Mortal Seeking Immortal

Before the Demon King finished speaking, his expression changed, and a shrill scream came from his mouth!

"Renxiu, how dare you swallow my soul! You really are too impatient to live!"

It turned out that Wu Yong was so aroused by Ye Zhou's words that he learned to fight back and began to actively devour the demon king's soul.

The Demon King was unwilling to be swallowed by Wu Yong and accelerated the devouring speed. Both sides were enduring the pain and devouring each other.

Half an hour later, Wu Yong, who was sitting cross-legged in the demon-subduing and demon-trapping formation, suddenly closed his eyes, his head hung weakly, and the two auras on his body disappeared at the same time, as if he fell into a coma.

Ye Zhou looked at Wu Yong without blinking, waiting for Wu Yong to wake up.

Several hours passed without realizing it.

The sky was slightly brighter, and Wu Yong, who had been in a coma, suddenly woke up. A strange and familiar breath was released from Wu Yong's body. The two souls in Wu Yong's body had been fused. Ye Zhou looked at Wu Yong expectantly. use.

Wu Yong slowly raised his head, and a cold green light came from his eyes. Ye Zhou's heart sank. "Wu Yong" grinned at Ye Zhou and said mockingly: "Ren Xiu, even if you spend all your efforts to get the soul-melting pill, What’s the use? It’s just to speed up the demise of your friends.”

"Speaking of which, I should really thank you. If it weren't for your soul-melting pill, I wouldn't be able to control this body so quickly."

Ye Zhou's eyes dimmed a bit, as if he had accepted the fact that Wu Yong's soul was gone.

Just when Ye Zhou was in a low mood, a creaking sound of metal friction came from 'Wu Yong'. Now the demon king has completely controlled Wu Yong's body, his strength has greatly increased, and he began to try to escape from the constraints of the demon-conquering formation. Break free.

Ye Zhou took a step back slightly.

It was seen that the demon-subduing and demon-trapping formation that trapped Wu Yong seemed to have reached its limit. There were cracks on the dozens of golden iron chains tied to Wu Yong's body, and they might break at any time.

The spiritual light in the demon-conquering and trapping formation flickered on and off, and the aura on 'Wu Yong''s body became stronger and stronger.

Ye Zhou didn't dare to stay here for a long time. He moved his feet and two yin and yang fish appeared in front of Ye Zhou. Ye Zhou moved his feet and was about to escape from this place.

At this time, there was a bang of metal breaking, Ye Zhou's heart tightened, and his body disappeared from the spot.

After Ye Zhou left, another series of metal cracking sounds were heard on Wu Yong's body. The aura of the demon-subduing and demon-trapping formation under Wu Yong's body dissipated. He slowly stood up from the formation, moved his hands and feet slightly, and looked towards Ye Zhou disappeared in the direction with a cold look in his eyes.

"Ren Xiu, today this king will settle this account with you."

After saying that, the figure of 'Wu Yong' turned into a black light and shot towards the horizon in the distance.

After escaping from the small island, Ye Zhou did not dare to stop at all. He moved his two steps to the extreme, and his figure turned into a faint afterimage, rushing forward without stopping.

In just a moment, the island was left behind by Ye Zhou and could not be seen.

Instead of feeling lighter, Ye Zhou's mood became even heavier.

The surrounding sea was calm, and Ye Zhou smelled a hint of danger. The strong sense of crisis made Ye Zhou stop. At the same time, a faint shadow appeared out of thin air only a few feet away in front of Ye Zhou.

The shadow slowly solidified and turned into Wu Yong's appearance.

Ye Zhou released the Tiantian Bell and smashed it at 'Wu Yong'. At the same time, he turned around and shot in another direction.

Before Ye Zhou could escape ten feet away, a huge roar came from behind Ye Zhou. The Sky Alchemy Bell that Ye Zhou had just hit was knocked back by 'Wu Yong'.

Ye Zhou mobilized his spiritual power to take back the Heavenly Refining Bell. At this moment, the figure of 'Wu Yong' appeared in front of him like a ghost, only five feet away. He was looking at Ye Zhou with a sneer on his face, with a hint of teasing in his eyes. .

"Renxiu, use whatever skills you have left."

As soon as 'Wu Yong' finished speaking, he saw his figure disappear from the place. Ye Zhou was busy running the Demon God's Body Forging Technique, and the skin of his whole body emitted a dim golden light.

Ye Zhou's consciousness was released, and the next moment, he waved his fist and hit something in front of him.

boom!

There was a loud noise on the spot, and Ye Zhou's figure flew backwards dozens of feet away. The figure of 'Wu Yong' slowly appeared on the spot, and behind 'Wu Yong', a phantom of a monster several feet high loomed.

Ye Zhou once again used the Demon God's Body Strengthening Technique to stabilize his body. His entire right arm trembled slightly, and there was a sharp pain in his arm. His fists were bloody and bloody. This was caused by Wu Yong's blow just now. harm.

Since the demon king took over Wu Yong's body, Wu Yong's physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary monks. Even Ye Zhou, who had practiced the Demon God's body-building technique, was no match for Wu Yong.

Ye Zhou looked at 'Wu Yong' not far away with fear.

'Wu Yong' glanced lightly from Ye Zhou's arm, and the next moment, he moved!

Just as Ye Zhou was about to reach out to summon the Heavenly Alchemy Bell to block it in front of him, unexpectedly, 'Wu Yong' was already approaching, so he had no choice but to punch Wu Yong's attack.

boom! boom! boom!

Three loud noises were heard in mid-air!

Ye Zhou's figure was sent flying a hundred feet away by Wu Yong, and he fell heavily onto an uninhabited island.

boom!

Debris is flying across the desert island!

Ye Zhou's figure disappeared into a pile of rubble, which was stained with blood.

‘Wu Yong’ stood above the island, looking down at the pile of rubble with a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Renxiu, get up and fight me again!"

The rocks in the center of the rubble tumbled. Ye Zhou stood up from the rubble covered in blood. His entire right arm was stained with blood, and all the superficial blood vessels burst. The injuries on his finger joints were even more visible. Bones, bursts of severe pain shot up from Ye Zhou's right arm.

Ye Zhou looked coldly at 'Wu Yong' in the sky, without any fear in his eyes.

When "Wu Yong" saw Ye Zhou getting up, he punched Ye Zhou again. With a thought in Ye Zhou's mind, a cold light flew out from his sleeve and shot towards "Wu Yong".

"The flying sword of destiny?"

'Wu Yong' didn't take this cold light seriously. He snorted coldly and punched the cold light.

Just when 'Wu Yong''s fist was about to hit the cold light, the cold light suddenly changed direction, speeded up a few minutes, and went around behind 'Wu Yong'.

'Wu Yong' frowned and moved slightly. The cold light shot into 'Wu Yong''s left shoulder with a pop, and then shot out from the front.

Blood spurted out from the wound on 'Wu Yong''s left shoulder.

The expression on 'Wu Yong''s face turned cold, and his eyes looking at Ye Zhou were filled with murderous intent.

"Renxiu, how dare you hurt me!"

If 'Wu Yong' hadn't escaped in time, this cold light might have penetrated his heart.

'Wu Yong' used his spiritual power to recover from the injury, but suddenly found that this wound was not like an ordinary wound. It recovered very slowly. He looked carefully and found that there were a few small blue arcs wrapped around the wound. These few small arcs of electricity were preventing his wounds from recovering.