"Pah, you lecher!" Murong Xuanqiu blushed and spat lightly. He was really too wicked.
Chu Yunying was puzzled. Seeing Wu Qiankun's aura surge to an exaggerated level, she said softly, "Senior Sister Xuanqiu, let's hurry up and heal our injuries!"
The two women took the healing pills, while Xiaobai stared coldly at Lin Yuetian, its delicate paws constantly scratching his face, having a great time.
Lin Fan fought fiercely with Wu Qiankun, his palm strikes creating ripples and waves.
"Could it be him?" His expression was serious. After exchanging blows with Wu Qiankun, he gradually figured out Wu Qiankun's tactics and guessed his identity.
Legend has it that there are ten supreme beings in the demonic path. Nine of them are sealed away, and one was killed by the human emperor, his soul dissipating into the world.
Some human emperors have deduced that the demon lord who was killed did not die completely; he left a contingency plan before the final battle, and his soul was reincarnated.
In his previous life, he was able to easily suppress the demonic path and become the supreme being, mainly because the nine demonic lords had not escaped the seal, and it was unknown whether one of them could return.
Although Wu Qiankun's method was to forcibly raise his realm and had some flaws in his cultivation, his method was very strange and far exceeded that of the Nascent Soul Realm.
The demonic arts he used were very similar to those of the demon lord who was rumored to have been killed by the human emperor.
Forcibly breaking through his realm and advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage, his combat and cultivation techniques could only function like those of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Perhaps this was because his memories had not fully recovered, or perhaps it was the price he paid for prematurely releasing the power of his past life.
Wu Qiankun stretched out his arm, his powerful demonic energy as black as ink. He made a grabbing motion with his five fingers, which was very strange, even though the distance was dozens of feet.
Lin Fan looked up slightly and saw the space above him collapse and crack, with a five-fingered claw mark grabbing towards his crown.
He retreated several feet to avoid the attack, but Wu Qiankun's figure appeared strangely in front of him, and the sharp blade pierced his chest.
Wu Qiankun's face was sneered, but before he could be happy, his arm was firmly grabbed by Lin Fan.
Blood trickled from the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, yet he showed no fear; instead, his eyes held a hint of madness and mockery.
He wielded the Immortal Execution Sword with lightning speed, slashing towards Wu Qiankun. The sword energy was incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through iron like mud. If one were to be struck by the sword, one would immediately be decapitated.
Wu Qiankun realized he had been tricked and tried to break free, but his arm was gripped tightly. As the Zhuxian Sword fell, he gritted his teeth, a fierce glint in his eyes, and with his left palm transformed into a blade, he severed his right arm.
Blood splattered, an arm was thrown up, and Wu Qiankun endured the excruciating pain, his face pale and contorted, and he stomped his foot to retreat quickly.
However, the Zhuxian Sword Qi followed him closely and did not lose its effect because of his escape. Instead, it ignored the spatial distance and slashed towards his body.
Wu Qiankun stared at his head, feeling his soul tremble. He gritted his teeth, chanted an incantation, and began to activate the secret technique.
A crimson light emanated from his body, followed by the convergence of powerful demonic energy, which fused into a dark red suit of armor, attempting to block the sword's aura.
Of course, the dark red armor only held for a moment before being shattered by the domineering power of the sword energy, which struck Wu Qiankun hard, blasting him into the stone wall, his fate unknown.
Lin Fan made a hand seal, condensing four sword energies that shot out and firmly pinned Wu Qiankun to the stone wall.
"As expected, he is the reincarnation of the Crimson Blood Demon Lord!" He confirmed Wu Qiankun's identity when the dark red armor appeared.
When he was in the demonic path, he learned about the past of the Crimson Blood Demon Lord. The Crimson Blood Demon Armor was his defensive treasure, capable of blocking a blow from a supreme treasure.
Now that his Crimson Blood Demon Armor has been shattered by the Immortal Execution Sword, without the protection of this tortoise shell, unless he breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage again, he cannot change his fate.
"Senior Brother, you're injured!" Chu Yunying walked over and saw that he was bleeding. She took out some ointment to stop the bleeding.
"Let's hold off for now!" Lin Fan looked at Wu Qiankun, wanting to deal with the two formidable enemies first.
He had just taken a step when he stopped, turning his head to look at Long Aotian lying on the ground to the side.
An invisible force was gathering, and the snow around him melted.
"System, what's going on?" Lin Fan asked inwardly.
How come Long Aotian can unleash an even stronger aura every time he gets injured? Look, his cultivation level has increased by another small level. This aura is quite fierce!
"Long Aotian has achieved the state of perfect harmony between man and weapon with the Evil Dragon Relic!" the system said.
Lin Fan was astonished. This was a bit outrageous. How could someone who was seriously injured and on the verge of death suddenly become one with their weapon?
He possesses a natural sword physique, the sword heart passed down by Leng Xingyue, and has learned the Dragon Soul Sword Technique, mastering the Immortal Execution Sword.
He had all the top-tier equipment in his hands, but he still couldn't achieve the state of perfect harmony between himself and the Zhuxian Sword.
"This evil dragon relic is a traitor too!"
He secretly thought to himself that the Evil Dragon Relic had completely recognized Long Aotian. If his cultivation level was not high enough, it would give him a rapid increase in realm. If his strength was not good enough, it would merge with other people's artifacts.
