Cultivation Is Like This - v3 Chapter 835 The first demon of all time

  In the world of cultivating immortals, all the monks who founded a sect and left a legacy are all outstanding people in the world.

   Similarly, they will more or less leave something behind, either to show that they have been there, or to deal with the disaster of destruction.

  For example, before abandoning the scriptures and ascending to the ascension, he threw down the waste iron sword that had been close to him for many years in the Bulao Mountain, and turned it into the famous Tianjian Peak.

   Another example is Jing Wensheng, one of the ninth generation of Jihuang, the first pavilion master of Zhenyuan Pavilion. He left a self-portrait, which was captured by Lu Bei as a trump card against Yinglong.

   There are also portraits of the first demon emperor handed down to the world.

   Not many, just hundreds of thousands, less than a million.

  All ethnic groups in the Wan Yao Kingdom are extremely enthusiastic about the portrait of the first generation of Yao Emperor. Apart from flattery, please hang the last one at home and burn incense every day to show their loyalty. There is another crucial reason.

  The portrait of the first demon king is very good at painting, and the demon king in the Mahayana stage will not be able to get close to him. Please take one home, which is equivalent to adding a magic weapon to suppress luck.

  Cultivation has reached the realm of the first demon emperor, and everything closely related to him has great supernatural powers, such as the jade seal passed down from the Wan Yao Kingdom, the star banners he made by himself, and the portraits that record his appearance.

  In addition to sending beauties year after year, all ethnic groups hope to have children for the Demon Emperor, and they are also particularly obsessed with the portrait of the Demon Emperor.

  In the past in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the first demon emperor was a sheep with golden hair, and his body was full of treasures. All races were envious, wishing to turn him into a bald man overnight.

  If the first generation of demon emperors knew a little about physics, these monsters really succeeded.

  All ethnic groups have understood the temper of the first demon emperor, and they can't be soft or hard, so they can be coaxed. From that year on, the demon girls who entered the palace were proficient in tea art, and they also practiced good painting skills.

  Blow the wind beside the pillow to make the first generation of the demon emperor happy, in exchange for a cup of tea and painting time.

  After these portraits flowed out of the palace and fell into the hands of various clans, some painting masters and great masters copied them and distributed them to the demon kings with status and status in the clan.

  Most of these portraits have passed away due to the passage of time, and they are useless if they are well preserved.

  On the one hand, the painting skills of the witches are uneven. On the other hand, the methods of the witches to make the demon king happy are always changing, and they use all their skills around the center.

  The first generation of the demon emperor was happy, but where did the time come from? There is no magic charm, and the copy version is even more rare.

  The portrait in Suzaku's hand is not the case. It is a self-portrait of the first demon emperor, with the will of the first demon emperor painted. There are only a few of them in the world, and each one is the treasure of the ten thousand demon kingdom.

The peacock clan has withered, and there have been several faults in bloodline inheritance in history. In Suzaku's generation, his biological father is just an ordinary bird demon. With his unique aptitude and comprehension, coupled with chance, he made thirty-six shocks before he refined his bloodline and made a breakthrough. The limit, let the peacock clan appear again.

  This is also the reason why Suzaku has a lot of concubines and is so indulgent to Ni Dan.

   There are only two peacocks in Wanyao Kingdom, which is more difficult than passing on a single pass from generation to generation. Not to mention that Jing Muyan just ate his concubine, even if he took it out and gave it to Xuanwu, he would not do anything to Jingmu An.

  Xuanwu is different. The concubine's hatred is irreconcilable, and it must be divided into life and death.

  The inheritance of the peacock clan is intermittent. When the first generation of the demon emperor was galloping in the harem, there was no peacock on the tool list, and the map of the demon emperor naturally did not have the peacock clan.

  The picture of the demon emperor in Suzaku's hand was picked up. That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. He accidentally injured the guard of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, and picked up the picture from the heavily guarded secret place.

