Hearing the roar of the Demon Buddha, everyone was slightly stunned.

What is Abang Rakshasa?

Only Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was shocked.

Abang Rakshasa...Isn’t that the demon king in the Avici Hell?

How is that possible!

As the judge of the Yin Gui Dao, he naturally knows more about the Nine Netherworld than other cultivators.

The Nine Netherworld is the place of reincarnation of souls, and it is also a "special secret realm" that the Yin Guidao monks can try to go to after reaching the Jindan realm.

And below the Nine Netherworld are the multiple hells.

Compared with the Nine Netherworld, hell is undoubtedly much more dangerous. Even cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage dare not easily get involved. Only the few words left by the former Jiejiao immortals allow the cultivators to get a glimpse of it.

The lowest level of hell is the Avici Hell, which is the least mentioned of all hells. The only mention of the Avici demon king is in a single sentence in a certain book:

The utmost evil and filthiness, the embodiment of filth.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at Wei Dongliu's evil aura with his red hair and beard and bloodshot pupils, it is absolutely not an exaggeration to call him the "Demon Lord".

Wen Yang was confused and uncertain, while Jiang Li'an stood there in a daze, suddenly covering his nose and groaning.

So handsome!!!

Wei Dongliu's costume as the Demon Lord was domineering, powerful, and evil. Almost every part of him suited her sexual preferences, so much so that Witch Jiang even had the urge to throw herself at him regardless of the consequences.

But she is a psychologically mature monk after all, and certainly will not be easily swayed by instinctive impulses.

She bit her tongue lightly and suppressed all her fanciful thoughts. She then called out the gods and demons to block the way of the Demon Buddha from both sides and behind.

Wei Mojun held the Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Sword in his hand and chopped it down lightly.

The Demon Buddha was caught in a dilemma and did not have the composure he had when fighting three people alone before. He even took a punch from the demon god with his back, and did not dare to be stabbed head-on by the Ten Thousand Demons Sword.

He took a few steps back and suddenly felt an itch on the back of his neck.

A golden silkworm Gu that was full of poison had already bitten through his neck. The Demon Buddha tried to slap it with his hand, but his arm turned black halfway up and he fell forward powerlessly.

Wei Dongliu raised the Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Sword and the tip of the sword just passed along the neck of the Demon Buddha, separating his head and body cleanly.

Then he threw the golden sword at the mirror, and the door in the mirror wall suddenly opened, revealing a corridor leading to the inner hall.

Long Xiaoqi woke up slowly, Gu Lie struggled to get up, Jiang Li'an's eyes were wandering, and Wen Yang's expression was dull.

At this time, Wen Yang was completely dumbfounded, with only one thought left in his mind:

Avici Demon Lord, the Infinite Hell...

Who dares to say that you are not in hell? !

Everyone looked at each other, and for a moment they were all speechless about the fact that the Demon Buddha was killed by Wei Dongliu, not knowing what attitude to adopt next.

The Demon Cult believes that "the strong is the king", and your strength determines other people's attitude towards you.

When the five people first met, Wei Dongliu subdued Gu Lie in a flash with his Hundred Poisons Golden Silkworm Gu, and won the position of leader in the team - because everyone thought they could not withstand the Hundred Poisons Golden Silkworm Gu hugging their faces.

Because of this, when the five-man team set out, Wei Dongliu suddenly received a message from Qilin, saying aloud that he wanted to change his route to the south. Although everyone was surprised and hesitant, they finally believed in his decision.

However, the strengths represented by "being able to defeat those Foundation Establishment cultivators" and "being able to defeat a Golden Core cultivator" are completely not on the same level.

To put it in a common metaphor, the former allows everyone to recognize you as the "Big Brother", but at least we are still of the same generation.

The latter means that we are no longer on the same level, and everyone should treat you as a senior...

It's not that it's impossible, the demon sect monks are all flexible, but calling you brother one foot and master the next is like tearing off your face and stepping on it.

