Chapter 258 The Origin of the Demon Race(1/3)
Chapter 258 The Origin of Demons
"Bold! Who is Xiaoxiao!? How dare you pretend to be a disciple of my Demon Flame Sect? Die!" I saw the inner sect disciple yelling loudly, and the green flames in his hand came towards his face.
Qingyang Demonic Fire.
Zheng!
There was a sound of sword sound.
Top-grade flying sword: sea-piercing sword.
It shot out from the fairy gourd and turned into a white line that stabbed straight away.
Cut the waves with one sword and never return the blow.
This is a decisive sword that goes all out and has no return. It exceeds the limit of Qi Refining Sword Cultivation and reaches the level of the foundation building stage.
Phantom flash!
The inner disciple of the Demon Flame Sect passively activated the Phantom Demon Dodge to avoid this fatal sword.
Bang!
The sword was inserted into the stone wall. Halfway into the wall, Wang Dabao pinched the sword and was stunned but could not take it out.
Cut the waves with one sword and never return the blow.
The advantage is that the speed of drawing the sword is indeed very fast, but the disadvantage is that if the sword misses, it will really kill you.
When the inner disciple saw a sea-piercing sword inserted into the stone wall, he became more confident in his judgment.
"Hmph! "Wave-cutting Sword Technique", which family disciple are you from? How dare you..."
The words just fell.
Hou Dongsheng pushed aside the cyan fireball with a sword in the air, brushed the edge of the fireball and rushed over with a bright wave-cutting sword in his hand.
"Be bold!"
"The fire in the sky has spirit, the flame is the sect, and it is blocked from all directions: the fire ban!"
Green fire surrounded the inner disciple, and the wall of fire rose into the sky and spread outward. When the fire spread, the flames turned invisible. The invisible flames swept across the ground, and a circular black mark appeared on the ground. As long as the fire spread,
If you cross that mark, you will inevitably be burned by invisible flames.
One sword phoenix chick.
Poof!
The wave-cutting sword in Hou Dongsheng's hand came out and stabbed the inner disciple in the thigh.
Blood flowed freely.
at the same time.
Hou Dongsheng also rushed into the fire ban, and the invisible flames passed through his body without causing any burning damage to him.
The black and red floating will-o'-wisps covered Hou Dongsheng's body, isolating the invisible wall of fire transformed from the Qingyang demonic fire.
The inner disciple's face was filled with astonishment.
This is the art of soft fire!
The untold secret of the Demon Flame Sect.
Hou Dongsheng landed and stood in front of the man.
"Nie Chaoqun, a disciple of Zhenren Zhuoyan, has met his senior brother." Nie Chaoqun was sweating profusely in pain, and forced a smile on his face.
Pfft.
Hou Dongsheng pulled out the Wave-cutting Sword. This middle-grade flying sword was not damaged at all.
This was not because the wall of fire could not block the flying sword, but because Nie Chaoqun misjudged Hou Dongsheng's sword.
If the sword is driven by Qi when it passes through the wall of fire, the aura will be burned out by the wall of fire. At that time, the flying sword cannot be controlled and cannot hurt anyone.
Hou Dongsheng is the most primitive man who uses force to control the sword. There is no divine consciousness or aura on the sword, so the flame attack that controls the flying sword's divine consciousness and aura is naturally useless.
At this time, the aura of the sea-piercing sword was so strong that it pulled it out from the stone wall and returned to Hou Dongsheng's gourd.
Nie Chaoqun: Sword gourd!? The skill that attacks you is a magic weapon?
Hou Dongsheng: "Junior Brother Nie, are you okay?"
Nie Chaoqun: "It's okay...thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy."
"Junior Brother Nie...is he the guard here?"
"Exactly."
Hou Dongsheng: "Junior Brother Nie, can you tell me about these murals?"
"Um...of course."
"This first picture is the northern continent where the demons invaded." Nie Chaoqun said, pointing to the first mural.
This first mural turned into various deformed human beings, with both demonic and human characteristics.
Hou Dongsheng: "Where did the demons come from?"
"It seems to be a place called Hongfang."
"Hongfang Continent?"
"Exactly this place."
"Why are these monsters called demons?" Hou Dongsheng continued to ask.
Nie Chaoqun: "I'm not sure about this. It may be that these demons and humans have similar blood, but they are different. You see, these guys are ugly, with red beards and blue eyes. They look like macaques and evil spirits, with green faces and fangs.
The ferocious spirit is different from our human race at first glance."
Hou Dongsheng raised his head and looked at the mural.
These demons are indeed very different from humans in appearance, like demonized humans.
Hou Dongsheng: "What does our Demon Sect have to do with the Demon Clan?"
Nie Chaoqun: "There seems to be some connection in the exercises."
"Are you saying that the Demon Sect's cultivation techniques come from the Demon Clan?"
"That's not true... The Demon Clan seems to rely on its own bloodline just like the Monster Clan, and there is no so-called cultivation method. However, since the enlightenment of the Saint, our human race has been able to create our own exercises for the primates of all things. The so-called
Demonic skills are human monks studying demonic bloodline gods to create some powerful skills. These skills are also called primitive magic skills." Nie Chaoqun explained.
Hou Dongsheng: "The skills of my Demon Flame Sect are primitive magic skills?"
Nie Chaoqun: "It seems that except for the demon species, the others are all fire Taoist methods from Dibei Continent."
"Taoist methods? Isn't that the correct way of doing things?"
Nie Chaoqun: "When Taoist skills encounter demons, they naturally turn into monstrous demonic skills."
Hou Dongsheng: "Why do we call ourselves the Demon Sect?"
"I'm not sure about this either..." Nie Chaoqun said, shaking his head.
"Because the word demon is not exclusive to demons!" A woman's voice came from outside the cave.
Hou Dongsheng and Nie Chaoqun turned to look at a tall and beautiful Taoist nun.
Hou Dongsheng: "Master."
Nie Chaoqun: "Liuyin Zhenren."
The person who came was none other than Hou Dongsheng’s master, Liuyin Zhenren from Huozhong Island.
"Zi Yi...since you're back, why don't you come to Fire Island first?" Master Liuyin said with a smile on his face and an angry look on his face.
Hou Dongsheng: "Master... I want to take a look at the murals here first."
"Master, watch with you."
"Brother, real person... there is no one in this cave now. You can look around as you like. I will go out and guard and will never let anyone in." After Nie Chaoqun finished speaking, he clasped his fists and bowed to the two of them, then pressed his bleeding thigh and limped.
He turned and walked out.
After Nie Chaoqun left.
Be bold!
Don't respect her just because she is a master.
Hou Dongsheng took a deep breath and made up his mind.
Hou Dongsheng's eyes became sharp and he promised that he must go ahead with the senior sister's matter.
The five fingers are bent into claws, ready to go.
You can catch the moon from the bottom of the sea with one move.
This move is bold enough.
To be continued...