Chapter 528: Chief of the Southern Division! King Yuan's Magic Sword

In front of the mountains, rivers and waterfalls, Ha Shiqi displayed the ancient bloodline and majesty of the big dog demon. When he reached the top, he could see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance, which made the three princesses groan.

Rubuqi's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

The usually arrogant third sister didn't even survive a single round in Zhou Dao's hands before she was beaten back to her original form, and she no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of the past.

In an instant, the third princess's strange "ooh" sound rose up, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes charming and low, sometimes intermittent and continuous...

Rubuqi's face was flushed, his eyes widened, and he was hiding his desire to see. The expression on his face gradually changed, from the initial shock, to fear, then curiosity, then excitement, and finally turned into a passion, as if he were a man. A ball of flame, burning the body as if thirsty.

This is an instinct originating from the dog demon.

The third princess was completely subdued by Ha Shiqi. Her eyes narrowed and she seemed to have lost the momentum she had just now. She stuck out her tongue and was unable to resist.

"You bastard, how dare you exploit every opportunity in front of me?"

Ming Zhao shouted loudly, his face finally losing its nerve.

She was a guest of the third princess and came with her to the ancestral land of the Liu family.

Zhou Dao beat the third princess back to her original shape in front of him and allowed Ha Shiqi to drive in. It was simply not giving him face.

As a disciple of Master Nan of the Demon Control Division, how could he endure such blasphemy?

Rumble…

Mingzhao took a step forward, his fingers staggered, as if there were wind and thunder rolling around. In a trance, it seemed like a divine bird was coming, breaking through the rolling red dust, spreading its big wings, blocking out the sky and the sun, and pressing down on Ha Shiqi.

Bang bang bang...

The air exploded, and the wings of the phantom of the divine bird were gilded and as sharp as blades. Ha Shiqi's demonic energy was easily torn apart like tofu in front of it.

Ouch...

The clam Shiqi was deeply rooted and he sat still in the cross-legged position, but there was a fierce light in his eyes. The Xuan Yue mark at the center of his eyebrows released immeasurable light, facing the phantom of the divine bird.

"How dare a pearl of rice shine?"

Ming Zhao was the first to speak, and there were no taboos. The phantom of the divine bird let out a long roar, as if it broke through the infinite clouds, tore apart the vast ancient moon, swallowed the infinite light in one gulp, and grabbed the heavenly spirit of Ha Shiqi directly with its fierce claws.

"Golden Winged Peng King Body!?"

Zhou Dao let out a long roar, his eyes were filled with strange light, and he recognized such a unique skill.

Three thousand years ago, the great age was in full swing, and heroes emerged in large numbers in the world. They were glorious and occupied a single page in the long and glorious chapter of history.

Taizu founded the country, determined the time and space of the cauldron, and listed the monsters in the world into seventy-two holes.

At that time, the strongest among the demon clan was not the [Black Emperor] who had achieved the supreme path, but the most inconspicuous white goose beside the first-generation Souji.

Rumor has it that this big white goose broke the rules of creation and combined the power of the nine divine birds into one body. It can dominate the sky and the earth, and its magical powers can overwhelm the past and present.

This [Golden Winged Peng King Body] is a unique skill left behind by him, reaching the category of peerless minor skills.

Rumble…

The golden-winged Peng King shattered the sky, spread out his dual-wielding hands, and covered the sky and the sun. The terrifying atmosphere suppressed all evil spirits and killed Ha Shiqi.

"Dare the Pearl of the River Clam shine brightly?"

At this moment, Zhou Dao took action.

He shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder.

In an instant, golden light came out of Zhou Dao's body, and there was immeasurable light, ripples of light, like the sun coming down, illuminating all directions in the world.

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, golden light flashed all over his body, attacking wherever his fingertips touched.

Suddenly, the phantom of the roc bird that was killed in the world let out a long roar, and the golden light penetrated Zhaozhan's dual-wielding hands. The golden feathers scattered and scattered, turning into true energy and sweeping across.

"Taiyi Divine Sect, Golden Light Spell!?"

Ming Zhao screamed and recognized it.

He is Master Nan's disciple, and his knowledge is incomparable, so he naturally recognizes this rumored supreme spell.

Behind the Taiyi Sect, the Golden Light Curse has become extinct. He never expected that he would meet a master who knows this spell here today.

The land is eight hundred miles long, and the golden light suppresses hundreds of calamities.

Reciting the Golden Light Mantra can eliminate many karmic difficulties.

Once upon a time, the masters of Taiyi Sect used this spell to be invincible in the world. Wherever the golden light reached, the demons surrendered.

"Okay, I didn't expect that the Taiyi Sect's luck has not ended, and today I met a remnant of this lineage."

Ming Zhao sneered, murderous intent rising in his eyes.

Two thousand years ago, the Tao King held a great sacrifice and the world was in chaos.

The emperor waved his whip, and the war broke out suddenly, destroying Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang sects one after another, among which the Demon Control Division was the top combat force.

Now, having encountered Taiyi's magical power, how could Ming Zhao retreat? He would imitate the lofty sentiments of his predecessors and use his magical power to kill and completely suppress Zhou Dao.

