Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"How dare you underestimate me!"

When the Ninth Holy Son saw the big man squinting his eyes and not caring about him at all, he became furious.

He doesn't feel that he is inferior to the other party. They are both at the Nascent Soul level, and the original Demon Sect has always dominated at the same level. What's more, to be classified as the Holy Son, he has defeated them step by step on his own, and he is extremely confident in himself.

Even if you fail for a while, you will never give up.

However, the opponent's punch that seemed like nothing just made him feel afraid, so he immediately used his special skills.

A dark and domineering demonic shadow emerged from his body. Under the bright sun, there was no shadow under the Ninth Holy Son!

The demonic shadow flew out, and the Ninth Holy Son followed closely behind.

The way he cultivates takes into account both physical cultivation and the way of demonic shadow. It can be used near or far, can attack or defend, and is most flexible.

It's just that he prefers frontal fighting, especially breaking through the opponent's heavy defenses with his bare hands and tearing the opponent to pieces.

Seeing this scene, the First Holy Son retreated a few steps without leaving a trace.

He stared solemnly at the big man who had suddenly arrived.

"This man's aura is a bit strange... He can hurt the ninth junior brother with one punch. Normally, such a person should be quite famous."

However, in his memory, there was no characteristic of a monk that could match it.

At least for a thousand years, he had no impression of the famous Nascent Soul in Feng Linzhou.

"A monk from the Great Jin Dynasty? From the Changsheng Sect or the Wanxiang Sect? Could it be from Youxian Temple?"

Countless thoughts passed through the mind of the First Holy Son.

"You still can't see his roots... Let's take a look."

On the auspicious cloud behind him, several demon sect monks exuding the aura of perfection of the Nascent Soul, with different expressions, slightly exposed their figures, looking at the big man with a hint of a good show.

They have confidence in the strength of the Holy Son, and they are equally confident in their own strength.

At the same moment, in the Shenfu Lingtai, the strange voice sounded a little more confused and uncertain.

"Why is this person's aura so complicated...and extremely pure at the same time? Is it because I don't have a clear sense of it?"

“Besides, I always feel like I’ve heard of this person somewhere.”

However, Shen Fu was talking to himself without paying any attention to the strange voice, and looked at the sky nervously.

At this moment, he felt quite complicated. He hoped that the other party could defeat the Ninth Holy Son, but he also knew very well that even if the other party could defeat the Ninth Holy Son, it would probably not be the Seventh Holy Son and the First Son who had not yet taken action. The rival of the Son.

I am afraid that it is not even necessary for the other two Holy Sons to take action. The several Nascent Souls who are protecting the Holy Son on this trip can work together to defeat the opponent.

And at the moment when everyone has different thoughts.

The Ninth Holy Son had already arrived in front of the big man.

The tyrannical body squeezed the air, causing the big man's long black hair to fly backwards.

But the demonic shadow jumped on the big man first.

A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Holy Son.

"How dare you let my natal demon come into contact with my body..."

Ao Gui Ao, but he is not stupid. The opponent can hurt him before, and his strength cannot be underestimated. It would be great if he can determine the chance of victory in advance.

However, the surprise in his eyes was condensed in his pupils before it disappeared:

"Impossible! This is..."

On top of the big man, a demonic figure that looked exactly like the big man suddenly jumped out, and instantly hit the demonic figure that had just pounced on him!

The demonic shadow of the Ninth Holy Son was clearly invisible and insubstantial, but it was knocked away in an instant.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"He, he also knows the formless demonic shadow skill?"

Above the auspicious clouds, a Nascent Soul monk couldn't help but stutter.

"Is there a mistake? He is from our Holy Sect?"

The First Holy Son couldn't help but frown:

"This...how could this happen..."

He was determined not to believe this conclusion, but the facts before him were indeed true.

He couldn't help but look at the Seventh Holy Son not far away, but found that the other person had the same confused look on his face.

Compared with the confusion of other monks, the Ninth Holy Son, who was frozen in mid-air, was... even more confused!

The aura of the demonic shadow released by the other party cannot be said to be similar, it is exactly the same!

"But...how is this possible!"

The Ninth Holy Son's face was full of bewilderment.

He knew all the people in the sect who practiced the Formless Demonic Shadow Technique and could reach this level, and there was no one like him at all.

"The demon shadow... turns out to be a slight change in the way of the soul..."

The big man opposite did not take the opportunity to take action, but narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was reminiscing.

The other party's contemptuous attitude immediately angered the Ninth Holy Son again.

"court death!"

