Chapter 104 Inadvertently "Alliance, Sanshengling wants to form an alliance with me?" Wu Yong lowered his eyes and chuckled, glancing at the three monsters in the field. The Scorpion Demon and the Blood God Son stood on the left and right, glaring at them hungrily. The old yellow-fanged elephant in the arena also had a solemn expression on his face. The Stone King, who was still in the barrier, looked at the field thoughtfully, but his heart was filled with unusual turmoil. The Scorpion Demon was the first one who couldn't hold back. The illusion of a purple scorpion coiling around a mountain behind him rose up. He swung his purple crystal scorpion tail, and in an instant the scorpion was split into two, and then two into four. The illusory poisonous stings were like needles from a rainstorm, and it was impossible to tell the real from the fake. The densely packed poisonous stings indiscriminately pierced where the old elephant and the other two were standing. The Blood God slapped the air with his right hand, and suddenly a bloody hand a hundred feet long stretched out from the ground, with a bloody smell everywhere, and slapped the Yellow-fang Elephant King with one palm. One on the left and one on the right, the poisonous sting comes first, followed by the bloody palm. The old elephant had a cold expression on his face. Facing the attack from the two men, he took several steps back. He clenched his right arm, pressed his fist back, and his body was as solid as a cast. He immediately threw out a punch. The steel-cast monster body suddenly generated a tremendous force of tens of millions of pounds. As soon as he punched, the air was instantly distorted. A hundred-foot-long air wave was instantly pushed out from his fist, and the shadow of the scorpion demon's tail was dispersed with one punch.
Facing the bloody palm with a tricky imprint, he also threw another punch, easily defeating the bloody hand, turning it into a bloody rain that fell all over the ground. At this moment, the Scorpion Demon's temptation was over, and he stood up in a flash and stood on top of the Yellow Fang Old Elephant. A pair of purple spikes suddenly appeared in his palms, and the two spikes were like halberds, pressing down directly, with such great force that the Yellow Fang Old Elephant was unable to resist for a while. "drink!" "Little Scorpion, don't be so impatient. Are you trying to win credit from your new master?" The old demon smiled ferociously. He had an elephant head and a human body, ten feet tall, with dozens of rings strung on his arms. He crossed his arms in front of him, blocking the Scorpion Demon's attack from above. While wrestling, the Scorpion Demon waved his arms, and transformed from a young girl into a 10-foot-tall slender figure of white jade with delicate complexion. On his 10-foot-tall body, he was wearing a set of hot, close-fitting purple armor. His tall and slender body swayed with every step, and the marks of stinging, poison, fire, and gold on his body lit up, making him look like a god on earth, shining brightly. The slender wrists held the thorns and pressed down, and they immediately turned into two huge claws. As soon as the claws appeared, the arm ring that the old elephant was in contact with could not withstand the huge force of the claws, and a crackling sound was heard! "I have also endured years of hardship in purgatory, old elephant!" "Why do you think that I can't defeat you head-on now?" The scorpion demon shook his arms, and the shadow of his scorpion claws chopped down the old elephant, forcing it to retreat several steps. One hundred years ago, when she had just cultivated a Taoist body and became a demon king, she dared to sting the two of them repeatedly under the suppression of the green lion and the old elephant when faced with a huge gap in their strength. Not to mention that he practiced for another hundred years, and then went to the Yan Valley Melting Prison, melting iron liquid and copper balls, swallowing poisonous mercury and cinnabar, and refining a golden body with Wu Yong. She really was not afraid of the green lion, white elephant, and the golden roc old monster! After forcing the old elephant back with one attack, they became more aggressive, their pair of purple spikes dancing in the wind, and their two purple turtles struck from top to bottom and left to right in the air. After the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves, the entire ground was overturned, with broken rocks and wood flying everywhere. "it is good!" The old elephant took two steps back and glanced coldly at the Blood God who was protecting the Scorpion Demon. Then he crossed his palms and grabbed the left and right sides of his arms, tearing off the steel rings of the arm guards that were cracked by the Amethyst Scorpion Claw Dharma Image one by one. Looking at it again, the rough elephant-skin arms looked as if they had been run over by a steel saw, leaving many wounds, with burning sensations and a scorching pain. "I never thought that the fierce little demon who occupied the cliff and was fearless would have reached this point!" The old elephant with yellow teeth sighed. At first, this little scorpion was just a terrifying sting that made everyone around him afraid and unwilling to pay attention to it. But now, after fighting, it has grown into a powerful demon king that he dare not ignore. hum! The Scorpion Demon's fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger. He tied his purple hair behind his head, and from under his slender waist and skirt, his ferocious crimson steel tail coiled up. He had practiced the three major poisons, stinging poison, gold and mercury cracking poison, and earthly evil fire poison, into one.
