Duan Lingtian is now so emotional that he almost collapses.
Seeing Feng Tong retract his gaze and look at Feng Tianwu again, his expression became extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but feel a little despair in his heart.
When he saw Feng Tong stepping out of the air and walking towards Feng Tianwu unhurriedly.
Duan Lingtian hurriedly raised his hand and took out the 'Demon Sealing Tablet' from the ring.
In a hurry, Duan Lingtian used his Yuan Power to fuse the Demon-Sealing Monument with the intention of controlling the Demon-Sealing Monument and let it 'demonize' him.
Immediately afterwards, he integrated the 'artistic conception' into it, and even integrated spiritual power into it.
But no matter how Duan Lingtian used his Yuan Power, artistic conception, or spiritual power to integrate into the 'Demon-Sealing Monument', the Demon-Sealing Monument still didn't make any changes, let alone make him 'demonized'.
At this time, Feng Tong had arrived not far in front of Feng Tianwu.
When he raised his hand, his Yuan Power was turbulent, and his 'artistic conception' followed him like a shadow, causing the airflow in the surrounding air to squeeze, causing bursts of slight air explosions.
boom!
Feng Tong raised his hand, and with a palm containing the power of six thousand ancient horned dragons, he landed on Feng Tianwu's head in an unhurried manner.
As for Feng Tianwu, when faced with Feng Tong's falling palm, her expression was as calm as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, without changing her expression.
From the beginning to the end, she tried her best to suppress the power of the 'Fire Spirit Body' in her body, staring straight at the purple figure in the distance, with a happy smile on her face.
In this life, if you can die for the one you love, this life will not be in vain!
"No!!"
In the midst of the thunder and lightning, Duan Lingtian looked into Feng Tianwu's eyes. His heart trembled for no reason, like a knife being twisted, and it was extremely painful.
"No! Tianwu can't die! Tianwu can't die!!"
In an instant, Duan Lingtian roared hysterically, his emotions fluctuating so much that the purple clothes on his body moved automatically like a purple flame beating.
"Um?"
At the same time, Duan Lingtian's pupils shrank, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
At this moment, the 'Demon-Sealing Monument' in his hand finally moved, and black power filled with terrifying aura continuously poured out from it, and then merged into the ancient words on it.
In the blink of an eye, black power followed Duan Lingtian's hand that grasped the Demon-Sealing Monument and entered his body, spreading throughout his body, including the soul deep in his mind.
This scene was exactly the same as when Duan Lingtian faced the six elders of Canglang Fort.
At that time, the black power of the Demon-Sealing Monument poured into his body, prompting him to become a demon.
After being transformed into a demon, his strength has greatly increased, and none of the six elders of Canglang Castle can be his enemy.
"This time, I can't be completely controlled by it!"
Duan Lingtian, who had learned from his mistakes, took a deep breath, secretly gritted his teeth to support himself, and tried to let his consciousness firmly control his body, preventing the power emerging from the self-proclaimed demon monument from overtaking him.
Soon, Duan Lingtian realized how naive his thoughts were.
With the invasion of that black power, he could no longer control his body.
As soon as the force approached, the consciousness in his mind was like a mouse seeing a cat. He involuntarily stepped aside and actively gave up control of his body.
Now, he can only keep his consciousness as clear as possible.
In this way, it can also slightly affect the demonized 'him'.
Snap!
The power in the Demon-Sealing Monument spread all over Duan Lingtian's body in an instant. Almost at the same time, the hairband holding Duan Lingtian's long black hair broke.
Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, like black snakes dancing.
After a moment, Duan Lingtian's black hair turned into 'purple', looking extremely enchanting.
Not only that, Duan Lingtian's eyes were now covered with a layer of scarlet, revealing an evil aura.
Purple hair and bloody eyes!
At the same time, Duan Lingtian was surrounded by wisps of black mist all over his body. The mist seemed to contain extremely terrifying power, causing the surrounding air to turbulence and the sound of air explosions to be heard.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
…
The sudden sound of air explosions set off waves of strong winds filled with bone-chilling chills. Feng Tong couldn't help but shudder when the palm fell on Feng Tianwu, and subconsciously stopped his hand.
Feng Tianwu also temporarily escaped from danger.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Tong turned around and looked at where the strong wind filled with bone-chilling chills came from.
He is very curious.
Who could trigger the strong wind that made him feel palpitations from the bottom of his heart?
At just one glance, Feng Tong was stunned.
"This...is this Duan Lingtian?"
Looking at the young man with purple hair and bloody eyes not far away, Feng Tong was completely dumbfounded.
The young man in front of him remained unchanged except for his appearance and purple clothes. His eyes turned scarlet and his black hair also turned purple.
The long purple hair moves automatically without wind, like purple poisonous snakes dancing, extremely evil, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
It’s like he transformed into an ‘unparalleled demon god’!
Not only that.
Feng Tong also discovered that the black mist that filled the purple-clothed young man in front of him was the source of the strong wind filled with bone-chilling chills. "This is not Yuanli, nor is it 'artistic conception'... What kind of power is it?"
As the 'Martial Emperor', Feng Tong still has some discernment.
With just one glance, he could see that the black mist surrounding Duan Lingtian's body was not simple and he could not see through it.