After looking at each other for a long time, Gu Lie made the decision first.

The Demon Buddha's skills and fighting style are exactly the same as his own, just like the "future version of Gu Lie" in the Jindan realm.

Even I, who had already formed a Dan, was beaten up by the other party. How could I still have the face to call him "Daoyou"? Was I worthy of it?

It’s better to just lick the ass!

So he quickly put on a smile and was about to say something respectfully and flatteringly, when he saw Witch Jiang rushing to Wei Dongliu in an instant at a much faster speed than him, and said enthusiastically:

"Friend Wei! What kind of skill is this?"

Wei Dongliu looked at her coldly and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't take direct action, and his instinct for danger didn't give him any warning, Jiang Li'an immediately felt relieved, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

She is a witch from the Heavenly Demon Sect. She is best at observing people's words and expressions and manipulating people's minds. She also noticed that the old thief Wei was in an abnormal state at this time, and it seemed that he was some kind of Dharma body.

Well, considering what the evil Buddha said before, let’s call it the “Dharmakaya of Avici Demon Lord”.

This Dharmakāya of the Avici Demon King will obviously change the character of Wei Laozei, making him unruly, arrogance and unruly.

Of course, this actually adds to his charm... Of course, this is not the point! The point is that although his personality has changed, he has not lost his reason.

As long as Wei the old thief is still sane, he has no reason to hurt me. After all, I was the one who helped to raise his two apprentices!

"Friend Wei, why is your hair red?" Jiang Li'an shamelessly approached him and stretched out his hand to touch his hair, but Wei Dongliu impatiently slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

"Friend Wei, what's wrong with your eyes? There's a pupil inside the pupil? It looks pretty good!"

"roll!"

Witch Jiang was unmoved. She just kept pestering Wei Dongliu with a smile and talking to him non-stop. The admiration in her eyes almost turned into reality and overflowed.

Seeing this, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to Brother Jiang Daoyou's shameless gag, the originally awkward atmosphere was interrupted, so that everyone no longer had to hesitate whether to put down their dignity and kneel down to lick her... She has licked her like this, so what's wrong with us saying a few compliments?

So everyone started to praise it.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Wei, who killed this evil Buddha!" ​​Wen Yang said with a smile on his face, "Otherwise we would be in danger now!"

"Fellow Daoist Wei, this is the Dharmakaya of the Demon Lord, right?" Gu Lie also showed an expression of admiration, "Before forming the golden elixir, you already have the Dharmakaya. Fellow Daoist Wei has a promising future!"

"Awesome." Long Xiaoqi said.

Wei Dongliu ignored the flattery of these people and just waved his hands to drive away the shameless witch Jiang.

"Daoyou Wei, how long can your Dharma body last? A whole day?"

"Friend Wei, I will pick out a black robe for you when we get back. It will look better with the black one!"

"Friend Wei, can you curse me again? Like, 'I'm not interested in you, woman'?"

Wei Dongliu looked at her expressionlessly, silently practicing the Demon-eliminating and Soul-separating Sutra to transform all the demonic energy in his body into Taoist true energy.

Soon, his hair turned from blood red to ink black, the pupils in his eyes quickly faded, and the rebellious and evil temperament disappeared from his face, turning into an expressionless iceberg face.

Jiang Li'an blinked his eyes and felt suddenly empty in his heart, as if he had lost something very important.

Ah, it's so boring.

"Let's continue on our journey." She turned around, pointed at the entrance to the corridor ahead, and said to Wei Dongliu indifferently, "Time is running out."

Wen Yang and Gu Lie laughed awkwardly, paying attention to Wei Dongliu's expression. Long Xiaoqi's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, as if he was very curious about why Jiang Li'an was so respectful at first and then so arrogant.

"Yeah." Wei Dongliu didn't care about these things and took the lead and walked forward.