The Ninth Holy Son no longer had any intention of holding back. With a thought, the distant demonic figure was instantly sucked into his body like running water. Immediately, a statue wearing a robe and wearing twelve robes suddenly opened on his body. The five-color crown is beautiful, but the majestic shadow of the appearance cannot be seen clearly.

The demonic energy is overwhelming, emptying like waves!

"The Formless Holy Emperor!"

On top of Nanshaocheng, Diao Taiping couldn't help but exclaimed.

As the leader of a small sect that was surviving under the original Demon Sect, Diao Taiping knew almost everything about the situation within the Original Demon Sect.

The original demon sect suppressed the thousands of demon sects in Dayan, relying on many factors, but the nine holy emperor methods passed down in the sect were undoubtedly the most important factors.

Each inheritance, cultivated to the end, can penetrate the remaining will of the nine demon saint emperors in this world.

And the Ninth Holy Son's ability to possess the Formless Holy Emperor has undoubtedly brought this skill to the limit of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The next step is to condense the Holy Emperor's will into his own body and create the opportunity to achieve enlightenment.

"Junior Brother Ninth is hiding quite well."

Seeing the appearance of the Formless Holy Emperor, the First Holy Son couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

The Seventh Holy Son on the side couldn't help but look ugly.

"This guy……"

The saints in the original Demon Sect seemed to be brothers and sisters, but when they were born in the Demon Sect, how could there be any true harmony?

They are all chasing each other and fighting openly and secretly.

He had been paying attention to the saints at the top of the list, and he had no idea that the ninth saint, who was behind him, had secretly cultivated to such a level.

Thinking of this, he no longer looked at the strong man, the situation was already clear.

No matter how strong the opponent is, they are only at the Nascent Soul level after all.

In front of the Holy Son, who is blessed by the Holy Emperor's will, after all, he is just...

Everyone's thoughts sounded complicated, but they only happened in a moment.

"it's over."

The Ninth Holy Son stood high in the air, slowly raised his hand and patted the strong man.

At this moment, the face of the Ninth Holy Son, which originally had a hint of arrogance, was filled with supreme majesty and indifference, without sadness or joy.

As his palms clapped, the world instantly darkened as if covered in darkness.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be deprived, and they could only see a big hand that quickly grew in size in mid-air...

Facing this palm.

A shadow slowly appeared on the strong man's body.

The phantom was faintly like the Ninth Holy Son opposite, wearing a uniform and a crown. However, the moment the phantom formed, it seemed to have touched a taboo and quickly collapsed.

Feeling the changes in the shadow, a trace of regret flashed in the strong man's eyes:

"It doesn't seem possible. His essence is not just a divine soul... Is the Formless Demon Emperor the Holy Son of the Original Demon Sect? This is indeed Dayan... Tsk, it seems that he can't get 150,000 meritorious services."

There was a hint of regret in his tone.

However, in his eyes, there was a hint of excitement that had been dormant for a long time.

He took a step forward lightly.

Mysterious and mysterious lines appeared on the body.

He immediately closed his fist.

Countless streams of light quickly condensed in his hands, and then...

Punch!

quietly.

However, at this moment, the sky... lit up.

There was an instant silence all around.

"you……"

In mid-air, half of the body of the Ninth Holy Son disappeared, and his only one eye widened.

He didn't even have time to feel the pain, there was only shock in his eyes!

Defeated!

Even though he was possessed by the Formless Holy Emperor, he was defeated! ?

Is he dreaming?

"He's not dead yet?"

The strong man looked surprised:

"You can survive two punches from me, you are the Holy Son, and you are the first to jump out... It seems that you should be the First Holy Son... just right!"

Although he only glanced at it briefly and did not accept the mission, it should be...feasible to go back and make up for it after the fight, right?

Although the Ninth Holy Son could not understand what the other party said, he finally reacted at this moment.

His eyes were horrified!

"escape!"

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind!

He has used all his life's knowledge and tried his best, but in front of the opponent, he still can't even block a punch. This is no longer his problem, but the opponent's problem!

He flew in the direction of Xiangyun in a hurry!

At the same time, the First and Seventh Holy Sons, as well as the original Demon Sect Nascent Soul monks who were watching, reacted immediately after a brief shock.

"How dare you hurt my Holy Son of the Holy Sect!"

An old man from the original demon sect Yuanying yelled angrily.

As he spoke, a total of six Nascent Souls rushed towards the strong man in an instant!

Both the First and Seventh Holy Son looked hesitant, but the Seventh Holy Son gritted his teeth and rushed forward following the others.

