After Xiahou Ba was possessed by demonic energy, he became a completely different person, with his pupils turning pitch black.
"Good lad, no wonder I sensed a familiar aura within you; it turns out you have the bloodline of your ancestors dormant within you."
After a bloodthirsty red light from the demon's head entered Xiahou Ba's body, it suddenly erupted with an excited shout.
A bloodthirsty demon god lurks within Xiahou Ba's body.
Legend has it that more than three thousand years ago, a great war between gods and demons took place.
The Bloodthirsty Demon God once single-handedly slaughtered countless heavenly soldiers and generals at the South Gate of Heaven, leaving behind a mountain of corpses.
Wherever it swept, it swept away thousands of troops like a whirlwind, and no one could stop it.
It is terrifying.
Many powerful figures from the celestial realms died at his hands.
Later, it was Laozi who used the Qiankun Vajra Bracelet to kill him.
After the bloodthirsty demon god died, his body dismembered automatically and scattered across various places.
Some were sealed away by the combined efforts of various deities in the celestial realm, while others are nowhere to be found and their whereabouts are unknown.
This is the most troublesome aspect of the ancient demon race; they are very difficult to kill.
Xiahou Ba was born with the bloodline of a bloodthirsty demon god.
Although by his generation, the bloodline had become mixed and impure.
But the aura of that demon god was still terrifying.
On the night of his birth, a terrible red whirlwind swept through the village, which was considered an ominous sign.
Later, under pressure from the villagers, his parents had no choice but to send him to the Xuankong Taoist Temple on Longhu Mountain to cultivate Taoism and become a disciple of Master Xuankong.
"Hehehehe..."
Xiahou Ba completely lost his mind, his body engulfed in black, malevolent flames, and he descended into a state of madness.
His aura surged rapidly, and he quickly progressed from Martial Soul to Martial Saint.
They charged all the way to the Martial Emperor.
Finally, he reached the level of a half-step Martial Emperor, his powerful aura sweeping across all directions, and even ordinary Martial Emperors were no match for him.
Its entire body was engulfed in black flames, accompanied by eerie cries.
The ropes that had bound him were burned off by the flames, and he brandished his long sword, transforming into a long black fire dragon as he charged out.
"Holy crap, you pig butcher, wake up..."
Situ Pangzi stood on a pure gold abacus, as big as a pot lid, and flew towards Xiahou Ba.
Swish—
Xiahou Ba slashed at Situ the Fat Man with his sword.
This strike was so powerful that it darkened the heavens and earth.
Fatty Situ was caught off guard and never expected Xiahou Ba to suddenly attack him.
I was completely dumbfounded.
"careful!"
At the critical moment, Lan Yu pushed him away from the side.
Whoosh!
The violent blade grazed his scalp.
When I reached out and touched it, my hand was covered in blood, along with a piece of bloody scalp.
Black, malevolent flames clung to the blade, which easily sliced a tall building in half.
The steel bars were neatly exposed, as if sliced into tofu.
Black, malevolent flames filled the entire sky.
Holy crap!
Seeing the building collapse behind him, Fatty Situ was terrified. After regaining his senses, he couldn't help but launch into a tirade of curses.
"You pig butcher, are you blind? You're even trying to kill me!"
Lan Yu's gaze turned serious as he spoke.
"Fatty, stop talking nonsense."
"He is now possessed by an ancient demon, his reason has been devoured, and he can't distinguish friend from foe at all."
"Hehehehe... You guys... get... out of the way..."
Xiahou Ba charged forward again, his pupils burning with fierce flames, brandishing his long sword as if he were in a frenzy.
But this time, he seemed to have regained a sliver of reason, desperately trying to suppress the demonic aura within his body and regain control of his body, his movements becoming slightly sluggish.
An evil voice echoed in his mind.
"Kid, give up resisting."
"You have no other choice but to surrender..."
Xiahou Ba let out painful roars, sometimes lucid, sometimes in a frenzy.
Bang!
Lan Yu and Xiahou Ba clashed in mid-air, with Xiahou Ba's terrifying flaming longsword slashing fiercely at Lan Yu.
It only sent her flying, but she was completely unharmed.
This is what makes the immortal divine body so terrifying.
Even a peak Martial Emperor would be at a loss and have no solution.
However, it was impossible for Lan Yu to control Xiahou Ba.
Because the other party's current cultivation level far surpasses hers.
Even when she and Fatty Situ joined forces, they were still overwhelmed by Xiahou Ba.
"Hehehehe..."
This guy roared wildly in mid-air, his whole body burning with fierce flames, making him look like a fire monster.
Ye Feng was worried that if the three of them continued fighting like this, they would inevitably hurt each other.
With a single palm strike, a massive palm print of spiritual energy sent Xiahou Ba flying like a rolling ball, crashing into and snapping several large trees in its path.
We must force that demonic consciousness out of the other party's body no matter what.
Ye Feng was preparing to make another move.
Suddenly, he smelled a familiar pungent odor in the air. His expression changed, and he immediately stopped, covering his nose and backing away.
Immediately afterwards, an incredibly flamboyant voice drifted over from afar.
Then the old weasel rode a big black ox and came galloping wildly like a madman.
His white beard fluttered in the wind, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance.
The big black ox's hooves were as big as washbasins; when they hit the asphalt road, they left a deep crater, and the ground trembled.
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