Man in the heavens, wins by lying down to prove the truth

Chapter 125 The End of the Giant Demon King Pu
On the vast plain, some vague shadows appeared, like rising mountains, appearing and disappearing.

There was a hazy mist surging there, and there were passages that looked like light gates connecting the two worlds.

"I can smell the scent of many Pumo trees, and it's just as foul as it was back then."

The real dragon spoke, not hiding his hatred at all.

A heavenly eye opened between Zhou Cheng's eyebrows, and he looked into that small world.

At this moment, in the ancient city, figures turned into streams of light and flew into Baiduan Mountain.

In just a moment, all the young geniuses in the Wilderness entered Baiduan Mountain, leaving only some old men and strong men guarding outside Baiduan Mountain.

There is a realm suppression in this Baiduan Mountain. Once an outsider bursts out with cultivation beyond the cave heaven realm, he will be killed by this small world.

"Let's go, let's go in too." Zhou Cheng retracted his gaze and looked at Willow God and Real Dragon beside him.

Naturally, the two would have no objections. Different symbols intertwined and appeared around the three of them, dazzling and bright, forming a world of their own.

Then the three of them were seen walking beside many powerful men in the Wilderness, and entered the Baiduan Mountain openly, but no one noticed.

After passing through the hazy mist, Zhou Cheng felt a very rich essence coming towards him, which was even richer than the essence of heaven and earth in the so-called ancient sacred mountain, and not weaker than the nine heavens and ten earths in the upper realm.

Zhou Cheng looked up and saw many large lakes lying across the vast land, clear and transparent.

Wisps of spiritual energy rose from the surface of the lake, forming a misty light fog, which was very extraordinary.

Not far away stood some mountain peaks, overflowing with colors, covered with magical vines, and with fine trees. The air was filled with the aroma of medicine and shrouded in fairy mist.

At this time, the young people who broke in began their treasure hunt.

Boom!

The entire Baiduan Mountain small world seemed to be shaking, and a law of heaven and earth emerged, turning into a suppressive force that was about to cover Zhou Cheng and others.

"Back off!"

The Willow God, dressed in white, spoke, and it was as if the sound of heaven and earth manifested itself in the human world. Immediately, the laws of heaven and earth in this small world dissipated.

"It's the work of the Supreme. This Baiduan Mountain obviously has some history." The True Dragon came to the conclusion after taking a closer look.

Although the small world of Baiduan Mountains is also vast, it is not inferior to the territory of an ancient country.

But compared to the entire wasteland, it was much smaller. Black and white pupils appeared in Zhou Cheng's eyes, illuminating the entire small world.

"I saw those Pomo trees."

Zhou Cheng's gaze finally locked onto one direction, covering the depths of Baiduan Mountain.

……

Deep in the Baiduan Mountain small world, there is a strange forest.

There were bones everywhere and the place was dead silent. Not a single moving creature was to be seen. It was horrible, as if one had entered hell.

There are only a dozen strange big trees rooted in the ground. The branches and leaves of these strange big trees are bright green and full of the breath of Tao. There is a snow-white ball on the tree body, which emits a crystal light, just like a full moon, and some cursed demon whiskers fall from time to time.

These dozen or so magic trees have thick and powerful roots, and their bodies are covered with silver symbols. Although they are trees, they also have facial features on their trunks.

However, in the center of these more than ten magic trees, there is a most special one. It is just a sapling, but its aura is the most intense, with faint divine power flowing in it, surpassing the level of the so-called strongest in the lower realm.

At this moment, a beam of light flew over from a distance, landed in front of a group of magic trees, and turned into the figure of a man.

This man was one of the many human geniuses who entered Baiduan Mountain when it was opened. He came from Zhulu Academy.

But in the next moment, the man's head split open, and a magic tree that had shrunk countless times emerged. Immediately afterwards, countless flying catkins like dandelions spread out from the small magic tree, instantly sucking the man dry.

"Little Forty-Seven is back!"

"Little Forty-Seven, did you successfully bring back the remains of our ancestor?"

The magic trees swayed, and countless white tentacles floated between heaven and earth.

"I have accomplished my mission. I will go to pay my respects to my ancestors first!" said the little Pu Moshu hurriedly.

The human face on the trunk of this small Pu Mo tree was very excited. After hundreds of years, he could finally worship his ancestors again. He was so happy.

Upon hearing this, a group of demon trees hurriedly said, "The ancestor is sleeping. Let's wake him up together."

Hundreds of years ago, a group of Pumo trees were born.

However, these newly born Pu Mo trees followed the orders of the ancestor and took root in the young geniuses who were exploring Baiduan Mountain, searching for the remains of the ancestor left in the outside world in ancient times.

In the ancient times, after their ancestor attained Nirvana for the first time, he believed that he was invincible in the Eight Realms, so he came into the world to devour the entire Eight Realms and restore to a higher realm.

But he met a hateful person with double pupils and failed.

Fortunately, the Pumoshu clan is extremely cautious and has extraordinary ability to protect its life. The ancestor left tentacle spores in Baiduan Mountain and then hibernated again.

