The Transformation of Immortals and Demons Author: Guilty

[Update time]2012-08-3119:18:00[Number of words]3767

All practitioners in Yunqin, Tang Zang and Da Mang know that the most powerful place of cultivation in Yunqin is Qingluan Academy. Similarly, all practitioners in Yunqin, Tang Zang and Da Mang also know that Da Mang is the most powerful place.

The place of cultivation is Purgatory Mountain.

However, what Lin Xi told Xu Sheng about three years of self-realization after watching shrimps was true.

The records about Li Ku in some books of Da Mang and Yun Qin are also true.

Even though Purgatory Mountain is recognized as the most powerful place by all practitioners in Da Mang, and even though there are many powerful magicians in Purgatory Mountain, in the hearts of almost all practitioners in Da Mang, the most powerful cultivator in the world of Da Mang is from Qian.

Li Ku on the side of the Demon Cave Road.

In front of a mountain in Da Mang, there is a company camp.

In the camp, a tall general with a slightly purple complexion and a hideous scar on his forehead was sitting on a general's chair like an iron tower, sealing a volume of documents with his own hands.

He was in the Chinese army camp, but he didn't see it. On the dirt road outside the camp, there was a thin middle-aged man wearing an old cloth robe and straw sandals. His face was extremely ordinary, and he even looked a little dull.

Walking towards the main entrance of this large company camp.

He wore the simplest bun and looked calm, but he took every step with determination.

"Master Li Ku!"

"It's Master Li Ku!"

"Hurry and inform General Gong Jin!"

There are thick earthen walls around the company camp, there are Juma logs nailed with steel spikes, and there are countless Damang soldiers guarding the company. This thin, middle-aged man with an ordinary face, even a bit dull, walked slowly with empty hands.

Come, but the moment they saw his clothes clearly, this middle-aged man became a god in the eyes of these sergeants. The military discipline and the iron-blooded calmness trained in daily battles seemed to have completely lost their effect, and there were sounds of extremely frightened loss of consciousness.

Shouts of surprise echoed throughout the company camp.

Many of the soldiers guarding the area couldn't help but bowed and saluted in fear, their whole bodies trembling slightly.

The soldiers guarding the camp gate all moved away in fear.

The general in the Chinese army camp had just finished sealing a secret order with his own hands, when he suddenly heard exclamations from far away. He vaguely heard the name that represented persistence and strength in Yunqin. It was originally as cold as a blade.

, even a little excited, his face suddenly became extremely pale.

The sergeants in front of the camp gate moved away in panic. They didn't know why this most powerful person in the minds of Da Mang practitioners suddenly appeared outside the camp of the Imperial Guard Army outside Da Mang Emperor's city.

However, someone in the army knew the purpose of this cultivator, and some wanted to try to see if they could kill this legendary being.

"Fire the arrow!"

A shrill command sounded in the camp.

Countless feathered arrows broke away from the tight bow string at this moment, suddenly tore through the sky, and shot towards Li Ku, who was walking towards the camp gate.

Densely packed arrows covered the sky and blocked out the sun. Among them were arrows inspired by strong men in the army, which made a shrill and shrill scream in the air.

Even though many soldiers retreated in fear, the moment these arrows were shot out, it was already a cultivator versus an army.

In this world, there have been countless precedents of practitioners being annihilated by large armies.

These precedents have repeatedly proven that in this world, manpower will eventually be exhausted, and practitioners will often fall in the end.

However, today, Li Ku is still moving forward persistently.

Facing these overwhelming arrows that were like a huge black wall in the sky, he just walked towards the camp gate without even raising his hands.

As the arrows fell, silence fell throughout the camp. Everyone's pupils narrowed in horror, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

On the ground around Li Ku, countless arrows stood like weeds, but all the arrows in front of him that might actually hit him were densely suspended in the air outside him.

These arrows seemed to be bound by an invisible force, motionless, floating outside his body, forming half an arrow ball.

"Fire the arrow!"

The shrill command sounded again, and another arrow fell.

However, the arrows that actually hit Li Ku were caught in the air by a powerful force, unable to advance even an inch or fall.

"Fire the arrow!"

The shrill orders kept ringing out, but the arrows fired became increasingly rare.

Because as Li Ku moved forward, the arrows on the ground in front of him also broke away from the soil, floated up, and gathered into the arrow balls in front of him.

The arrow ball suspended in front of him became more and more dense, and became more and more complete, like a star several times larger than him.

This miraculous power made those archers in the army who had previously fired arrows at all costs gradually become too frightened to pull back their bowstrings.

