When the water curtain was lifted, Mengqi suddenly felt as if the world in front of him had been washed by heavy rain. It was unusually fresh and deep, like the clearest and most subtle black gem.
The scenery on the peak was similar to before. There was still a pitch-black pine tree by the cliff, and under the pine tree, there was still an ancient bronze coffin full of traces of decay.
But under the similar appearance, there was a completely different feeling. Looking in all directions, he could only see winding mountain roads and pitch-black peaks, as if countless of them were stacked together, covering all possibilities. The gap of the Nine Serenities, which was originally at the bottom of the mountain, was upside down and appeared at the edge of the cliff.
It looked like a stitched centipede, twisted and ferocious. The opening was seven feet wide and ten feet long. There was no sound on the other side, only indescribable darkness. Mengqi looked at it and could not look away. He was directly swallowed up. He vaguely felt that it was a slightly rotating vortex, a huge vortex with no end. The feeling of horror was far more than that of the Demonic Dragon!
"Could it be that the black hole has become a spirit …" Mengqi thought. At the same time, he took in the rest of the scene in his eyes. Almost immediately, he figured out the current situation so that he could decide what to do next.
The pine tree swayed even though there was no wind. The needles were like teeth, and the bark was mottled like the skin of a dying old man. It was horrifying and disgusting.
The ancient bronze coffin was covered with a thick layer of dust, showing the vicissitudes of time. Traces of decay could be seen everywhere. But unlike before, its texture was a little illusory. There were different distortions and changes in different positions, flashing different images of demons. Near the lid, the images of demons no longer changed, but fixed into a few types. There was a demon with six arms and black armor, a demon with one eye, a demon with no face and a demon with yellow blood mist.
Yama of the Six Annihilations, the Demon of the Realm, and the Evil God Acheron, the mighty figures of the Nine Serenities, who could make demons cry, were holding the lid of the coffin, as if they were supporting the soul of the deceased in the ancient bronze coffin!
And on the lid of the ancient bronze coffin, there was no Soul Suppressing Lamp. Instead, there was a huge palm. It was completely black and looked very heavy. Each of its fingernails was like a sword, sticking out three inches and flickering with a demonic bloody light. The back of the hand was covered with strange and crazy patterns, full of chaos.
Just looking at it, Mengqi felt his heart beating faster, and his mind was filled with hatred. He hated heaven for being too fair, hated the earth for carrying things, hated people for being happy, hated the complicated cause and effect, hated fate for being merciless, and hated himself for not slaughtering enough.
In hatred, Mengqi's thoughts and ideas were all chaotic. It was like his personality had been split into twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty, and each of them was completely different.
"Hahaha, now that I have this thing, I will be the only one in the world!" "Long Aotian, go to hell!" "Samsara, Ananda, you two rats only know how to hide in the dark and play tricks. Come out and fight to your heart's content!" "Eat your mother, son of a b * tch, do you know how to speak the language of the strong!" "Calm down, this is an illusion!" "If this is an illusion, then everything before was an illusion. You have never traveled through time, you have always been in a mental hospital for treatment!" "Idiot, this is the increase of the SAN value. You are about to meet the old dominators, and you are about to really go crazy …"
"Ah!" Mengqi held his head in pain. More than twelve thousand voices in his mind were arguing with each other, and it was as chaotic as a pot of boiling porridge. People who had not experienced this would not be able to understand this kind of pain.
Clang!
The roars of dragons and tigers, and the flames of heavenly weapons leaped into Mengqi's sight. He was suddenly stunned, and seized the brief moment of sobriety to activate the Yuan Xin Seal. Combined with the characteristics of the Indestructible Yuan Shi Form that contained all things, he quickly absorbed and integrated the personality that had just been split.
At the same time, he sat down with his legs crossed, one hand pointing to the sky, and one hand touching the ground. The golden Buddha slowly appeared in his Primordial Spirit.
"In the world, I am the only one!"
The voice was like thunder, and also like the evening drum and morning bell. One by one, it spread out and turned into golden swastikas. Above each golden swastika, there was a golden Buddha sitting upright, one hand pointing to the sky, and one hand touching the ground, making the voice of "In the world, I am the only one."
The swastikas converged and overlapped, shaking the surroundings. The chaos became orderly, and the filth became clean. There was a clear glazed light everywhere, which pushed the aura that leaked out from the weird palm back to the vicinity of the Ancient Bronze Coffin. This helped Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng to break free from the madness and chaos.
Just now, with Mengqi blocking in front of them, they directly suffered the attack of the aura. They were only close to madness, and the consequences of split personalities had not yet appeared. Moreover, there was a little bit of the Qi of Heaven and Earth surrounding Zhao Heng, which effectively resisted the chaos with the power of all living beings. Ruan Yushu was surrounded by the melodious sound of the zither, and all kinds of scenes appeared, as if the celestial palace had descended. This was the natural reaction of the zither heart, and it played an anti-devil song with the 12 Magical Sounds of Langhuan.
They only had some resistance. If not for Mengqi's Buddha's Palm, they would never be able to get rid of the aura's infection. They would gradually sink into madness, and there would be no cure for their insanity.
Jiang Zhiwei, on the other hand, had indifferent eyes. She sat upright in the posture of the Taishang Sword King, with all kinds of feelings and thoughts. No one was lowly, and no one was more noble. Heaven and earth were heartless, and there was no other feeling.
