Ding Ding Little Stone

Chapter 741: Godslaying!

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

Deafening roars, like the heavens collapsing and the earth shattering, echoed continuously between heaven and earth. The ground cracked, the void trembled, and billowing dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Blood Qi, baleful aura, and primordial Qi, all reached their peak power under the cohesion of the military formations.

On the Zhennan Pass city walls, captivating and terrifying array patterns continuously lit up, amplifying the military formations below. The vast sounds of battle cries were even louder than the thunder.

The three military formations were intertwined, yet also independent. The giant tortoise roared, located at the front of the central army formation, and a terrifying portion of Qi and baleful aura instantly entered its body.

One beast becomes an army!

The central army transformed into a black dragon, roaring and howling.

The left wing transformed into a Vermilion Bird, its blood-red light like fire, burning everything.

The right wing transformed into a black tiger, roaring angrily at the sky.

The giant tortoise transformed into a Black Tortoise, its four legs like mountain ranges, directly slamming onto the ground.

The four divine beasts were directly condensed.

Each roar and dance was capable of smashing a group of demonic beasts to death.

The demonic beasts were chaotic and of mixed origins. Although they also seemed to form military formations, they were fundamentally unable to coalesce like the human race. This was the confidence陈渊 (Chen Yuan) had to face a million demonic troops with only four hundred thousand soldiers!

The two steel torrents collided in an instant. The battle line stretched for tens of thousands of feet, with a full-scale assault.

"Roar!"

"Ha!"

"Humph!"

"Moo!"

Endless shouts of battle cries converged, collided, and slaughtered at this moment!

People from both sides fell continuously, and some were directly trampled into meat paste. Life was extremely fragile on such a vast battlefield, worth less than roadside weeds.

The dense smell of blood quickly spread.

The demonic beasts' eyes turned red, filled with bloodlust, while the human army's eyes were filled with anger and determination, vowing to protect the Central Plains behind them.

With the army's conquest, the Yang Shen True Monarchs and the Great Saints of the demonic race were naturally no exception, and they began their slaughter in an instant.

Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu's beard and hair flew wildly, and a map of the Zhou Tian Star Constellation covered thousands of feet of space. Thirty-six Sea Stabilizing Pearls were like stars, inlaid on the Qiankun Diagram.

This greatly increased his power.

This was the treasure of the Taixu Palace, somewhat similar to the Hunyuan Divine Map of Kunlun Mountain, but fundamentally different. The Hunyuan Divine Map was a world of its own, a powerful tool for trapping people.

The Zhou Tian Star Constellation Map of the Taixu Palace, on the other hand, could draw upon the power of the Zhou Tian Stars to enhance itself. The thirty-six Sea Stabilizing Pearls were even better auxiliary divine weapons.

Therefore, even 陈渊 (Chen Yuan) had to wonder if Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu, who had faced Sima Che, had had this idea long before.

With the power of the Zhou Tian Star Constellation gathered into one, Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu's aura rose steadily, even surpassing that of the Zhennan King Nangong Lie. And he did not hold back at all.

He immediately stepped forward, directly fighting four opponents at once.

With his own strength, he surrounded the four Demon Saints, and the terrifying power of the stars transformed into terrifying divine beasts, constantly bombarding the Demon Saints.

Daoists mainly cultivate the primordial spirit, with profound methods. Naturally, it was impossible for them to engage in close combat with Demon Saints. Long-range attacks were the primary way they fought.

Not everyone was 陈渊 (Chen Yuan), capable of cultivating both body and spirit, invincible in close combat, and also terrifying in long-range combat.

"Damn human race!"

A huge bull demon Great Saint constantly cursed Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu in human language. Although its body was terrifying, it could not break through the shackles of the Star Constellation Map.

The thirty-six Sea Stabilizing Pearls were originally defensive treasures. In Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu's view, leaving them to the Sima family was a complete waste of their power.

A treasure should belong to those who deserve it.

Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu's aura was vast and ceaseless, his Daoist robe fluttered, and the Star Constellation Map above his head made him seem like an immortal descending to earth!

Seeing Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu like this, Zhao Danqing laughed loudly three times, covering himself with the Tongtian Divine Mirror, his aura as vast as clouds, and the white light like a sun.

