Chapter 156: The Battle of the Heavenly Demons Begins
The night was getting deeper and the lights in the courtyard on the top of the mountain had not yet gone out. Yun Jia and Ye Lan were wandering outside the house with concern, while Mi Zhuo and Yu Dashuai were also sitting not far away waiting nervously.
In the wooden house, Long Wenmu and Feng Xiaosheng sat cross-legged.
Feng Xiaosheng handed many healing medicines to Long Wenmu, and Long Wenmu took them one by one, barely recovering his energy.
"Boy, today is a critical moment." Feng Xiaosheng looked at him earnestly.
Today, Long Wenmu was taken back after being injured. Fortunately, Feng Xiaosheng had excellent medical skills and helped him recuperate, and finally stabilized.
Long Wenmu closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and then opened his eyes for a while.
Although there was gloriousness in the eyes, the spirit was a little depressed.
The gutter capsized, he bared his teeth.
Just try Marie Yu’s new natal demon skills, who knew that such a big thing happened?
"The monster beast like the Nether Turtle is rare, just like auspicious beasts. The fire of the Nether Turtle can burn souls in addition to burning the body. To be honest, it is the first time I have seen it."
"It's the first time Mr. Feng saw him?" Long Wenmu's voice was a little weak.
Feng Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Before I came to Lingyun Castle, I didn't expect to see so many strange things."
Long Wenmu thought about it, so it was, how could ordinary people easily see things like the turtle? Even if you have the knowledge of Feng Xiaosheng, you may not have seen them with your own eyes.
The fire of the Nether Turtle burns the soul. Everyone has souls, but their cultivation level is not enough. Although they cannot feel the soul power, the soul exists from beginning to end. Things with souls cannot escape the fire of the Nether Turtle. Today, Long Wenmu suffered a loss.
The moment you touch the barrier, the tingling sensation from the bottom of your heart is even more unbearable than being slashed by a knife and an axe.
The soul is damaged, and the pain is ten times more than the body. That feeling cannot be described in words. It can only be said that if anyone is careless and falls into this trick, there will definitely be no good ending.
Anyway, Long Wenmu felt that if Marshal Yu used this trick, he would be helpless when facing him.
While he was regulating his breath, Feng Xiaosheng left the room leisurely and informed the people waiting outside the house that Long Wenmu was safe and sound.
The lights gradually went out, and Long Wenmu was also sleepy. I don’t know if it was because of the fire of the Nether Turtle, but I was always groggy.
I fell asleep and it was already dawn when I woke up.
I stretched and felt that I was in great spirits today.
After leaving the house, I saw Yelan in the yard.
"Young Master, you finally got up." Ye Lan shouted happily, "Young Master, you have been sleeping for two days."
"What?" Long Wenmu looked up at him. He felt that he had been sleeping for two days after one night?
Ye Lan pecked his head: "Master Feng said, Master Feng, you are injured in your soul, so you will sleep longer. Fortunately, you are not seriously injured, and you have minor soul trauma. You can recover by resting well."
Long Wenmu patted his forehead, and he didn't expect that he would sleep for so long.
After eating a little, I ran to the open space behind the mountain.
Today, Feng Xiaosheng and the other two were not there, and only Shuai Yu was fiddling with moves.
When the guy saw Long Wenmu coming, he sniffled.
"Are you okay?"
"Okay." Long Wenmu said that when Long Wenmu saw Marshal Yu's happy appearance, he knew what he was thinking, "Why are you laughing at?"
"What are you laughing at you? I rarely beat you once, so why don't you laugh?"
These days, he has been beaten up by Long Wenmu countless times, but the last time he relied on his natal magic to avenge him.
The only time he won in history, how could he be unhappy?
Thinking of Long Wenmu being defeated by his own hands, this guy was so happy that he couldn't sleep for several days.
"Just try your new skills, it's not a challenge. Which eye you see yourself winning."
"Barma, losing is losing. If you have a genital, don't afford to lose."
Long Wenmu curled his lips and ignored him.
If I hadn't known the characteristics of his new move, I would have been defeated by him?
He came to the side and hooked at him.
There was no need to say anything, and the two started fighting again.
After this period of uninterrupted battle, Grandmaster Yu has made great progress. However, most of this guy's moves were learned from Changsun Hou, and he was inevitably vicious and murderous moves when making moves.
Even if he doesn't have murderous intentions, sometimes it's hard to guard against. In fact, Long Wenmu feels that even if he doesn't use his natal demon skills, ordinary demon masters are probably no longer his opponent.
The two fought fiercely, and Marshal Yu used a set of body techniques.
This bodywork was also given to him by Changsun Hou on a whim. It can be said that it is just right to cooperate with his moves.
Long Wenmu avoided his attack, fell from the sky, and suddenly punched.
General Yu set up a golden barrier to defend, Long Wenmu liberated all the demonic power, and instantly crossed the demonic line and suddenly bombarded the barrier.
The barrier trembled, but it was not broken, and Long Wenmu floated into the distance.
I returned to normal and clenched my fists, and I always felt a little different.
A strange feeling.
Before, he forced himself to cross that line, and then immediately returned to normal while he was awake. Although he could make a powerful blow in a short moment, he would inevitably feel dizzy every time he used this method.
If he hadn't had the power of blood, there was no need to worry about losing control, otherwise it would be dangerous to do this kind of thing.
But it was a little different just now. He clearly used it like before, but he didn't feel dizzy.
Speaking of which, from the moment I woke up today, my spirit was better than before.