   Cultivating immortals, don't be fooled.

   Not only the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, but the entire world of cultivating immortals is like a bird.

   Closer to home, the figure of the demon emperor slowly pushed away, golden flames danced in the eyes of the first generation of demon emperor, smashing the void with one step, and slowly condensing the virtual body of pen and ink.

  Black mist rises, and evil thoughts are at work.

  The three corpses were swallowed by Lu Bei, the supernatural powers were in the runaway stage, and the pervasive magic thoughts did not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and the random killing of the first generation of demon emperors in the whole picture was no exception.

  So what if you are invincible in a lifetime, as long as you have the heart, you will be defeated by the **** of three corpses

  Through manipulation.

  The first demon emperor was indeed disturbed by the evil thoughts, but seeing him frown slightly, he snorted contemptuously, and suddenly the golden light spread across the sky, and the majestic will shrouded the void like washing the ground, making the emptiness of darkness approach the reality.

  The tumbling earth, fire, water, and wind are still, and there is an extra place to stay in the nothingness world.

  Qinglong and Suzaku gushed blood from their throats, flew upside down and hit the void entity, their golden light pierced through the flesh of Yuanshen, and the magic thoughts in their bodies burned into space for a moment.

   Qinglong looked at the tall figure with apprehension, and silently put away the magic weapon of the white-clothed appearance and the cultivation of life. It is unnecessary, impossible, and the dead are the greatest.

  Out of respect for the strong, Qinglong lowered his head and gave a salute: "Human monk, I have seen the demon emperor." "Chen Kongji, my majesty!"

   Suzaku stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, bowed with his head bowed.

   Neither person nor demon mentioned the first generation. In the world of the strong, there is only one demon emperor in the Wan Yao Kingdom from the beginning to the end, and the rest are temporary agents.

  If you want to inherit the name of the Demon Emperor, yes, if there is no demon to stop you, if you are invincible all over the world, you will be the second generation of Demon Emperor. On this point, the monsters in the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom are tacit, they don't say anything, they only have one demon emperor in their hearts.

  The first demon emperor ignored it, neither looking at Qinglong nor Suzaku, the golden light in his eyes was beating, and he looked at Lu Dong quietly: "Extraterritorial demon?"

   "Google!"

  Being as strong as Lu Dong, he is also under great pressure at this moment. Looking directly at the remaining will of the first demon emperor, he only feels that ordinary people look up at a great sun, and the sky and earth are vast, and nothing is as dazzling as the demon emperor in front of him.

   "Amitabha!"

   At the critical moment, Lu Dong's replacement was over, Gu Zongchen went online, put his palms together and began to chant sutras. What time is it, you still recite the scriptures...the mantra of rebirth?

   Suzaku's brows were sweating in the corners, no demonic thoughts troubled her, her mind was on the line, and she looked at the will of the Demon Emperor who had walked out of the Demon Emperor's Map, not to mention how annoyed she was.

  He was afraid that the demon emperor would be interested in beating people, so he beat Dou Muxie to death on the spot, which caused Xuanwu to turn his back on him.

   What are you afraid of? The monk actually recited the mantra of rebirth in front of the demon emperor. Why, the laughing demon emperor died early?

  The first generation of the demon emperor had no expression on his face, and he clenched his five fingers and slowly raised his fist: "The bald donkey's cultivation is not bad, and there are very few people in the world who can beat you. If you take one blow from Gu, you won't die. Gu will give you a chance to receive a second punch."

  Gu Zongchen didn't say much, and pushed away with his folded hands.

  The golden wheel blooms with immeasurable glazed precious light, and a giant Buddha with a golden body rises from the ground, supporting the sky and grounding, the light is immeasurable, and his body is also immeasurable.

  Among the endless Buddha light, the big Buddha holds the stars in his palm, and the three thousand worlds are all in it.