Li Ku is not an ordinary practitioner. His countless deeds have made him synonymous with power, and his momentum has overwhelmed the entire army from the beginning.

Li Ku walked through the camp gate.

The arrow balls in front of him fell to the ground silently and scattered, but two intact arrows flew out from in front of him, like two meteors, shooting into the throats of two generals in the army, and then in

The throats of the two generals had a big hole opened and they came out from behind.

The two generals fell to the ground and turned into two dead bodies.

Of these two generals, one was the one who had just been shouting and ordered to shoot arrows, while the other one was holding a long sword and was wandering around to shoot arrows.

There was an amazing roar.

There were still people trying to stop Li Ku from moving forward, trying to stop him from killing people.

Horses covered in black scales galloped out, and the knights on the horses were all wearing thick black armor and holding steel shields and giant axes.

Li Ku stretched out his hand.

Just like when he stretched out his hand and waited for the shrimps in the stream beside the road to jump into his hands.

Then, sharp friction and breaking sounds were heard from the armor on the necks of the three strong men who were charging forward.

A very thin circle of blood sprayed out from the gaps in the armor with a hissing sound. Three heavy heads unreasonably detached from the bodies of the three strong men and flew in front of Li Ku.

Then it fell at his feet.

Li Ku walked past these three heads.

The column of heavy horses, like a torrent of steel, came to a halt amid a violent collision, and no one dared to charge forward again.

Li Ku walked forward calmly and naturally, and all the tents in front of him fell apart, opened in the middle, and were blown away by the invisible strong wind.

On both sides of him and behind him, kneeling were many Da Mang sergeants who were shocked beyond words.

They never thought that a cultivator could be so strong. They never thought that this stupid abandoned disciple of Qian Mo Cave who realized Taoism under the jujube tree by the roadside would actually be as...godlike as the legend says!

The burly general with a hideous scar on his forehead has also walked out of the Chinese army's tent.

He has put on a heavy armor like a demon.

The black and cold body was wrapped with red runes flowing like blood, and a pair of black magic wings on his back that were connected like countless daggers spread out, shining with countless cold lights.

A majestic aura circulated outside his body, forming circles of black waves.

The Chinese army tent behind him finally couldn't bear the force and collapsed amidst the roaring noise.

Looking at Li Ku, who was walking all the way and walking up to him, this god-like general looked at the sky and let out a sigh.

He lowered his head again, looked at Li Ku who was approaching, and said with some reluctance: "I have two hundred Night Owl heavy armors and fifteen Night Demon armors in the camp at the moment... You deliberately used such a powerful weapon

The method, the loss of soul power is very serious, if these heavy armors and practitioners really fight with you, you may not be my opponent when you walk in front of me."

"King Gong Jin Zhan...you are talking nonsense." Li Ku stopped, shook his head dully, and said: "Of course it is because they dare not, that's why I do this."

"I can't stop you, but how can you stop the world." The demon-like general looked at Li Ku and said silently: "The emperor was wise all his life, but he made such a stupid move in his old age... If the throne can be designated by anyone to inherit it,

, who else in this world will truly respect the throne, Da Mang will never be at peace."

"It's just a matter between people. What's impossible? In this world, the only thing that makes people truly awe is power. Could it be something else?" Li Ku looked at the general strangely.

.The reason and idea of ​​the other party wanting to cooperate with some people's rebellion was simply difficult for him to understand, and he didn't bother to understand it at all. He just wanted to finish what someone told him.

So after saying this somewhat incomprehensibly, Li Ku stretched out his hand and came to the front of the general.

The general let out a loud shout, and a huge dark red knife in his hand cut through the air that seemed to have become a substance with difficulty, and slashed towards Li Ku.

Li Ku stretched out his hand and slapped the blade of the giant sword.

Then endless light shot out from Li Ku's body, with an unimaginable aura, and converged on his hand.

The general paused in the air.

Cracks appeared on the giant sword, and cracks appeared on the demon-like armor with astonishing wings.

Then, the giant sword cracked, the armor cracked, and the general inside also cracked. Like a statue, it shattered and collapsed, turning into pieces on the ground.

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Just when Li Ku completed what he wanted to accomplish and turned around to leave the military camp, somewhere in Yunqin, a Yunqin general returned to his residence.

This resolute general with newly frosted temples washed his hands, made minced meat soup with his own hands, and served his white-haired mother to finish the meal. Then he brought a basin of warm water, knelt in front of her, and served her.
To be continued...