A perfectly good magical treasure was turned into a mindless simp to satisfy the arrogant protagonist.
"What should I do, System? Can you raise my cultivation level too?" Lin Fan said.
system:……
"Such a forced upgrade may leave hidden problems later on!"
It spoke up to remind him that the Evil Dragon Relic was ultimately an external object, and that repeatedly forcibly squeezing and overdrawing Long Aotian's potential would make it difficult to make amends later.
"Kill him now, and we won't have to worry about the future. We can relax and do nothing!" Lin Fan said calmly.
"There's nothing I can do; you didn't complete the task, so it's difficult to get a reward!" the system refused.
Lin Fan doesn't usually take on many tasks; it's always him who urges him to do them. He wants to give him a reward, but he doesn't know how.
"System, do you still want to kill Long Aotian, or did you bring me here just to be his sparring partner? If that's the case, I'm quitting."
The system remained silent for a long while before finally saying, "I'll try..."
"Ding: Congratulations to the host for completing... Warning, warning, the system has been attacked by an unknown force. Analyzing the source of the force has failed. Reconstructing data has failed. Shutting down!"
Lin Fan was speechless. Hearing the shutdown sound, he called out to it a few more times, but received no response.
This time, he didn't suspect that Tongzi was deliberately slacking off. He had indeed heard a lot of electrical noises just now, as if the signal was being interfered with.
He watched as Long Aotian slowly stood up, his eyes bloodshot, radiating a cold, murderous aura like a wild beast.
Long Aotian's hair grew wildly like weeds, eventually surpassing his body and falling to the ground, flying wildly in the cold wind.
He exhaled demonic energy, raised his head, and cast a gaze filled with resentment and murderous intent.
A strange, blood-red line appeared on his forehead, writhing as if it possessed a life force, exuding an evil aura.
"Lin Fan, I'm going to kill you!" Long Aotian opened his mouth slightly, and an invisible force surged forth, causing the air to explode and spread like ripples on water.
Lin Fan hurriedly activated the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, creating a sword domain for defense, but it was engulfed by the explosion.
Long Aotian stepped into the void, his body rising rapidly, his state resembling that of a madman.
A huge black vortex appeared above his head, releasing supreme power. The evil dragon relic unleashed a powerful pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down on Lin Fan, placing an extremely heavy burden on him.
This power was very strong, surpassing the level of the Nascent Soul stage. Lin Fan only managed to fight against the Evil Dragon Relic by relying on the power of the Sword Domain.
If he were to unleash his sword domain, he would be instantly and severely injured.
"Has Long Aotian become a demon?" Murong Xuanqiu's expression turned solemn. Is this still human?
His cultivation level skyrocketed one after another, and after suffering a severe blow, he directly transformed into a demon—it's outrageous.
“He has fallen into the demonic path, let’s begin!” Lin Fan said to Chu Yunying.
Chu Yunying lightly touched her fair chin, then took out a jade slip and crushed it.
Shoot shoo shoo
Four streaks of light flew in from the entrance of the Ice Valley. They stood together with Chu Yunying and then formed a five-pointed formation.
The four were Su Youxue, Qin Wunian, Hua Nongyue, and Lu Shuisheng. They had been waiting outside the Ice Valley for half a day.
After entering the Ice Valley, they greeted Lin Fan and then turned their attention to Long Aotian, knowing that now was the best time to deal with him.
Long Aotian was still somewhat confused at this time. He was in a state of madness due to the fusion of the evil dragon relic and the unity of man and weapon, as well as the repeated severe injuries he suffered.
Su Youxue tossed up an array diagram and simultaneously used a secret technique to activate its power.
This is the formation that Leng Xingyue taught them, and it's also what their grandmaster instructed them to do.
When they consulted their reclusive grandmaster for the second time, she told the six that Long Aotian would transform into a demon, greatly increasing his power, making it extremely difficult to deal with him, and that Lin Fan might be in danger.
They hoped to help Lin Fan, and Leng Xingyue did not refuse. She taught them the Five Elements Demon-Trapping Formation, which could trap Long Aotian for a period of time as long as he did not break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Before setting off for Shanhai City, they told Lin Fan about their idea. Lin Fan told them to hide for now and act according to the circumstances later.
At this moment, their auras were connected. After a long period of cultivation and practice, they had completely mastered the formation and were working together very well.
Five beams of light of different colors burst forth from their bodies, and spiritual energy roared out, transforming into chains of order that coiled around them like dancing serpents.
As the spiritual energy chains approached, Long Aotian raised his palm and conjured a barrier. However, the spiritual energy chains encountered no resistance and directly passed through the barrier, wrapping around his hands, feet, and neck.
"You bastards, I'm going to kill you all!" he roared furiously, his eyes filled with bloodlust.
Five chains of spiritual energy bound him tightly, and no matter how he resisted, the chains only tightened.
The array diagram floated into the sky, imprisoning space and sealing off all of Long Aotian's escape routes. At this moment, he was like a lamb to the slaughter, unable to move.
"Senior Brother, we've restrained his movements. The rest is up to you," Chu Yunying called out.
Although they successfully imprisoned Long Aotian, the latter's cultivation level was too high, and they could only buy their senior brother some time.
Lin Fan took out a hard bow, held the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword, drew back the bowstring, and used it as an arrow.
The spiritual energy flowed continuously into the Zhuxian Sword, its tip aimed at Long Aotian's brow, where the Evil Dragon Relic was located.
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