True Immortal of the Netherworld

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, rolled his black eyes and said with some dissatisfaction: "How come you all have a mission, and only my master Xu Xiaoxian and I, Ming Lin, are left. I, Ming Lin, don't like to watch theater, I want to fight ”

As he spoke, Ming Lin popped out a dragon claw, his fingertips shining like blades.

Xu Yang turned around and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Then he took a step forward and continued: "I think the task distribution this time is very reasonable. Everyone appears at the right key points, and our plan will be able to get twice the result with half the effort. As a disciple of the Tiangui Sect, I can assist the ghosts from the side. Senior Brother Gu Zan can control the formation power of Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave and wait for opportunities."

When Ming Lin saw Xu Yang speaking, he changed the topic and said: "As expected of my Ming Lin's master, he is a man of foresight, unparalleled skill, handsomeness, and incomparable. I want to make the finale together with my master."

Although Xu Yang felt a little embarrassed when Ming Lin said this, he felt quite relieved and smiled confidently.

Qing Xiaoyu chuckled, and then said: "Very good. In this way, everyone present is perfectly involved. With everyone's joint efforts, we can definitely send the Seven Evil Beasts back to the Yuan Demon Realm."

After a pause, Qing Xiaoyu took two steps forward, came to the opposite side of the purple-robed man, and said bluntly: "This time we will cooperate, although I am worried about you. I think it is best for you to take command.

The man in purple robe said: "As the Demon Lord of the Western Region, I have always kept my grudges clear and I do what I say. Since we choose to cooperate, of course it will be up to me to take command."

Qing Xiaoyu looked back at Xu Yang and others.

Without further ado, everyone had to choose to trust the man in purple robe for once.

Seeing that no one objected, Qing Xiaoyu said, "Tell me the specific action plan."

The purple-robed man said: "I first touched the four formations with the power of the magic pattern and led the power of the formations to the nameless valley where we are. Next, I need you to guide the power of the formations and use the sealing power of the formations against Just target the monster in the sky. According to my judgment, it should be possible to temporarily seal the power of the monster for a short period of time. After that, I will use the time when the monster's power is sealed to perform the counter-summoning technique. The evil beast will be sent back to the Yuan Demon Realm, but there will be some uncertainty, so everyone needs to adapt accordingly."

"The two of us will fully assist the Demon Lord in completing his plan." The eagle-armored Demon General and the Saint in White behind the purple-robed man said in unison.

The two of them knew that the Demon Lord of the Western Region had borrowed their power from the Seven Demons before. Compared to summoning the Seven Demon Beasts, it would be even more difficult to summon it back.

The purple-robed man's cloak flew behind him, and he soared into the air.

High in the sky, the man in purple robe used his hands to move the spell, and on his fingertips, streaks of light from the devil's path kept spinning. If you look carefully, you will see that there is a meticulous purple lion mark on every magic rune.

Thousands of years ago, Qing Xiaoyu had seen the domineering magic power of the purple-robed man. Today, I saw the man in purple robe casting a spell with my own eyes again, and I couldn't help but whisper: "It's the unique power of the demon lord's mark from the demon lord of the Western Region - the purple lion mark."

As the man in purple robe casts spells, there are more and more purple lion demon patterns in the sky. They are connected into pieces, twisting and grouping together in an orderly manner.

Not long after, four purple lions with a size of seven to eight feet condensed in the sky. These four purple lions each occupy one direction. Although they are magic patterns, they are like living creatures. They have long manes at their bloody mouths, hooked claws and arched backs. Their heads are raised and their tails are wagging, showing their domineering aura.

The purple lion magic pattern was just formed, and the man in purple robe chanted the magic spell: "The devil soul is the guide, the devil's glory, the family emblem, the purple lion mark..."

Without stopping for a moment, the purple-robed man opened his mouth and spit out four streams of divine soul essence.

The light and shadow of the four purple lions fell in the sky.

The next moment, the eyes of the four purple lions suddenly lit up, and their eyes sparkled, as if a divine lion was nodding its eyes.

"go!"

The four purple lions seemed to understand the purple-robed man's order and flew away in four directions. The speed is so fast that it is countless times faster than a flying bird.

Located on a Gobi desert in the Green Fire Demonic Domain, five pagodas are like five tall stone Buddhas quietly guarding them. They are the Five Buddha Vajra Formation.

At this time, a purple lion's light and shadow fell from the sky.

Jingle dong, jingle dong, jingle dong….

The gilt Buddha bells on the eaves of the pagoda began to stir in unison, their voices rushing, quickly predicting the invasion of the power of the devil.

"boom!"

The light and shadow of the purple lion in the sky suddenly exploded, turning into countless purple mark lights and shadows of several inches in size. For a moment, it looked like purple snow falling from the sky, covering the entire Five Buddha Vajra Formation.

Puff puff puff, puff puff puff...

As soon as countless purple marks touch the surface of the pagoda, they are imprinted on it, creating a purple lion pattern.

The restraining power of the formation on the surface of the pagoda was instantly touched, golden brilliance flowed, and pale golden Sanskrit characters flashed.

Some of the previous purple marks were melted by the Buddhist power emanating from the Sanskrit characters on the surface of the pagoda, turning into balls of purple air and scattering.

But as more and more purple marks were imprinted on the five pagodas, the entire formation began to tremble violently.

On the Gobi Desert, the ground shook, and every small grain of sand jumped.

"Long!"

With a thunderous sound, a huge golden river of light shot out from the tallest pagoda in the middle of the Gobi Desert.

