Chapter 264 The Four Generals of the Demon Clan Die
Chapter 264 The Four Generals of the Demon Clan Die
The giant python moved with incredible speed, slithering across the battlefield and swallowing up an army of over ten thousand men.
Nezha narrowed his eyes, and just when Mo Lishou thought he was afraid of the ferocious monster he had raised, Nezha suddenly became excited:
"Has no one told you that my favorite thing to do is kill loaches?"
Whether it's a loach in the sea or a loach on land.
Mo Lishou suddenly felt unwell.
Before he could summon the giant python back, Nezha had already retrieved his Fire-Tipped Spear and spread out the Hun Tian Ling in his hand.
Then the Qiankun Ring flew out and landed on the giant python's inverted triangle head.
When we looked again, Nezha was already straddling the snake.
Mosquito Taoist was thrilled and muttered:
"How come Nezha is so good at fighting this thing?"
Yang Jiao pondered for a moment and said:
"He's a veteran of this kind of role."
Of the four Mo generals, three have been defeated, leaving only Mo Lishou still struggling.
His other treasure, the Purple-Gold Flower Fox-Sable, was transformed into a giant creature. Every step he took caused the earth to tremble, and rocks rolled down the hillside.
Yang Jian stood before this colossal creature.
Jiang Ziya shouted a reminder from atop the Qinglong Pass tower:
"Nephew, be careful! This giant beast swallowed seven of my Great Zhou's generals whole. Its hide is thick and impervious to swords, spears, and halberds. Be extremely careful!"
After saying that, he looked up at Yang Jiao, who was above the clouds.
I felt even more uncertain.
If the soul-guiding banner in Yang Jiao's hand were to lead in her own younger brother's soul, she would probably collapse.
Yang Jian bowed respectfully in the direction of Jiang Ziya, and made no further moves.
He lowered his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips, and murmured:
"Stronger than the physical body?"
Since it cannot be broken from the outside, then...
The purple-gold ferret charged forward, its mouth wide open, and a stench-laden wind swept over Yang Jian's entire body.
Then, he swallowed Yang Jian whole.
Jiang Ziya suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Huang Feihu was so frightened that his hands went limp, and he didn't even have the strength to pull them up. He could only stare wide-eyed and shout:
"Such a powerful person, just like that, was swallowed up?"
Mosquito Taoist wasn't skeptical of Yang Jian's abilities; she was simply curious. She shook the Soul-Guiding Banner beside Yang Jiao's hand, then smiled broadly and said:
"Hey, he's not dead."
Even the soul-summoning banner couldn't summon Yang Jian's soul; he's alive and well.
On the contrary, Yang Jiao, who should have been the most anxious, was the calmest.
She witnessed her younger brother being devoured alive by a monster, her face contorted with disgust, and she leaned back, saying:
"The greatest suffering Yang Jian endured during the Investiture of the Gods was probably smelling the stench of the Flower Fox Marten, right?"
Mo Lishou was overjoyed to see that his pet sable had actually managed to eat the person who had defeated his enemy elder brother.
Raise your arms and shout:
"He's dead! He was swallowed by my ferret! He's definitely dead."
This sable fox has a belly full of venom.
Even a tiny bit of it will poison you to death.
What if it was swallowed and directly immersed in venom?
They lost all the magical treasures of the four brothers, but they never expected that the treasure beast he raised would deal with them.
Mo Lishou straightened his back. Although he was the youngest of the four Mo generals, he now had the feeling that he was the most powerful.
Her face was radiant.
Mo Lishou looked in Nezha's direction again, but this glance made his smile instantly disappear.
At this moment, Nezha stuffed the Universe Ring into the giant python's mouth and gripped the other end tightly; the Hun Tian Ling was also wrapped around the giant python's neck.
He shouted:
"drive!"
Mo Lishou angrily said:
"This is outrageous!"
Turning around, he gave instructions to the sable fox:
"Go, swallow that nonsensical Nezha too!"
Upon hearing its master's voice, the ferret immediately took a step forward, but then suddenly stopped.
"Spotted ferret! What are you doing? Hurry up and save the python!"
The more Mo Lishou urged him, the more pained the sable fox looked.