It illuminated people so much that they couldn't open their eyes.

He directly locked onto three Demon Saints and attacked.

"Evil creatures, do you know who this poor Daoist is! Biyou Palace is here, demons and monsters retreat!"

Biyou Palace was located in Nanzhou, guarding the human border. In fact, even if Chen Yuan hadn't drawn Biyou Palace in, they wouldn't have sat idly by during the demon invasion.

And now, Biyou Palace had not only used its immortal foundation but had also sent almost 90% of its mountain disciples to Zhennan Pass. Some of the Huayang True Men and Dan Realm Grandmasters were actually from Biyou Palace.

Only with the full efforts of Mount Shu and Biyou Palace did Chen Yuan have the confidence to contend against a million demon troops with his own strength.

Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu faced four opponents, and Zhao Danqing felt that he was not as good, and could only barely contend with three. Although he had the Tongtian Divine Mirror to help him, he was basically just holding them back.

He did not directly engage in a head-on battle with them.

"Roar!"

A Demon Saint of the Crimson Underworld Blood Tiger clan roared, and a deep light beam instantly shot out. Zhao Danqing turned the divine mirror, and white light collided with it.

"Boom!"

The other two Demon Saints immediately pressed forward, wanting to kill this person.

In the Southern Border demon race, Biyou Palace and Mount Shu were enemies that had to be killed, because it was they who, during their most prosperous period five hundred years ago, joined forces with the human dynasty and severely damaged the demon race.

They pushed the survival area of the Southern Border demon race back tens of thousands of miles.

"Swords, rise!"

Mount Shu's Headmaster, Lingxu Daoist, held the Immortal Slaughtering Sword. As the most important array eye, with a single sword strike, endless sword Qi covered the sky and pressed down on several Demon Saints.

Currently, Chen Yuan's side could not spare any Yang Shen True Monarchs. Their great formation had to withstand the greatest pressure.

They directly enveloped the remaining eight Demon Saints within the sword array.

Of the nearly twenty Demon Saints of the demon race, excluding those who were stationed in the army, there were only about fifteen idle. Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu blocked four, and Zhao Danqing blocked three.

They had to rely on four people to form an array and block the remaining ones.

They could not allow them to damage the military formations below.

Endless sword Qi transformed into four long rivers of sword Qi, which could also be called four sword Qi chains, directly transforming the area of tens of thousands of feet into a battlefield for combat.

Sharp sword Qi cut through the Demon Saints' bodies, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Looking for death!"

"How dare you four human Yang Gods block our eight Demon Saints."

"Kill, kill them."

"This Saint wants to devour them, roar!"

Voices of anger were spat out from the mouths of the eight Demon Saints. They were very angry, feeling that they had been underestimated. How dare four people block eight? They were simply courting death!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Sword Qi rumbled, primordial Qi surged, and the Demon Saints' Qi and blood soared to the sky, transforming into their true forms. Terrifying bodies the size of mountain ranges were revealed to the fullest at this moment.

There was no testing, no retreat, only extremely tragic slaughter from the very beginning.

The battlefield in the void was instantly occupied by everyone.

With the Demon Saints' battlefield engaged, the Huayang True Men and other great demon divine powers were not idle either. Dozens of powerful figures, like the great formation below, directly clashed and killed each other.

Divine power mysteries, sword Qi crisscrossing, saber light shattering the sky, and fist intent converging.

Streams of brilliant light exploded on the battlefield.

Almost in an instant, everyone was plunged into a life-and-death slaughter.

And just a moment before, they had all been very quiet.

......

......

Tragic!

Slaughter!

The million-strong army below turned into mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with soaring baleful aura. In the midst of the fighting, the clear sky for thousands of miles quickly transformed into world-destroying dark clouds covering the sky.

The Yang Shen True Monarchs at the top of the martial world and the Demon Saints at the top of the Southern Border each displayed their most powerful strength and trump cards, seeking only to kill the other.

Everyone was very clear that this was a race war. There was no retreat. The demon race had no intention of holding out against the human race, and only drove millions of livestock as blood food.

They were waiting to invade the Southern Border and have a feast.

Chen Yuan would not hold out against the enemy for too long either. The current situation in the world would not give him the opportunity, and he would not waste his time on this.