In the golden river of light, countless golden Sanskrit characters jumped like golden carp.

At the same time, the sound of reciting sutras came from the long golden river.

"Mimi, coax me..."

Just like a thousand years ago, thousands of monks guarding the Vajra Formation of Five Buddhas chanted sutras in unison.

Astonishingly, the river of golden Buddhist scriptures swept away the purple marks that came towards it, soared into the sky, and headed straight towards the nameless valley.

...

In the green fire demon domain, in the center of the green wind grassland.

The altar of Confucianism and Heaven stands among them. The altar is made of huge smooth white stones and is divided into three floors, with a small top and a large bottom. There are some complicated ancient Confucian seal scripts engraved on the surface.

The white altar lies quietly on the green grassland, which is very eye-catching. Viewed from a distance, it looks like the white clouds on the horizon are resting on the grassland. From a closer look, it looks more like three huge books stacked on top of each other, recording thousands of years of unknown secrets.

At this time, the light and shadow of a purple lion roared from far to near.

When the light and shadow of the purple lion came to the sky above the Confucian Temple.

The purple lion roared, and its body spread out, turning into countless purple marks that covered it like a torrential rain.

The Rutian Holy Altar was quite spiritual, and the formation restrictions activated on their own, shaking suddenly.

The ancient Confucian seal characters engraved on the surface of the altar began to rotate rapidly, and they were connected into pieces, like ink and wash. After a while, a large ink pattern appeared.

In the ink painting, on the bank of willows, a Confucian scholar stands holding a scroll, opposite a river rippling with spring water, creating a natural charm.

Immediately afterwards, the entire picture suddenly twisted and turned into a black mass, as if it had been altered with a huge ink pen.

Suddenly, a ten-foot-sized brush suddenly appeared.

Then appeared on the surface of the altar.

The shadow of the brush quickly turned around, using the void as paper, and sprayed out countless silver seal characters. The silver seal characters connect to the dragon, which is full of powerful and awe-inspiring power unique to Confucianism.

The next moment, the mighty silver dragon soared into the sky, broke through the purple mark in the sky, and headed straight towards the nameless valley.

...

Within the Green Fire Demon Realm, there is a place of demon blood, where streaks of blood-red magma flow on the ground, resembling demon blood.

In the center of the Demon Blood Land, an extremely tall red stone mountain stands.

If you look at it from a very far distance, you can clearly see that the shape of the mountain is like a giant sword inserted upside down. The lower half of it was submerged in the Demon Blood Land, and the upper half was submerged in the clouds.

High in the sky, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and blue lights shuttled continuously. If you look carefully, you will see that there are extremely huge and sharp swords.

This mountain is the Sword Spirit Mountain where Qing Yuzi sacrificed his body and cooperated with the Qinglian Dao Formation to channel spirits thousands of years ago.

At this moment, a purple lion's light and shadow roared towards him.

As soon as the purple lion's light and shadow approached Sword Spirit Mountain, it let out a roar.

Immediately afterwards, the purple lion's light and shadow disintegrated, turned into countless purple marks, and fell towards the location of Sword Spirit Mountain.

At the top of Sword Spirit Mountain, the endless river of sword intent suddenly smelled the invasion of demonic power.

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz, thousands of sword intentions resonated.

The next moment, the sword intention condensed, and the light and shadow of a huge Tao sword with a height of one hundred feet suddenly appeared out of thin air.

On the surface of the Dao sword, green lotus patterns sparkled, and among the green lotuses, a slender and strong herring phantom moved up and down.

"Xiao——"

With a dragon roar, the Baizhang Dao Sword turned into a green dragon sword shadow and slashed down. The sword's strong wind exploded, and the purple marks that came were torn into pieces.

Without pausing, the Baizhang Qinglong Sword Shadow flew away, aiming at the nameless valley where Xu Yang and others were.

...

In a large area located in the south of the Green Fire Demon Realm, there stands a large ghost formation.

This formation is built according to the mountains and looks like a huge tomb. There is a large amount of gray ghost fog lingering over the formation, making it difficult for people to see the clues. It was the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave Formation arranged by the Tiangui Sect in the Green Fire Demon Realm.

At this moment, the light and shadow of a purple lion flew over the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.

The purple lion's eyes lit up, and he let out a roar with echoes.

Immediately, the purple lion's light and shadow exploded on its own, spreading out countless inch-sized purple marks and covering them towards the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave formation.

The formation restrictions of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave Formation were suddenly touched by the power of external demonic power.

For a moment, ghost mist billowed on the surface of the formation, and there were bursts of ghost cries.

"Buzz!"

The entire formation trembled, and countless black ghost runes were sprayed out from the surface.

Immediately afterwards, these ghost runes were spliced ​​together in an orderly manner.

Not long after, a huge dark ghost hand that was a hundred feet long appeared.

The five fingers of the ghost hand are as sharp as spears, and ghost auras are constantly hovering on its surface. What's even more terrifying is that the palms of the ghost hands are engraved with living ghost faces, some are bald, some have long tongues, some have flaming hair... there are as many as a hundred.

The ghost hand of Baizhang suddenly grabbed upward, causing a surge of ghost energy.

The sound of banging and banging was endless, and the purple marks collapsed one after another.

Next, the ghost hand of Baizhang hovered in the sky, and its five fingers determined the direction as if spiritually. Then he flew away, aiming in the direction of the nameless valley where Xu Yang and others were.