He felt that his strength was about the same as that of the Ninth Holy Son. If he fought this strong man alone, he would probably be able to sustain only a few moves at most. However, with six veteran sect Nascent Souls around, it would not be that dangerous. On the contrary, if he acted alone, But it is more dangerous.

However, he was still a little worried. Seeing that the First Holy Son still had no intention of taking action, he turned his eyes and made an anxious look:

"Senior Brother! Let's go together! Don't let him hurt the life of the ninth junior brother!"

When the First Holy Son heard this, his handsome face was filled with calmness and indifference:

"Seventh Junior Brother, don't worry, I will hold the battle for you all."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

Dark red Yin flags jumped out and quickly enveloped the surrounding area.

This Yin flag has a total of eighty-one sides, and on each side, there is a ghost burned by the fire evil. As soon as it appears, there are sudden gusts of wind, but there is also an extremely unbearable feeling of burning and sultry heat.

"Red Demon Fire Banner!"

When the Seventh Holy Son saw this, he suddenly felt a little more at ease in his heart.

Although this Red Devil Fire Banner is a fourth-level magic weapon, it has eighty-one Yin banners in an array. Although it is not as good as the transformed spirit, it is still enough to suppress all Nascent Souls.

This object was a protective object given to the First Holy Son by the sect master himself.

With this treasure, unless he is a god, he is almost invincible.

The Seventh Holy Son immediately followed the six Nascent Souls and flew towards him. Around his body, forty-nine Demon Children quickly emerged, blocking him at all times.

He didn't dare to have any reservations, and he had already resorted to all possible means to suppress the situation.

However, when the strong man saw so many Yuanying monks coming to kill him, he did not chase the Ninth Holy Son, nor did he retreat to avoid it. Instead, he flew towards him!

"Arrogant!"

Although the Seventh Holy Son was extremely afraid, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel furious.

With a thought in their mind, the forty-nine demon children burst out crying, countless ripples were released from their mouths, and the demonic sound filled their ears, reaching straight to their souls!

Once it hits the soul, it will instantly disintegrate!

However, at the moment when the demonic sound touched the strong man, the strong man calmly opened his mouth.

"ha!"

A demonic sound that was almost consistent with the cry of the demon boy burst out from the strong man's mouth in an instant.

Directly canceling out and drowning out the demon child's demonic sound.

Seeing this scene, the Seventh Holy Son couldn't help but his pupils trembled!

"He knows our magic!"

"No, he should learn it in an instant and then perform it."

A veteran Yuanying monk in the sect said with a solemn expression.

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Holy Son immediately widened his eyes:

"How can this be?!"

…

"I remember this person's identity..."

On the chaotic auspicious clouds, the cultivators nervously gathered around the seriously injured Ninth Holy Son to treat him.

Shen Fu watched the battle not far away without moving, but at this moment, a strange voice suddenly spoke in his spiritual platform.

Shen Fu was shocked when he heard the strange voice and asked impatiently:

"who is he?"

The demonic voice didn't show off, and said directly:

"If I remember correctly, this person should be the master of the Wanfa lineage of the Wanxiang Sect of the Jin Dynasty... His surname is Yao. I can't remember his name clearly. I only remember that someone called him Yao Wudi."

"Yao Wudi? Isn't this name a bit..."

However, thinking of the scene when the other party punched away the Ninth Holy Son possessed by the Holy Emperor, who was like a god and demon, Shen Fu couldn't help but paused.

To be able to do this... isn't it invincible or what?

"This man is extraordinary. Thousands of years ago, some people called him the invincible Yuanying Realm. He was invited by the current Chu Emperor Xiang Shou to sit in Chu. He worked with the Great Jin Transformation God to mediate the dispute between Wu and Chu. He single-handedly suppressed the Great Wu Dynasty. No one in the Infant Realm can be his opponent, and he is so powerful."

The demonic voice sighed somewhat:

"I remember that before I passed away, this person had been stuck in Nascent Soul for many years. He should have passed away long ago, but I didn't expect that he was still alive..."

After hearing this, Shen Fu suddenly felt a sense of yearning.

How magnificent is it when one person dominates the whole country?

If he can do it one day, this life will be enough.

"It's a pity that after so many years, today's Nascent Souls probably don't know how powerful he is. Although these people from the original Demon Sect are not weak, I'm afraid they don't have a chance to take him down... Uh, I take it back. My words, you, the First Holy Son, are a bit cheating, you even took out the 'Red Demonic Fire Banner'."

