Among the hundreds of millions of demons in the Demon Alliance, those who return to their ancestors five times can become the king of the demon clan and have supreme rights among the demon clan.
But in the past hundred years, I have never heard of any monster that could return to its ancestors for the sixth time.
Whether it is the human race in Kyushu China or the monster beasts in the north, they are all trying to find ways to cross the fifth level.
A sixth-level atavist or monster is enough to influence the entire battle.
The enchanting banshee was dumbfounded when the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor spoke.
The giant face composed of hundreds of thousands of three-eyed crows showed a shocked expression.
Even Wei Longwu on the side looked solemn.
The war god of the country turned his head subconsciously and looked at his students worriedly.
Wang Po held the knife and stood on one leg, with his back straight.
His face was covered with bruises and wounds, and naturally there was no expression on his face.
But there was no ups and downs in the aura on his body.
He is very calm.
He was as calm as if he didn't hear the words of Huangmei Ancestor at all.
No distractions.
Wang Po's attention never moved away from the space crack from beginning to end.
It seemed that in his world, the only thing left was the sword swung by Li Xiang.
A sword breaks open the space, allowing the underworld to appear in this world.
One sword opens the sky.
He had to admit that Li Xiang's sword was stronger than his own.
"Is that boy really the third level?"
Wang Poru thought, that feeling appeared again in his mind.
It's becoming clearer and clearer.
The essence of Kaitian Sword Technique is to cut off everything.
It's just that he hasn't mastered the power of space and can't cut through space like Li Xiang.
But what his sword can cut through is something stronger than space.
That is life and death.
There is great fear between life and death.
This is the biggest obstacle from level 4 to level 5.
Cherishing life and fearing death are the instincts of all living things.
As for human beings who have returned to their ancestors, the higher the realm and the greater the power they control, the more they cherish their lives and fear death.
Although many returnees were able to sacrifice their lives for their country and die generously in the face of the demon clan, they still could not get rid of the fear of death in their hearts.
Even if he, Wang Po, went into the demon realm alone, even went to the snowy mountains to fight against the demon king with one person's power, it seemed like he was crazy and didn't want his life, but in fact, it was because Wang Po had confidence in himself.
It's not that I'm not afraid of death.
But at this moment.
Wang Po "looked" at the world in the plane, "looked at" the ghosts and ghosts, and "looked at" the palaces of fear.
"It's quite interesting."
"But... nothing more than that."
Wang Po suddenly felt enlightened.
Even if you die, it is just a trip to this underworld.
He turned around and bowed slightly in Li Xiang's direction to express his gratitude.
Because of bending down, the wound tore open again, and blood gushed out.
Wei Longwu on the side was extremely surprised.
Wang Po has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he lacks respect even for his teacher.
But at this moment, he bowed down and saluted Li Xiang.
Wei Longwu felt that the sun was coming out from the west, and he wondered: "Could it be that the evil poison of the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor has already invaded his brain?"
Li Xiang accepted the bow naturally.
He allowed Wang Po to see the Sky-Opening Sword, the Nine Netherworld, and the power of space.
With Wang Po's talent, he can naturally understand a lot.
Wang Po slowly straightened up. This time, his back was straighter.
Wang Po turned around and walked forward slowly towards Jiuling Yuan Sheng.
He was blind and could not see things, but he could still clearly feel the presence of the demon king in his mind.
Because of this sudden walk, Wang Po's heart contracted violently, and the demonic face of the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor that was parasitic on his heart was also distorted.
Wang Po continued to squeeze his heart, his blood pressure soared, blood vessels all over his body burst, and blood spurted out from wounds all over his body.
Wang Po didn't care at all.
Go all the way and bleed all the way.
He came to a small mound and raised the Heavenly Sword with his right hand horizontally in front of him.
The power in his body quickly condensed into his right hand, which was only a bone.
Seeing his appearance, Jiuling Yuan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, "Why, you loser, you still want to kill me?"
Wang Po's heart began to beat faster.
Boom, boom, boom.
This heart almost jumped out of the broken chest.
The Yellow Eyebrow Patriarch who was parasitic in his heart was shocked, "What are you going to do, you idiot?!"
Wang Po ignored it.
Power is still pouring out from the heart.
The heart beats faster and faster.
laugh.
His heart finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened a hole, and blood spurted out.
The expression on the parasitic Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor's face changed drastically, from shock to fear.
This madman doesn’t want to live anymore!
The demonic face of Huangmei Ancestor tried his best to break free from his heart, but his body had long been integrated with Wang Po's heart, and he could not break free in a short period of time.
laugh.
Another hole opened in my heart, then a third, then a fourth...
The heart exploded and turned into dozens of pieces.
The face of the Yellow-browed Ancestor was also shattered into pieces, with some fragments stuck in the chest and some flying out.
His chin fell to the ground, and the half of his tongue attached to it dangled, not knowing what he wanted to say.
An eyeball fell to the side, rolled around twice, and stared at Wang Po who was holding a sword, his eyes full of resentment.
But soon, that eye turned gray.
Ancestor Huangmei, the king of the demon clan, died in this world with his torn heart.
A demon king fell, and all the demon kings on the front line felt this. They turned around and looked at the human army in front of them, regardless of the situation.