  The infinite world folds the infinite space, and one of the worlds is the void where the first demon emperor, Qinglong, and Suzaku belong. The boundless Buddha's palm pressed down, sweeping countless along the way, the sky collapsed and the ground collapsed, the sea boiled and the stars collapsed, crushing worlds shaped like bubbles.

  Infinite Buddha light superimposed layer upon layer, terrifying energy that makes the scalp tingle, falling into the eyes of Qinglong and Suzaku, one person and one demon stagnate, their souls are perplexed and confused, as if they have been exiled, and they can't even bring up the idea of ​​fighting back.

"it is good!"

  The first demon emperor showed great joy, and when the Buddha's light was approaching, he took a step forward, shattering thousands of glazed lights, and sent out his tyrannical will through his body, stopping the falling Buddha's palm.

   A punch.

  The universe faded, and the sun and the moon howled.

  The big waves hit the sky, causing thousands of ripples, and the mighty Buddha light turned back against the current, and the speed of defeat was so fast that Gu Zongchen was not given any time to react.

  Looking at the collapse of the three thousand worlds, all of them turned into bubbles, the golden Buddha's elbow was broken, and the golden paint was peeled off from the countless golden body, and a crack extended upward, shattering the painful face of the Buddha.

  The Great Buddha collapsed and collapsed, and the three thousand worlds disappeared.

  Gu Zongchen withdrew his clasped hands, and a stream of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth: "The benefactor of the demon emperor, the little monk has already received a punch."

  The Demon Emperor smiled, and took another step forward. He didn't take back his raised fist, but with the momentum of his steps, he lowered his ordinary fist, smashing the void, and hit Gu Zongchen's chest.

  Thirty-six magic weapons of the Mahayana period bloomed, lost, and shattered. At the same time, Gu Zongchen's body was also crushed.

   Aura

  Among them, a little black light loomed, falling into the endless void and darkness, and disappeared.

  Yaohuang put away his fists and stepped back to the map of Yaohuang. He frowned and looked out of the void. He saw a pretty face, and his heart was even more puzzled.

  Soon, this doubt was replaced by another question. He looked at Suzaku with an uneasy brow: "Why is this picture in your hands? Are you also a fox?"

   Suzaku was drenched in cold sweat, hurriedly lowered his head, and maintained a posture of kneeling on the ground: "So that His Majesty will know, this picture is from the little demon's marriage to the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, and it is not"

"Humph!"

  The first demon emperor snorted coldly, slapped Suzaku flying with his backhand, and there was no movement in the stepping picture.

  Beside, Qinglong slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "The number one demon in the past and present, such an invincible powerhouse, how could there be a second one in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom?"

  According to gossip, Wan Yao Kingdom will usher in the second Demon Emperor.

  Qinglong didn't believe it, because this rumor would arise every once in a while, and after that, a demon emperor came to power, working hard, waiting for the next rumor to arise.

   To put it bluntly, the rumors came from the Wan Yao Kingdom, and were the product of intrigue within the Yao Clan.

  Because I listened too much, there was a time when it was the most outrageous. I sang it every ten years, and Yaozu didn't believe it until the end. However, Emperor Ji and Ying Long believed it.

  The two of them believed it, and Qinglong had to believe it if he didn't believe it, but today she was shaken again when she saw the remaining will of the Demon Emperor. Impossible, absolutely impossible.

   There will never be another strong man like the Demon Emperor! "Hey, what exploded over there?"

  In front of the Xuanwu Cauldron, Lu Bei scratched his head, turned to look at the void, and vaguely heard the sound of something breaking.

  Just as he was thinking, light and darkness were entangled, whether it was black with gold, or gold with black, a chaotic phantom broke through the void and landed firmly in his arms.

  「No way, you can pick up the machine even if you stand still.」

  Lu Bei Da Le, was about to thank nature for its gift, when he suddenly realized something was wrong. Leaving aside the golden component, the dark mass looks quite familiar. Lu Dong.

  「Rin—」「The little monk exploded?!」