There was a rare hint of appreciation and sympathy in the tone of the demonic voice.

After hearing this, Shen Fu quickly looked over.

Then he saw dark red Yin flags flying down from the hands of the First Holy Son.

Yao Wudi was surrounded by Yin Banners, and the Seventh Holy Son and six others also blocked his path tacitly.

But what followed was a scene that left Shen Fu stunned.

Yao Wudi also used all the methods used by the Seventh Holy Son and several others.

Not only are they exactly the same, they are even more powerful than the genuine ones.

"This is the terrifying thing about Wanfa Lineage. They can master the opponent's methods in an instant, and even use corresponding methods to restrain them. The key is that their foundation is incredibly strong... If I were you, I would hurry up now. Walk."

A strange voice suddenly said.

Shen Fu was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

That's right, Yao Wudi has now restrained everyone in the Original Demon Sect, and it looks like it will last for a long time. This is the best moment for him to take advantage of the opportunity to escape.

He was about to pull away, but suddenly he noticed a gaze falling on him.

Shen Fu looked back subconsciously.

Then he saw a handsome face with eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, facing the red demon fire flag in the mid-air not far away.

Shen Fu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

"The First Holy Son... is still staring at me!"

"Lao Mo Jiang is right. I'm afraid he really wants to transform me into an incarnation."

But at this moment, the strange voice couldn't help but said:

"Why are you still stunned? Run away quickly. He doesn't dare to get away now. Do you want to wait until Yao Wudi is defeated before leaving?"

Shen Fu gritted his teeth immediately after hearing this.

Although he was not very smart, he was always decisive. When he heard this, he immediately left the auspicious clouds and flew towards the north without hesitation.

"Junior Brother Shenfu, where are you going?"

The voice of the First Holy Son appeared in Shen Fu's ears almost instantly.

After applying, I just feel like the hairs all over my body stand on end!

He followed the sound and suddenly saw the figure of the First Holy Son standing not far in front of him, staring at him leisurely and leisurely.

On the other side, there is a First Holy Son controlling the Red Demon Fire Banner.

"It's the incarnation! I didn't expect him to hide so deeply. I'm afraid he is about to condense the spirit of transformation..."

In the spiritual platform, the strange voice was extremely solemn.

After hearing this, Shen Fu had no time to scold the other party for his idea, and said without changing his expression:

"Back to Senior Brother, Junior Brother is not strong enough. I would like to ask Master to come and capture this beast in person."

"hehe……"

The First Holy Son smiled slightly, but without saying anything else, he directly raised his hand to grab Shen Fu!

Upon seeing this, Shen Fu's expression changed drastically, and he finally stopped trying to hide it. He raised his hand and a head flew out of his sleeve, and flew towards the First Holy Son stiffly but with a ferocious face.

The First Holy Son chuckled, and with a flick of his finger, the flying head exploded instantly.

However, at this moment, Shen Fu shouted angrily in a low voice:

"burst!"

In the flying head, a spark suddenly lit up, and then exploded instantly!

However, what made Shen Fu look extremely embarrassed was that a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the First Holy Son, and he immediately raised his hand and made a pinching motion.

Pfft——

The explosion that should have exploded completely, even making Jindan Zhenren unable to withstand it, actually turned into a line of smoke after a muffled sound.

"It seems you have guessed what I am going to do, so why bother resisting?"

The First Holy Son smiled gently.

However, Shen Fu only felt terrified.

He quickly raised his hand, but found that there seemed to be invisible forces around him that instantly pinched him, and he was unable to make any movement at all.

Even the mana was cut off.

At this moment, a hint of helpless despair arose in Shen Fu's heart.

The First Holy Son flew over quietly and looked at Shen Fu up and down, admiring the rare treasure without concealing the greed in his eyes.

"If I hadn't wanted to practice Dao Ji with the true intention of the Red Demon Emperor, I would have been able to transform into a god long ago... After waiting for decades, I almost gave up, but finally waited... Damn it!"

The First Holy Son suddenly turned back.

Then, in the formation formed by the red demon fire flags, a bare-chested strong man knocked back seven people with one punch and shouted angrily:

"Not enough! Not enough!"

"You are really useless! You have no strength at all!"

The ghost fire demons in the eighty-one red demon fire demon flags burned on his body, and countless ghost souls wrapped around his body, but under the mysterious lines on his body, they had no effect at all.

As if aware of the gaze of the First Holy Son, the strong man suddenly raised his head to look at him, and suddenly grinned:

"Come here you go!"

