Teng Yunshen threw his weight on the stone pillar behind him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Of course, the stone pillar was heavier than him, but he was pushed out by the weight of the stone pillar at once. And that's exactly what he's here to do. Teng Yunshen accelerated by the weight of the stone pillar and shot at the demon spirit like an arrow from the string.

But he may die faster than he rushes to death.

The wizard looked at Teng Yunshen's figure without hesitation in a daze.

He ought to have cherished the precious opportunity that the latter had given him, and fled as far as he could, without a trace, but, for some unknown reason—not even for himself, could not give a plausible reason—he again stopped by surprise.

Perhaps, the experience of two consecutive escapes from death has changed him.

The wizard didn't know if such a change was good or bad, but he came to realize that it was a radical change.

The long-lost fear was like the sting of a poisonous bee, and it suddenly pierced into the heart of the demon. He had already noticed Teng Yunshen, but the other party did not seem to him to be any threat. He felt that Teng Yunshen, like those wizards killed by him, would fall into the realm of the dead in the blink of an eye.

But Teng Yunshen wore the spoils he got when he recovered his hometown. He defeated another demon and took away the authority held by that demon. Now he wields this great authority.

The wind blew away his weight, as if the weight no longer depended on the properties of the object, but on the object itself. Teng Yunshen flew up lightly. He seems to be back on the moon again. The difference is that this time it was only he who was affected.

Teng Yunshen got rid of the demon spirit's sight.

At the same time, he felt the thoughts crackling in the demon's mind. That's fear. Demons should be afraid. Teng Yunshen holds the authority of the demon spirit, which means that Teng Yunshen has the same power as it.

But, to be precise, it is only the instinct that evolves that really governs the spirits. Fear, by contrast, is a brief moment of disorientation, which is buried in an instant by the wrath that engulfs like a tsunami.

Teng Yunshen was able to grasp this fleeting moment.

Fragments of real names are like stars out of reach, not visible even on a clear crescent moon. However, at this moment, they were like fireflies in the night, landing beside Teng Yunshen and blooming. They are boundless imaginations, yet within reach.

Teng Yunshen grabbed a piece of shard.

Syllable. He could almost hear the sound of fear gently bursting like foam on the surface. The voice was so small that it didn't even fit into the pen.

Broken foam is harmless. Teng Yunshen let the imagination continue to spread. He intended to give the demonic spirit a lighter nature of fear, making it ...... Transparent.

The demon has abandoned reason, and the sensitive fear comes from this forgotten part. It is so insignificant, as if the heat exhaled by people in the depths of winter is fleeting.

Click. Click. Teng Yunshen heard the sound of the banished air hitting the walls in the demon's brain.

He reached out and pressed the other's forehead, distorted by rage, before the demon could react.

The crystalline metallic luster slowly flowed on Teng Yunshen's fingers, and at this moment, he looked like a future killer in a horror movie, showing a certain mechanical style texture, which made people shudder.

The demon yelled. He gave Teng Yunshen a heavy blow and knocked this nasty guy away. But previous negligence had caused him problems. Teng Yunshen created air in his brain and used it as a marker to take away the gas from his body.

The dim Teng Yunshen slammed into the impregnable stone pillar. He felt himself cut in two at the slam of impact, not much different from the disheartened corpses. Then he fell straight and straight like a debtor-indebted speculator, silently falling to the ground.

Through the magic of SoftBank, Teng Yunshen can strip the gas out of the demon's body, even if it is hidden deep in the depths, it will not be more difficult for Teng Yunshen to peel it off than it is to brush away the dead leaves that have fallen on his shoulders. But demons are not targets to sit idly by. Using the magic of metal meant that Teng Yunshen had to give up the magic of the wind. He became traceable. Then his enemies slapped him like a ping-pong ball.

The demon lost the first opportunity, but still wreaked havoc on his flesh and blood before he relied on the hardness of the metal to protect himself.

Teng Yun gasped for breath in a heart-rending manner.

The pain was frustrating to him. He suddenly realized that the demon spirit was so strong, terrifying, and invincible. He had killed demons before, but perhaps because of the favor of the god of luck. If he is lucky enough to leave, he will surely die. And luck is luck because the gods who give people luck are high and moody.

He could escape from the clutches of pain. As long as he hid in a metal shell and let the numbness deceive the wound, he would be free from the torment of pain, and he would be able to face death in peace, without fear of the never-ending moment.

But Teng Yunshen did not succumb to pain. He felt the pain to stay awake. He derives a power from pain, a power that transcends all kinds of magic. A strong will will keep him fighting until the last moment.

The air crushed the spirit. It was like an invisible giant's hand, full of power, and the demon spirit struggled desperately, but to no avail. Teng Yunshen took away the gas in the demon spirit's body, which caused the external air to form an omnipresent pressure. It looks like the demon spirit is in trouble.

But you shouldn't expect surreal monsters to die.

The demon spirit is well-dressed, but covered with thick hair, like the beast prince cursed by a vicious wizard in a fairy tale, who is out of step with the world and has to take refuge in the wilderness. However, Teng Yunshen knew that the demon spirits were ever-changing, and the appearance in front of him was not enough to rely on. The demon may soon develop countless tentacles, smooth scales, and well-developed air sacs before breaking out of its cage.

Teng Yunshen threw the breathless demon spirit into the bottomless sea.

Since you can't stop the demon spirit from evolving, speed up the process. Even though the demons are all different from each other, they all have the same talent. Demons are always quick to adapt to their surroundings. And that's their weakness. The reason why Teng Yunshen was able to kill them was because he was good at using their characteristics.

A torrent of silence engulfed the spirits. Teng Yunshen gave him a hint. He was reborn in the cold darkness. The demon lost its hair and broke free from its ornate and bulky coat. He turned into a monster of the deep sea.