Therefore, this battle was the beginning, and also the final battle.

Win, and the army would march north to the Central Plains. Lose, and they would become blood food.

There was no third way.

The armies collided, and the Demon Saints and True Monarchs fought fiercely.

And naturally, those standing at the peak of this battle would not sit idly by. In fact, to be more precise, only the most top-tier immortal war was the decisive force.

It was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The immortal foundation of Biyou Palace was used, and it was the means left behind by the last generation of Biyou Palace immortals. It directly blocked a blood essence incarnation of a Heavenly Azure Demon Bull clan demon god, and even had the upper hand.

Because the blood essence incarnation was not as good as the imprint left by the immortals, not to mention that his Biyou Palace foundation had been blessed by Moro before the war.

It lasted even longer.

The battle between Moro and the Heavenly Abyss Demon God was almost the most terrifying and most important battle in the entire war. This was a true and genuine battle of immortals and gods.

The exchange in the center directly turned into chaos. One drew upon the rules of heaven and earth, and the other created rules within his body. It was the most essential battle between the human and demon races.

Moro's Buddha form was compassionate, with a golden body thousands of feet tall. The primordial Qi of the surrounding heaven and earth was almost instantly devoured into his body.

The Heavenly Abyss Demon Saint did not transform into his true form, but he was still able to press Moro and maintain a firm upper hand.

It wasn't that Moro was weak, but that the Heavenly Abyss Demon God was too strong!

He was only half a step away from immortality and was expected to become a demon emperor.

And the last battlefield was the battle between Chen Yuan and the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan demon god.

Although it was not his true body that had arrived, his strength was still extremely strong, almost reaching an invincible state below immortals and gods, similar to Jingtai at Zijin Mountain back then.

The only difference was that this time, there was no Moro to share the pressure for him.

And Chen Yuan was not prepared to waste the power of the masses on a blood essence incarnation. He could feel that Moro could not hold on for too long.

He had to resolve this demon god as soon as possible, and then, with the help of the power of the masses, defeat the Heavenly Abyss Demon God, and even take the opportunity to suppress and kill him.

"陈渊 (Chen Yuan)!"

The huge Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox true form stood between heaven and earth, its entire body snow-white, with genuine nine tails, exuding a tyrannical aura.

It spoke in human language, trying to confuse Chen Yuan.

But...

Although Chen Yuan's artistic conception was not yet perfect, his state of mind had already reached a perfect and flawless state under the tempering of the power of the masses and would not be affected by anything.

Looking at this demon god, Chen Yuan also fully unleashed his combat power. His body and primordial spirit both bloomed with divine light, and he stared at the Nine-Tailed Fox and shouted:

"Evil creature!"

It was true that there was no Moro to help him now, but Chen Yuan was no longer the Chen Yuan he had been at Zijin Mountain. He had devoured the Dragon Essence and survived the Lightning Tribulation.

His combat power could be said to have increased sharply.

He had once regretted not being able to kill Jingtai completely. Now, he had encountered a similar powerhouse again, and naturally, he had to fight him well.

With a low shout, Chen Yuan suddenly took a step forward. The Emperor Slaughtering Saber gathered the primordial Qi of heaven and earth and slashed lightly. It was the same slash that had severely injured Nangong Lie back then.

Endless sharpness converged and dissipated, then condensed again, directly slashing at the demon god.

"Boom!"

A terrifying roar exploded in the void.

A look of shock flashed in the Nine-Tailed Demon God's pupils. That slash just now could already threaten his life. This Chen Yuan was indeed extraordinary!

One white fox tail after another stretched out from the void, gathering the power of rules, like fierce whips, directly and unexpectedly smashing towards Chen Yuan.

"Boom!"

Chen Yuan raised his arm to block, using the power of his body to collide with it. He was directly smashed back more than a hundred feet, but the next moment, he shot out again like a cannonball.

His body had reached the realm of great completion, and his defense was not comparable to that of a Yang Shen True Monarch.

Under the body furnace, it was not impossible to fight against a demon god incarnation condensed from blood essence.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Fists smashed out, fox tails covered the sky, saber light shone between heaven and earth, and rules condensed accordingly.

