At the moment of life and death, Fang Quan's eyes showed a trace of strong resentment.
And his figure was hidden in the mist of heavy demonic energy, turning into a hundred-foot-long demonic shadow, standing in the sky.
"Brahma's True Magic Sutra, Transformation into God!!"
Strange dark golden scales covered his body, and his confused face revealed a cold and ferocious murderous intent.
What's even more frightening is that his body seems to have transformed into a half-human, half-dragon figure, extremely sinister.
"What the hell is this!!"
On the top of the mountain, the eyes of a group of powerful demon sects trembled, obviously frightened by Fang Quan's changes at this time.
"I don't know, it's so sinister. I've never seen such a sinister creature."
"This aura seems to be...not something from this world."
Only Ling Xiao, standing high in the sky, had a hidden smile in his eyes.
When he came to Xuanzhou, he wasn't just trying to control the Demon Sect, he was also looking for someone.
Now it seems that his guess may be correct.
Although Fang Quan has some talents, they are not much. He was able to cultivate from a waste to the level of eight tribulations in just a few thousand years. It is obvious that he is not following the right path.
And the bloodline aura emanating from his body at this time was so sinister and sinister that the human race could no longer possess it.
If Ling Xiao's prediction was correct, he should have... eaten something unclean.
"Become a god?"
Ling Xiao sneered, fighting spirit surging in his eyes.
"How dare a bedbug call himself God?!"
After saying this, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate at all, suppressed the divine seal in his hand, and collided with the strange demonic figure.
"Boom!"
The sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart, and the wind and clouds are shaking.
I saw a ripple of spiritual power rushing out, shattering many halls on the Magic Mountain into nothingness.
Such a terrifying divine power almost caused all the powerful demon sects present to tremble physically and mentally, and their faces turned completely pale.
At this time, they seemed to see, in the place filled with golden light, a golden emperor's throne rising slowly and standing on the top of the sky.
The whole world seems to be boiling at this moment, and the colorful glow rises to the sky, as if an ancient saint has descended into the world.
The divine sound of the great avenue resonates throughout the ages and is leisurely and endless.
And on top of the imperial throne, a figure in black sat quietly cross-legged, with a gentle expression, overlooking the common people.
"This is...an illusion of a saint!!"
The Wanxiang Demon Lord's eyes trembled. Although he had long been frightened by Ling Xiao's talent and strength.
However, seeing the golden holy light flowing from his body at this moment, I still felt frightened and had an uncontrollable fear.
It is as if, under this divine power of faith, all the filth will be washed away and cleared away.
At this time, no one cares about Fang Quan's life or death. Being able to witness this power of faith with one's own eyes is already extremely lucky for most people.
"Puch."
until!!
A sound of crying blood suddenly came from the cracks in the rocks, and all the illusions in everyone's eyes gradually dissipated.
But Ling Xiao's figure still stands in the void, looking at mountains as mountains and water as water, like a mortal.
"this…"
The eyes of Wanxiang Demon Lord and others were slightly focused, with confusion hidden behind them.
At this time, they could no longer tell whether what they had just seen was real or an illusion derived from the power of faith.
Can!!
Looking at Fang Quan, who was lying on the top of the mountain, with all his bones broken and almost crushed into flesh, a bit of coldness immediately arose in their hearts.
In fact, some of the weak-minded people even trembled all over and collapsed on the ground weakly.
"You...how could you..."
Fang Quan struggled to stand up and looked up at Ling Xiao's
direction.
He really couldn't figure out how this young man could be so powerful.
That kind of all-pervasive and irresistible divine power crushed almost every inch of his flesh and bones.
"If you don't do it, you have to become a monster."
Ling Xiao smiled warmly, his figure descended from the sky, grabbed Fang Quan's head, and tore him alive in front of him.
At this time, the demon lord, whose cultivation had reached the eighth calamity, was like an animal, with no power to resist.
Even!!
Just now, Fang Quan had been seriously injured by Xi Yao, but he was still a genuine Eight Tribulations Emperor, and he had crushed Ye Rou.
What's more, the demon body he used just now was so weird that even the Demon Lord of All Forms couldn't see through it.
terrible!!
It was only then that Gou Fugui and others discovered that the most terrifying thing on the magic mountain was not the Wanxiang Demon Lord or the Flame Empress, but this young man.
"You...who are you?"
"I should be the one to ask you this."
The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised slightly, and a hint of extreme evil flashed in his eyes.
Before Fang Quan could react, a deep blue soul light seemed to flash in the depths of his eyes.
The next moment, Fang Quan vaguely saw another figure reflected in the young man's eyes, with a graceful figure in white clothes and a pretty face.
And his soul sea suddenly became boiling and turbulent, as if being stripped away by a strange force.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, memory scenes flashed before Ling Xiao's eyes, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Really?"
"thump."
As Ling Xiao released his grip, Fang Quan's body fell to the ground.
At this time, this "Demon Lord" still had a look of extreme ferocious fear on his face.
This method made everyone tremble when they saw it.
Move, chilly.
Compared with the bright justice just now, the cruelty of the young master just now is no less generous than that of the strong man from the Demon Sect.
He is like that ray of light contained in the darkness, extremely contradictory and fascinating.
"Son..."
The Wanxiang Demon Lord and others walked up to Ling Xiao and bowed to him.
Now that Fang Quan is dead and the Fang family has been destroyed, the situation in Xuanzhou has finally calmed down completely.
"Um."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent, and his eyes swept over the people in front of him.
Although today's Demon Sect has long since declined, it is still comparable to many of Qingyuan's supreme forces.
Although Wuzhiqi's injuries were horrific, they were not life-threatening.
As long as the Wanxiang Demon Lord can regain his peak combat power in a short period of time, he can once again lead these demon sect members to cause chaos in Kyushu.
"Young Master, I have just thought about it clearly. We, the Wanxiang Demon Sect, are willing to follow you and fight for the heavens with you."
The Wanxiang Demon Lord looked solemn, and even his tone was full of determination.
Just like Yun Tuyan said just now, times have changed, and with this young man's character, he will never let go of the Demon Sect easily.
And once he takes action himself, the outcome for everyone may not be too easy.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly and gave the Wanxiang Demon Lord a meaningful look.
Although this move of retreating in order to advance is quite clever, to Ling Xiao, these powerful demon sects are just cannon fodder and chess pieces, and there is no room for bargaining with him.
"In that case, then...dedicate your soul."
"What!!"
Hearing this, the eyes of all the powerful demon sects suddenly condensed, and they looked at the Wanxiang Demon Lord with bewildered expressions.
Giving up their souls means...that they no longer have freedom and have completely become slaves.
This is a shame, especially for an unparalleled hero like the Wanxiang Demon Lord. It is probably more painful than death.