"Should I help you or the devil?" The nameless old devil glared and cursed: "You heartless little brat, can't you see that?"
"Hey! To be honest, I feel very vague." Shen Lang said honestly: "Although we have gotten along very well during this period, but think about it seriously, you old guy has a soul that lasts for more than 30,000 years. How can you deal with the devil?
The relationship must be very deep. And the time you and I have known each other is just a blink of an eye in your thirty thousand years of memory."
"As far as you have many evil thoughts and the devil's bones are in your body, that is the root of my soul. To a certain extent, your life and death determines the life and death of my last remaining soul. Is it still possible?
Can it harm you?" The nameless old demon said: "If I weren't helping you, do you think I would take the initiative to help you ask Leng Yanji to marry you? And then give you a chance to prevent the door to the demon world from opening?"
"But why?" Shen Lang frowned and said, "I really don't understand why you are doing this? Don't you, the old devil, be unwilling? Don't you hope that another devil will appear in the devil's path?
Why do I always feel like you are digging a hole for me to jump into?"
"Hahahaha! So what if a demon lord appears? What if the demonic power is great and unifies the continent? It's not like I haven't seen the unification of the continent before." The unknown old demon said with a smile.
"Uh..." Shen Lang was speechless.
This time, he suddenly realized that the guy standing in front of him had taught four demon kings and had seen the grand occasion when the demon sect unified the continent in 30,000 years.
And he was only in his twenties, but it was undoubtedly too young to guess the thoughts of such an old guy.
But he vaguely understood that it would be better if a person like the Wuming Old Demon had no ambition. If he really had ambition, it would be a bigger ambition than unifying the continent. It was an ambition that ordinary people could not understand.
"My expectations for you are higher than those for Demon Lord Lengshu and Demon Lord Chiming." The nameless old devil said seriously.
"Um..." Shen Lang couldn't help but think of the weird things about the fusion of immortals and demons, and vaguely knew what the old demon was thinking. Cultivating a demon king may not be too challenging for the nameless demon master, but what about the demon god?
However, the old devil sensed Shen Lang's weak cultivation and felt quite impatient in his heart. He thought to himself: That's all, I've been waiting for 30,000 years, and it won't be less than ten or eight years.
"Let's get back to the subject, can you please make me smaller quickly?" Old Devil said: "With such a big body, I would scare others to death even if I wanted to go for a walk in the city."
"Well..." Shen Lang rolled his eyes and smiled shamelessly: "Then let me get back to the business, hehe... Anyway, marrying Leng Yanji, it was all your idea, that bitch
Her cultivation level is much higher than mine, so if she gives me domestic violence, wouldn’t I be very unlucky?”
"You deserve it. You knew you were going to be in trouble, but you still had the courage to approach her." The unknown old devil said angrily.
"Isn't it you? You are the demon lord who can injure two strong men in the Cave Void Realm with a roar like thunder!" Shen Lang said with a smile: "A ray of remnant soul can be so awesome!
After all, I have the cultivation level of Demonic Cultivation in the Nether Lotus Realm, so am there no way to deal with the Kongming Realm?"
"Now you know that I am the devil? Didn't someone say that I am a nobody?" The unknown old devil snorted and said: "Don't compliment me, I am not as awesome as you said. In fact, if there were three people at that time
Shura takes action at the same time, so I may not be able to shock them. Controlling the holy magic weapon with a ray of residual soul really consumes soul power. I am still very weak now. As for you wanting to deal with Leng Yanji, I don’t have any good ideas for the time being.
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"You can pull him down, I don't believe that with your 30,000 years of experience, there is nothing you can do." Shen Lang said in disbelief.
"Why are you so anxious?" The nameless old demon said: "Although your demonic cultivation has reached the Nether Lotus Realm, it seems to be stronger than the righteous path. However, if you really want to compete head-on with the Kongming Realm in a short time,
You can’t slack off in your cultivation of the right path.”
"What do you mean, we should first improve the cultivation of the righteous path?" Shen Lang said awkwardly: "Well... I only have the third level of true spirit cultivation. Even if I reach the golden elixir realm, it won't be that big of a deal, right?"
"Idiot! The average Golden Core Realm monk is really nothing special. But if you are the owner of the Golden Core Realm's Yaori Sword, the meaning is different." The nameless old demon said.
"Uh..." Shen Lang was suddenly startled, and suddenly figured out something.
The strength of the Demon Lord far exceeds that of the Dongxu Realm. The reason why he is so powerful is the energy from the origin of the Demonic Way.
And what does it take for the descendants of the Yaori Sword to compete with the Demon King?
"The Demonic Way has its original Qi, and Kunlun naturally also has the Qi of the Immortal Spirit." The nameless old demon said: "The Sun Sword is the most important sword in Kunlun. Its essence is the Qi of the Immortal Spirit. It's just that your cultivation is too weak.
You can't use the slightest bit at all. If you step into the Golden Core Realm, even if you can only use a trace of fairy spirit, it will be enough to confront the Kongming Realm head-on."
"Oh! So that's it! No wonder I always feel that the power of the fairy sword in my hand is not too great." The doubts in Shen Lang's heart were solved, and he couldn't help but start thinking about how to quickly improve his strength.
The unknown old devil said: "I've told you the method, can you make me smaller now?"
