Chapter 645 The Destruction of the Ten Demon Paths

"They're all idiots!"

Seeing people from the Ten Demon Dao running towards him, Chiyin Yuanjun couldn't help but cursed angrily.

What she scolded was not that these people had chosen a path in a panic, but their choice.

After Yu Wanjing left, she and Hu Tianyue knew what they would face in the future. Even if they felt unhappy, they went to the edge of the lower divine realm to discuss with the Ten Demons to jointly deal with the threat of the Five Turbid Demons.

However, these guys refused outright.

In their opinion, if Tai Sui gets the Wangchuan River Avenue, even the supreme leader of the alliance will turn his back and covet him, not to mention the five turbid demons.

Even if the five turbid demons come, they are not the primary target.

As long as one demon spirit is revived, they will have the power to protect themselves. If Zhang Biao is in danger, it will buy them time.

The ten demon paths originate from the three souls and seven souls, the seven emotions and six desires, and are the negative forces among them. As long as there is a choice, greed and evil thoughts will prevail, and naturally they will not agree to Hu Tianyue.

This is why they have been fighting separately for countless years.

Sometimes, choices determine destiny.

The Ten Devil Dao monks relied on various desires to practice, and their combat power and speed increased faster in the early stage. However, they fell into such a situation because of their wrong choices time and time again.

The same is true now.

They panicked and tried to take refuge in the Wangchuan River. Seeing that Zhang Biao was in seclusion, he could not let them cooperate with the Wangchuan River. Instead, they would become pawns of the evil demon.

Sure enough, after these people rushed towards the Wangchuan River, everyone could clearly feel the terrifying spiritual thoughts of Jian Zhuo Demon. They did not continue to be ruthless, but followed leisurely behind.

Boom!

A sacred mountain appeared first in front of everyone.

This is a weird conical mountain with a hollow center and a magnificent attic. The entire mountain is inlaid with divine crystal eyes, looming, virtual and real, as if it does not exist in this world.

Those who come are the ten evil men who steal doors and steal heavenly buildings.

This demonic sect is the most mysterious among the ten demonic sects.

They are usually masters and apprentices. Whenever they leave the profession, they will disperse and spread to different worlds. They practice alone, and the main sect teaching forum has never appeared in front of others.

But in the God Realm, he could no longer hide it.

Piotian Tower is good at concealment. This sacred mountain is difficult to detect in the world, but in the divine world, the aura of Tao Yun also makes it impossible to completely hide its tracks.

And they have the smallest number, and their only advantage is their speed.

Thousands of demon cultivators gathered in front of the Piotian Tower in the Holy Mountain. Most of them were wearing special leather robes. Their figures were flickering and their faces were full of fear.

The leaders were two old men.

They were all skin and bones, filled with the air of death, no better than skeletons. A man became so fat that even his facial features completely disappeared.

Both of them are powerful in combination, with the dharma name of Stealing Heaven.

The practice method of Stealing Heaven Tower is to steal all living beings in the world to make up for the deficiencies. When you practice to a certain level, you have to sacrifice something of yourself. Only by artificially causing congenital defects can you continue to steal spiritual charm and reach a higher level.

Of these two people, one sacrificed his own vitality and the other sacrificed his five senses. Although the cost was heavy, to a certain extent, it made them stronger.

At that time, they were able to steal the ten demon spirits and the suppressed divine corpse, all thanks to the two of them.

When they arrived outside the Wangchuan River, the two of them were filled with anxiety. They raised their hands and shouted: "Fellow Taoist Taisui, if you see the great demon Zhuo coming, please let us enter the Wangchuan formation and fight the enemy together."

Hu Tianyue and Chiyin Yuanjun looked cold and were too lazy to say anything more.

Zhang Biao retreated, and the Wangchuan Formation operated on its own. They could only protect themselves and the dragon fleet, and there was nothing else they could do.

Based on the temperament of Mo Dao's gang, I guess they wouldn't believe it if I told them.

Sure enough, seeing that no one was paying attention, the expressions of the two masters of Thieving Heaven instantly turned ferocious, and they roared angrily: "Fellow Taoist, please think carefully. Once we die, you won't be able to survive!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, other demonic forces came out of the air.

Among the Ten Demon Paths, the Wanfajiao was favored by the Five Turbid Demons because of its ability to bend rules and refine magical weapons. He helped his demons achieve the supreme physical body and go to the upper divine realm to lay out their plans.

The Sect of Killing Life and the Sect of Joy have been wiped out, so there are only seven sects left.

Among them, Black Curse Mountain and Shura Island are the most powerful. Their sect's sacred mountain is still preserved. One is surrounded by black light and keeps twisting, and the other is soaked in the sea of ​​blood, and the angry resentment fills the world.

The remaining ones such as Qianbao Pavilion and Lingbao Mountain have long been destroyed. Although Taoist Qianyuan has his own divine ship, it is far inferior to the Dragon Boat.

The Non-Fei Sect and the Brothers Sect are like bandits, stabbing in the back and sowing discord, but their real power is quite different. They all robbed the divine ship of the Five Turbid Demon Sect and hid in the Black Curse Mountain in fear. behind.

As for Miaofan Temple, it is a temple on an island. Some of the nuns and monks inside are laughing and joking, some are frowning, and some are excited, like crazy people.

Being able to follow everyone's actions was only possible because their remaining powerful Five Bodhisattvas were in charge of the situation, otherwise they would have dispersed long ago.

Although they have declined, these seven families can be considered a huge force when combined. With Black Curse Mountain and Shura Island as the center, they can barely form a large formation.

Of course, they did not dare to enter the Wangchuan River.

The gathering of many demonic energies has already triggered a large-scale reaction in the Wangchuan River. In the dark river water, huge whirlpools appeared one after another, and there were roaring waves. Just watching from a distance, it seemed that the soul would be sucked away by it.