Hundreds of years ago, on the eve of the last descent of Baiduan Mountain, the ancestor revived once again and gave birth to these descendants.

He then sent dozens of his descendants to the outside world to search for the remains left over from the ancient war.

However, among these descendants, it was apparently only this little Forty-Seven that succeeded.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor!"

"..."

A group of Pumo trees called out in unison, and actually lay on the ground like humans, bowing to the sapling in the center with a very strange posture.

Then he saw the little Pu Mo tree that had just returned took out a magic wand.

This is a charred and broken staff with only a small piece left, but it is still surrounded by the aura of suppressing the sun, moon and stars. It is the weapon refined by our ancestor in ancient times.

As the staff danced, ripples appeared in the void, and a charred dead tree emerged, emitting a wave that shocked the souls of all the Pomo trees present.

The little Pu Mo tree respectfully placed the staff and a piece of charred dead wood about ten feet in size on the altar, and then worshiped together with the other Pu Mo trees.

After a moment, a thought of vicissitudes of life emerged from the Pumo tree sapling.

"Hundreds of years have passed again..."

A sigh echoed, and then a strange human face appeared on the sapling. After seeing the small Pumo tree, the staff and the charred wooden stakes on the altar, he showed a look of joy.

"Okay, okay, you did a great job."

The ancestor of the Pumo Tree looked at Little Forty-Seven with approval and said, "You have made great contributions, so I will reward you. Although this piece of magic staff no longer has the ancient power, it is far superior to the so-called divine weapon, so I will give it to you."

"Thank you, ancestors. Thank you, ancestors..."

Little Forty-Seven kowtowed excitedly.

"I'm quite interested in this broken staff. How about giving it to me?"

A vast voice suddenly echoed throughout the world, and then an illusory sacred tree appeared, with dragon patterns on it, exuding a vast majesty.

Then, endless chaotic energy was seen falling from the branches and leaves of the sacred tree, sweeping in all directions and turning into a domain, isolating the time and space of this valley, breaking away from the Baiduan Mountain, and truly becoming an independent world.

"Kunmu!!!" The ancestor of the Pu Mo tree recognized this sacred tree at a glance. It is 70% similar to Kunmu, the world tree of the primitive ancient world!
Then ripples began to appear in the void like water, and Zhou Cheng, dressed in a green shirt, emerged, holding the Tianhuang Halberd in his right hand, his eyes locked on the Pu Demon King.

At Zhou Cheng's side, a broken horn tore through the void and descended here, surrounded by endless dragon energy, revealing the appearance of a real dragon.

Finally, the image of Willow God appeared. He was extremely graceful and seemed not to be in this mortal world. Behind him, three thousand divine kingdoms appeared, like universes, blazing and dazzling, burning brightly.

"Demon King Pu, long time no see." The voice of the real dragon sounded, and the indescribable murderous intent filled the world. Just this obsession made the time here almost freeze!

"True Dragon... and it's you!!!"

Demon King Pu recognized the identity of God Liu.

Although the number of Immortal Kings in the primitive ancient world was less than that of foreign kings, each one was terrifyingly powerful.

The best among them were the two leaders of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, as well as the ancestral sacrificial spirit recognized by all the kings, the supreme sacrificial spirit recognized by all forces in the entire primitive ancient world.

King Pu Mo was somewhat desperate. As for his descendants, they couldn't even stay conscious under such tremendous pressure.

"True Dragon, countless years have passed, do you dare to be alone with me..."

Demon King Pu immediately merged with the remaining body, and his own aura began to surge. He tried to duel with the real dragon alone and took the opportunity to release his own spores.

However, before Pu Mowang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Cheng.

The entire valley became desolate in an instant, and endless desolate aura blended together and turned into a giant palm, which was regarded as the deduced version of the Great Wilderness Prisoner Sky Hand Supreme.

At the same time, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art was activated, and the giant palm evolved into the Five Elements Star-Picking, Yin-Yang Kunpeng Palm, True Dragon Claw... and other six unique skills.

"Lord Liu, True Dragon, why waste time talking to him, fight him side by side!"

During the years that Zhou Cheng practiced in the Great Thousand World, he learned a lot of things, such as the Great Wilderness Prisoner Sky Hand that Martial Ancestor Lin Dong was best at, and his style of doing things without saying much and getting down to business.

God Liu didn't waste any words. He left a thin palm in the air, and the entire valley collapsed as the terrifying palm print fell down.

The broken horn of the real dragon aroused even more hatred. The sword light contained in the precious horn revived and slashed towards the Demon King Pu.

"Cowardless rat!"

King Pu roared, and the whole sky suddenly turned dark. Then the shadow of a giant tree appeared, standing between heaven and earth, covering the entire sky.

This was the posture of Demon King Pu in the last era, but it was not his heyday.

The giant Pu Mowang in his true peak state, with real ancient universes hanging in his dandelion-like crown, is hard to find an opponent among the kings.