The expressions of the two First Holy Sons both changed.

I saw the strong man suddenly opened his mouth and shouted to the sky.

"ha!"

In an instant, the demonic sound filled my ears, and even the red demonic fire flag shook. The ghosts tortured by the fire in the flag were extinguished one after another with bang, bang, bang!

Affected by this, the Red Demon Fire Banner suddenly lost its spirituality and showed a flaw.

The strong man stretched out his palm, and the two First Saint Sons felt a terrifying suction coming from them instantly.

"The power of magnetism!"

The expressions of the two saint sons suddenly changed!

Immediately, he no longer dared to be negligent at all, and the separated incarnation immediately jumped into the main body of the Red Demon Fire Banner Formation.

The incarnation and the main body worked together to freeze the body instantly.

"Formation!"

The First Holy Son looked solemn. He originally thought that although the other party was in danger, he was still under control. However, the changes just now made him realize in an instant that he might have really underestimated the other party.

At the same time, the red demon fire flags quickly flew back, and then under the control of the First Holy Son, they flew around several people.

Several people immediately separated into different positions in a tacit understanding. In an instant, the auras of several people were rising steadily!

However, the strong man who saw this scene had no intention of stopping him at all, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha! That's it!"

Seeing that after forming the formation, the auras on the bodies of several people were unable to make any progress.

Yao Wudi laughed loudly and rushed forward...

"He, why didn't he take the opportunity to take action just now? If he had taken action just now..."

When Shen Fu, who was trapped in place, saw this scene, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

In the spiritual platform, the strange voice said with emotion:

"If the guess is correct, he should want to use the pressure from the outside world to fully understand his own way... There are gains and losses. Wan Dharma has mastered too many things, but he is also troubled by them. With his talent, if it were another person, The inheritance may have transformed into a god long ago.”

"But if it were a different inheritance, maybe it wouldn't be so amazing. Just now, I underestimated him. Over the past thousand years, he has made progress... I'm afraid that even if he is not the opponent of the Transformation God, he can't be too far behind. .”

I seem to understand the application but not understand it.

But being able to use the three holy sons of the Original Demon Sect and the six Nascent Soul Lords as stepping stones, there is no doubt that this Yao Wudi is terrifyingly powerful!

"Walk!"

After the First Holy Son briefly exchanged blows, he was immediately shocked to discover the gap between himself and the other party, and shouted quickly.

However, how could the strong man who had already fought hard let go so easily? He suddenly raised his hand and shook it hard, and a ray of darkness instantly descended, covering him, the First and Seventh Holy Son, and everyone else...

The outside world can no longer hear any sound from it, and can no longer feel any movement from it.

"this……"

The Ninth Holy Son looked solemn and quickly ordered: "Retreat a hundred miles, no, three hundred miles!"

Three hundred miles is not a long distance, but if something happens, it is usually enough for him to escape.

Shen Fu was still in the same place, unable to break free. He could only watch the monks fleeing around him and the deathly darkness in front of him.

Half a day later.

Shen Fu suddenly noticed that the invisible power around his body quickly dissipated.

The dead darkness in front of him also began to dissipate.

And at this moment the darkness dissipated.

The sky suddenly became gloomy, and a rain of blood quickly dropped, followed by the second, third... and eight in a row!

at the same time.

A bare-chested, slightly embarrassed man with several storage instruments stuffed into his waist slowly stepped out of the dissipating darkness.

The mysterious lines on his body were actually reduced by half compared to before.

The lines on his arms have completely disappeared.

However, I noticed that the originally complicated aura on the strong man felt a sense of harmony at this moment. In the Shenfu Lingtai, a strange voice suddenly sighed:

"He has already stood in front of the threshold of becoming a god. He only has one last step to take..."

At this time, the strong man glanced around.

Seeing the instantly empty Nanshaocheng and Shen Fu who had not yet had time to escape, he couldn't help but frown:

"What a loss..."

His eyes looked into the distance, as if he had penetrated the infinite distance.

"The First Holy Son can still catch up..."

Uh-huh.

He disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already on top of a palace that was flying at extremely fast speeds!

The strong man frowned slightly, then raised his hand and reached into the palace.

The half-disabled Ninth Holy Son was captured instantly.

Under the astonished gaze of the Ninth Holy Son, the strong man took off the magic weapon stored in the opponent's body.

He immediately turned around and left.

"Defeat the First Holy Son and raise the power of the Jin Dynasty, but don't kill him...that's what the mission says, right?"

In mid-air, the strong man frowned and thought with some uncertainty.