Chapter 678: The Battle between the Demon Lord and the Demon Emperor
Chapter 678: The Battle between the Demon Lord and the Demon Emperor
The shadow of the Dharma image above the Demon Emperor's head was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and it instantly collapsed and dissipated. Seeing this, the Demon Emperor's eyes widened, his hair stood on end with anger, and his roar echoed between heaven and earth like thunder.
The Demon Emperor, in a rage, sacrificed an extremely mysterious demon sword. The sword exuded a heart-pounding aura, and the shadow of the sword that created the world was faintly emerging on the sword, as if this sword had once cut through the chaos and opened up the world in ancient times.
The Demon Emperor held the magic sword in both hands and used all his strength to slash the magic sword, which contained endless power, fiercely at the Demon Lord's illusory magic hand.
At the moment when the Demon Emperor made his move, a cold snort suddenly came from afar. This cold snort seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, icy and chilling, making people shudder. Along with the cold snort, a demonic energy that covered the sky and the sun surged like a torrent. Wherever it passed, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.
The source of this evil spirit was the true body of the Demon Lord. The figure of the Demon Lord was looming in the evil spirit, and his aura was like the arrival of a demon god, extremely terrifying.
The Demon Lord was instantly furious when he saw that the Demon Emperor dared to launch such a fierce attack on his demonic hand. He showed no sign of weakness and immediately offered up a sky-supporting umbrella. The umbrella was completely black, with countless mysterious runes painted on the surface, emitting powerful magic.
The Demon Lord held the Sky-supporting Umbrella in his hand and faced the Demon Emperor's sword shadow that was about to split the world. The two magic weapons collided in the air, making a loud noise that shook the world, as if the whole world was torn apart at this moment.
The shock wave generated by the collision swept around like a tsunami. The surrounding mountains collapsed instantly in the face of this powerful force and turned into countless pieces of rubble.
The Demon Emperor's demon sword phantom was overwhelmed by the collision with the Sky Supporting Umbrella, and finally broke into pieces, turning into countless fragments and phantoms flying around. Although the Demon Lord's Sky Supporting Umbrella withstood the demon sword's attack, it was also slashed with cracks, and the runes on the umbrella flickered, obviously suffering a lot of damage.
Seeing that his magic weapon was damaged, the Demon Lord's anger grew even more intense. He took a step towards the Demon Emperor, and each step he took was in the void, causing ripples. The Demon Lord's eyes widened with anger, and he cursed at the Demon Emperor: "Demon Emperor, you despicable and shameless man, how dare you sneak attack my city while I am recovering from my injuries? If I don't tear you into pieces today, I will never be able to relieve my hatred!"
After that, the Demon Lord unhesitatingly offered his magic spear. The spear was pitch black, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, as if it could pierce through everything. The Demon Lord held the magic spear in his hand, like a demon god, and started a thrilling battle with the Demon Emperor's demon sword.
Because the Demon Lord was worried that a fierce battle with the Demon Emperor on the ground would destroy the city, he deliberately led the Demon Emperor into the sky. The two fought back and forth in the air, neither giving in. For a while, the flashes of swords and guns were intertwined, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
At this time, the demon soldiers and generals led by the Demon Emperor hurried to the battlefield, but the demon cultivators had already organized a defense team and were ready for battle.
During this tense confrontation, the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord remained silent and did not issue any orders. The warriors on both sides did not dare to act rashly, fearing that a small action of theirs would trigger a fierce battle.
Rulong still cleverly concealed his figure, quietly lurking near the demon cultivators. He held the treasure gourd tightly in his hand, and the rune stone inside was shining with a faint light, as if waiting for the moment to be used.
Rulong took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and sacrificed some of the empty characters prepared in the rune stone in the treasure gourd one by one. Rulong used his mind to accurately control their position and direction. Soon, these runes were arranged into a row of invisible neat words: "Waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen and opened."
This is a poem by Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Rulong chose this poem as the combination of his void runes. He skillfully matched the flat and oblique runes with the characters to form a complex and powerful rune poem array.
With a shout from Rulong, he activated the poetry formation. In an instant, a dazzling rune light flashed, and the space seemed to be torn apart and twisted violently. Then, a huge energy gushed out, turning into a raging wave, hitting the demon cultivators fiercely with overwhelming force.
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