"Fellow Taoist Tai Sui, please come out and meet me!"

Taoist Qianyuan was the best at talking. At this time, he had abandoned all his powerful demeanor and stepped forward, bending down and holding his hands, almost begging.

However, Wangchuan Hanoi never responded.

The Wangchuan Formation has been activated, and there is not much Chiyin Yuanjun and the others can do, except condense an ice crystal dome to protect the dragon fleet from being infected by evil thoughts.

After calling for a long time, no one answered. Everyone in the Demonic Path had a gloomy look on his face, and they were shouting curses, almost crazy, and saying all the unpleasant things.

But soon, they shut up.

A terrifying demonic thought slowly descended from far to near.

Phew~

In the dark space, something seemed to be stirring, the spiritual energy was flowing crazily, and the cold wind was roaring.

Click!

The mountains frozen in the distance were shattered layer by layer.

In the darkness, a huge creature slowly appeared.

It was a towering god, with his lower body like a Bodhisattva in a temple, sitting on a black lotus throne, and above his neck was a giant meat ball, which seemed to be made of dark mucus, with faces of various races, like fish Swimming around on the surface, with a weird smile on his face, reciting all kinds of strange scriptures...

The evil demon finally appears!

No one knows what race the other person is.

This weird thing beyond comprehension made everyone feel chilly.

What's even more frightening is that the scriptures recited by the other party cannot be protected even by a large formation, and they keep getting into everyone's mind, tearing at their souls.

Although it is just a clone, it is like the real thing. The turbid demonic energy surges outward crazily, forming a huge divine realm.

Within the scope of its divine domain, even the spiritual energy of the divine world has been infected, turning into various weird head shadows, flying up and down with black light, and chanting weird scriptures.

Not only that, there were two huge divine crystal coffins on both sides of him. One could vaguely see the remains of the Demonic Spirit of the Killing Cult and its original god.

Because the Huanximen demon spirit had been suppressed by Zhang Biao, the other coffin only contained a strange divine corpse.

On top of the two divine crystal coffins, there was a mountain of densely packed heads. They were the demon cultivators who had been killed by the Killing Sect and Huanxi Sect.

The scary thing is that their heads seem to still have consciousness, their faces are distorted, full of pain and madness, and they are chanting those weird scriptures.

It should be some kind of special seal.

"ah--!"

Screams continued to sound, and a large number of demon cultivators fell to the ground in pain on the Demonic Mountain and the Divine Ship, covering their heads, and the look of madness in their eyes became more and more intense.

The demonic masters felt chilled in their hearts.

They finally knew why the Slaughter Sect and the Huanxi Sect fell in such a short period of time.

After Jian Zhuo, the Great Demon, achieved supreme status, his demonic aura merged with Tao, and his power was far beyond their imagination.

This is an essential gap. Even if everyone unites, there is no chance of winning.

"Walk!"

Without saying a word, Taoist Qianyuan controlled the divine ship and rushed into the Wangchuan River.

The Wangchuan Formation has been activated. Although it is dangerous, it seems that it is their only chance of survival at the moment.

Seeing someone fleeing, the others no longer wanted to resist. They controlled the sacred mountain and the sacred ship and rushed into the Wangchuan River.

A strange smile appeared on the moving faces of the great demon Zhuo Zhuo. He stopped reciting scriptures, and his demonic energy and divine domain also shrank, and he followed behind slowly.

His plan was simple, to use these people as bait to divert himself from the attack of the Wangchuan Formation.

Everyone in the Demonic Way also knows it, but under the suppression of absolute power, there is no other way to go.

Sure enough, they suffered disaster as soon as they entered the formation.

The sacred mountains and sacred ships they were riding on contained the remains of demon spirits and gods, and all kinds of demonic energy continued to escape outwards, making it impossible to control them.

These are their assets to protect themselves.

With the help of magic energy, various powerful spells can be performed.

But after entering the Wangchuan Formation, it became a drag.

The invasion of the power of the heretic gods caused the Forgotten River Formation to completely erupt, and the terrifying black giant blades roared into the air and pounced on everyone from all directions.

The Right and Wrong Gate and the Brothers Gate are the most unlucky.

Their divine ship was snatched from the Five Turbid Demon Cult. It was not a high-end gadget, but was powered by demonic energy.

Almost instantly, the formation on the ship was washed away, and the black ice quickly condensed, freezing them into lumps of ice. They fell into the Wangchuan River with a pop and disappeared.

"Quick, abandon ship!"

Taoist Qianyuan's heart was bleeding, but he roared and rose into the sky.

He knew that the remains of the demon spirits and gods might not be saved.

Without these, they have no hope of turning around.

But right now, saving lives is more important.

His reminder was still a little late. The second batch of unlucky ones was Miaofan Temple. Although the leader Wuyang Bodhisattva escaped, the remaining monks, together with the Miaofan Temple island, were frozen and sank into the river.

The same was true for Taoist Qianyuan. He easily avoided it, but he could only watch helplessly as his divine ship was swallowed up by the Forgotten River Formation.

Only Black Curse Mountain and Shura Island are still barely resisting.

Their idea is very simple. Jian Zhuo Damo just wants to use them to travel. As long as they carry the other party to find Tai Sui, they can find a chance to escape.

Soon, the clone of Jian Zhuo Great Demon also entered the Wangchuan River.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, the Forgotten River Formation also did not let him go. The huge black waves set off and rushed towards him from all directions.

Jian Zhuo Damo frowned, looked at the two divine crystal coffins in the divine domain, and decisively abandoned them.

Sure enough, the target of the Wangchuan Formation immediately shifted, and then he gathered his divine realm, passed through the layers of giant waves, and headed towards Youqian City...