I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The huge claws, with infinite power, grabbed it from the air!

Boom!

The whole world starts to shake!

Obviously, that thing is too powerful!

So much so that the world cannot bear the power of one claw!

It is conceivable that during his lifetime, how powerful was the mountain god on the sacred mountain?

I am afraid that I am already infinitely close to the Emperor of Heaven.

Is he even an ancient emperor of heaven?

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of the bell rang, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.

Under the ground, a bronze tripod flew out.

The divine cauldron bloomed with infinite divine light and attacked the giant claw.

It seems that this is the spiritual cauldron that manifests itself automatically.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"The divine cauldron left by Shaohao?"

A sarcastic voice came from the lofty sacred mountain: "If there is still a trace of Shaohao's true spirit left here, presiding over the divine tripod... I may still be afraid of it!"

"But now... a mere broken cauldron that has lost its leader dares to stop me?"

"Break it!" The giant claw pressed down hard.

In the fluffy hair, drops of dark red blood were boiling.

boom!

Heaven and earth moved.

Xiaoman watched in despair as the divine cauldron was knocked away by a huge claw!

Jie Jie Jie!

From the broken sacred mountain above the sky, a wild and strange smile came.

"Shaohao! Zhulong! Dayu!"

"The chance of your resurrection is zero!"

"Only me...only me..."

"Only the true Emperor of Heaven can reach the other side and live another life!"

The giant claws grabbed the ground without hesitation.

Just at this time.

Roar!

There was a roar and a sudden explosion!

Xiaoman followed the sound and saw Shura, who had been with her day and night for almost a year.

It is suspected that the god Baojiang transformed into a monster after his death.

At this moment, this stunning Shura stood with his feet on the ground and his hands holding the divine cauldron high.

Under the shining light of the divine tripod.

This Shura, who used to be terrifying, gradually lost his charming appearance.

Her skin gradually became white and tender.

The bone spurs all over his body also began to soften.

But her body was bleeding continuously.

Golden divine blood bleeds.

Those once terrifying and ferocious eyes are now extremely bright.

"Bai Ze!" This Shura looked up to the sky and roared, raising the divine cauldron with all his strength.

"Bai Ze?" Xiaoman was surprised.

She remembered the old stories passed down from ancient times.

According to legend, Zhulong and Bai Ze fought on the sacred mountains of the East China Sea, and many of the mountains were shattered.

Unexpectedly, Zhulong has disappeared without a trace.

This Bai Ze is dead but not stiff!

Looking at Baojiang, who had turned into Shura, he struggled to lift the divine cauldron and faced the giant claw falling from the sky.

Bang bang bang!

Even if Baojiang tries his best.

But it’s hard to compare to Bai Ze.

The giant claws struck the divine tripod one by one.

Cuo Fei Shen Ding was left by the Emperor of Heaven. It is very strong and may have been smashed to pieces.

Even so, Baojiang, who was under the divine cauldron, was beaten to a bloody pulp.

Drops of golden divine blood spurted out.

"Baojiang..."

"You still have a little bit of spirit left in you?!"

"interesting……"

"If you kneel down and surrender, I may be able to remember the feelings of our old friends in the mountains and seas, and allow your remnant spirit to reach the new world safely!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Baojiang, who had turned into a Shura monster, just groaned and used his bloody arms to hold on to the divine tripod.

Xiaoman looked at it and finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Even the monster...the monster that was already dead, with only a little bit of its soul left, Bao Jiang, was willing to fight to the death to protect the world.

What does she have to fear?

After taking a deep breath, Xiaoman drew his sword.

She didn't summon the ghost like in the past.

Because she understood that even though the heavenly ghost had now grown to the Nascent Soul level.

But in front of Bai Ze, an ancient demon god who is not dead but not stiff, he might be able to smash it to pieces with one claw.

She can only pray for more powerful power and call for more terrifying monsters!

And that exceeded her limit.

but……

She had to do it.

Otherwise, the whole world will be shattered because Bai Ze takes away the Zhongshan Mountain!

everyone...

Whether it is the human race hiding underground or the demon race hiding in the mountains.

Even the demons and Shura will be doomed!

Because this world was created by Zhulong with Zhongshan as its core.

Without Zhongshan, both the earth and the sky would collapse like a sandcastle.

Therefore, she must and can only fight to the death.

Xiaoman's body began to burn.

Soul fire roared and burned the air.

The sword in his hand and the skin on his body seemed to be trembling.

Countless murmurs echoed in my ears.

Sinful and blasphemous words from the past and the past were tempting her to take that crucial step.

"Offer your flesh and blood...let the aberration come!"

"Give your soul...let the madness take over!"

"Dedicate your knowledge...let the power of the past pour into your body!"

Something whispered in the void.

And Xiaoman's body gradually became deformed.

The Tianling Cap cracked, and black soul fire burned in the brain.

His neck began to twist, and something seemed to be sprouting under his skin.

Both eyeballs began to turn white.

Xiaoman's rationality was fading rapidly.

Only madness was spreading in her mind.

She used her last sanity to chant Xuanjun's spell loudly.

"Its origin has no present, its past has no past, its high has no cover, its low has no support, its great has no outside, its small has no inside, there is nothing outside, there is no one inside, there is no self near it, and there is no other far away. It cannot be analyzed, cannot be combined, cannot be described, and cannot be thought of... but it is muddy, so it is the Tao!"

Following Xiaoman's chanting.

Her body suddenly swelled.

Flesh and flesh are sizzling and burning in the soul fire.

Her soul also became fragmented due to the use of spells that far exceeded her own limits, and all her sanity faded away like a tide.

"Come on!" She shouted, using her last strength to wave the sword in her hand.

The sword was raised, and countless soul fires followed the sword's edge.

The ground beneath Xiaoman's body, and the pieces of sand and stone, were shaking, following the soul fire.

"Illusion World Step Spirit Ascension!"

Countless soul fires rose up and turned into a talisman filled with crazy words and taboo symbols.

As soon as this talisman appeared.

The entire world seemed to be frozen.

Even time seems to be frozen.

A portal appeared faintly behind the talisman.

The breath of chaos overflowed from behind the portal.

Boundless terror and madness immediately filled the world.

"Who?" Bai Ze's remnant spirit in the sky finally realized something was wrong.

The extreme madness and distortion made the evil spirit, who had been dead for countless years and tortured by the coldness and madness of death, feel horrified.

He instinctively waved his claws, trying to cut off the source of this uneasiness.

but……

late!

"Who is calling Chaos?"

In the portal behind the talisman composed of countless soul fires, countless evil pupils opened one after another.

They uttered blasphemous whispers that made living creatures tremble with fear and even dare not listen.

"Who is opening the Gates of Kadath?!"

The next second, all the evil pupils dispersed.

And the real chaos and terror have arrived!