Chapter 182 Breakthrough With a click, the Wujian Demonic Sword slashed out in an instant, and a meteor-like deep red sword light with endless brilliant demonic light pierced into the natural disaster that was sweeping in from all directions. The extremely cold wave condensed into heavy rain in the sky, and the wind and thunder swept through with a roar, piercing through and destroying the violent wind and cold wave. The void exploded with a loud bang, and thousands of cracks appeared in the void, swallowing up the falling scorching golden suns. The natural disaster magic versus the celestial disaster, two terrifying magical powers that represent the destruction of heaven and earth continue to collide and roar. Countless disasters broke out one after another, and the deep red magic knife in Fuxi's palm slashed down again. The endless disasters in the void turned into a torrent and rolled back. The natural disaster magic controlled the disasters in the sky, and Fuxi swallowed all the disasters in the sky with his own natural disaster magic. Countless carvings representing disasters continued to emerge on the crimson magic knife, and black scratches appeared on the crimson blade. Fuxi's natural disaster magic was only incomplete after all. Facing the celestial disaster that evolved from the combined power of seven great powers and the mighty power of heaven and earth, he could only barely suppress it. All these celestial disasters have now been dragged into the Wujian Demon Sword. Fuxi needs time to completely eliminate these celestial disasters, so for the next period of time, the Wujian Demon Sword will not be able to exert its full strength. The celestial disaster in the formation space represents the third scene among the Eight Great Scenes of the Supreme Being, Zhong Hua Shen Xiu. Fuxi looked at the formation space around him that was gradually undergoing various changes again, his eyes deep.
Fuxi didn't know how many of the eight scenes of the Supreme Scenery these seven people of Guangchengzi could evolve, but Fuxi was not prepared to respond passively like this. He didn't know what was going on with his current Demon Ancestor who had to endure passively all the time. The darkness expanded, hell descended, and the layers of hell with the majestic magic truth were like red and black flowers of the other shore blooming in the darkness. With a surge of mighty power that far surpassed the top-level innate spiritual treasures, the endless golden sun and silver moon generated in the formation space disappeared completely amid waves of decadent demonic sounds. The scene of the bright moon and sun only appeared for a breath of time before it was crushed by the power of hell. The overlapping black and red were constantly expanding and tearing apart, and the boundless formation space was filled with the black and red hell in just three breaths. As hell expanded, the continued evolution of the formation space was greatly restricted. In just one breath, the volume of hell expanded tenfold. After ten breaths, the black and red hell shook violently, and the extremely deep aura forcibly tore apart the invisible formation. The long-lost light of day shone on Fuxi, and the dark red hell turned into a towering red spider lily behind Fuxi. The terrifying and extremely deep demonic nature was howling in all directions. Guangchengzi, Ningfengzi, Chisongzi, Gouchen, Ziwei, Shenxiao and Maitreya, the seven great masters in the Taiyi realm, looked at Fuxi with pale faces, looking calm and composed, and felt a sense of urgency. Even the Great Chi Xuandu Eight Scenery Array that brought together the seven of them and carried the three paths of gods, immortals and Buddhas could not suppress Fuxi. They really had no other options. Fuxi looked at Guangchengzi and the other seven people. The hell behind them, which had transformed into the red spider lily, swayed slightly. The power from hell was corroding towards Guangchengzi and the other seven people. "The Great Sun Mixed Hole, the Gold and Silver Haoyang!" A majestic sound of heaven rang out, and the golden and silver moon-shaped axe, which was extremely masculine and strong, and melted countless masculine and masculine energies between heaven and earth, fell from the sky and slashed towards the ever-expanding hell. The boundless black and red was torn apart, leaving a golden and silver wound, and pieces of slender and enchanting petals fell and withered, turning into nothing. The layers of demonic energy in front of Fuxi exploded, annihilating the roaring great yang force. Fuxi looked at the Shinto Emperor who was wearing blue clouds, white clothes, a jade belt, a golden pipe, and a golden robe. His eyes became extremely deep. Fuxi had seen this Shinto Emperor before, but the last time he saw him was just a projection of his phantom body, while this time he appeared in person. "You come here in person. You really value this Western Continent." Fuxi looked at Donghuang and spoke in a calm tone, with a tremendous demonic power surging in his eyes, swallowing up all the extremely yang true meaning that was constantly exploding and radiating from the other party. "I am not focusing on the Western Continent, but on the Demonic Path. Once the Demonic Path flourishes, it will inevitably pose a great threat to the great world. I am here to confirm your thoughts." Donghuang looked at Fuxi in front of him. Donghuang's will came from the god Taiyi, or it could be said that Taiyi and Donghuang were actually the same person, but they just represented different aspects of Taiyi in different states.
The lofty realm of Taoism from Taiyi enabled Donghuang to sense the extremely terrifying and profound demonic energy in Fuxi's body. Judging from the level of the demonic energy and the depth of the demonic nature, Fuxi, who had transformed into the ancestor of the devil in hell, was not weaker than Luohou at all. "Are you worried that I really want to expand the magic path and help the magic path expand abroad?" Fuxi looked at Donghuang, knowing what he meant, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Taiyi, Yuanshi and Fuxi had previously joined forces to help Moluo, preparing to let Moluo tear apart the evil path. After helping Moluo, Fuxi personally transformed himself into the Demon Ancestor of Hell. If the Demonic Path really gave birth to two Demon Ancestors at once, then even if the gods, immortals and Buddhas joined forces, they would not be able to restrain the Demonic Path's extremely expanding power. "It's not impossible. Neither He nor Yuanshi dare to underestimate you. You can suddenly become the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, and naturally you can also serve as the second Demon Ancestor of the Demonic Path." Donghuang said something that Fuxi could not refute. No matter what Fuxi himself thought, this was a possibility. Even if Fuxi destroyed the Seven Heavens Demon Palace, if a top-level powerful being like Fuxi really wanted to join the Demonic Path sincerely, then the increase in the overall strength and potential of the Demonic Path would absolutely be enormous. "Even if Mo Luo achieves the status of Demon Ancestor, it will be difficult for him to compete with Luo Hou in a short period of time. Even the Hell Demon Ancestor that I incarnate cannot shake Luo Hou's position in the magic world." "If we want to deal with the original First Demon Ancestor, only the Second Demon Ancestor and the Third Demon Ancestor can unite to bring him down. This is my plan." Donghuang looked at Fuxi and fell into silence, as if he was thinking about the truth of Fuxi's words. Fuxi looked at Donghuang and suddenly chuckled: "In fact, you don't need to worry too much about the growth of the demon path. Isn't your Donghuang face an incarnation evolved to deal with the growth of the demon path? Yuanshi also has a Yuxu Dao body to deal with the demon path." “Even if Mo Luo and I really devote ourselves to the devil’s way, you and Yuan Shi should have the confidence to suppress and kill both of us, right?” (End of this chapter)