Rumble…

Suddenly, Ming Zhao formed seals with his hands, and the zhenqi in his body roared loudly, as if burning.

Golden flames soared from behind him, and in a trance, the phantom of the divine bird rose into the sky, its appearance changed, and it became a human body with a bird face, holding a vajra, and subdued the devil on the ground.

In an instant, the terrifying shadow fell on Ming Zhao and merged with it. In an instant, his flesh and blood became alive, his true energy boiled like gold, his treasure elephant was majestic, and his killing power reached the sky.

The angry appearance of Jinpeng can burn the demons from all directions.

"kill!"

Ming Zhao shook his true body and punched out, like a golden sun falling to the ground. His strength increased infinitely, directly breaking through the limit of half-step into a gang.

"The roc transforms into a demon, and the god of food destroys the Buddha."

Lu Buqi's face turned pale, and she backed away continuously, with a look of horror in her eyes.

According to ancient legends, the golden-winged roc is a divine bird that is merciful and universal, and can teach all directions. But once the heart is angry, it can transform into demons, feed on dragons, and devour all gods and Buddhas.

When you practice this [Golden Winged Peng King Body] to the extreme, you can transform into an angry body, stimulate the monk's potential, and control the supreme evil power.

"Owner……"

Ha Shiqi pressed down on the third princess and remained motionless, baring his teeth and roaring.

"Even if the divine bird in the sky comes to the mortal world, it will make you a hairless chicken."

Zhou Dao shouted in a deep voice, his heart beating violently, and the blood was like real fire, filling the whole body along the tendons and stimulating the keel and vertebrae.

In an instant, all the potential and functions of Zhou Dao's body were activated.

"Kagamizo!"

"Twenty-five times increase in combat power!"

At this moment, Zhou Dao's aura was like climbing to the top, shaking the mountains, rivers and waterfalls to the point of collapse, and the imprint accumulated during the Liu family's era was like a torrent erupting, filling the world.

Rubuqi's face was as pale as paper, and he was speechless under the pressure of this terrifying aura.

Liu Nanxing groaned and was swallowed up by the torrent of water.

"Secret method of amplification!? Who are you?" Ming Zhao shouted, a dignified look finally appeared in his eyes.

Even though he had already entered the realm of [Half-Step to Become a Gang], he did not dare to rely on masters who had mastered the secret method of amplification, and the Jinpeng's angry look suddenly hesitated.

"Killing the Buddha in anger, you don't have the supreme courage, what kind of path do you practice, what kind of method do you practice?"

Zhou Dao was cold, with just this thought, Ming Zhao's magical power was broken, and there was no suspense at all.

He took one step forward, and golden light burst out, gathering in Zhou Dao's palm. It was like a big sword swallowing, breaking through the angry look of the golden roc, and the terrifying power penetrated Ming Zhao's body.

"Ahhhh..."

Ming Zhao looked up to the sky and screamed, his lower abdomen was almost gone, his intestines were hanging in the air, and the power of the golden light curse spread all over his body along the edge of the wound, like small swords cutting through his veins and flooding all the major acupoints.

The twenty-five-fold increase in power, combined with the domineering golden light spell, is a feeling that not everyone can bear.

Compared with Ling Shaoyuan back then, Ming Zhao's cultivation was obviously much weaker, so how could he withstand Zhou Dao's overbearing blow! ?

"It's too scary." Rubuqi's eyes trembled, and his delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

She glanced at Zhou Dao, feeling supreme fear in her heart. At this moment, she realized that she was still too shallow to cooperate with such a fierce person.

This person has no inhibitions. He knocked her sister back to her original form with a raised hand, and now he wants to kill fellow members of the Demon Control Division. It is simply lawless.

To cooperate with it is to seek skin from a tiger.

When the strengths of both parties are unequal, this is not called cooperation, but a delivery of food, which may cost all of one's wealth and life.

Rubuqi was shaken in her heart, but she also knew that it was too late to regret it at this time.

The only thing she could do was cooperate.

"This human being..."

The third princess lay on the ground, her limbs limp. Under Ha Shiqi's in-depth explanation, she was completely powerless.

At this moment, he raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Zhou Dao, his heart was already dominated by terror.

She never dreamed that the little girl who was usually not seriously injured could actually defeat such a strong man, and even the masters of the Demon Control Department she brought into the Liu family's ancestral land could easily defeat him.

"It's over, it's over. This is luring the wolf into the house."

The third princess slowly closed her eyes and shed tears of regret.

"The great hatred in this life will never be relieved by death." Ming Zhao dragged his seriously injured body, gritted his teeth, and let out the most vicious roar.

He jumped up and turned into a stream of light, trying to escape from this place.

"You don't have to die ten thousand times, just die immediately."

Zhou Dao circulated his true energy and used the [Thunder Fire Sword]. The thunder raged and the true fire scorched, intertwined and evolved, giving birth to the supreme magic sword, which penetrated towards Ming Zhao's figure.

With such serious injuries, there is no possibility of survival in heaven or on earth.