She controlled all of this with the heart of the Taishang, which surpassed all others. Of course, she was familiar with the chaos caused by the aura, and she was affected the least, even more than Mengqi.
Every profession has its own specialization … Mengqi thought subconsciously, and at the same time, he recognized the weird palm,
"Claws Of The Devil!"
In the ancient times, the Demon Emperor of the Nine Serenities ruled the world for a time. He was an ancient person of the Nirvana Realm. Even if he was slightly weaker than the Three Pristines, he was not much weaker. However, he was severely injured by the Heavenly Primogenitor, and died in the Nine Serenities. Before he died, he cast the Seven Great Devil Curses, which cursed all things. After his death, his body dissipated, leaving only a claw. This was the Claws Of The Devil, which was listed as one of the top ten Peerless Heavenly Weapons by the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms!
This secret realm was opened by the second generation descendant of the Claws Of The Devil, the Demonic Monarch. Mengqi saw the images of the other descendants on the way, so he had always guessed that the Claws Of The Devil was hiding here. He was prepared when he came in. However, he did not expect that the Claws Of The Devil was different from the The Conqueror's Invincible Blade that he had seen before. Even when he was asleep, he would deliberately infect the surroundings, and he almost suffered a great loss.
The dim light that the Claws Of The Devil emitted condensed and rushed to the Nine Heavens, exploding into a splendid brilliance.
Roar!
A deep voice came from the gap of the Nine Serenities. It was full of desire for the Claws Of The Devil. Those who heard it felt like their Primordial Spirits had left their bodies.
All of a sudden, the light faded, leaving only darkness. The void bent toward the gap. The Ancient Bronze Coffin and the Claws Of The Devil were lifted slowly, and they also seemed to be flying toward the gap.
Mengqi and the others were like small fishing boats in the vast ocean, bobbing up and down with the strong wind and huge waves. It was difficult for them to stabilize their bodies, especially Zhao Heng and Ruan Yushu. Their feet left the ground, and no matter how they changed their direction, it was useless. They were slowly but firmly heading toward the gap.
For the sake of the Claws Of The Devil, the Devil God on the other side of the gap had made his move!
Ruan Yushu played the zither with both hands and played the sound of the bell. The changes solidified and counteracted the suction. Meanwhile, Zhao Heng pulled out his long sword and temporarily changed the laws of heaven and earth in a small area to resist the power that could tear the mountain apart.
"I can't let the Devil God get the Claws Of The Devil. Otherwise, the Great Trial will come immediately, and there will be no time to buffer!" In a split second, Mengqi made a decision without hesitation or fear.
Clang!
The orange-yellow Fire Blade let out a dragon's roar. Holding the long blade, Mengqi flew toward the gap of the Nine Serenities along with the suction. However, his figure grew larger and more stable, as if a giant was carrying a Mount Meru on his back. The long blade also became heavier. Each acupoint represented the power of the universe, the five viscera represented the power of heaven, and the primeval power manifested by the Primordial Spirit were all gathered in one place.
The "wind" blew back. Mengqi's long blade was competing with the gap of the Nine Serenities for the direction of the wind. The void was shaking.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiwei pulled out her sword. The sword light split and soon there were thousands of them. There was no difference in strength, but they were all horrifying, pure, and sharp.
Her sword light did not stab toward the gap of the Nine Serenities. Instead, it went straight toward Mengqi's long blade.
Mengqi's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Zhiwei had been fighting side by side with him for many years and had discussed martial arts with him many times. Did she grasp the essence of the combination of the blade and sword to perform the Violent Burial of the Galaxy?
Because the All Things Return to Void emphasized on concentrating the power at one point, if Mengqi had to divert his attention to complete the combination attack with the Grand Sun Illumination, it would not be perfect, and the final effect would be worse. Now that Jiang Zhiwei saw through this, she replaced it with her own sword!
"Then bring it on!" Mengqi's fighting spirit soared. He slashed his long blade heavily, and the dark vortex became bigger and bigger!
Clang! Clang! The sound of Ruan Yushu's zither changed, and Jiang Zhiwei's aura and strength suddenly rose. The sword light became more and more powerful, and it finally formed a stalemate with Mengqi's long blade.
The dark vortex and the Grand Sun Illumination finally met, and the blade and the sword collided.
The world was completely dark, and there was no light anymore. Then there was a blazing white light that expanded and swept, smoothing the twisted void and counteracting the horrible suction.
Bang!
The dark mountain began to collapse in the flame and huge mushroom cloud. The Ancient Bronze Coffin and the Claws Of The Devil suddenly fell.
…
"The Claws Of The Devil?" The Matriarch of the West whispered. Then she reached her hand into the door and took out a Black Golden Spear with Phoenix Wings, which was covered with a layer of destructive flame!
"Spear of Mythical Creatures …" Xi's eyes shrank.
"Wait for a moment. My Dharmakaya of the Demonic Race will come here. Let's go first." The Matriarch of the West shook the long spear, and her mask fell to the ground. She looked like a lotus flower in the clear water, and her charm was deep. There was innocence in her eyes, but also hatred accumulated for tens of thousands of years. The two looked very incompatible.
Those who practiced the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship would be killed by all demons!
It was not only for revenge, but also to prevent the return of Ananda!
The Matriarch of the West looked at the rising light in the distance. She flew up and clenched her teeth,
"Those who are unfaithful and ungrateful will be killed!"
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