Could it be related to the previous soul being damaged?
Seeing that the barrier of General Yu had not yet dissipated, Long Wenmu rushed forward again and did the same. However, this time, the maintenance lasted a little longer. After landing, the dizzy feeling really came again.
After trying twice, Long Wenmu was somewhat sure that he could maintain the time he could cross the demonization line longer than before.
If you are injured by the fire of the turtle and recover, will your soul's power be improved?
He could not sense his soul power without reaching the level of the Earth Demon Master, but judging from the various things just now, it seems that this is the only explanation.
"Master Yu!" Long Wenmu shouted.
Mariss Yu stared at him blankly.
"Put your second demon skill."
"ah?"
"What, let you release the blue turtle shell."
Shuai Yu smashed his mouth: "You didn't die last time, are you still looking for death?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I have something I want to try." Long Wenmu was too lazy to explain to him.
Mariss Yu didn't know what he was going to do, so he released the blue fire barrier.
This move is harsh and dangerous, and he didn't plan to use it during the battle.
Long Wenmu came to the barrier and felt the scorching heat and the burning sensation from the bottom of his heart.
The flame of the turtle, the fire of the underworld, is the fire of the soul.
Gradually wipe your hand towards the barrier.
Seeing his actions, Marshal Yu was shocked. He was not burned enough last time, so why did he come?
No matter how surprised Long Wenmu was, he slowly pressed his hand on the barrier.
The heart-wrenching heat and pain immediately swept over. Long Wenmu couldn't help but groaned, hurriedly let go, and took a few steps backwards.
"Hey, barbarian!" Yu Dashen removed the barrier and ran up.
White smoke blew from Long Wenmu's palm, and sweat was raining on his forehead.
"What are you going crazy?" said Mr. Yu.
Long Wenmu ignored him and stuffed a few clear heart grass into his mouth. This thing had the effect of awakening the spirit and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.
At a distance, Changsun Hou appeared on the side of the battlefield at some point and snorted.
"You are seeking death, a reckless act."
Long Wenmu didn't know how long it took, but the discomfort in his mind gradually dissipated.
This time it was much lighter than last time. This time he separated immediately after only contacting the flames, and it was much easier to recover.
When I opened my eyes, the sun had already set.
I got up and swung two fists slightly, as if it was really different from before.
"Boy, you are asking for trouble for yourself when you do this." Changsun Hou stood in the air not far away.
Long Wenmu grinned at him: "Why do I feel my soul power has become stronger?"
Changsun Hou chuckled and said, "You are not even a Earth Demon Master, where did you get the soul power? The so-called soul power is to sense the soul and pull out the soul's power after it is located. That is called soul power. Now you are just making your soul a little stronger."
"Soul? So can the soul really become stronger?" Long Wenmu was a little surprised. He could not sense the soul power, but the soul was indeed strengthening.
Changsun Hou was too lazy to say to him more about his ignorance: "If the soul is damaged and he will recover on his own, he will indeed become slightly stronger. It is the same as when someone is injured and recovers, he will become stronger."
"Sure enough!" Long Wenmu sighed. He couldn't sense his soul power, but he could strengthen his soul. This was simply a surprise.
Seeing him like this, Changsun Hou was both angry and funny: "What you do now is to scoop out a spoonful of water in a pond, and then you scoop out a spoonful of water and pour it back, but what you poured back is slightly more than what you scooped out. Can you also call it strengthening at this level? Don't laugh at the big teeth."
Long Wenmu turned a deaf ear to his sarcasm, and the mosquito legs were also flesh.
"And some slight trauma in the soul may be able to recover by itself. If it is serious, you must use some rare treasures that are hard to find in the world to heal. You should take care of yourself. If you die one day, you will be asking for it."
After Changsun Hou finished speaking, he disappeared like smoke.
He kindly stayed, just to remind the brat. If Long Wenmu died of something stupid, it would not be of any benefit to him.
Long Wenmu sat quietly for a moment, patted his butt and stood up.
If the soul is too severely damaged, it will not be able to recover. I will keep Changsun Hou’s advice in my heart and return immediately.
Almost every day, Long Wenmu and Yu Dashui will fight. After each end, Long Wenmu will take the initiative to try to burn it with the fire of the Nether Turtle. This process is undoubtedly painful, but it is always controlled within a range that he can bear.
Mi Zhuo and Feng Xiaosheng were initially puzzled by his actions, but gradually they became accustomed to them.
These days are not boring.
Anyway, there have been people from Qingyun Castle gathering outside the barrier for these days, and Changsun Hou cannot leave here. Correspondingly, Long Wenmu has no place to go.
It has been a month and a half since the big fuss in Qingyun Castle.
In recent days, there has been a lot of fewer people outside the barrier.
Originally, at least three Heavenly Demon Masters were in charge every day, but in the past two days, there were only two Heavenly Demon Masters left, and only five or six Earthly Demon Masters were left.
Outside Lingyun Peak, strangers always appear near the barrier in the past two days.
Yun Jia came back from outside the mountain and pushed open Long Wenmu's door.
In the room, Long Wenmu sat cross-legged on the cushion. In a month, although he looked a little thinner, he became much more energetic.
"The grand event of the Battle of Heavenly Demons is about to begin. I just came back from Qingyun Castle. I heard that today, strong people from all over the country will come." Yun Jia said.
I spent more than a month in practice, and before I knew it, the time for the battle between the Heavenly Demons finally came?
Long Wenmu slowly opened his eyes: "Let's go, let's join in the fun too."