Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

As soon as the Demon Lord disappeared, Chen Yuan noticed subtle spatial fluctuations.

He immediately activated his true energy, and the silver-white light of the air-defying robe flashed. He flapped his wings behind his back and teleported a hundred feet away, avoiding the grasp.

The Demon Lord finally changed his expression: "Who are you?"

The art of locking the world is useless. Even the great monks cannot use the art of teleportation now!

Chen Yuan looked stern and remained silent.

Although in the Demon Realm, his teleportation distance is also limited and greatly shortened, and he looks the same as a great monk, but his essence is actually completely different. There is a huge difference.

His mastery of the power of space comes from Kunpeng's true blood. Only the power of the true spirit can prohibit his teleportation technique.

Several great monks breathed a sigh of relief. After the Demon Lord used the technique of locking heaven and earth, they found that they could no longer use the teleportation technique. They were very worried that Chen Yuan would die in the hands of the Demon Lord.

But then, several people looked surprised. Chen Yuan could actually use the teleportation technique, and the world was of no use to him.

Doesn't this mean that they, the great monks, can't lock Chen Yuan even if they use the teleportation technique?

The other Yuanying monks were very excited, especially Xuan Yuanzi who was fighting monsters.

When the Demon Lord targeted Chen Yuan, Xuan Yuanzi was very worried. His life was approaching, and the Lingyun Sect would still need Chen Yuan's protection in the future. He must not die in the Demon Realm.

Xuan Yuanzi was shocked when he saw Chen Yuan sacrifice a high-level magic weapon, sprout wings from his back, and perform teleportation.

He originally wanted to take care of Chen Yuan in the Demon Realm and protect him, but he didn't expect that Chen Yuan's strength had surpassed him.

Like Xuan Yuanzi, everyone's morale was greatly boosted and they worked even harder when fighting monsters.

Those tenth-level monsters are already in danger in the hands of the great monks. Once they free their hands, the Demon Lord will no longer be able to continue his arrogance.

They could clearly see that the Demon King seemed to be powerful and could use Chu Xiao's magical power without any loss, but in fact he was not as invincible as he showed.

Otherwise, he would not have planned for Gu Zuo to murder Daoxuan, nor would he have recruited three great demonic monks first, but would have directly slaughtered all the Nascent Soul monks present.

As long as he is not a god-transforming monk, five great monks can definitely kill him if they join forces!

The Demon Lord listened to the screams and roars of the monsters around him, looked at Chen Yuan, and said slowly: "It seems that you are not just a simple physical practitioner. My biggest gain today is your body."

After that, he teleported behind an early Yuanying monk beside him, stretched out his bloody claws, and pierced directly into the vital part of his heart!

This man was fighting a monster and had no idea that the Demon Lord would suddenly attack him. He was unprepared and immediately stayed where he was with his eyes distracted.

The Demon Lord retracted his bloody claws and grabbed a three-inch red Nascent Soul. His face was full of horror and he said anxiously: "Don't kill me..."

Demon Lord put the Nascent Soul into his mouth expressionlessly, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it as if he had swallowed a pill.

Everyone who saw this scene had their hair standing on end and was sweating profusely.

The eighth-level monster that was fighting with the dead man opened its bloody mouth, bit the man's body, chewed hard twice, swallowed it, and then went to look for the next opponent.

At the same time, the Demon Lord flashed and teleported behind another mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. He stretched out his bloody claws and grabbed the vital part of this person's back.

But after the Demon Lord took action just now, everyone was already on guard.

The man was horrified and immediately activated his magical power to protect himself. A circle of green light suddenly spread out, and a green vine magic weapon automatically protected the master and wrapped around the demon.

But the demon king stretched out his red and almost black claws, and an afterimage flashed, easily tearing the ivy magic weapon into several pieces. The ring-shaped green light touched the demonic energy around him and dissipated silently. Come.

The monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul did not sit still and wait for death, but moved forward and flew away.

But the Demon Lord just flickered and appeared in front of him like a ghost. He stretched out his bloody claws and penetrated the vital points of the man's dantian at an incredible speed.

He grabbed a blue Yuanying, put it into his mouth under Yuanying's desperate gaze, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

Then he stretched out his claws, grabbed the person's body, tore it gently into two halves, and threw them at a level nine monster and an eighth level monster that were fighting with this person.

Everyone looked at the Demon Lord showing off his evil deeds with extremely ugly expressions.

In the blink of an eye, two Nascent Soul cultivators died, and no one knew whether the next person would be their turn.

Yan Zhang frowned and raised his hand to touch the hundred-foot blood river above his head. The river water stirred up huge waves, and the blood steamed. The thirty-six blood spirits became more solid, firmly suppressing the two tenth-level monsters.

Long Pokong, Sect Master Hong, and Sect Master Wei also went all out. Except for Sect Master Wei, the other two cultivators had the upper hand, but they were unable to win for a while.

