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Text 125 The Evil King

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    Demon Buddha Sword Lord stood still, and everyone who followed him naturally stopped as well.  Just looking at the young man standing suddenly, he was a little confused.

    At this moment, everyone is on a road. Although it is not official at times, it is still spacious.  And even in this severe winter, the snow on the road has been trampled away by pedestrians. It can be seen that there are many pedestrians on this road, and it should naturally lead to Tongdu Dayi.  When everyone came to the road just now, they could occasionally meet passers-by. But now it was getting late and the road had gradually become quiet. At this moment, there was no one else except everyone.  [com]

    "Twelve, what's wrong?" On the long road, walking together quietly, Changsun Wuji was indeed a wise man of the generation, and he had gradually put aside the overbearing and domineering appearance of the young man at the moment.  In his eyes, twelve is still twelve, even if he changes his appearance, he is still twelve!

    "Someone is blocking the road." Along the way, Changsun Wuji was not only overcoming his doubts, but the young man was also trying to adapt to this time, which was different from his previous experiences.

    Since the achievement of the Heart Lamp, every time the boy uses the power of thunderbolt, he has done so through the Heart Lamp.  The slow and peaceful operation of the heart lamp always allows the young man to fully exert his power within the scope of his own abilities.  But this time it was different.  Not to mention that the young man used external force to forcibly stimulate the operation of the heart lamp when his body was broken and all his veins were broken.  The power used this time alone is completely different from the past.

    The powers used in the past seemed to be borrowed from the power of Thunderbolt characters through the magic of time travel, but those powers were accumulated bit by bit by young people over many years.  Therefore, if you really want to say it, these powers are the boy's own powers, but they are just used to imitate the character and power of Pili in a way that is so magical that it is indescribable.  But this time the power of the Demon Buddha is very different from before!

    This time, apart from part of the power of the evil spirit that was slowly absorbed by accident in the past, the rest was all poured into the young man's body by Pi Shou Xuan's repeated attacks.  It's just that it is forcibly restrained and used by the magical heart lamp.  The same goes for the Buddhist holy power. Except for those that were absorbed in Buddhist temples in the past and have been collected for personal use, most of them are still the purest and most common ones in Nalanruo. I don¡¯t know how many generations have passed.  The Buddhist holy power accumulated by real monks!

    It is precisely because of this that when the boy demonstrated the power of the Demon Buddha, although he summoned an evil-minded Demon Buddha who was not a swordsman, he also endured unimaginable pain and suffering.  Not only does the person's body seem to be being burned by holy flames and demonic fires all the time, but the heart lamp in the sea of ??consciousness is roaring endlessly, as if there is a wild monster imprisoned in it, trying to struggle to escape.  !

    But the most important point is that after the power of the devil and Buddha penetrated the whole body, showing the oppressive and domineering power of the one-page book, and killing the Buddha and the devil with his broken body, the power that these teenagers could not completely control could not  It was absorbed, recycled and nourished by the heart lamp as usual, but instead it just kept flowing back and forth in the boy's body.  As a result, the boy has remained in the form of a demonized one-page book until now, unable to change!

    With the burning of the holy flame and the demonic fire, the impact of the power surging within his body, and the influence of the tyrannical temperament of the demonized one-page book, the young man at this moment was naturally suffering deeply.  But there are good and bad in everything. Although the young man was extremely uncomfortable, the surging holy power and demonic fire of the Demonized One-page Book was burning the young man's body and slowly increasing the strength of the young man's body. Moreover,  That extraordinary power is naturally at work all the time.

    And just when the young man was feeling the strengthening of his body and silently working hard to run his heart lamp to absorb the energy of Buddha and Demon, he suddenly found a vague aura coming from the distance in front of him.

    Feeling the devilish yet Buddha-like aura in front of him, the young man was thoughtful.

    "Who is here?" He asked in a deep voice. The young man seemed to be pulled by the wild and demonic intention, and his eyes were filled with blood.

    "I think it must be Sword Lord." A faint voice came from the front, and a clear figure slowly came in the mist, "It looks very different from the rumors!"

    As soon as the voice sounded, everyone else was not doing well, but Shi Qingxuan's expression turned extremely ugly.  She would never forget this sound.  She didn't know whether to love or hate this person.

    "Evil King Shi Zhixuan?" Looking at the middle-aged scribe who was slowly approaching, Demon Buddha Sword Lord asked softly.