As for Wu Yong's earnest attempts to teach her how to blend metal and fire and fight poison with poison, the Purple Scorpion King ignored him. When it comes to using drugs, Wu Yong is still far inferior to her! She was not afraid of gold poison or fire poison at all, but was afraid of the scorching heat. After it was refined into the poison sac, it could not hurt her at all. This is the talent of the ancient alien species. Only a monster like her can swallow the poison pill that she and Wu Yong drink every day without any consumption. Now, her most fragile demon body has been tempered to perfection in the Fire Valley Purgatory. She only needs to complete her Dharma appearance. Then she can transform into a great demon king. She really looks down on the few old demons in the Three Sacred Ridges. "I have to sting this elephant king so that Wu Yong can see clearly that I am not a pet vase." The Scorpion Demon's eyes turned cold, and her scorpion tail form coiled behind her, allowing the Blood God Son to go up and fight the yellow-fanged old elephant alone, just waiting for her to take the opportunity to sting him. With just a poisonous sting or a kiss, the old elephant would have to lie down for two days and two nights even if he didn't die instantly! Wu Yong stood on the clouds, looking down at the battle below with cold eyes. After the Blood God Son finished the blood sea, this was the first time he used it. The raging blood soul hand, 18,000 blood god son fractals, cursed blood handprint, human-faced blood bat, boiling blood method... After mastering many forbidden techniques of the sea of blood, he has already reached the level of a true third-level fighter, and is extremely powerful in restraining immortal monks! The three demon kings of the Three Holy Ridge of Yellow Fang Old Elephant are great demon kings whose cultivation is comparable to that of a great wizard in the late third stage. In fact, the cultivation of demons varies. In real comparison, the actual combat power of the Green Lion and the Golden Peng is only on par with an ordinary third-level wizard holding a magic weapon. And it is rumored that the king of the demon country in Xizhou, Huangmei, could not be captured even by the combined efforts of the great magician Jinxia, who was a master of top-grade elixirs, and the great magician Zhenling Heijiao. The difference between the upper and lower limits of a monster's combat power is huge! What surprised Wu Yong the most was the Scorpion Spirit - Zi Ling. He originally thought that her strength was all in the ancient and famous magical power of stinging horses with poison, but he did not expect that her magical power of stinging was extraordinary. After the trip to Yan Valley, he was one step closer. The sorcerers of the four families in the field were even more horrified. In just one stick of incense, two demon kings of the Three Holy Ridges had fallen, and the remaining one looked like it would not be able to escape the siege. Once they were all killed, wouldn't the crisis in Beishan be naturally resolved? "Stop it!" "The old elephant is much stronger than your two brothers." Wu Yong held the nine-section bamboo staff in one hand, and the circling fire crows immediately turned into red clouds and streams of light and flew into his palm, transforming into a red-silver crane-head pot! The people below immediately stopped upon hearing this. It was because of the towering sacred tree that it took only three strikes to collapse the Two Saint Demon Kings. People could only criticize in their hearts and dared not disobey. "As for forming an alliance, there is no need for that!" "I think you should have a general idea of what the Qingyun Realm will face. You are one of the biggest sources of vested interests in the Great Wilderness. If the Immortal Path wants to control this piece of cloud land, it will inevitably offend the source." "Why would I form an alliance with you? To kill the immortal cultivators of our continent, and then wait for the wrath of the True Lords to send down a thunderbolt that will smash the entire Southern Continent into pieces?" Wu Yong chuckled, and the purple cloud descended, coming to the side of Zi Ling and Blood God Son. "How about this? I want to conquer the Southern Flame Valley. You three saints can be my vanguard and break through the Tang Valley. Then I won't bother you. We can just treat it as a fate that has not been resolved. How do you think?" Southern Flame Valley? The Elephant King's eyes suddenly widened, and then he thought of the sacred Fusang tree that Wu Yong had just seen. His right hand trembled slightly, and he pointed at Wu Yong! "The Flame Valley God, the Fire Mulberry God?" "Are you crazy? That's a demon god-level fighter. Even the Yellow Dragon Lord from 500 years ago was defeated and retreated in Tanggu. The immortals from decades ago didn't dare to attack him either." That's a divine evil, an ignorant demon god, how dare you? "Hehe! What kind of evil spirit is this? It's just a hapless monster that has lost its mind and will never be on the path to the future." "It has no intelligence. We have strong ships and huge vessels. We can gather water from the three rivers and four canals, and pour out the dark springs from the Black Abyss, and use treasures as carriers. We only need to flood the Flame Valley, and the gods and monsters will lose the soil they depend on for survival." "Use several more treasure ships, bombard it with mysterious light, use the altar as a weapon, and the spiritual treasure as a cage to suppress it. Then I can dismember it with the treasures of the universe and refine it into ashes!" "There is no need for an alliance, but if you serve as my forward, I will not let you down afterwards!"
