"Primeval Devil?" Devil of Malice was shocked. The green-robed figure before him seemed to exude a sense of antiquity and obscurity, making him want to lower his head and avoid looking at him directly.
Although he had never heard of this Heavenly Devil before, he could sense the profoundness, terror, and loftiness contained in the name.
"Primeval Devil" was the ancestor of all Skyscraping Devils, the origin of the unfathomable mind! "Thump!
Thump! Thump! " The illusory sound of a heartbeat reverberated in the chaos. Devil of Malice's Vital Spirit trembled and his heartbeat quickened. It was as if the weathered man with snow-white sideburns before him had the most ancient and primordial heart, displaying the earliest thoughts of greed, lust, darkness, and viciousness.
"Descending into the mortal world, the evil thoughts will never be extinguished, the soul will never die, and the Primeval will exist forever!"
Faces of madness, madness, and distortion stared at him from all directions. The scene was so bizarre that it made one's scalp tingle. Devil of Malice forced himself to calm down and snorted.
"How arrogant of you!"
"How dare you call yourself Primeval Devil!"
As a genuine grandmaster, he understood that he was in a very bad state. His emotions and thoughts were magnified by his opponent, causing him to experience all kinds of negative feelings. In addition, this strange and mysterious domain was constantly "separating" him and weakening him, creating one extreme "self" after another to attack him. He was afraid that his strength was not even 50% of his original strength!
Devil of Malice examined himself and instantly made a decision. "I'll fight with all my might and create an opportunity to escape."
"I'm at an absolute disadvantage at the right time, place, and people. My mind is full of holes. If not now, when?
"How arrogant!" Before his voice died away, Devil of Malice's brocade robed body blurred and a pitch-black Devil Form appeared behind him. It had no eyes, nose, or mouth, and was completely cast by substantial evil thoughts. Just looking at it would make it difficult to control the dark thoughts in one's heart and degenerate into the wrong path.
"Whoosh!" The black wind blew away some of the "Chaos". Scenes appeared in the void around the "Devil of Malice Form". There were scenes of fathers killing their sons, sons killing their fathers, mothers abusing their daughters, daughters abandoning their mothers. There were scenes of killings purely for pleasure. There were scenes of unimaginable abuse. There were scenes of innocent and pure babies being refined into celestial devices. There were scenes of betrayal, greed, lust, and killing. If one was caught in these scenes, the slightest bit of carelessness would cause extreme malice to overtake one's mind. One would immediately go mad and become a slave to one's desires — a true Skyscraping Devil.
The black wind engulfed these scenes and transformed them into a Heavenly Demon's Domain. Devil of Malice's right hand glinted with a cold light. With a point of his finger, a black radiance burst forth. Finger shadows appeared in all directions and were difficult to distinguish. It was as if they had manifested out of malice and could become real or fake at any time. Both the real and the fake attacked Mengqi at the same time.
Moaning and wailing could be heard continuously. The seven emotions and six desires interfered with the other party, creating an opportunity.
There was no wind in the chaos. Mengqi's green robe did not flutter. He took a light step forward and raised his right hand expressionlessly. His palm was as white as jade, and his five fingers were slender and powerful. His palm did not contain any force, and when it landed, it gave off a magical feeling of being everywhere yet nowhere!
"There is no good or evil in the Chaos Tribulation. Compassion and indifference are one and the same!"
At this moment, Mengqi let out a sonorous voice. A strange Dharma Form appeared behind him. On the left was a giant golden Buddha with a compassionate expression and a compassionate expression. On the right was a lofty and gloomy Taoist with indifferent eyes that flickered with a dim light. His heart was filled with evil thoughts. Half of each of them was twisted into one. The contrast between the two was stark, bizarre and shocking.
The blowing black wind and the Heavenly Demon's image immediately blended into the chaos and was embraced by it. There was no good or evil in it.
The greedy Devil of Malice, the furious Devil of Malice, and the lustful Devil of Malice pounced at the same time. It was as if Devil of Malice was fighting against himself!
Devil of Malice withdrew his finger shadows and opened his palm. It was filled with filthy black curses and depravity that transformed into ropes. Devil of Malice changed his move at the right time and grabbed at Mengqi's wrist.
