Chapter 330: Supreme Being - High Priest
Ding dong~
The clear sound of copper bells rang in my ears again.

The five-colored fairy light emitted by the five magical artifacts of the Drunken Immortal Li family suddenly froze in the void, and the surface was inexplicably stained with spots of bronze.

then.

In an instant, it seemed like a world of change. The five elements of immortal light quickly decayed and disintegrated, turning into tiny dots of light that dissipated.

The five-colored fairy light that was comparable to the Ten Thousand Swords Demon-Breaking Formation was broken just like that.

The bronze bell is an ancient magic weapon, on the same level as the five clan-guarding immortal weapons. However, when used by different people, it shows completely different effects.

"I still have to do it myself!" Wuxiang Demon Lord chuckled, and his twelve clones stared at Li Guangyuan strangely. "If I had known you were so weak, why would I waste all this time?"

"You said, huh?"

He looked at Li Guangyuan, but his eyes glanced at Song Lin's location intentionally or unintentionally.

Quiet.

On the road to the underworld, there was suddenly a strange silence.

Song Lin felt that his belt was tightly wrapped around his waist, and he could hardly breathe. In the sky and on the ground, Li Guangyuan, Han Tuizhi, Master Qingmiao, and the demon-slaying general under the command of the Cangzhou Saint King...

Faced with the solitary Formless Demon Lord, no one dared to move, and their eyes showed unprecedented fear.

Ancient rumors.

The formless demon lord is ever-changing and has no form or appearance.

He can become anyone around you, and can also withdraw at any time. It is not like a transformation, but a method of soul invasion.

Facing such an existence, you will never be able to find the other party's true identity. Even if you have the power to destroy the world, you are often powerless.

The three great demon chiefs who survived the Sword Master's sword back then - the Red Moon Demon, the Formless Demon Lord, and the Ksitigarbha Demon King - each had special abilities.

This old monster who has lived for ten thousand years can only be killed by the Sword Lord, the High Priest, the Donglin Sect Master himself, or some true immortal or powerful person who has lived long enough in seclusion.

"Ha~"

Seeing everyone like this, Wu Xiang Mo Zun couldn't help but smile. His smile was somewhat disdainful and boring.

call--

Silently, twelve arms grabbed Li Guangyuan's body at the same time.

"roll!"

Li Guangyuan, who had been on guard for a long time, suddenly shouted loudly, and the golden spear in his hand pierced through the void. With twelve consecutive strikes, he actually blocked the attack of the Formless Demon Lord.

"interesting."

Wu Xiang Demon Lord smiled slightly, his eyes still mocking: "But with this little ability, you won't be able to become the chief priest of the Li family in the future!"

The words fell.

The clones of the twelve Li family immortal guards suddenly merged into one and turned into a huge meat mountain.

"Ugh!"

The giant palm that holds up the sky falls.

Li Guangyuan's eyes fixed, and he suddenly took out a wine maker. He grabbed it and sprinkled it. The wine yeast in the air turned into a huge fog array, trapping the meat mountain Dharma image in it.

He suddenly laughed and said, "Old Demon Wuxiang, this is what I've been waiting for!"

next moment.

The purple-gold chariot under his feet suddenly burst into divine light, and strange phenomena appeared in the sky, as if the Emperor of Heaven was going out to fight on the ancient battlefield, and thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals rode on the purple-gold chariot and roared into the sky.

After countless illusory visions.

An old man dressed in a purple-gold sacrificial robe stood in the boundless purple bamboo forest, his eyes cast from the void.

"A tiny formless demon dares to peek into the laws of heaven?"

Boom~~
On the road to the underworld, everyone felt their heartbeats suddenly stop.

A strange-shaped ritual vessel that seemed to come from ancient times emerged from the void. "Roar" accompanied by the roar of the panda fairy, the ancient ritual vessel turned into a phantom and gently smashed towards a certain position on the Yellow Spring Road.

"Ah——" The scream of the Formless Demon Lord suddenly sounded from the void.

"Hit!"

Li Guangyuan and Song Lin looked delighted.

"Want to go?"

The old man snorted.

There seemed to be an invisible divine light flying in the sky, and the shadow of the ancient sacrificial vessel fell again.

"what--"

The second scream was followed by a roar filled with endless hatred from the Wuxiang Demon Lord: "High Priest, you dare to hit me with an ancient sacrificial vessel! You have disturbed the Li family's luck, you will not die a good death, you will not die a good death!"