The thunder-fire magic sword came through the air, and the next moment it was about to kill Ming Zhao, who was running away like a dead dog.

Rumble…

At this moment, something unexpected happened, and a bright sword light rushed out from Ming Zhao's remains, destroying the [Thunder Fire Magic Sword] in an instant.

The terrifying sword light suddenly appeared across the sword of heaven and earth, bright and clear, and a sacred and supreme aura hit his face.

This sword light is like a god or a Buddha. There is no killing, only great freedom and great good fortune.

"Is this!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved.

His eyes widened, and he saw that there was a talisman sealed inside Ming Zhao's body, with the two ancient characters "Nawu" written on it.

At the critical moment of life and death, the mysterious talisman appears, and Nawu turns into a sword to save everything.

"Hahaha...Master's magical power, you are dead..."

Ming Zhao laughed, showing the madness of unexpected joy.

He himself didn't know when this talisman was inserted into his body.

There are five heads of the Demon Control Department. It is rumored that the head of the South possesses a magic sword named [Namo Sword]. It has ancient heritage and contains divine power. It is an important weapon for him to achieve enlightenment.

This [talisman] was engraved with Nan Wujian.

Rumble…

Namo's sword, the sword light is majestic and omnipresent. It is bright and full of warmth as far as the eye can see. It makes people have infinite yearning in their hearts, and they want to be integrated with this sword light that spreads all over the world.

The so-called refuge means letting go of everything and actively dedicating yourself to it.

This kind of sword intention not only saves all living beings, but also achieves self-realization, becoming the supreme and lawless one in the world.

At this moment, no matter it was Rubuqi, the third princess, Ha Shiqi... all of them had empty eyes, as if they had forgotten everything in the world and were about to devote themselves to the supreme sword light.

Even Zhou Dao was trembling, unable to control himself, and wanted to sink into it, unable to extricate himself.

"Namo..."

The mysterious talisman appeared in the sky, and wherever the sword light came, I heard Sanskrit singing in a trance, lingering in my ears.

Zhou Dao's eyes were cracked and his thoughts were clear, but he could not control his body.

In his sight, the majestic sword light finally fell.

"Prince Yuan!?"

Rumble…

At this moment, the green pan treasure bag suddenly burst open, and a majestic sword light rose into the sky, shattering the wind and clouds, shaking the heaven and earth, and stood in front of Zhou Dao.

It was an ancient and strange-shaped sword, with rust stains on it, showing the marks of time.

However, under the pressure of [Namo]'s power, the ancient sword body let out a long roar like a dragon, the mottled rust stains appeared like stars, and the hidden runes suddenly jumped like a real dragon raising its head.

"Prince Yuan's magic sword!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened and he cried out.

Ever since he obtained this magic sword through sacrifice, he has been unable to find a way to uncover its secrets.

Who would have thought that today, as if the Yuan Wang Sword had encountered a formidable enemy, it would manifest itself on its own.

Rumble…

King Yuan's magical sword soared into the sky like a startling dragon, and the brilliant sword light filled the world, colliding with the [Namo Sword Talisman].

Zhou Dao was holding Yuan Wang's magic sword, and the two seemed to be integrated into one. Looking from a distance, he seemed to see a figure standing behind the mysterious talisman, as majestic as a god or Buddha, as immovable as a statue.

Huge pressure hit his face, and Zhou Dao felt that every inch of flesh and blood was being torn apart crazily, and it would completely break apart the next moment.

"Great kindness!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be countless voices shouting between heaven and earth.

Within Liu Nanxing's body, a still silent aura rushed out, like a torrent, gathering and pouring into Zhou Dao's body.

In an instant, he received the blessing of the Liu family's ancestors' brands, and his blood connection allowed him to further control the Yuan King's magic sword.

The two merged and almost turned into a sword light, directly breaking the talisman hanging in the sky.

Bang bang bang...

A loud noise shook the sky, and the magnificent and solemn sword light receded like a tide, and the breath of freedom gradually disappeared.

The cracks on Namo's sword talisman became bigger and bigger, until it finally shattered and turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The aftermath of Yuan Wang's sword rippled like a tidal wave, involving Ming Zhao. The latter screamed and turned into ashes.

call……

Zhou Dao let out a long breath, feeling exhausted all over, as if he had been trampled by ten thousand cows.

However, when he looked down at the Yuan Wang Magic Sword in his hand, it was filled with brilliance.

At this moment, he seemed to have glimpsed the real secret of this sword.

“A blessing in disguise, that’s what it is!”

Zhou Dao grinned, showing a surprised smile.

…

Capital City, the headquarters of the Demon Control Division.

In an inconspicuous hall, three thousand oil lamps illuminated the ancient temple.

At the top, a man sits cross-legged, wearing a robe, with a compassionate face, and his narrow eyes showing compassion for the world.

Suddenly, an oil lamp in front of him suddenly went out.

"Master, senior brother, he..." Lin Xuejian cried out.

"This sword looks familiar."

The eyes of the man who was sitting cross-legged were condensed, his compassion faded away, and he was like a vajra with angry eyes, and he was ready to kill! !