"Brother Duan."
Feng Tianwu's eyes were always on Duan Lingtian, so she witnessed with her own eyes all the changes taking place in Duan Lingtian.
She watched with her own eyes as Duan Lingtian's black hair turned into purple, and as Duan Lingtian's eyes turned into scarlet.
She could tell.
The reason why Duan Lingtian changed like this was precisely because of the mysterious missing corner stone tablet in his hand.
She had seen the mystery and power of that stone tablet before.
However, she felt that the current Duan Lingtian was extremely strange. He seemed to be a different person and no longer looked like the Duan Lingtian of the past. She couldn't help but feel worried for a moment.
"Duan Lingtian, do you think you can bluff people by changing the color of your 'hair' and 'eyes'? I don't know!"
At this time, the elder of the Wuchang Sect sneered and flew straight past Duan Lingtian.
When Feng Tianwu killed the Supreme Elder of their Wuchang Sect, he didn't even dare to fart.
Now, seeing that Feng Tianwu seemed to be unable to take action due to some restrictions, he jumped up and down.
Buzz!
When the elder of the Wuchang Sect raised his hand, a 'narrow knife' with flashing sharp light appeared. The energy in it surged, and the 'artistic conception' followed him like a shadow. He attacked Duan Lingtian without mercy.
In the void above his head, the phantoms of more than four thousand ancient horned dragons rushed out, their momentum like a rainbow.
This elder of the Wuchang Sect is a warrior of the ninth level of the virtual realm who has comprehended two kinds of 'nine levels of virtual realm', and is also commonly known as the 'peak expert of the virtual realm'!
The strong man at the peak of the Void Realm used all his strength to attack Duan Lingtian, as if he wanted to split Duan Lingtian in half with one knife.
Buzz!
Wherever the Yuanli, the raging "narrow knife" passed by, the air flow in the air was separated, making bursts of knife sounds, which were clear and harsh, making people feel frightened when they heard it.
The elder of the Wuchang Sect took action against Duan Lingtian, playing into Feng Tong's plan.
He always felt that Duan Lingtian, who had turned into 'purple hair and bloody eyes', gave him an extremely strong sense of oppression compared to before, as if Duan Lingtian could threaten him.
Now, he could finally see with his own eyes Duan Lingtian's strength after the mutation.
Feng Tong watched intently.
Feng Tianwu watched intently.
The elder of Beiming Sect who came here with Feng Tong also watched intently.
boom!
Facing the attack of the Wuchang Sect elder's sword, Duan Lingtian, with flying purple hair and red eyes, suddenly raised his hand and struck out with a casual punch.
In an instant, a vast black power swept out, as if it had transformed into a black angry dragon.
The angry dragon charged out, shocking the world, and swept towards the Beiming Sect elder who was slashing with a knife, as if it opened its bloody mouth and swallowed him completely.
The elder of the Beiming Sect, armed with a sword, was enveloped in the black power that surged from Duan Lingtian's fist in the blink of an eye. His whole body was blasted into powder, and his spiritual sword was bent and flew out.
Whoosh!
The vast black power was like an angry dragon coming out of its cave. After wiping out the elders of Beiming Sect, it swept out unabated, carrying a power that seemed to tear the sky apart.
boom!
There was a loud noise, but it was the black power that surged out from Duan Lingtian's fist that fell on a palace in the Royal Palace of the Chixiao Kingdom, razing it to the ground like a torrent.
"What a powerful force!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Tong's pupils shrank, his face showed shock, and he realized that his previous intuition was correct.
"kill!"
Suddenly, Duan Lingtian, who had purple hair and bloody eyes, slowly spat out a word and then glanced straight at Feng Tong.
"snort!"
Facing the current Duan Lingtian, Feng Tong was wary, but he was not afraid at all. His energy surged, and his 'artistic conception' followed him like a shadow, and he flew out to meet Duan Lingtian.
The power Duan Lingtian showed just now did not trigger the power of heaven and earth to converge into a vision of heaven and earth.
But in his opinion.
He can still display that level of power.
call out!
However, facing the current Duan Lingtian, Feng Tong did not dare to be too confident. As he raised his hand, a three-foot green blade appeared, turning into a poisonous snake and biting Duan Lingtian.
When the venomous snake came, over the void, more than 7,000 ancient horned dragons rushed out, baring their fangs and claws and pounced on Duan Lingtian.
"die!"
Feng Tong's figure flew out with the sword in his hand, as fast as lightning. He stared at Duan Lingtian who was locked with the sword in his hand with cold eyes, and gave a cold shout.
When he realized that the sword in his hand was only a short distance away from Duan Lingtian, and Duan Lingtian had no intention of dodging, he couldn't help but smile on his face.
In his opinion.
Duan Lingtian will undoubtedly die.
However, the smile on his face quickly solidified again.
"No...impossible!!"
Feng Tong, who was forced to pause with the sword in his hand, looked at the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank, and his face was filled with disbelief.
sky!
What did he see?!
Duan Lingtian, who had turned into purple hair and blood-eyed eyes, didn't see any movement. With one hand, he grabbed the sword in his hand that contained the power of more than 7,000 ancient horned dragons.
No matter how hard he tried, the sword wouldn't move at all.