Chapter 1080: Two Enemies
Zhu Toushan and the three of them are all river gods, although they have not long been appointed as the river god, they are not wild demons in the heavens and the earth, and they are also the gods of the gods, as long as the people in the world have reached a certain realm, it is impossible for people like Yin Xiu not to know.
However, he said in front of Chen Gong's temple that he would include the three of them in the door, and if he succeeded, it would be a great insult to Chen Gong.
And he also used his hands and spells, which can be regarded as forcibly robbing him of his belief in gods.
When the darkness in Chen Gong's heart was shattered by people's prayers, he was awakened, and the brilliance in his heart appeared. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting at a table in a dark hall. In the darkness, he found that his eyes could not see the darkness clearly, and he was still able to see some clearly when he first entered Yama City, although it was not very clear at that time.
If before, in his eyes, it was a dark night with starlight, then now there is not a single star in the nine heavens, and even if he uses his mana to concentrate on his eyes, he can only see a blurry image.
The chair on which he sat had a backrest, felt heavy and strong, I don't know what kind of tree it was made of, and touched the armrests on both sides with my hands, which were not smooth, one of the armrests was only half, and the other was cut in the middle, but it was not disconnected.
Chen Gong reached out and touched the table in front of him again, and found that the corner of the table had been partially cut off by a sharp weapon, and the top had mottled scratches, in addition, he could see that there was a golden mask in the middle of the table.
He reached out and picked it up, only to feel that it was cold in his hand, not as cold as ice and snow, but a cold and ruthless feeling.
"It's a living mask. Chen Gong suddenly had such a feeling in his heart, his hand slid over the mask's cheek, and there was a scratch on it, which was not cut, but it was very deep.
When he held the mask, he suddenly wanted to put it on, and the longer he held it, the stronger the idea became. His hands trembled, and he slowly covered his face with the mask, and just as he was about to put it on his face, a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.
Chen Gong had reached a state of divine clarity, and at this time, there was a strong sense of crisis, and the mask in his hand was immediately released, and the mask did not fall, but went towards Chen Gong's face.
Chen Gong was slightly startled in his heart, opened his mouth and spit out, and a sword light sprayed on the golden mask, and the mask flew up like a leaf that could not withstand the wind and disappeared into the darkness.
What kind of place is this, how can this mask be here, and where has the sword spirit gone. Chen Gong thought in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the mask he saw when he helped the sword spirit get out.
At this moment, he heard the sound of the door opening, and an obscure light shone in, so that Chen Gong's eyes could see a lot clearly, a person walked in from the outside, not a sword spirit, Chen Gong could hear that this person's footsteps had a heavy feeling, every step was very sharp, as if there was a life under his feet that had offended him, and he wanted to trample it to death.
He walked in, and didn't find Chen Gong until he got very close, and said in great surprise: "It turned out to be Si Yu Tianshen, I thought that there would be a chance for one more stone statue in my prison that destroyed the divine source." ”
"Have you seen me?" asked Chen Gong.
"Of course, what, isn't the Ancestor with the rain god?"
Chen Gong felt a hint of coldness in his tone, and immediately asked, "I don't know what to call it?"
"Everyone in prison calls me Emperor, you can call me Sunshine. Emperor Sun said.
Chen Gong asked, "What prison?"
"There are ten palaces in the underworld, and there are ten layers of hell, so it is naturally hell. Emperor Sun said.
"Is there anything wrong with me?" asked Chen Gong.
"You didn't. Emperor Sun said.
Chen Gong sat still, he felt a heavy aura from the Solar Emperor's body, and he continued, "That's the Sword Spirit?"
"She killed my people. Emperor Sun said.
Chen Gong said: "She is not a person who is easy to kill, since she has killed, it must be your person who has something to kill." ”
Emperor Sun's anger emerged, and he said: "My people, no matter what they do, should not die to the death, let alone death in the hands of others. ”
"You're here to find her?" said Chen Gong after being slightly silent for a while.
"You're the same. Emperor Sun said.
Chen Gong smiled, his smile stiffened, and said, "Indeed, I'm the same." ”
After finishing speaking, he added: "With me here, my friends will naturally be fine." ”
The latter sentence is a bit ethereal, as if it has penetrated into the endless darkness and entered another world.
As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, a sword light spread out in the quiet darkness, and the faint sound of the sword groan seemed to vent a persistence and persistence in his heart.
In front of the Heavenly Sword Peak Temple, Zhu Toushan already felt that he was about to go crazy, but the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more uncontrollable, just like water being steamed by a fire, pouring out foam one by one, turning into mist, and slowly drying up.
The mountain monkey Huaguo's face was flushed, and the hand twisting the Buddha beads in his hand was constantly trembling.
Only the shell seemed to hold on, but the sword hovering above her head was already just a stabbing around herself, stabbing at the golden light that resembled the characters.
Yin Xiu's voice was passionate and sonorous, and the words hit the hearts directly, roasting their hearts like a dry wheat field.
At this moment, suddenly there was a voice that seemed to come through the endless void, although it was very faint, as light as catkins floating in the wind, but listening to the ears of Zhu Toushan, the monkey real flower and fruit, and the shell Bei Ling Qiushi, it flowed in my heart like a sweet spring.