After all, their opponents are also level 10 monsters. Although their methods are a little simpler and they lack intelligence, under the control of the Demon Lord, they are not afraid of death. They are also imbued with demonic energy, which greatly increases their strength and is worse than monsters of the same level. Not much.

If you want to kill it, you can't do it for a while.

The only thing that can kill with one strike is the fragment of the Heaven-Suppressing Mace in Long Pokong's hand.

But the fragments are fragments, and they have many restrictions and cannot be used continuously.

Otherwise, not only will the power be greatly reduced, but there is also the risk of being completely broken.

And Long Pokong would never destroy the sect-suppressing treasure of Moyuan Hall in order to rescue other monks.

Chu Xiao also wanted to help, but he was entangled by Gu Zuo and couldn't be distracted.

Chu Xiao controls the Panlong Sword, while Gu Zu's life magic weapon is only a high-level magic weapon, and the rusty iron round shield has been destroyed. In terms of magic weapons, it is far inferior.

But the golden bell transformed from the ancient talisman has a very strong defensive ability, and the Panlong Sword can do nothing.

In terms of magical powers, Gu Zu is an elder of the Tianxuan Sect, inherited from the ancient Taixuan Sect, and his foundation is deeper than that of Jiangxian Mountain. His status in the sect is second only to Daoxuan, and his magical powers are exquisite, even above Chu Xiao.

Before the "卐" golden bell was destroyed, Gu Zu was not at all inferior to Chu Xiao in the fight. Chu Xiao wanted to help, but he was powerless.

For a while, the Demon Lord was uncontrollable, and this was the situation he carefully created.

This time, a total of seven great cultivators entered the source of demonic energy. Sect Master Wei was injured, and a level 10 monster was enough to deal with him.

Gu Zu has already joined him, and he can restrain one more person.

There are still four people left, and the remaining eight level 10 monsters are enough to deal with.

But Tianxuan Sect and Moyuan Palace have a deep foundation, and Daoxuan and Long Pokong master the inherited magic weapons of the two sects, which should not be underestimated.

It is not a problem to deal with the previous level 10 monster, even if it is one against two.

Therefore, the Demon Lord asked Mu Zhaoming to destroy the Qingling Qi first, but did not help, so that the broken jade pot was broken, summoning the phantom of the demon god, suppressing the strength of everyone.

Then he asked Gu Zu to use the short thorn he gave to sneak attack Daoxuan, causing him to be seriously injured and unable to attack.

In this way, the strength of the monsters increased greatly, and the cultivators were weakened by 30%. The remaining three great cultivators were not difficult to be restrained by the monsters.

The only thing that surprised the Demon Lord was Chen Yuan, who was still able to perform the teleportation technique under the forbidden world.

But Chen Yuan was not his opponent either. He waited until he killed all the other Nascent Soul cultivators, used the Nascent Soul to nourish and restore his cultivation.

Then he took over this person's body, killed several great cultivators, swallowed the Nascent Soul, and broke through the God Transformation in one fell swoop, which would be a complete merit.

After killing two Nascent Soul cultivators, the Demon Lord continued to attack and swallowed the Nascent Souls of three cultivators.

For a moment, everyone was in danger, terrified, and fled in all directions. Two more were killed by the monster, and the battle situation was about to collapse.

Some people who had lost their courage begged for mercy, but the Demon Lord ignored them.

If those great cultivators surrendered, he might still consider it. In his eyes, these ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators were just nourishing pills.

And every time he swallowed a Nascent Soul, the aura of the Demon Lord became stronger. He had broken through a bottleneck and was comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator in the middle stage.

Several great cultivators watched the Demon Lord moving around, their expressions were gloomy.

The Demon Lord only took over Mo Daoyu's body, and he could fight against Chu Xiao.

If he swallowed a few more Nascent Souls, even if they killed the tenth-level monster in front of them, they would not be the opponent of the Demon Lord.

Yan Zhang suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, we have no time to be distracted, please stop him and don't let this beast attack you fellows at will. When we are free, we will come to help immediately!"

The other four great cultivators were stunned, and Master Wei rejected it categorically: "No! This beast coveted Fellow Daoist Chen's body. Letting Fellow Daoist Chen deal with him is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."

Yan Zhang said: "Only Fellow Daoist Chen escaped the pursuit of this beast, and only he could stop this beast. If he doesn't take action, will you let your fellows be killed in vain by this beast?"

Master Wei was silent.

Sect Master Hong said: "There are also Taoist Fellow Gu from the Lonely Soul Sect, Fairy Chaolu from the Joyous Sect, and Taoist Fellow Li from the Zhiyuan Sect. Although their cultivation is weaker, they have treasures that are enough to stop this beast."

Daoist Fellow Yan shook his head and said: "This beast has locked up this world. Even we can't use the teleportation technique, let alone these three Taoists."

"And if Taoist Fellow Chen can avoid the pursuit of this beast, he can also catch up with it. At this time, only he can stop this beast and save it. The lives of fellow Taoists."