"so what?"

The chief priest snorted coldly, and the ancient sacrificial vessel fell for the third time. Just before the Tongyou Pass, it hit the seemingly non-existent figure of the Wuxiang Demon Lord for the third time.

"Ah~~~"

The last scream was almost inaudible.

The entire Tongyou Pass was completely transformed into a deep pit hundreds of miles long by this attack.

Countless people in heaven and on earth looked at this scene in shock, their minds going blank.

This is the high priest, this is the heritage of the wine immortal Li.

The only two supreme golden bodies in the entire East, the true supreme being!
"Ah~~"

Song Lin only felt his belt loosen.

I raised my head and seemed to hear a faint sigh.

The voice seemed to be meant for him to hear, and except for Li Guangyuan and himself, no one else present seemed to notice it.

"Clan leader."

Song Lin flew up and landed next to Li Guangyuan.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Is the Wuxiang Demon Lord alive?"

"He's definitely not dead yet."

Li Guangyuan nodded silently, and his voice only rang in Song Lin's ears: "This matter is secret and cannot be disclosed to the outside world, so as not to shake the morale of the army."

He paused.

Then he explained: "Each of the three great demon lords in ancient times has extraordinary means. They were able to escape from the sword of the Sword Lord, and the High Priest was thousands of miles away, so he was unable to kill them completely."

then.

He glanced at Song Lin's expression and couldn't help but smile: "Are you wondering why the sacrificial vessel was not pursued into the desolate northwest land?"

"Ah."

Song Lin nodded in acknowledgment.

"Alas~~" Li Guangyuan sighed, "This is the specialness of this place. In the desolate northwest, the golden body is not allowed to be promoted, and the power above the immortal is quite restricted. The existence of ancient sacrificial vessels is even more feared by heaven and earth."

"If the High Priest were to do this to the end, he might even kill the Formless Demon Lord, but the price he would pay would be beyond imagination."

"What should we do now?" Song Lin looked outside the Yellow Springs Road.

Li Guangyuan said solemnly: "Continue to clean up the northwest and kill the evil demons. The Wuxiang Demon Lord is already crippled and will not make any moves for at least a few decades."

"Don't worry, the Red Moon Demon and the Ksitigarbha Demon King are not as unpredictable as the Formless Demon Lord. Your senior brother's Ten Thousand Swords Demon Breaking Formation, plus our clan's five great immortal weapons, are enough to resist one or two."

"Moreover, these two are much more cautious than the Formless Demon Lord. Even if we kill them in the Nine Springs, they may not take action."

"Then... the chief priest..." Song Lin asked. "Don't worry, Li has been cultivating for thousands of years and can bear the cost of using ancient sacrificial instruments. Some fluctuations in luck will not cause any problems." Li Guangyuan comforted.

Hear the words.

Song Lin lowered his head silently and tugged at the dark gold belt around his waist.

In the eyes of others, the current situation is very good.

But in his opinion...

Can the outcome of the Li family’s overnight demise be changed?

In the current situation, the three ancient demon kings could not shake the foundation of the Li family. But the chief priest could not reach into the desolate northwest land.

If they want to eradicate the three great demon lords, they can only rely on themselves.

"How to do?"

For a moment, a trace of confusion flashed through Song Lin's mind.

then.

Gradually becoming firm.

The road is underfoot.

When you are confused, just move forward!
As long as the seven elements are combined into one and become the supreme golden body, perhaps some outcomes can be changed!

"I am still too weak for this battle now!"

【The 21st day of the first lunar month.】

[Thousands of monks from the East Lin land joined forces to break through the Yellow Springs Road and flatten the Tongyou Pass. The Wuxiang Demon Lord endured three attacks from the Li family's sacrificial vessels and disappeared.]

[The four-party alliance pressed forward in a big way, and was invincible. They traveled thousands of miles a day, sweeping across Qinghe River, and then split into two groups to quell the evil spirit disasters in Heishui and Minjiang Rivers.]

【Finally, they joined forces to sweep the Nine Springs.】

【The 23rd day of the first lunar month.】

[You followed the army into the Minjiang River, and what you saw was the mountains and rivers turning upside down, and the earth was red. There was no one living for thousands of miles, and the sky and the earth seemed to be weeping blood. It was shocking.]