"With me here, my friends will be fine. ”
Where the voice fell, a piece of sword light appeared like an illusion, the sword light was not strong, but there was a feeling of penetrating all things, the sword light was under the cover of Yin Xiu, the golden light on the top of Yin Xiu's head was sheng, and a golden lion faintly appeared, opened his mouth and sucked it, swallowing all the sword light.
In the darkness of the underworld of Yama City, Chen Gong spit out a mouthful of sword light from the chair and mouth, and as soon as it appeared, it had already arrived in front of the Solar Emperor, and the Solar Emperor punched out, and there was no special thing when the punch came out, but after the fist hit directly, it was like a small sun suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the flames of the sun burst up, annihilating the sword light, and rolling up, rushing towards Chen Gong.
At the same time, Emperor Solar also said: "Although you are unexpectedly advanced in cultivation and skilled in swordsmanship, if you want to be distracted and use two purposes, you can only bring about your own destruction!"
Chen Gong didn't say a word, a bloody light rushed up behind his head, and the demon in the painting of the Netherworld Blood River Shura appeared, turned into a human, and stabbed towards the Solar Emperor with a sword light in his hand, and at the same time, a black sword also rushed out of his chest, and when the black dragon opened his mouth and spit out, it was a tumultuous water wave, and the sound of the water wave contained the sound of the sword. At the same time, he rushed up a ball of blue and red light in his hand, and there was a woman in green clothes in the light group, singing in a low voice, and the song turned into a little white sword rain in the void and fell towards the Solar Emperor.
Chen Gong sacrificed three primordial babies at the same time, and sent them in the painting, the demons, the black dragons, and the nightmares, it seemed that he was only dividing the three monsters he subdued to attack, but in fact it was equivalent to three Chen Gong fighting in formation.
The remaining six primordial infants were not idle, they gathered the power of faith, through the layers of space, using the connection with the Heavenly Sword Peak Temple, and projected a trace of power onto the statue of the god condensed by divine power in the temple.
Yin Xiu in front of the Temple of Heavenly Sword Peak raised his head and saw a person rising from the temple in the void, a person sitting alone in the darkness. This person is exactly Chen Gong's appearance, but the image is a little blurry, but his body exudes a sword intent that is like a substance, this sword intent is formless and substantial, but it has a strong coercion, so that the rhythm of those mantras in Yin Xiu's mouth are disturbed.
I saw that Chen Gong's phantom hand lifted up in the void, as if he was grasping something, the golden lion's face above Yin Xiu's head suddenly shook, and he opened his mouth and spit out a thin sword light, which was the sword light that was spit out by the lion before, the sword light rolled in the sky, disappeared, and then fell into Chen Gong's hands, and then he waved it out with one hand, turning into a drizzle and falling.
Yin Xiu was secretly shocked in his heart: "I didn't expect him to give birth to such a clear sword intent, and his control over the Faith God Domain has also reached an extremely high level, and he can actually project such a powerful clone." ”
Hades, in the city of Yama.
The Solar Emperor punched out, as if breaking the dark Yin World, and the light of the Sun Sun rushed in through the hole in that punch.
The darkness melts, and everything in the darkness, living or inanimate, melts in the light.
This piece of intense flame-like brilliance rolled towards Chen Gong who was sitting in the darkness, Chen Gong's body was motionless, and the Yuan Ying who was sent into the demon in the painting swooped down with a sword from the dark sky, and the Yuan Ying who was placed in the black dragon opened his mouth and spit out, and a silver wave of water emerged, like a sword light overlapping, facing the sun-like brilliance of the Sun Emperor's punch.
When red and white meet, it is like two torrents colliding together, forming a whirlpool, and the whirlpool quickly disappears. A blood-clothed man stabbed down on the head of the Solar Emperor, this person and the sword light are extremely special, whether it is the sword or his person, it seems to be descending through the void, not the substance, this is Chen Gong's Yuan Ying sent into the painting after the demon, using a kind of magic power between the virtual and the real in the painting, regardless of yin and yang.
The Solar Emperor struck the sky with a punch again, and a piece of sunlight rushed up, attacking the Yuan Ying who sent the demon in the painting, and the demon in the painting floated in the rolling light, although the speed was much slower, but it did not stop, and still stabbed towards the Solar Emperor with a sword.
Emperor Sun once again punched three punches in a row, one punch was heavier than the other, and each punch rushed forward, and the three punches were divided into two directions, one punch in the sky, two punches in front, and the three punches were connected together, forming a brilliant momentum, which looked unmatched.
There is also a group of blue and red light in front of Chen Gong's body, and Chen Gong Yuanying in it sings softly, the shallow singing sound is like a sword sound, a sword sound with sword intent is transmitted in the dark, pervasive, with the sound of this sword sound, a sword light is born out of thin air, turning into a sword rain and falling into the flame light that rushes from that place.
The Solar Emperor moved forward step by step, and punched one punch after another, one punch heavier than the other, one punch slower than the other, and the sun-like torrent that he hit was set off layer by layer, layer upon layer.