    "I heard that there are endless famous generals and warriors in your history. Do you know that I don't believe it at all?" Walking slowly, Shi Zhixuan talked like an old friend, but in his ordinary way, he made everyone know his name.  People's scalp is numb.  Because no one knows what the most extreme and craziest genius in the Demon Sect is thinking.

    "yes?  "Hearing that the other party came up and exposed his rumors, the young man was not surprised at all. He just responded coldly.

    "You said that Yishui Tower is mentioned in the history, but it was created by Jing Ke. Don't you know the origin of Butian Pavilion? The wind is rustling and Yishui is cold, but you have a good name!" In the blink of an eye, the name shocked the devil.  Shi Zhixuan, the evil king of the two sects and six paths, came to the crowd and scanned the crowd with indifferent and sad eyes.

    "So what?" Just like the toughness of the magic book, the young man choked back, with his black hair flying, but he had the aura to take action if he disagreed.

    "Hey, how is Qingxuan now?" Ignoring the young man's imposing manner, Shi Zhixuan looked at Shi Qingxuan, who had a gloomy expression, and asked softly.

    "I'm fine!" Looking at the man who was her father in front of her with a complicated expression, Shi Qingxuan snorted coldly as her heart surged.

    "But I made you suffer." Shi Zhixuan seemed to turn a blind eye to Shi Qingxuan's coldness, and Shi Zhixuan's tone seemed to be filled with endless sadness and memories, "As long as you feel good, that's fine. If you are unhappy, Qingxuan will come  Tell your father."

    "Huh!" Looking at the sad man in front of her, Shi Qingxuan couldn't bear to say more hurtful words, but the resentment in her heart was difficult to resolve, and in the end she just snorted coldly.

    "Do you know why I came to you?" Seeing Shi Qingxuan's indifference towards him, the famous Evil King shook his head, sighed, and turned around.

    "Why?" The young man said coldly with his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at Shi Zhixuan's every slight movement.

    "If I say that I just want to see who the person who told this big lie is, can you believe it?" He walked to the roadside and looked at the dead tree in Yuan Yezhong that was full of meaning. Shi Xie Wang said in his tone  faint.

    "I don't believe it!" Jian Jun shook his head and said firmly.

    "Then why does Lord Jian think I came to see you this time?" Seeing the young man's cheerful answer, Shi Zhixuan smiled freely.

    "I don't know." Jianjun frowned.

    "You killed my men and kidnapped my only daughter. Do you think I should come to you?" Seeing that the young man had no intention of seeking knowledge, Shi Zhixuan sneered and shook his head.

    "That's it." After listening to Shi Zhixuan's words, Jianjun nodded in understanding. The other party's reasons were very sufficient.

    "But after meeting Qingxuan, I changed my mind." Shi Zhixuan's eyes looked at Shi Qingxuan again, full of tenderness.

    "There is no need to show mercy to the evil king, Sword Lord is looking forward to a battle!" Sword Lord did not appreciate Shi Zhixuan's words.  He is a paranoid person, and he is even more influenced by the arrogant character of The Demonic Page Book. How could he accept such pitiful words?  With a wave of his hands, countless copper Buddha sands flowed around him like a long river.

    Looking with great interest at the river of copper sand surrounding the young man that was as agile as a long snake, Shi Zhixuan couldn't help but admire: "The wonder of your skills is only seen by me. Although I know the origin of my Butian Pavilion,  But I have to believe in the existence of your historical fiction! Not only me, but everyone in the world has believed in the existence of that illusory historical fiction in a short period of time. Your unpredictable skills should be the first to succeed.  !¡±

    "Really?" With Buddha's light in one hand and magic cloud in the other, the young man's eyes opened and closed with a fierce momentum, but he did not comment on Shi Zhixuan's words.

    "That's right!" Shi Zhixuan nodded, "If it weren't for your unpredictable martial arts and swordsmanship, how could this sudden history be regarded as a holy place by most people? But even so, it can't affect the righteous people and my holy sect.  Why are you doing this?"

    Seeing that Shi Zhixuan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, still had no intention of fighting under his own pressure, the young man finally made fists with both hands and waved his sleeves. A powerful force swept through the place where the copper sand river converged, and the crazy black hair calmed down again.

    "Back then, King You of Zhou smiled for a beauty, and the war was raging frequently. He played with the princes. Did the evil king know?"

    "King You of Zhou played tricks on the princes and destroyed the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty. Shi knew it." Shi Zhixuan nodded.

    "What happened now is no different from King Zhou You!" Seeing Shi Zhixuan nodding, the young man's eyes flashed with blood.
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