The Heavenly Demon's Domain was just a cover to distract the other party. The killer move was here.
"Pfft!" Devil of Malice grabbed Mengqi's wrist but he could not feel anything. The illusion shattered and disappeared into the chaos. The palm that was as white as jade suddenly appeared in front of his forehead.
"Oh no!" "Did his Grandmaster Domain mess up my judgment of distance and timing? Or does this palm contain the supreme philosophy of Buddhism? It's neither here nor there, nor in the middle of the river?"
Devil of Malice was experienced in Jianghu. At the critical moment when he was hit between the brows, the skin on his back suddenly tore open and a pitch-black figure emerged. The figure soared into the sky and fled upward.
"Crack!" Mengqi's right hand hit Devil of Malice and the remaining skin was torn into pieces. It was a golden cicada shedding its carapace!
Devil of Malice seized the opportunity and launched his escape method in an attempt to flee upward. Once he caught his breath, he would use his life-saving treasure.
Just then, his eyes reflected the elegant figure in a green robe. The white hair on his temples and the faint smile on his face were exceptionally eye-catching. The figure leisurely bent his right hand and was about to flick his fingers.
"How could this be?" Devil of Malice's pupils contracted. He felt that everything was an illusion. He was clearly flying upward. Why was he still in the same place?
He was still in the same place!
He had long lost control of his mind. In his shock, the lake of his heart that he had forcibly calmed down finally surged with waves.
At this moment, Mengqi smiled faintly and flicked his fingers.
"The Primordial Chaos has no front or back, and the Primordial has no top or bottom."
Although he had not reached this realm, it was not difficult to trap Devil of Malice who was full of inner demons!
"Clang!" The sound of a finger-snapping bell rang melodiously and melodiously. Devil of Malice felt his soul being separated from his body and his Vital Spirit becoming dizzy. Mengqi's left palm covered the sky!
The white and powerful palm grew larger and hit Devil of Malice's forehead with a bang, shattering the protective fire dragon that had been activated in response. Devil of Malice's brain splattered and all the bones in his body were broken.
A dark light flashed and Devil of Malice's figure appeared outside the Primordial Chaos. His body was wrapped in a small streamer covered with patterns. At the critical moment, he had relied on his life-saving treasure to escape with his Vital Spirit. He could regain his physical body, but he could not afford to lose his Vital Spirit!
"Primordial Devil of Heaven!" He gnashed his teeth in fear and was about to flee.
Suddenly, his eyes glazed over because someone was looking down at him from above the clouds. The man was dressed in a green robe and looked elegant and experienced. His temples were white and his eyes were deep and serene.
"Primordial Devil of Heaven!" Devil of Malice screamed in his heart. Then, he saw his opponent raise his sleeves. The opening of the robe grew larger and larger, and the Primordial Chaos became a world of its own.
Devil of Malice's Vital Spirit and conveyance light were sucked into the robe!
Mengqi waved his sleeves and placed them behind him. He shook his head slightly and his flesh began to squirm. Soon, his appearance and aura changed. His temples were still white and he looked mature and experienced, but his facial features became ordinary. His soft hat became a wooden hairpin. He looked less elegant and more crazy and extreme because of his pale face. He was just like another "Devil of Malice".
After looking at his hands, Mengqi turned around and flew back to the Golden Tent. He sighed inwardly. If it were not for the shock brought by Mr. Lu and Taoist Chonghe's sword duel against Gourdo, he would have had to go through a lot more trouble to use the "Yuan-xin Seal" to completely trigger the various thoughts of "Devil of Malice".
With his current realm, strength, and items, it was not difficult to defeat or kill "Devil of Malice". However, it would be very difficult to seriously injure him and capture him alive. He had to use all kinds of means, such as momentum and mind, and make arrangements in advance. After all, grandmasters were not to be trifled with!
When he landed in the Green Tent, Mengqi entered with his hands behind his back. He looked at the female disciple who had already recovered and gave her an order.
"If anyone asks about this in the future, tell them that Merciless Tyrant was frightened by Lu Da and Chonghe and took advantage of the chaos to escape."
"Yes, Master." The eyes of the girl in the snow-green dress were still a little dazed.
In a secret place where the Destruction Sect's soul lamps were stored, Devil of Malice's glaze lamp was still swaying.
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