It suddenly bared its teeth, squealed wildly, and rolled on the ground.
Mo Lishou felt a pang of fear and thought to himself:
"not good."
The words hadn't even finished being spoken.
The ferret he had carefully raised swelled rapidly, becoming a huge sphere in the blink of an eye, with a clear bulge visible inside its belly.
next second.
Bang!
A massive blast wave swept outwards.
This repulsed all the soldiers, with those who were closer falling to the ground.
As the wind blew by, the enormous creature was no longer visible; only Yang Jian, dressed in armor and exuding an imposing aura, held a gutted and disemboweled sable fox in his hand.
Mo Lishou, grieving the loss of his precious beast, cried out in alarm:
"Yang Jian! I will fight you to the death!"
After the shout, another voice came.
The giant python roared, while Nezha laughed heartily.
He applied slight force with his hand, and the Qiankun Ring gripped the giant python's upper jaw, then pulled it down sharply.
A chilling scene unfolded.
Starting from the python's head, a complete snakeskin, skin and flesh intact, was peeled off.
Mo Lishou was heartbroken.
"Nezha! I will fight you to the death!"
In an instant, the four demon generals lost their previous prestige and instead lost all their magical treasures.
How could they swallow this insult?
Mo Liqing's Qingyun Sword lay broken at his feet. He pointed at the two of them and shouted sharply:
"Do you really think the four of us brothers are just ordinary cultivators? We have received guidance from the two Western Saints!"
This sentence did not elicit a reaction from Yang Jian and Nezha.
But Yang Jiao, who was above the clouds, showed a knowing expression.
No wonder.
Mosquito Taoist also chimed in:
No wonder.
"The mosquito said these four people don't seem like good people!"
"Hmm?" Yang Jiao turned her head to look at the indignant look on Mosquito Taoist's face and asked in confusion, "What makes you say that?"
Mosquito Taoist had her own set of theories, and she raised her head and snorted. ╭(╯^╰)╮
"Because they don't raise productive... Oh no, there are no good people in the West!"
No... Mosquito, you... seem to be from that place too?
The speech was deafening.
Yang Jiao calmed herself down before realizing what was happening and continued:
"No wonder, the Four Heavenly Kings are Buddhist."
Yang Jian and Nezha didn't have much affection for the Western Sect, and since they were both disciples of the Chan Sect, there weren't many people among the Three Pure Ones who would submit to the Western Sect.
Undeterred by the verbal threats, the two figures, one in white and one in red, flashed past.
The fire-tipped spear and the three-pointed double-edged sword moved forward side by side.
Everyone wants to get the kills in this battle.
The red tassel on the Fire-Tipped Spear danced wildly, piercing flesh and skin before it could penetrate the bodies of the four Demon Generals.
The three-pointed double-edged sword, which was advancing alongside the fire-tipped spear, suddenly extended by an inch, and strung the four people together like a gourd before the fire-tipped spear could.
The three-headed dragon was drenched in sweat, his heart pounding like a drum, and his inner voice screaming:
"Master, I have done a great job!"
Heaven knows how afraid he was of how Yang Jian would treat him if he was a step too slow.
Fortunately, I am a dragon transformed into a weapon, which gives me more brains than that inanimate Fire-Tipped Spear.
call……
It scared the dragon to death.
As the four demon generals passed away, Yang Jiao shook the Soul-Guiding Banner, and four souls were immediately drawn into it.
Once inside, Yang Jiao could still hear a sound:
"You killed my brothers from the Demon Clan, and now let's see how you appease the two Western Saints."
Yang Jiao remained noncommittal.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for guiding the four demon generals and obtaining 4 card-drawing tokens.]
At this point, Yang Jiao had collected five cards.
Outside Qinglong Pass, those who witnessed it all murmured:
"I'm too late, I'm still a step too late."
Huang Tianhua was finally saved and woke up. His master bestowed upon him a magical artifact specifically designed to counter the Four Demon Generals. He rushed to save everyone from their predicament, only to find the Four Demon Generals being beaten without any chance to fight back.
He suddenly looked at the Heart-Piercing Nail in his hand, bewildered, as if his military merits had inexplicably flown away.
Something just feels off.
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