Clang!
The true dragon sword light flowed, and this sword light turned into a real and illusory divine sword, and the sword technique that was performed was the Grass Sword Technique.

After all, the True Dragon himself has forgotten his own magic, and the strongest swordsmanship he knows is the Cao Sword Technique, which is also the unique skill of the Ten Evils.

Pong!
The huge image of the Pu Mo tree was directly shattered and completely annihilated.

The condition of Demon King Pu was really bad. In ancient times, he had recovered to a level close to that of a god, but was killed by the woman with double pupils.

Even if he recovered a piece of his original body, it would be impossible for him to unleash his true supreme combat power.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Demon King Pu has realized his own situation. Only the mark of the true dragon is left. Even if he bursts out with divine power, it is difficult for him to reach the supreme level. He is no better than him.

But the states of the World Tree and the Demonic Willow were much stronger than his.

"Give them all to me, and bury them with me!"

Demon King Pu became furious, and a number of snow-white mysterious symbols emerged from the void and surrounded him.

The next moment, fragments of time flew, and a hazy river emerged.

Endless mist emerged above the hazy river, and suddenly an immortal mark was seen, echoing in the long river of time.

That was the last bit of strength left by Demon King Pu. Even when he fought with the girl with double pupils, he never used it.

The sapling of the Pumo tree grew rapidly, emitting an immortal power, which slightly surpassed the peak of humanity.

In this state, the Pu Mo Tree could not last long, so it made the final decision to completely burn its own immortal mark and unleash a shocking blow, completely destroying the three people.

Boom!

At this moment, the small world created by Zhou Cheng was directly shattered, and the entire Baiduan Mountain world was shaking.

All the young geniuses who were fighting in various secret realms stopped what they were doing and looked in one direction in shock.

In that direction, there was a strange ancient tree that towered into the clouds. It was so huge that it filled the entire sky of Baiduan Mountain. Endless white devil whiskers floated between heaven and earth, burning rapidly and releasing terrifying pressure.

"The Pumo tree, it's the Pumo tree!"

"The Unrivaled Demon Lord is the great demon god who caused endless blood disasters in ancient times!"

These geniuses from various major forces obviously recognized this Pu Mo tree. After all, there are related records in those ancient traditions.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Cheng's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and the World Treasure Tree above his head quickly enlarged. In just a moment, it seemed to fill the entire sky, just like the Pu Mo Tree.

"Baiduan Mountain, you cannot resist. I will protect you!"

Baiduan Mountain, after all, contains supreme means. Zhou Cheng can only ensure that he will not be suppressed by the laws here, but he cannot control this world.

hum!
The entire Baiduan Mountain began to hum at this moment, and Zhou Cheng's World Tree directly merged into this world. The endless laws of heaven and earth manifested themselves, condensing into billions of divine chains of laws, dancing around Zhou Cheng.

Then Zhou Cheng took a step forward, and black and white energy emerged, turning into black and white Zhou Cheng, standing on both sides.

The next moment, the three bodies simultaneously practiced the "Immortal God and Demon Sutra" and stepped into the forbidden area. Then the three bodies became one and continued to sublimate!
"Demon King Pu, prepare to die!"

Zhou Cheng brandished the Tianhuang Halberd, and a power comparable to that of the Supreme Flaw swept over. He activated the Tianhuang Halberd, recreating the majesty of the Ten Evil Divine Weapons, and brought with him the power of the entire Baiduan Mountain Law to suppress the Pu Demon King.

The surging yin and yang erased time and space.

The halberd swept across, tearing the void apart and causing the Yin-Yang River water to gush out. In an instant, it once again shattered the terrifying Dharma image that the Demon King Pu had re-condensed, turning it back to its original form, leaving only a sapling.

Willow God also made a move. His palms and fingers glowed, and he formed the True Phoenix Seal. His fingers bent like a phoenix spreading its wings. This was a core technique in the True Phoenix Law.

"Wow!"

The phoenix cried clangingly, and endless flames swept across, burning all the white magic fibers between heaven and earth, cutting off all means for Demon King Pu to revive.

Under the entanglement of cause and effect, all the evil spirits were burning out. Neither Zhou Cheng nor the real dragon could perform such causal means.

"In the end, you still fell into my hands."

There was a hint of sadness in the True Dragon's voice, as if it echoed from the ancient times of immortals and lingered to this day.

"Demon King Pu, use your life... to comfort the countless heroic souls of the Primordial Ancient World."

The boundless original dragon energy swept across the heaven and earth. The real dragon consumed a lot of its strength, and the mark became much weaker, and could no longer be perfectly integrated into the broken horn of the real dragon.

The huge claw mark of a real dragon pierced through thousands of paths and instantly enveloped the sapling.

"No!"

Pu Mowang finally roared in despair, his soul boiling with unwillingness!
But it could not change anything and was beaten back to its original state. It only had a nirvana body at the level of an ordinary true god. Under this claw, it was shattered like powder and then completely annihilated into nothingness!
(End of this chapter)