The door of the underworld seemed to be open in front of your eyes, and the breath of death was about to swallow up all living beings.
When the soul demon swooped over, the fatal murderous intent made people's scalp tingle!
Something exploded in Long Wenmu's mind, and his nerves were stinged by an invisible sharp blade. The momentary sense of crisis in life and death made him move faster than thinking, and he retreated like lightning!
The huge body shattered the rock wall, and the gravel was like rain. The huge creature crossed the distance between each other in one step and fell straight to where Long Wenmu was originally standing. The dust raised turned into a high and unstoppable earth wall
The ground cracks and rocks rise up, like earth dragons rising into the air.
Even though Long Wenmu was in a state of defense, he was blown away by the air waves. His skin was burning and tingling, and he retreated wildly along the thrust.
Somehow, this monster actually targeted him at this time?
The soul demon failed to hit the ball once, and his huge body soared into the air for the second time. His body was huge, but not clumsy, and his speed was surprisingly fast.
Before Long Wenmu could run too far, he was blown away by a shock from behind. It was just the residual power brought about by the fall of the soul demon.
The soul demon, which had transformed halfway, was far faster than Long Wenmu. Long Wenmu was shaped like a dead leaf in a turbulent stream under the impact force, and his vision was spinning, falling out of nowhere to stabilize the balance.
Although the soul demon was unable to transform, his power was comparable to that of a cultivator, which was enough to make Long Wenmu look beyond the reach of him.
Long Wenmu gritted his teeth and flew desperately. Although he knew he could not run, he still had to run to save his life. The Soul Yuan Demon was logically acting on his instinct during his lifetime and should not have been chasing him all the time.
But before he could fly far, a ripple radiated from behind him. The ripple swept into him, and his screams were shrill, falling straight down like a bird-shaped winged one.
Soul impact, as the soul demon grows, the power of this impact is far greater than that of the beginning.
Long Wenmu fell into a piece of gravel, his whole body was convulsed, his forehead was bulging, and blood was covered in his eyes.
The headache was about to split, but at the critical moment of life and death, he dared not breathe, enduring the severe pain and wanted to get up... The huge black shadow on his head suddenly fell, as if the sky had collapsed.
The soul demon's hind feet were heavily trampled on the place where Long Wenmu was. With its current strength, even if a strong man who practiced Taoism half a step into being trampled, he would instantly turn into meat paste.
The dust around gradually sinks, the giant body of the soul demon gradually soars into the air, and the hind feet are gently raised.
In the deep footsteps, there was a figure lying down.
Long Wenmu opened his mouth and sucked a lot of air into his lungs. A barrier outside his body was faintly visible. It was the barrier of weak water droplets that saved his life.
The soul demon opened his mouth and roared, with almost no time gap, hitting the ground again, and his hind feet fell heavily again.
The cracking sound was mixed with the sound of soil and rocks shattering. When the hind feet were raised, the barriers of weak water droplets were already cracked in the center of the depression.
Weak water droplets were used to protect ships when they crossed the way of heaven. The fundamental function of this barrier was to resist the pressure of water flow, not to defend against attacks. Therefore, when dealing with frontal attacks, the defense is still insufficient.
Long Wenmu lay in the middle of the barrier, the beads in his hand were extremely dim. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The soul demon dived for the third time, and the sound of shattering during this collision was particularly obvious.
When the Soul Yuan Demon left the depression, the barrier of the weak water droplets had disappeared without a trace, and there was only a bloody person lying there.
Long Wenmu grinned at the corner of his cracked mouth and smiled silently. The beads in his hand had broken into countless pieces.
In the third impact, the weak water droplets helped him block most of the impact before it was damaged, but the remaining heavy pressure almost flattened him.
He didn't know how many bones were broken, and his internal organs were probably broken.
In the frontal confrontation, he could no longer remember when he encountered such a dying moment. Maybe he was facing the Nine Infants of the Heavenly Demon.
The head that filled the entire field of vision was two feet above him, and the dark blue eyes had long and narrow pupils, like cat's pupils.
It was looking at Long Wenmu, and every breath that spurted out from his nose was like a storm.
It was observing Long Wenmu, or in other words, what it was looking for.
In this small human race, there is something that has a fatal attraction to it. For it that has not been able to complete its transformation, this kind of thing is crucial, and this need comes from instinct.
It sniffed gently, and a pair of giant eyes rolled.
Long Wenmu didn't know what it was looking at, after all, it was too huge, and he was no different from gravel in front of it.
The head of the soul demon shook gently, and carefully opened his bloody mouth, for fear of crushing the ant in front of him, so he bit it gently and slowly.
The most important thing lies in this ant, and instinctively told it to swallow it.
The huge mouth slowly closed, and a large area of soil rose up.
The strong wind blew in the valley, as if telling a tragedy.
A voice was roaring, and a blood-stained light rushed out between the soul demon's teeth and stopped in the air. The surging demonic aura wrapped around the blood, and half of Long Wenmu's face was stained with blood.
