I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

In front of him was an endless dark red space. The air was as hot as fire, as if he were in a lava space.

The air was still filled with extremely strong evil spirits, giving people a suffocating and depressing feeling.

This is what Zhao Heng felt after entering the Qiankun Jiyang Cauldron.

At this time, he was still imprisoned by that powerful energy. Even though he struggled desperately, he could not move at all.

"Thump, thump...!"

Suddenly, Zhao Heng heard a heartbeat in his ears.

It was said to be a heartbeat, but in fact it was more like thunder, or like ten thousand strong men beating drums hard. The sound was loud and deafening.

The heartbeat made Zhao Heng's heart beat violently and uncontrollably, hitting his chest hard, as if it was about to jump out of his heart at any time.

He couldn't move his body and his eyes slowly moved up.

He saw a group of flames floating in the void above his head, similar to the flames surrounding the Qiankun Jiyang Cauldron.

It was a 'lotus-shaped' dark red flame.

In the center of the flame is a heart that shines with purple gold and beats powerfully.

At this time, the heart was bathed in flames, slowly descending, and came to Zhao Heng.

The center of the heart gradually cracked open, and a vertical pupil opened.

The pupils are also purple-gold, and the central area is surrounded by a circle of dark red runes, exuding mystery, vicissitudes and powerful aura.

The purple-gold vertical pupils stared at Zhao Heng like this.

It seems like the gods are looking down from the nine heavens, or like the demons from hell are spying in purgatory.

At that moment, Zhao Heng felt that his body and soul were trembling uncontrollably.

This feeling can no longer be described only as fear.

Just like an ant facing a giant dragon or a mayfly facing a roc, the other party does not deliberately intimidate or attack.

Just the most ordinary breath, for ants and mayflies, is already a devastating disaster.

Under the gaze of this eye, Zhao Heng felt that his body was as transparent as every detail, and every detail was completely understood by the other party and could not be hidden.

"As expected, you have mastered the first level of Burning Heaven's Ten Thousand Tribulations Body, the Yinxuan Body, and it is a perfect state without any flaws. This really surprises me!"

The Demon Lord's voice penetrated into Zhao Heng's ears, like thunder, shocking the heart.

The purple-gold pupils shrank as it continued to observe Zhao Heng and muttered to itself.

"Obviously it is the purest hidden spiritual root, but it is able to step into the Ascension Realm. The soul is comparable to the warriors of the Guiyuan Realm, and the profound energy and innate energy are also very pure. Tsk tsk tsk, interesting, interesting."

"Eh...?"

The Demon Lord suddenly let out a light sigh.

"Your dantian... you have actually developed three 'deputy dantians'. It's a very special technique. It reminds me of an interesting guy. Are you his descendant?

However, this is not important anymore. I am very satisfied with your body! "

Facing the scrutiny of his heart and talking to himself, Zhao Heng's mood was extremely complicated.

Absurdity, horror and despair!

In front of the other party, let alone resisting, he couldn't even speak.

In his two lifetimes, this was the first time that Zhao Heng felt such a powerless feeling.

He could only stare at the other person, expressing his inner struggle and unwillingness with his eyes.

And it seemed that because he had chosen a suitable body, the devil lord with a special appearance was in a rare and happy mood.

Or perhaps the thousand years of loneliness and depression gave him a desire to talk.

It didn't do anything to Zhao Heng immediately, but instead spoke with interest.

"You must be curious about what I want to do with your body.

Since you are about to devote your life, I will tell you some secrets out of mercy. "

No need for Zhao Heng to respond, the Demon Lord said in his own words: "In that war between good and evil, I was attacked and injured by a hateful guy, and then suppressed under the Qiankun Jiyang Cauldron for a thousand years.

Although my physical body is so powerful that no one in the entire Southern Region can rival it, it was eventually wiped out, leaving only the core of my heart. "

After hearing this, Zhao Heng couldn't help but feel shocked.

After being suppressed for thousands of years, he could still survive with only one heart.

This guy's vitality is so terrifying. Is this really what humans can achieve?

The Demon Lord continued: "In order to get out of trouble, before it was completely sealed, I scattered the twelve copper plates engraved with the Burning Heaven Ten Thousand Tribulation Body technique and twelve drops of blood on the other twelve battlefields.

And set up a ban to connect them to this main battlefield.

In order that one day, future generations can pass through these ruins and reopen my seal.