"Fellow Daoist Yan is right!" Long Pokong looked at Chen Yuan, "Fellow Daoist Chen, our safety depends on you, I hope you can help us!"

Everyone heard the conversation between the few people. Jinwu Sect Tong Zhenren suddenly exerted his strength to force back the eighth-level monster in front of him, flew to Chen Yuan, and said urgently: "Fellow Daoist Chen, help me!"

The Demon Lord sneered, teleported to the side of this person, stretched out his bloody claws, took out Tong Zhenren's Yuanying, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tong Zhenren's face was still horrified, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and slowly closed.

The Demon Lord casually threw Tong Zhenren's body to a monster next to him, looked at Chen Yuan, grinned, and flashed to the side of another Yuanying early cultivator.

This person was shocked and immediately drove the magic weapon to protect himself, but was scratched by the Demon Lord's claws.

With another claw, he took out the man's Nascent Soul, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach just like slaughtering a pig or a sheep.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators were scared and fled to Chen Yuan at the same time, panicking: "Fellow Daoist Chen, help me!"

The Demon Lord suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Chen Yuan, asking: "Fellow Daoist Gu, does this Chen Yuan know anyone?"

Chen Yuan's face changed, and Gu Zuo had already answered: "I have already found out that Lingyun Sect Xuan Yuanzi, Tiangang Sword Sect Shen Ji, and Tang Sanxiu Tang Jiugongzi are all familiar with this person."

As he said, he raised his hand and pointed at Xuan Yuanzi and the other two. The three people's faces changed drastically and they hurriedly fled away.

Chen Yuan's face was very ugly. He looked at Yan Zhang deeply, feeling the increasingly powerful aura on the Demon Lord, and no longer hesitated. He flapped his wings and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared behind the Demon Lord, with a layer of dark light covering his arms, which was very similar to the demonic energy, but deeper, as if it could swallow everything. The aura was even clearer and thicker, and the edge was a layer of silver-white, which was the blessing of the escape robe.

Just like the Demon Lord dealt with other Nascent Soul cultivators, Chen Yuan's fist was like a knife, slashing at his back.

Yan Zhang's words made Chen Yuan unable to back down. If he didn't take action, he would offend all the living Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, the Demon Lord had already set his sights on him. The more Nascent Souls he swallowed, the stronger his strength would be. I don't know what other means he would use. Instead of waiting to die, it's better to strike first.

But when Chen Yuan took action, the Demon Lord had turned around, raised his blood claws, and grabbed him.

He forced Chen Yuan to come up to fight, so how could he not be prepared?

But to the Demon Lord's surprise, the black blade and blood claw collided, and the blood claw was easily cut open, but the black blade was intact.

The face of the Demon Lord changed slightly. Chen Yuan took advantage of the victory and attacked again. The light of the escape robe flowed, and the space power attached to the black blade was even stronger. Compared with the high-level magic weapon, it was almost the same.

At the same time, Chen Yuan flipped his left hand, took out the Chongxuan Peak, threw it over his head, and it grew to a hundred feet in size, covering the sky and the dome, covering Chen Yuan and the Demon Lord, and fell down with a bang!

The expression of the Demon Lord finally became solemn, and he raised his two demon arms to block in front of him.

One of his arms was cut off by the sharp black blade, but he blocked the punch after all. ,

He retreated violently with the force, and narrowly avoided the attack of Chongxuan Peak.

But Chen Yuan did not stop after the attack, and the Zhuyan True Fire rose from his hands, chasing him closely.

He did not use the teleportation technique. The Demon Lord locked this world, and the space power was restricted. He had to be separated by at least three breaths before he could teleport again.

The Kunpeng blood in Chen Yuan's body, after all, only came from a level 7 demon beast. It was rare that he could teleport, but he could not come and go freely.

But even so, the distance between the two people was rapidly approaching, and soon narrowed to within a few dozen feet.

The Demon Lord uttered a strange syllable, and the surrounding demonic energy rushed in. His broken demon arm blood claw was restored in an instant.

The remaining demonic energy condensed into a battle armor, covered with spikes, ferocious and heavy.

He suddenly stopped and took the initiative to meet Chen Yuan.

The Demon Lord underestimated Chen Yuan's strength. He was not restricted by the Demon God's phantom. After stimulating the two kinds of true blood, his strength increased greatly. He had touched the bottleneck of level 10 and surpassed the Demon Lord at this time.

The Demon Lord devoured the Nascent Soul, which could only increase his cultivation, but could not strengthen his body.

The physical cultivation of Mo Daoyu and Xiao Mingyuan was not as good as Chen Yuan alone.

However, after condensing the demonic armor, the Demon Lord was confident that he was no weaker than Chen Yuan.

But at this moment, a white flame suddenly surged into the soul space of the Demon Lord, attached to his soul, and burned fiercely!

A sharp pain came, the Demon Lord's body stagnated, his pupils shrank, and he said in a lost voice: "Zhu Yan True Fire!" (End of this chapter)