It is impossible to escape, but why are you willing to die like this! I finally got to this day, how can I die so ridiculously!
The soul demon raised his head suddenly, and instantly returned to violent from that cautious state, and bit Long Wenmu in anger!
Long Wenmu's body was covered with strange patterns, and the Minghen was activated to the extreme and flew towards the side at a speed far beyond the norm.
After successfully avoiding the bite of the huge mouth, a ripple broke out before he could react next time. After being affected, Long Wenmu fell straight down like a puppet with a broken line.
On the way to fall, the huge demon head hit the side, and half of the head hit the mountain on one side.
The head was peeled off, and large areas of soil and rocks fell off. In the depressions of the mountain, Long Wenmu was trapped in the cracks of the rocks, and it was blood-red from head to toe.
He struggled to open his eyes and struggled forward with the strength to bite his teeth.
Minghen's power was not enough. In the past, Minghen's move helped him deal with countless powerful enemies. However, this powerful move that has always been the bottom of the box finally became fragile in front of the soul demon.
It was not enough. Long Wenmu broke free and his whole body was almost disintegrating. The scales grew out of the skin, and his face gradually became ferocious. The muscles slowly tightened, as hard as steel ropes twisted together. Those broken bones
Being forced back to its original position, the extraordinary recovery force makes it instantly intercepted.
His body expanded a circle, and each joint was raised high and had a very different appearance than that of a normal person.
Demonize!
No matter whether it will be exposed or not, no matter what consequences will be, he can't take care of so much at the critical moment of life and death.
The demonization was stacked on the Minghen, and two trump cards were used at the same time, and they rushed out of control.
Not enough...but this is not enough...the Taoist power circulates throughout the body, filling the limbs and bones.
A ripple swept across, and Long Wenmu screamed and fell downwards. However, it was much better than before, and he recovered from awakening before landing. In the dark, it seemed that he had begun to get used to this kind of soul impact... In the Dantian,
The three demon scars became hot at some point, as if they had poured molten iron, something was gradually igniting...
Not enough, it's not enough...
The moment Long Wenmu landed, he stepped down with a giant claw on his head.
If you die here, all those things that have not been done yet will be vain.
I can go above and beyond the level to fight the enemy, but I am still weak and helpless in the face of real strength.
Something broke through the inner blockade, as if it had pushed apart the heart and peeled a burst of heat from it.
Something was breaking out. Even though he was fighting desperately, he still felt that he still had enough energy.
Long Wenmu was once again hit by a huge force, but he immediately broke free, and his demonized recovery power quickly repaired his injuries.
His eyes were red, but not bloodshot, but bloodshot. The gem-like eyes slowly shrank into a vertical slit. Two flesh horns appeared on his forehead, and there were hard bones in the flesh horns.
come out.
The whole body is different from the human race, and this change is becoming more and more obvious at this moment. The bones in the whole body become stronger and stronger, and the shape is more distorted.
The scales were stretched up the neck and covered the temples. The skin on the forehead became strong, as if a layer of bones had grown.
He was on all sides, his sharp claws clutching the ground, and his mouth was filled with a low growl of unknown significance.
Not enough... I can continue... I can dig deeper into the remaining energy that I can't discover.
Behind the body, demonic power condensed into a tail, and each pattern appears in tiny light, no different from the real thing.
He has never felt the pleasure and the desire to kill before. Now he is like a real monster!
Above the valley, Zhou Duo and Feng Du stared blankly at what happened under the deep ravine.
Chenfeng Gu Jianzong has had the first time in the years that such a demon corpse has transformed. But compared to the soul demon, Long Wenmu's change at this moment shocked them even more.
"This is the magic technique of the Black Dragon Palace." Feng Du said seriously.
The Holy Alliance and the Black Dragon Palace are opposing existences, and there are many conflicts with each other. Feng Du, as a powerful man in the Emperor Yang realm, has seen many disciples from the Black Dragon Palace, and of course, he has also seen demonization.
"He is... a person from the Black Dragon Palace?" Zhou Duan said solemnly. He thought to himself that it was the person from the Holy Alliance lurking in the Black Dragon Palace. In the past, there were such people.
"It's possible that the demonization he used was different from the orthodox demonization. He might have come into contact with this technique from other ways," said Feng Du.
Although you cannot stick to Long Wenmu's identity in one move, there is one thing that is certain. Long Wenmu's use of this at this moment is the secret technique of the evil way.
As Feng Du knows, demonization is divided into four levels. The first level is used, and the human beings are similar to the demon puppet, and they look like human beings and monsters. When they advance to the second level, they awaken their violent hearts like monsters.
People who enter this level are bloodthirsty, and the most important thing is that whenever they enter the second level, their strength will be several times that of the first level!
Under the cliff, there were endless roars, which were the roars made by the person whose limbs touched the ground.
"The second level..." Feng Du lowered his head and murmured.