"Actually..." Shen Lang came back to his senses and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I haven't mastered the magic of magic. If I want to force others to use the magic of shrinking, I have to be at least the Golden Core realm."
"What? You want to go beyond the Golden Core Realm? You loser! Why are you playing tricks on me here all the time?" The Wuming Old Demon was furious: "Believe it or not, I will spray you with blood to death!"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I will come to you after I reach the Golden Core Realm!" Shen Lang smiled dryly: "Besides, you didn't teach me how to deal with Leng Yanji."
The old devil stretched out his hand and pinched a Lotus Technique, shrunk his body to the same size as Shen Lang, and said to himself: "It's not even a little bit different. How can that kind of method exist?"
Seeing that the old demon, who was originally dozens of feet tall, actually shrunk his body to the size of an ordinary person by himself, Shen Lang couldn't help but cursed: "Damn! What did you say just now that you asked me to use magic to help you become smaller?
, you can obviously do it yourself. You guys have been playing tricks on me all day long! Then you must be playing tricks on me just now when you said you couldn't help me."
"This is the transformation of my natal magic weapon, the Burning Flame Tower. What's so strange about whether a holy magic weapon can be big or small? Do you think I used to hold a burning flame tower that was nearly a hundred feet high?
Walk? Of course it can be shrunk. But now I only have a residual soul. If I want to control the magic weapon to become smaller, I need to pay more." The nameless old devil explained.
"Just because you want to go out for a walk, you don't hesitate to waste your soul power?" Shen Lang was stunned.
"Yes." The nameless old devil said with a smile: "Everything you do has a price! Old devil, I need to pay a price for going out for a walk, so if you want to go for a walk on the mainland, of course you also need to pay a price, and she doesn't know how.
Even if I kill you, even if you are bullied by her, you won't lose a piece of flesh. How come you are so stained?"
"Are you afraid of her? To be honest, I don't really want you to go back to the mainland. If you are afraid, you can come here to see me again tomorrow morning, and I will help you suppress the marriage." The old devil shook his head.
He chuckled lightly, and after saying this, he walked out of the mountain, as if he planned to take a good stroll.
"Wait a minute!" Shen Lang suddenly stopped him.
The unknown old devil looked at him doubtfully.
Shen Lang suddenly pointed at the old devil from afar. Under the influence of Kunlun's magic, the old devil's steel-like metal body slowly underwent some changes, making it look like a real body.
"Uh..." The old devil was stunned for a moment. He touched his fleshy cheeks and looked at the smooth skin on his arms. He felt very satisfied. He couldn't help but secretly sigh that Kunlun's magic was really miraculous.
Shen Lang said: "Since you want to go out for a walk, don't go out wearing the black steel. More importantly, I'm afraid that you will show up at my wedding tomorrow and scare others."
"So, you're not afraid of her eating you?" The unknown old devil asked uncertainly.
"Hmph! You can't tell who ate whom!" Shen Lang said: "I don't believe it. I am a tall, seven-foot man, and I can't deal with her anymore."
After saying this, he walked down the mountain bravely and proudly. He thought to himself, although those women are dangerous, taking a risk is much better than staying in Buzhou Mountain!
Calculating carefully, it has been more than ten days since he was taken away by Leng Yanji. I don't know how worried Xia Qianye will be. He has been eager to leave for a long time. How can he let go of the opportunity now?
The unknown old devil touched his cheek again, as if he felt that the smooth feeling was really good! And it made him miss it very much.
"In the past 26,000 years, this is the most human-like time I've seen, right? Although it's just a resemblance, it's not really alive. At least I feel comfortable looking at it." The old devil looked at Shen Lang's leaving back and thought in his heart.
He thought to himself: "This guy has some humanity, and he also knows how to help me. But I don't know how such a guy who has a bit of humanity, regardless of good or evil, will develop after getting along with Leng Yanji day and night.
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"And Leng Yanji is the descendant of that little pervert Leng Shu. Some special methods are really difficult to deal with. If you are careless for a moment, I am afraid that the emperor or the goddess will suffer, and Shen Lang might not be able to deal with it."
This guy is really going to suffer a lot..."
Thinking about these questions, the unknown old devil suddenly said: "Boy! For the sake of you using magic to transform me into a human, I will give you another gift."
"Ah?" Shen Lang was stunned, not understanding what the nameless old devil wanted to give him.
However, like Shen Lang before, the old devil pointed his finger in the air, and his meaning suddenly disappeared into Shen Lang's eyebrows, and a majestic message appeared in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness.
"Haoran's Heavenly Controlling Finger?" Shen Lang asked in confusion: "What use does this technique have for me?"
"After you learn this move, you don't have to be afraid of her. As for its use, you should practice it in the past two days. You will understand it after you learn it!" The old devil didn't bother to explain at all, and he didn't know where to get away in a flash of his body.
Went...
"Don't be afraid of her? Is it possible that this kind of technique can defeat Leng Yanji? Maybe she can be subdued with just one finger? It's really awesome!"
If someone else told Shen Lang that by learning a certain skill, he could cross a great realm and subdue Leng Yanji, he would definitely not believe it, and he would even think that it was a fantasy.
However, this technique was taught by the 30,000-year-old immortal old devil who could injure two caves and void realms with a single shout. So why didn't he believe it?
Thinking of this, Shen Lang went down the mountain proudly...