DipNovel Chapter 585 Jiang Chacha's heart was pierced, and she regained her memories, causing Xuan Yuanl
Chapter 585 Jiang Chacha's heart was pierced, and she regained her memories, causing Xuan Yuanl
Chapter 585 Jiang Chacha's heart was pierced, and she regained her memories, causing Xuan Yuanlongbai to panic.
Faced with the fierce, sharp sword coming at her, Jiang Chacha unleashed her demonic power and dodged. The sword tore through her clothes but did not pierce her heart.
Chongming twirled his sword and attacked her again: "Ancient great demon, don't dodge! This is my territory, my barrier!"
Jiang Chacha, holding a flaming staff, parried his longsword as it thrust at her again: "You told me not to dodge, yet you're after my heart. Have you been living in your own territory for too long, using other people's faces to live, forgetting that there are always people more powerful than you?"
Chongming laughed loudly, "Who said I've been living under someone else's mask all this time? Don't you like this mask of mine?"
Jiang Chacha launched an attack: "It seems you are only interested in my heart, not in us demons. You don't know that changing your face is just the most basic operation of demonic arts."
Chongming laughed wildly: "I know, but in your heart, isn't my face the most important thing?"
Jiang Chacha's flaming staff blazed brightly, hurtling towards Chongming like a fire dragon: "This face is the most important to me, how come I didn't know?"
Chongming held a sharp longsword and swung it to strike the opponent. Suddenly, the sword emitted a red light, as if it had transformed into a red fire dragon.
A five-colored fire dragon clashed with a red fire dragon.
With a loud bang, sparks flew everywhere, and the surrounding barrier shook.
Jiang Chacha was forced back repeatedly by the magical force she was struck in mid-air.
Chongming was also shaken and staggered back several steps.
Once the flames subsided, the residual magical power dissipated.
Chongming not only had her face transformed into Xuanyuan Longbai's, but her figure and clothes also became exactly the same as hers.
His voice, like that of Xuanyuan Longbai, was teasing, playful, and domineering as he called out to Jiang Chacha, "Good granddaughter, why are you so fierce?"
Jiang Chacha laughed in anger: "You, a male demon who is neither human nor god nor ghost nor demon, have cultivated the magic to read other people's minds. You are ugly and dare not show me your true face, so you treat me with the person in my mind. Do you think I will be soft-hearted and wait for you to dig out my heart to make up for your body?"
The male demon's face stiffened: "You know me?"
Jiang Chacha smiled and said, "In the Three Realms, Five Elements, and Six Paths, the one who least likes to show his true face and prefers to transform into other people's appearances is the male Rakshasa of the Rakshasa clan. Tell me, as a great demon, do you think I know you?"
The Rakshasa tribe has a long history of beautiful women and ugly men.
The male Rakshasa has a black body, red hair, and green eyes; he is extremely ugly and terrifying.
The female Rakshasa was stunningly beautiful, with an enchanting and unparalleled figure.
The appearances of men and women in their tribe are vastly different, and no matter how hard they try or how much they try to change, they cannot change this fact.
But they can use magic to disguise their faces, making themselves handsome and no longer so repulsive and disgusting.
The male demon Rakshasa's expression changed, and he transformed from Xuan Yuanlongbai's face to reveal his original crimson hair, green eyes, black body, and extremely ugly and terrifying appearance: "Since you have already seen through me, then I will no longer pretend in front of you."
"However, I still want to dig out your heart, this ancient demon, to eat it, and to taste it."
Jiang Chacha's smile vanished: "The demon race and the Rakshasa race have always kept to themselves since ancient times. You blocked my path, probed my mind, disguised yourself as the person in my heart, and wanted to kill me, dig out my heart to nourish your body. How could I know where you started watching me, or where you knew that a demon heart could nourish the body?"
His cultivation level was very high, no less than hers.
The sword in his hand was a magical artifact, like the crimson Kunwu sword forged from Kunwu stone in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
The male Rakshasa pointed his Kunwu sword at Jiang Chacha: "You great demon, you talk too much nonsense. You're not just stalling for time hoping that some dragon god in the sky will come to save you, are you?"