【Experience five days.】

[Donglinxianya and Li worked together to finally wipe out the Minjiang River Basin and exterminate 900 million demons. In the end, only a few remaining civilians were found at the end of the Minjiang River and in Nanming Lake.]

[The netherworld is a demonic calamity that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. ]

[According to a rough estimate, 50 million people died tragically in the Minjiang River alone. The entire Three Rivers and Nine Springs, plus the fifteen prefectures in Cangzhou that fell...]

[During this catastrophe, at least 10 billion souls will return to reincarnation. ]

"Ten billions..."

Song Lin looked back blankly, looking at the thick layer of corpses in the earth, mountains and rivers, as if they were piled up into a mountain.

The number of hundreds of billions, combined with the tragic scene before our eyes, and the sights we have seen along the way, really... makes us want to grind those monsters to ashes!
"It's too awful!"

“It’s really tragic…”

Han Tuizhi and others murmured to themselves.

Listening to the sad cries of the rescued people, some immortals and monks around had tears in their eyes.

"go!"

"Go to Jiuquan."

"Kill all the evil demons and destroy the underworld!"

"I will never coexist with evil!"

"kill--"

【The 29th day of the first lunar month.】

[The Donglin Xianya and Li Jiuxian's army rushed a long distance and joined forces with Cangzhou Saint King's army of all races and Donglin's various immortal sects. Tens of millions of cultivators surrounded Jiuquan. ]

[Huge waves and floods, like a tsunami, submerged the entire earth.]

[Billions of water monsters rode the wind and waves, and attacked outward like a landslide and tsunami under the command of the evil demons of the underworld. ]

[Without any words, both sides started the most intense battle.]

【However.】

[The seven evil demons were completely destroyed, and the three ancient demon leaders were nowhere to be found. No matter how many evil demons there were, they were like chickens and dogs in front of the elite troops from all sides of the East.]

[Especially the 20 million Cangzhou soldiers, forming 2,000 great demon-slaying formations, which caused huge damage to the evil demons.]

【The 30th day of the first lunar month.】

[The two sides fought fiercely for a day and a night, and the battle line stretched for thousands of miles, with corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowing like seas.]

[The Nine Springs water monsters were defeated, and the remaining evil demons from the underworld were terrified and fled to the Nine Springs.]

【It is at this moment. 】

[In Fengquan, Yaquan, Huangquan, Hanquan, Quan, Youquan, Lingquan, Kuquan, and Mingquan, each of them manifested a ten-thousand-foot-tall demon body, whose power was comparable to that of a hundred Dharma Immortals, and was unstoppable.]

The place of nine springs.

The flood was raging and the earth turned into a vast ocean.

Nine figures as tall as mountains stood on the vast ocean. The flood that was a hundred feet deep could only submerge the giant demon's ankles.

"What is this?"

Everyone was extremely surprised.

Take a closer look.

The body of the ten-thousand-foot-tall giant monster in front of him seemed to be formed by the blood, bones, and corpses of billions of creatures, including demons, water monsters, monks, and ordinary people.

"It looks like that was the work of the three evil leaders."

"It's already the 30th day of the first lunar month. In three hours, it will be the first day of the second lunar month..."

"We don't have much time!"

"Be careful, the evil demon deliberately used water monsters to consume us in order to create this flesh and blood giant."

"Such a method is truly appalling."

In front of the spring.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, a magic sword suddenly flew from the sky.

"Holy Spirit Sword Twenty-Two!" Feng Xuejun's powerful voice resounded through the sky.

call--

The sky broke.

Feng Xuejun held a snow-white fairy sword in his hand, his eyes were ruthless, yet more affectionate. The man and the sword became one, forming a seemingly perfect trajectory that instantly cut across the troll's neck.

"Sword twenty-two."

Song Lin stared, seeming to understand something.

This is a ruthless sword, far surpassing the ruthless sword of his senior brother Han Tuizhi. Compared with his sword eighteen, it is like heaven and earth.

A heartless person is better than a kind one.

The cultivation level of his fifth senior sister can truly be described as earth-shattering!
"Junior brother, prepare to use the Sword of Five Worlds..." Suddenly Feng Xuejun's voice sounded in Song Lin's ears.

The Sword of Five Worlds.

It seemed like a very good situation, but it has come to this point!
(End of this chapter)