"Stop it, you brat!" Wei Longwu yelled.
Wang Po, whose heart exploded, ignored Wei Longwu and swung his sword to slash him horizontally.
Because the injury was too serious, his sword was not strong.
It can even be said to be weak.
Not to mention the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, even a second-level monster cannot be killed by his sword.
But this sword is not to open the sky, nor is it to kill the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, but to end life and death.
Between life and death, there is great fear. I, the king, will break it and cut it with one sword.
What is cut is life, what is cut is fear, and what is cut is oneself.
I kill myself, I kill myself.
Cut it out with one knife.
The sword energy failed to fly out of the Kaitian Sword, but instead hit Wang Po's body, cutting open his skin, muscles, meridians, bones, and organs inch by inch.
With a snap, the Sky-Opening Sword fell to the ground.
Wang Po's broken body was also cut into pieces by countless sword energies, and fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of minced meat and a puddle of broken bones.
The whole world was quiet for a moment.
Wei Longwu's eyes widened and he didn't react for a while.
He couldn't understand what he saw before him, nor could he accept it.
Wang Po, this brat, actually killed himself.
Is this an idiot?
Li Xiang frowned slightly, what Wang Po did was beyond his expectation.
He used the Emperor's Sword to cut open the space, allowing the underworld to enter the demon realm, and at the same time allowing Wang Po to comprehend the power of space.
I just didn't expect that this guy would actually kill me.
What did he realize?
The next moment.
A red silk thread slowly floated past Li Xiang's side.
Li Xiang was slightly startled. This red thread was actually the condensed red mist that allowed countless creatures to return to their ancestors.
He looked up and saw dozens, hundreds... countless red mist threads floating in the air, slowly flying towards Wang Po's broken corpse.
Li Xiang released his spiritual thoughts, covering hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.
I saw the original red mist floating in the vast sky and earth, condensed into countless red threads.
The closer you get to this place, the more red threads there are.
The dense red threads bypassed Li Xiang, bypassed Wei Longwu, bypassed the three demon kings, and converged on Wang Po's body.
The three-eyed crow was the first to react, "This guy is going back to his ancestors!"
Every time you return to your ancestors, you will consume the original red mist.
As the number of reversions increases, the consumption of the original red mist increases geometrically.
The original red mist required to return to the ancestors of the fourth to fifth levels is enough to consume most of the inventory of the Kyushu Kingdom.
But at this moment, what is incredible is that the original red mist floating between heaven and earth actually condenses and flies over.
Among the nine heads of Jiuling Yuan Sheng, some were confused, some were angry, and some were shocked.
Lord Xiong Zhu asked in confusion, "Isn't he dead?"
The enchanting banshee frowned slightly and sniffed, "She is indeed dead. Why did these original red mists fly over on their own?"
The huge demon face dispersed and turned into a giant three-eyed crow, constantly flapping its wings, "Whether he is dead or alive, when this red mist is absorbed by him, the Kyushu human race will have a fifth-level war god!"
The fifth-level war gods of the human race are more powerful than these demon kings. Fighting alone, the demon kings are no match for the fifth-level reversioners.
What's more, Wang Po, a return to his ancestors, can forcibly replace a monster king at the fourth level. If he reaches the fifth level, his combat power... is unimaginable!
The three-eyed crow flapped its wings crazily, whipping up strong winds and flying sand and rocks towards those red mist threads.
The other three demon kings also figured out the stakes, and hurriedly used their magic to attack the red threads that kept getting closer.
But what surprised them was that these red threads could not be blown away, they kept cutting, and they continuously gathered towards Wang Po's broken corpse.
Lord Xiong Zhuan said angrily, "I'll eat his body to see how he returns to his ancestors!"
Its body suddenly grew in size and turned into a huge black bear like a mountain. It flew over, opened its huge mouth, and bit into the small mound where Wang Broken's corpse was.
The body and the mound of earth must be swallowed into the belly.
Wei Longwu punched Lord Xiong Zhen's huge head and knocked him away, "Get over me first!"
The three-eyed crow came to attack, Li Xiang swung his sword, and the sword energy spread thousands of meters, tearing apart the space and tearing apart the huge body of the three-eyed crow.
The enchanting female demon suddenly disappeared from the spot. Immediately afterwards, in front of Wang Po's body, the ground rose, and half of a huge Guanyin statue emerged, filled with white light and extremely holy.
Avalokitesvara took half of the willow branch, dipped it in the water from the jade bottle, and dripped it on Wang Po's body, "You have committed many sins, please be purified."
Pure water dripping.
The next moment, a black war flag flew out from Luofeng Mountain, and it arrived in a blink of an eye. The war flag rolled up and wrapped the drop of pure water in it.
Immediately afterwards, the black battle flag was corroded, and the pure water evaporated, turning into a rich demonic aura, which continuously collided with the Yin Qi of the black battle flag.
Two figures suddenly landed in front of the half-length Guanyin.
The Northern Ghost Emperors Zhang Heng and Yang Yun looked at this half of Guanyin coldly.
Behind the two ghost emperors, there are battle flags that cover the sky. On top of the battle flags, there are countless ghost soldiers and generals, with ghostly aura overwhelming the sky.?