Ling Yungao was in a state of weakness, and his soul was quickly invaded.
No, he doesn't want to die!
A strong desire to survive and an explosion of strong will.
The demon was furious. He didn't dare to provoke the Jade Demon. How could he be afraid of you, a half-dead man?
It pressed Ling Yungao tightly, and the soul bumped into it: "You little demon cultivator, you still want to resist Grandpa Zu? Who are you? You are just a waste who has half-cultivated the demon cultivator! You will die for me!"
Ling Yungao's soul was almost crushed by him, but he refused to give in: "It's true that a tiger falls flat and is bullied by a dog. How dare a prisoner dare to bully me!"
Hearing him call himself, the devil laughed: "I almost forgot, you seem to be the leader of the Wuji Sect? Hey! Isn't this a coincidence? I have been locked up in this hellish place for thousands of years, and now I happen to have a grudge.
revenge!"
As it spoke, it said gloomily: "You probably don't know that there are many demons guarding outside, and everyone wants to have a taste of the master of Wuji Sect. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, the demonic master of Wuji Sect can do anything if he lives long enough.
See you!"
Ling Yungao was furious. It was enough that he was hostile to the elders of the sect. What was this demon? How dare you laugh at him and become a demon? No matter how depraved he was, he was once the leader of the immortal sect. It was not the turn of a little demon to make irresponsible remarks.
!
"Then try it! See if you can eat it!"
The devil was aroused by him to be competitive, and he put all his strength into it: "Just give it a try and see what you, the possessed master of the Wuji Sect, are capable of!"
The two souls squeezed and attacked each other. Just as the devil was immersed in it, a demon seed silently fell into his soul.
"What is this?" The devil suddenly realized something was wrong. Why did he feel that the magic power in his body was losing?
The demon seeds grew rapidly and took root and sprouted.
"Devil! No!" The demon was shocked and wanted to get rid of it.
But it was too late, it had already penetrated deep into the soul, greedily absorbed the demonic energy, and grew rapidly.
The offensive and defensive momentum changes position.
Ling Yungao, who had absorbed the demonic energy, was surrounded by the demonic liquid, and his body quickly repaired. His body, which was originally a human, grew strange parts, including horns on his head and extra limbs.
The longer these things are, the faster he recovers.
The devil gradually became powerless: "No! Let me go, let me go!"
It just wants to take a bite and doesn’t want to be eaten by others!
How could Ling Yungao let it go? He lacked demonic energy now, which caused the demon to not grow up. When this demon came to his door, Xuanbing Prison happened to be unable to use magic, so he just happened to kill him!
Eat him! If you eat him, you can repair your demonic body! You can survive!
With strong thoughts, he controlled the demon species to root firmly in the demon head, greedily absorbing the demonic energy.
The devil wanted to escape, but this time he was entangled instead.
"No! Lord Sect Leader, you are too young and short-sighted. I am willing to become your servant. Spare my life!"
Seeing that he was unable to fight, the devil began to beg for mercy.
If it were any other time, Ling Yungao might have responded, but not now. What he lacks is demonic energy, and he must recover!
Therefore, no matter how much the demon begged, he continued to absorb the demonic energy without hesitation until the demon seed grew rapidly and the demon was completely absorbed.
The demon seed fell back to the Dantian, repairing the demon body bit by bit. Ling Yungao exhaled a sigh of satisfaction and let go of his hand.
An ugly piece of magic skin fell lightly to the ground.
Ling Yungao kicked him in disgust and stood up to move his body.
Very good, he finally came back to life. But the demon seed still lacks nutrients and needs to eat more.
Ling Yungao licked the corners of his mouth and tried to get out of the cell.
As a former sect leader, he was very familiar with the restrictions here. Now that he had the strength, he quickly squeezed out of the gap.
The demons guarding outside realized something was wrong and dispersed in a hurry.
Ling Yun's high-blooded eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he looked around for his target.
Demonic energy, he needs demonic energy...
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A messenger talisman flew from outside the house, and Ling Bufei reached out to take it.
"Uncle Song?"
The messenger was sent by Song Zhiyi, saying that Taiyi Palace wanted to deal with the magic sword and asked him to come and witness.
Ling Bufei smiled slightly, and after the Deacon Hall, Taiyi Hall also came to show his kindness.
This is actually the treatment of the sect leader, and they are preparing for his succession.
He had no reason to refuse, so he called Baili Xu.
"I'm going to Taiyi Hall. You'll stay here, just in case..." Ling Bufei glanced at the next door.
Baili Xu replied: "Don't worry, sir, I won't let anything happen to Miss Bai."
Ling Bufei nodded, turned into light and left.
When they arrived at Taiyi Hall, in addition to Elder Zuo and Elder Niu on duty, there were also Song Zhiyi and Yang Xiangtian.
"Young Sect Master." Both parties greeted each other.
Ling Bufei asked: "What happened to the magic sword? Wasn't it sealed last time?"
"We feel unstable, so we want to add another layer." Yang Xiangtian said, "Young Master, you have the Demon Suppressing Cauldron. We will feel more at ease here."
Ling Bufei nodded: "I understand."
Song Zhiyi was once confused by the magic sword. Who knows what strange spells there are on this magic sword.
Therefore, Elder Zuo and Elder Niu were guarding outside the hall and controlling the outer array. Ling Bufei accompanied Song Zhiyi and Yang Xiangtian inside.
The three of them came to the location of the magic sword, and Yang Xiangtian carefully took it off.
"It is said that this demon sword belongs to the ancient demon lord. The demon lord killed countless people, and the sword was covered with corpses. In the end, our ancestor set up a large formation to lure him into a trap, and then he was captured and killed in one fell swoop." Yang Xiangtian
He slowly said, "In the entire Taiyi Palace, its demonic nature is the strongest. Even if the Demon Lord has been dead for thousands of years, the magic power is still sealed within it."
Ling Bufei thought of the previous scene of besieging and killing Ling Yungao. This demonic sword could even transform into the demon king's old shadow. It was indeed powerful.
Yang Xiangtian placed it on the altar table, and he and Song Zhiyi carefully affixed several talismans to prevent him from losing his mind. He did not forget to ask him: "Young Master, do you want to affix two of them?"
Ling Bufei shook his head: "It's okay, I have the Demon Suppressing Cauldron."
Yang Xiangtian thought about it. Anyone in the world could become a demon, except the sect leader. The Demon-Suppressing Cauldron was stronger than any other magic talisman.
"Then let's get started."
"good."
The two of them stood in each position and used spells to cover the magic sword with seals layer by layer. The layers of golden light piled up and suddenly gathered together, tightly wrapping the sword body.
Just when the seal was about to be completed, the magic sword suddenly trembled and broke the seal Song Zhiyi had just covered.
"Be careful!" Yang Xiangtian shouted, raising his hand to pull it back.
Unexpectedly, the magic sword still had some remaining power, so it suddenly crashed outward.
Ling Bufei was at the side, so he naturally stretched out his hand to block it.
The moment he held the magic sword, a force suddenly hit him.
"Boom——" The ears clearly did not hear the sound, but there was a muffled sound deep in the soul.
Ling Bufei suddenly froze, his eyes were empty, and his soul was shaking.
"Young Sect Master!" Song Zhiyi and Yang Xiangtian were shocked and shouted in unison.