Although I have broken through the seal now, my condition is not good. I urgently need to fuse with a suitable physical body to restore my strength.

But the ordinary fleshly body cannot carry my heart at all. Those people who had previously exploded and died during the fusion process.

And you... Although your cultivation is weak, you have developed a Yinxuan body and successfully accommodated the power of my essence and blood.

Therefore, your body is the most suitable container for me. "

Zhao Heng felt a chill in his heart and felt extremely angry that his body was described as a container.

At the same time, he was also deeply shocked. It turned out that when he entered the first ruins and obtained the bronze fragment and blood essence, he had already been plotted by the devil.

"Okay, no more wasting time.

Before merging with you, you can also say a last word. If I am in a good mood, I may help you realize it.

Remember, there is only one sentence. "

Runes flowed in Zijin's pupils, and Zhao Heng felt that the restraints around him relaxed a little, and he was able to speak again.

Zhao Heng pondered for a moment, then suddenly stared at the heart and shouted in a decisive tone.

"Demon Lord, if you have the guts, spare my life!"

"..."

The purple-gold vertical pupil was slightly startled, and then laughed sarcastically.

"Little guy, it's really funny.

Come on, open your mouth, let me in!"

Zhao Heng was about to curse, what kind of perverted request was this.

The next moment, his body was locked again, and his mouth opened uncontrollably.

The heart wrapped in flames instantly turned into a stream of light, rushing directly into his mouth, down his throat, and straight into his stomach...

Then, a stream of hot energy poured into Zhao Heng's heart.

That feeling was like swallowing a mouthful of magma into his throat and then flowing into his heart.

The terrifying heat release made Zhao Heng feel that his heart seemed to melt in the next moment.

"Ah...!"

At this moment, Zhao Heng couldn't help but let out a painful roar.

In the state of the Silver Mysterious Body, the veins on his forehead, neck and arms suddenly bulged, like a knotted tree root, and the color gradually changed from green to red.

Then, the Buddha fire lingering on Zhao Heng's body also burned fiercely at this moment.

The hot energy gradually spread from the heart, penetrated into the internal organs, muscles and bones, eroded his body, and even invaded the altar.

It felt like someone was going to devour Zhao Heng alive from his body.

His body began to resist instinctively, but everything was in vain.

"Hehe... Don't be nervous, the fusion process will indeed be a little painful, and it will pass soon.

When your consciousness is replaced by this seat, and your body is completely integrated with this seat, you will not feel pain.

You should feel honored to be assimilated by this seat and carry my noble bloodline."

"I'm honored to be your uncle!"

Under the severe pain, Zhao Heng's body burst out with extraordinary potential, and actually broke free of a trace of external restraints.

He cursed angrily and frantically mobilized the blood, mysterious energy and power of heaven and earth in his body.

He used all the energy he could to try to contain the fiery energy that was devouring his body and soul.

"It's useless. The only power in the world that can suppress me is this Qiankun Jiyang Ding in the entire Southern Region.

Unfortunately, the Ding is now broken. Before it is repaired, no one can make it recognize its master and use its original power.

In other words, there is no power in the Southern Region now that can restrain me."

"Hmm...?"

Hearing the proud words of the Demon Lord, Zhao Heng's mind was struck by thunder, as if he was awakened from a dream, and suddenly thought of something.

In the process of being rapidly eroded and assimilated by the Demon Lord's energy.

He desperately drew out a trace of spiritual power, hooked the storage ring between his fingers, and locked one of the items.

The next moment.

Zhao Heng's fingers flashed with a faint light, and a tiny round Ding appeared in his clenched palm.

He clenched his fist with all his strength, allowing his palm to be pierced by the Ding body, and blood seeped out between his fingers and was absorbed by the small Ding.

The next moment, the small tripod directly merged into Zhao Heng's palm.

The two seemed to merge into one, and Zhao Heng could summon the small tripod at will, or merge it into any part of his body.

He immediately tried to draw out a faint and mysterious power from the small tripod.

This power entered his body along the palm of his hand, approaching the corrosive power released by the Demon Lord.

When the two forces met.

"Chi Chi..."

The part of the energy that the Demon Lord invaded Zhao Heng's right arm evaporated like ice and snow under high temperature.

In an instant, the hot and overbearing corrosive power that ravaged Zhao Heng's body suddenly shrank like a mouse seeing a cat.

Then the Demon Lord exclaimed.

"Extreme Yang Power, how can you use the original power of Qiankun Extreme Yang Tripod!"