Chapter 616: Final Struggle, Darkness in the Heart
The strong hatred in the eyes of the Demon Lord was almost condensed into substance. He wished to eat Qing Meng, the person who almost controlled his entire life, alive. Just when he was about to reach the peak, he was interrupted.
He felt the feelings of the monks who had been planted with demon seeds by him in the past. Those monks who he had once indifferent to suddenly appeared in his sight one by one, staring at him with the same dull expressions as when they were being devoured, without ridicule, sadness, or any emotional fluctuations.
The Demon Lord of Bewilderment was unwilling to accept this, extremely unwilling!
"Qing... Meng... you... deserve to die!"
After hearing this, Taoist Master Qingmeng did not care much. Taoist Master Huoxin had already determined this ending when he was practicing the Soul Chaining Dao. Now it was just an instinctive struggle. Just say a few words.
"You didn't say that when you were the butcher in the future. It's just that you are the meat now."
Taoist Master Qingmeng was concentrating on tapping the runes on Huoxin's body. At this time, he had already walked to the top of Huoxin's head, and his whole body was flashing with the light of various runes. Those runes were exactly the method of refining the longevity soul fruit.
Taoist Master Qingmeng stood above his head, muttering something and starting to make hand gestures.
A roar that resounded through the heavens and earth was heard, and the Heart-Confusing Demon Lord opened his mouth wide, and a suction force suddenly came out. Zhang Tianyuan did not hesitate at all and directly activated the small magic of heaven and earth, and began to burn the cultivation of his clone, trying his best to resist the sudden and terrifying suction force.
Fortunately, the suction was not aimed at him, he was just affected. But Old Huang on the side was in a miserable situation. He didn't even have time to take out the alchemy furnace before he was sucked directly into the mouth of the Demon Lord of Confusion.
After the Devil Lord closed his mouth, a muffled groan was heard, "Even if I... die, I can't let... you have an easy life!"
This is the possible method that the Demon Lord of Confusion has found to take revenge on the Taoist Lord Qingmeng. A Venerable, and a poison cultivator at that, must have some means in his hands if he stays here, and these means must be able to cause some harm to himself at the Taoist Lord level.
He can only rely on external forces now, he has no ability to resist at all.
How could this corpse be his opportunity? This corpse was simply a solid cage for soul cultivators. He didn't know whether it was a problem with the corpse or with the technique on the corpse!
The Demon Lord of Confusion also smiled miserably. It’s gone, everything is gone!
He could feel his soul changing rapidly and his consciousness slowly dissipating. This was completely beyond his control.
Taoist Master Qingmeng frowned. He didn't expect this guy to struggle at the end. But what's the point? It's just a meaningless struggle.
From sunrise to sunset, everyone was waiting here for Taoist Master Qingmeng to finish the final refining. Three months later, it was finally over.
The huge body of the Demon Lord of Bewilderment has disappeared, and two objects appeared in the air. One object is like a fruit shrouded in gray mist, but there is a strange color on the fruit. Zhang Tianyuan took a look from a distance and felt that the luster was a little familiar. What is it?
Five Elements Spiritual Poison? Something a bit like Five Elements Spiritual Poison?
The other thing was dark green. Just looking at it made me feel dizzy. It was not a good thing.
Taoist Qingmeng's face looked a little grim. He didn't expect that a poison cultivator could create something that could harm a Taoist-level corpse. He actually created such a highly poisonous thing. What a pity for the corpse!
The most important thing is that this longevity soul fruit also has an effect, as if some mixed toxins have infiltrated it!
Taoist Master Qingmeng had seen several poison cultivators, so he did not try to stop Taoist Master Huoxin when he sucked the poison cultivator into his mouth. One reason was that he was busy forming the final hand seal at that time, and the other was that he did not think that a poison cultivator could do anything strange.
Now it seems that there are really some unexpected things!
It is true that Huang Mi is a poison cultivator, but he is not a traditional poison cultivator. He is walking an extremely dangerous path, a path of containing poison with his body and transforming poison with his body. After being absorbed by him, various poisons become nutrients for the improvement of his cultivation. It can be said that Huang Mi himself is a huge poison pill, a poison pill with extremely terrifying magnitude and extremely complex ingredients that has been accumulated bit by bit.
It is true that the elixir he refined for the corpse has no effect on the soul. It only generates some higher-level spiritual poison. However, Lao Huang himself targets the soul!
Especially the poison pills made from the large amount of five-element spirit poison he swallowed in the Venerable Realm! The accumulation of terror had already undergone a qualitative change.
The Lord of the Confused Demon had not expected that this Venerable Poison Cultivator was himself a highly poisonous being. Originally, he simply had no other options. The only things he could think of temporarily, whether it was to disgust Qing Meng or to have some means that could make Qing Meng spend a little more effort, were just his last struggle, like a psychological comfort before death.
Taoist Master Qingmeng felt a little disgusted when he saw the soul fruit with several strange stripes, but he swallowed it without hesitation. Although the appearance of these abnormal stripes indicated that there must be something wrong with the soul fruit, he did not think it could cause much harm to him!
To put it another way, even if there are problems, you have to swallow them, otherwise there is no possibility of transcendence!
Zhang Tianyuan saw that Taoist Master Qingmeng had recovered from his old age to his middle-aged appearance, and then became even younger, like a young man.
Taoist Master Qingmeng opened his eyes and opened his hands, feeling his youthful state. He was back, everything was back, just like when he was at his peak!
It’s been a long time since I felt this way!
At this moment, he suddenly felt a flash of dizziness. Although it was only for a moment, his expression became much more serious! This was his peak state, how could he feel dizzy?
No need to think too much, it must be the influence of the strange lines on the soul fruit!
Taoist Master Qingmeng checked his entire body, inside and out, and his face became a little gloomy. He found no problems! This was the biggest problem!
There seemed to be a hint of gloom in the depths of his heart.
However, now it was time to deal with the monks present, so he raised his head and looked around.
When Zhang Tianyuan saw that cold look, he knew he couldn't escape. It was as expected, but it didn't matter. This time he had a huge gain!
At the same time, You Li, who had already arrived inland, seemed to have made some decision. After giving an order to his two soul seeds in the Sword Sect, he flew back to the boundless sea.
Soul Cultivator! He couldn't get any of it. Youli planned to find a deserted place to bury himself. It might be better to disappear without a sound, so that Boss Qingmeng wouldn't have any other tricks on the Soul Cultivator!
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There is a fifth-level fairy city on the seashore, where all the sword sect monks who returned from the Boundless Sea gathered.
A grey light flashed in the eyes of Venerable Jueyue and Venerable Suiying, and they walked out of their respective temporary caves.
Almost at the same time, Gudu Wuhen arrived at this fairy city by the sea.
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