The battle between Chen Yuan and the demon god incarnation could not be said to be earth-shattering, but it was definitely not far off. Within a radius of ten thousand feet of the two, it had turned into a forbidden zone.

Chen Yuan, with his eyes red, constantly condensed the power of Qi and blood, colliding head-on.

Between life and death, either it dies or he dies!

The five internal organs transformed into the five elements, with brilliant divine light.

The primordial spirit in the spiritual platform shone with purple divine light, and the terrifying primordial Qi of heaven and earth formed an inversion on his body, all converging around him, increasing his strength again and again.

He had even survived the nine-layered lightning tribulation, and he didn't believe that he couldn't beat a mere demon god incarnation!

Even if there was a gap in realm, he felt that he could make up for it!

His primordial spirit was top-notch, his body was top-notch, and except for not yet reaching the peak of divine power and perfect artistic conception, he had almost reached the extreme of the Yang Shen realm.

They both had a god, so who was afraid of who?

......

......

This was a dirge, a dirge sung by millions of people.

Apart from Yang Gods and Immortals, individual power seemed so insignificant in this great battle. People were falling at every moment.

And their deaths didn't even stir up a ripple.

The white-clad disciples of Mount Shu and the disciples of Biyou Palace hid in the military formations, turning into two sharp knives. The martial artists of the Shu Province Jianghu and the martial artists of the Nan Province Jianghu gathered around them.

Their combat power was very strong, ridiculously strong, but because they were all fighting independently, the number of casualties, in proportion, was actually more than that of the soldiers in those military formations.

White clothes were stained with blood, and sword Qi crisscrossed.

Some Mount Shu disciples had their bodies torn apart by a claw, but still used their last bit of strength to chop the demonic beasts around them into powder, turning them into nothingness.

Killing one demonic beast was insignificant, but when the number reached a certain level, it was different.

Each of the three battlefields was actually very important. One side's defeat was almost a decisive force. Therefore, no one retreated.

Of course, they couldn't retreat either.

If a rapid charge stopped, it would be trampled into meat paste by friendly troops behind.

There were true disciples of Biyou Palace with extraordinary mystical methods. Even if they were swallowed by a demonic beast, they could still cut their way out from the abdomen, causing the beast's Qi and blood to continuously dissipate.

Chen Yuan's cheap disciple, Shi Yi, also joined the war. He was an insignificant member, but he still charged and slaughtered with all his strength.

He, they, forgot everything.

They forgot who they were, forgot the moves in their hands, only remembered to charge, remembered to crush all the demonic beasts in front of them, and then... return alive.

Demonic blood constantly overflowed from the giant tortoise's body. The baleful aura entered its body, causing it to lose some of its mind. It only knew to kill in all directions in this melee.

If you looked down from the sky, you would definitely be shocked.

Because even the best and most powerful painters in the world could not paint such a magnificent and tragic picture.

This was the distortion of life, the overture of death.

Chu Changfeng's armor was broken, his long hair flew, and the Qi and blood entering his body did indeed increase his strength sharply, but in fact, this was like a slow-acting poison, constantly destroying his origin.

But he didn't care. Once upon a time, he had also had ambitions to become the person valued and designated by Senior Moro, wanting to test the weight of the imperial cauldron.

But now, as the commander of the central army, the existence that controlled the great formation, he only knew that this was a war between the human and demon races. Ambition was no longer important.

He was not a deeply righteous person, nor was he a person who was willing to sacrifice himself for the people, but the general trend pushed him here, so he had to fight desperately.

The divine spear was like a dragon, piercing through one demonic beast after another.

But soon, he was noticed by the demon race's commander. With a low roar, the demon race's commander directly ordered the formation of a sharp knife, rushing straight towards Chu Changfeng.

As long as he died, the battle formation would collapse immediately.

"Demons, come on!"

Chu Changfeng was fearless. With a loud roar, he also ordered the army to begin moving towards the opponent's commander's position. Below, the corpses had already piled up like mountains.

Countless people trampled on the corpses of enemies and friends, charging forward!

Zhu Huai felt that he would die here today. His intuition had always been very accurate, and this time, he was a little flustered but didn't dare to retreat.