Wu Yong flicked his sleeves, and the Xuanhuang Qi turned into a river flowing backwards from the sky, pressing the three monsters directly downwards. Each wisp of Xuanhuang Qi weighed tens of thousands of pounds, and just hanging above the three monsters' heads made the three monsters feel the shadow of death following them. I am afraid that if I am not satisfied with something, I will be crushed into minced meat by this vast and yellow Milky Way! Just tell me whether you agree or not? The two demons came to the door, but they didn't expect that they would deliver themselves to the door! The Elephant King lowered his head with an uncertain expression. He looked at his two seriously injured brothers, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally lowered his head. That Taoist priest, wearing immortal robes and magical treasures, holding a steaming fire pot in his hand, has exquisite Taoist magic that is hard to describe. He is also protected by a blood ghost and driven by a powerful weapon of the demon king. How can his three brothers fight against him? How can the barbaric demons compete with the immortal families? Wu Yong leaned over again and untied the silver lock on the Scorpion Demon's neck. The silver ring immediately returned to Wu Yong's palm. Just by pinching the spell, the silver ring instantly shone with golden light, and the boundless white light turned into countless sharp blades, and there was a faint black air in the blades. The surrounding soil, rocks, and plants were instantly crushed into powder when they touched the golden light. "This ring is a top-grade magic weapon, it is called the Soul Binding Ring, also known as the Head-Severing Lock. This lock does not kill, nor assist, it only has the two methods of trapping and enslaving. It can be large or small, can hide or stretch. Even the top demon king is trapped in this ring and cannot be free!!" "You attacked the mountain gate twice, I should have cut off your cultivation, sharpened your demon body, and absorbed it into the Ten Thousand Crows Pot as punishment." "But I won't force you any further. Choose one of you three to wear this ring. If your brother disobeys the agreement, I will kill him as a warning. If he has no second thoughts, I will take it off for you later in Yan Valley." The silver ring changed several times in Wu Yong's palm, piercing the soul, breaking the blade, splitting the light, and constantly demonstrating its various forms of absolute punishment, which only made the cultivators in the field feel a chill. The Scorpion Demon thought that Wu Yong was vicious and didn't even tell her about his viciousness. Anyone who finds out that the collar they have worn for years is actually a beheading lock will be secretly angry! Seeing that the old elephant remained silent, Wu Yong did not care whether he was happy or not. He walked up to the three monsters with the beheading chain in his hand. After taking a quick look, he grabbed the head of the Golden Peng whose golden wings were broken and lifted him up. But before his right hand could move, a rough giant palm restrained Wu Yong's wrist. "Since you are worried, just lock it on my head! After all, this will make you feel more at ease, right?" "But, I also hope you won't let my three brothers down!" The old elephant king grinned, and his terrifying face revealed a unique spirit. Lingbao: This magic weapon is the most commonly used protective item among the immortals. Lingbao was used by immortals in ancient times. Basically every magical treasure is passed down from the immortal Taoist tradition. The Jiuzhou Continent can use the third-grade world to defeat the second-grade world because it has spiritual treasures that remain from the previous era, or even spiritual treasures that are innate. It’s just because Jiuzhou is the largest remnant of the ancestral world and has more heritage. (End of this chapter)