Jiang Chacha smiled abruptly, and the flaming staff in her hand suddenly grew larger as she hurled it at the male Rakshasa: "You're right, I'm just stalling for time."
If he doesn't talk, kill him.
He wanted to eat her heart, and she wanted to taste the flavor of a Rakshasa herself. The male Rakshasa watched as the thick, strong, and fierce club, wrapped in five-colored flames, attacked him. He channeled his magic power to summon the Kunwu Sword in his hand.
The sword suddenly grew larger under his magical power, and he gripped the hilt with both hands, directly clashing head-on with the flaming staff.
With a clang!
The sword and the staff clashed, producing a loud bang.
The powerful force jolted them both out of their grasp, sparks flying everywhere.
The sword blade was chipped and bent.
The flame stick was chopped open with a large gash.
Jiang Chacha and the male Rakshasa were both injured and fell from mid-air.
Two loud bangs, one after the other.
Jiang Chacha and the male Rakshasa crashed to the ground, creating two craters due to their magical power, sending rocks, trees, and dust flying.
The Kunwu Sword and the Flaming Staff, each without a master, fought each other in the sky, ignoring the fact that their blades were bent and missing a piece.
Jiang Chacha and the male Rakshasa, both disheveled and with tattered clothes and messy hair, crawled out of the pit. They looked at each other, mobilized their magic power, condensed it into energy, and attacked each other!
Boom boom boom!
clap clap clap!
Their weapons were clashing in the sky, and the two of them were fighting on the ground, each putting in their utmost effort, determined to die.
As the fight progressed, Jiang Chacha unleashed the Bai Ze Monster Painting. The enormous scroll, imbued with the powerful energy of a sacred beast, blocked the male Rakshasa's attack, while the sacred beast's energy then actively attacked the male Rakshasa.
The male Rakshasa was attacked and roared angrily, causing the mountains and forests to shake, thick smoke to billow, and visibility to be reduced to zero.
Jiang Chacha held the Haotian Painting Brush in her hand, and the Bai Ze monster paintings swirled around her.
The smoke was too thick for her to see clearly, so she followed the Bai Ze monster picture as it turned, her sharp eyes searching for the male Rakshasa.
The flaming staff and the Kunwu sword were locked in a fierce battle, with sparks and embers falling to the ground.
Unable to find the male Rakshasa, Jiang Chacha used blood and spiritual power as ink, intending to use the Haotian Brush to draw the Rakshasa image on the Bai Ze monster map.
Suddenly... a handsome man appeared behind the Bai Ze monster picture. He had a pair of golden dragon horns, golden eyes, long golden hair, a tall and straight figure, and was wearing a combat uniform.
Jiang Chacha paused, her hand still holding the pen. She stared blankly at the dragon with golden horns, her head throbbing as if it were about to explode...
It was at this moment that the dragon with golden horns summoned the Kunwu Sword again and stabbed it towards Jiang Chacha's heart.
Jiang Chacha's head was throbbing so badly that she was slow to react. As she tried to shield herself with her hand, the Kunwu Sword severed one of the red ropes on her wrist and pierced her heart with a soft thud.
Clang!
The fiery staff in the air angrily came to protect its master, smashing the Kunwu sword and breaking it in two. It then stood in front of Jiang Chacha, facing the male Rakshasa.
The other half of the Kunwu sword broke off in Jiang Chacha's heart. She clutched her heart, her legs gave way, and she knelt on one knee. Blood dripped from between her fingers onto the ground.
"Hahaha."
The male Rakshasa laughed loudly and unrestrainedly.
“My camouflage has never failed, and this time is no exception.”
"Jiang Chacha, after the great battle, you hid in Youdu Mountain for ten thousand years. You never thought you'd have this day, did you?"
"Hahaha, come, come, tell me, in the distant memories deep within your soul, who is this dragon with golden horns? I can, as you wish, disguise myself even more convincingly!"
"No, no!" On the distant North Sea Youdu Mountain, Xuanyuan Longbai kicked open the door of Kongqing Medicine Furnace with a fierce gait, found him, grabbed his collar with both hands and asked.
"You specially concocted the Regret and Forgetfulness Pill for my granddaughter, is it because she will regain her memories if she sees Chongming in the M31 star system?"