The sound of explosions, roars, and flashes of fire, gradually turning into an iridescent momentum, quickly approaching the monster that seemed to be sneaking into the waterhole.

The lightning speed is not enough to describe the speed of this sword light, I am afraid that only the speed of the real light can be better than him!

"Good!" even Beiming couldn't help but blurt out praise.

Then it was puzzled.

Why is this kid so proficient in Xiuzhen's fighting style?

Obviously, it's only the first time he's fighting with the mana of cultivation?

The world of hanging is naturally incomprehensible.

At this moment, the red flying knife had broken through the monster scales and pierced into its body.

An invisible wave of qi suddenly erupted in the direction where the flying knife pierced, and the invisible ripples spread, throwing away everything within a radius of more than ten zhang around, except for the heart above and Du Wenxing on Tan Bian.

Even the black pool below was also pressed by the huge pressure as if solidified into a huge black spar.

The monster at the center of power was even more miserable, and its body was completely torn to pieces.

But to Du Wenxing and Beiming's surprise, among the blood of the stump that the monster exploded, a small translucent figure was fleeing in a hurry.

It fled from the heart above.

The phantom was extremely fast, and a third of its body had already burrowed into the heart, and it was about to disappear.

"Stop it. Bei Ming subconsciously shouted.

It didn't know why, but it always felt that once it was drilled into its heart by this phantom, something very bad would happen.

Du Wenxing didn't need it to be reminded, he would have done it a long time ago.

The red sword shot out of the monster's torn flesh and shot straight at the half-cut body of the phantom.

After a scream, the phantom's two calves were slashed by the flying knife, but he was in a trance, and it seemed that the phantom's overall feeling had also faded.

Before Du Wenxing could observe it clearly, it had completely burrowed into his heart.

In an instant, the violent momentum erupted from the heart like a giant pillar of wolf smoke, pouring into the sky like a cloud of black, a furious roar resounded, and the top of the heart blurred for a while, and a huge figure was revealed.

"I am asleep, why do you want to disturb me, you toad, if I don't kill you, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart. The huge figure made a loud sound.

Du Wenxing and Bei Ming looked at the face of this figure that gradually became clearer, and blurted out in unison, "Demon Lord!"

This face is indistinguishable from the Demon Lord on the statue.

Could it be that the demon lord still has a hidden consciousness here?

As the massive figure condensed into shape, the liquid in the black pool below steamed upwards and poured into it.

The figure of this demon lord became more and more solid.

Just when Du Wenxing was puzzled, the airflow under the figure's feet suddenly exploded.

Then he disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already hit Du Wenxing less than a foot in front of him.

"So fast!"

Du Wenxing's eyes froze, and the red knife suspended in front of him flickered, and the flames in the sky erupted!

"No, this breath is definitely not the Demon Lord. Beiming shouted in his mind.

At this time, Du Wenxing didn't care about judging the identity of the other party.

It's the enemy anyway.

The mana in the body exploded, and the sound of whistling in the sky, the flames in the sky were like hundreds of millions of feather arrows breaking through the air, and they were extremely sharp, and they instantly filled the body of the demon lord's virtual image.

At the same time, Du Wenxing waved his right limb, and the black long knife flew like a flag in the wind, revealing claws full of golden-red flames, blasting out from afar.

"Boom~"

The sound of burning and exploding resounded in the dense forest in an instant, and the endless chaotic aura dispersed, and the powerful wind pressed the soul yin wood, destroying countless branches and tree trunks.

"How dare you hurt my body!" the Demon Lord Phantom burst out, and before Du Wenxing could taste the meaning of his words, the Demon Lord Phantom, which was covered with flames, was suddenly shocked.

In the blink of an eye, it was as straight as a spear and as sharp as a sword.

At this moment, endless death intent erupted from its body, and the flames were extinguished one after another.

The red flying knife roared and flew back in front of Du Wenxing.

A huge palm lid pressed down.

"Wow~~"

In the heavens and on the ground, in all directions, continuous sounds sounded, as if the entire Soul Yin Wood Forest had suddenly come to life, and it was dancing with its teeth and claws, devouring everything.

"I see, this thing is the self-consciousness that the Soul Yin Wood Forest has generated over countless years, and it has only existed to this day with the help of the vitality in the Demon Lord's heart. ”

With Bei Ming's words, a huge shadow covered it, and the entire Soul Yin Wood Forest seemed to instantly melt into the night, even the bright flame light on the red knife in front of him could not reveal a single thing.

In the entire heaven and earth, only the huge figure above was still exuding a faint black brilliance, and other than that, there was a dead silence.

Between heaven and earth, it was pitch black, and the Soul Yin Wood Forest within a radius of more than ten miles seemed to have life, and countless forces gathered together to form a heavenly cover, enveloping the huge area.

Du Wenxing was covered in cold sweat, but he also had to cheer up and deal with it carefully.

"Be careful, this whole forest is his body. "North Hells reminds.

Before the words fell, countless distorted blood-red colors spread out from the soul yin trees, as if a boundless sea of blood had descended, and one of them flashed out of the blood shadows, swooping down on each other, devouring each other, but in a moment, a huge demon god covered with sarcoma appeared in the air, boundless bloody aura, smoking.

The sarcomas were actually human heads, each with a hideously twisted face, letting out a howl of infinite pain.

It's -

"This is the resentment left over by Xiuzhen who was devoured by the Soul Yin Wood, but I didn't expect that it would not be dissipated for thousands of years, but it was controlled by the consciousness of this Soul Yin Wood Forest. Bei Shen said in a deep voice.

The Scarlet Demon God swooped down in the air, spreading a sea of blood all over the sky.

Du Wenxing didn't have time to think about it, the red knife let out a loud roar and disappeared in front of Du Wenxing.

In an instant, the aura of fire in the sky gathered, and the dragon saw the head and tail in the red flames, and accidentally poked out a huge blade, and the boundless flames poured out.

Endless flames, as the sword poured, slashed out in a fan shape, like an endless wall of flames, just blocking the sea of blood.

In an instant, burning and boiling, in the immeasurable blood mist, the huge sword turned by the red knife was like a huge rope wrapped around the blood-colored demon god, the amazing high temperature erupted, the terrifying heat wave spread, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to enter the steamer in an instant.

The soul yin wood consciousness of the image of the demon lord saw that the demon god had not made any contributions, so he pounced.

It was all at once fused into the body of the Scarlet Demon God.

At that moment, the head-like sarcoma, the hideous and distorted face, quickly became serene.

The body of the Demon God and the Soul Yin Wood Consciousness after the fusion seems to have regressed thousands of years, returning to the most essence and vigorous period of life, and a vigorous breath of life suddenly rises from the body, full of youthful vitality.

(End of chapter)