He had once been a leader among rogue cultivators, respected by countless rogue cultivators. He had many thoughts, wanting both independence and to be valued by Chen Yuan.

Therefore, when Chen Yuan gave the order, he took the initiative to volunteer to lead an army alone.

Then, this important task fell on his shoulders.

Now, he was a little regretful.

In terms of individual strength, he was naturally not afraid, but this was a surging torrent. There were also powerhouses from the demon race stationed, and he couldn't kill them if he wanted to.

If he took action, the opponent would target him and then hold him back.

If he had broken through for a long time, then naturally it would be nothing. He had the confidence to face everything, but unfortunately... he had only recently entered the Yang Shen realm, the weakest kind.

In this battlefield where Huayang was inferior to dogs and Yang Gods were everywhere, he... really didn't count for anything.

Zhu Huai raised his head and glanced at the others' battles. Compared to him, they were no better, but no one retreated. He seemed to have been infected as well.

An endless amount of heroism suddenly arose in his heart. He had knelt before Chen Yuan, and under the pressure of Dongshan Valley, he had hidden for decades.

Now, Zhu Huai only wanted to charge.

He naturally didn't want to die, but he also had to see if this great battle could be won!

"Kill!"

The Buddhist monk Xuyan had no expression. A monk was clearly out of place, but now, he was very much able to get into the role. A golden divine dragon coiled above his head.

Each sweep caused countless people to fall.

He chanted Amitabha in his mouth, but there was no mercy on his hands.

Now, he only wanted to say one sentence to Chen Yuan after the war.

Add money!

He had to add money!

Even for the sake of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he had to add money!

"Break!"

Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu pointed out, and the thirty-six Sea Stabilizing Pearls immediately condensed into one, and then, in an instant, they smashed onto a Demon Saint's body.

With just one blow, he shattered his body.

And he also became the first weighty Demon Saint to die after the start of the war.

Of course, as the price, Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu also withstood a blow from the Bull Demon Great Saint, almost breaking open his Zhou Tian Star Constellation Map shackles and escaping.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The remaining three Demon Saints seized this flaw and frantically bombarded him, while Celestial Old Daoist Tianxu gritted his teeth and endured, not hesitating to pay the price to trap the three again.

Compared to him, Zhao Danqing's situation was worse.

The demon race's Demon Saints were no weaker than the Yang Shen True Monarchs. He could fight three opponents at once, but it was actually very difficult. After all, no matter how strong they were, they were only at the same level of cultivation.

There was no way to crush them.

Even if it was just containment, Zhao Danqing had already suffered serious injuries at this moment.

But he didn't panic or fear. Instead, he became more and more relaxed, laughing and continuing to contain them.

The various aspects of life were all displayed on this battlefield.

Jiang He and others condensed the killing array, and the pressure was greatest. If the numbers were equal, they would have suppressed the opponent, but now, although they were still trapping the opponent.

But in fact, they were the ones who were at a disadvantage.

Perhaps, in the next moment, the sword array would collapse.

Eight Demon Saints were definitely an unspeakable force. In some cases, once a great array was formed, even immortals were not unable to compete with them.

Now, this pressure fell on their shoulders.

The entire situation on the battlefield was fully seen by Chen Yuan. There was some anxiety in his eyes because the situation was worse than he had imagined. A million demon soldiers were indeed difficult to resist.

The other Yang Shen True Monarchs had also reached their limit of pressure.

If no one broke the situation, then defeat might come in the next instant.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath. He originally didn't want to use the power of the masses at this time. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? But now, he couldn't kill the chicken in a short time, and the sledgehammer was about to be scrapped.

With one strike of retreat, Chen Yuan opened his arms, opened his mind, and shouted:

"Condense!"

In the next moment, endless light came out from Zhennan Pass. The thoughts of countless people and soldiers quickly came out of the city at this moment, like sweet rain, shrouding Chen Yuan.

Countless people felt something in their hearts, surrendered to the ground, and prayed for Chen Yuan.

That glittering thought force, under Chen Yuan's command, transformed into a long knife. His eyes narrowed, and he felt something in his heart, and he roared:

"This slash... slays gods!"

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Two-in-one, don't wait at eight o'clock in the evening.

I'll end this great battle as soon as possible.