Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 316: The Wrath of the Demon King

A three-inch tall green Yuanying flew out from the broken body, its face full of fear, holding a bone token in its arms. It raised its hand and took the mustard seed ring into its hand. Its figure flashed and it teleported a hundred feet away.

At the moment when the black lion swung its claws, its aura leaked out like a mountain, and it turned out to be a level ten monster!
Then he felt a chill on his body, followed by a sharp pain, and his body broke into three pieces.

Wen Qingxiang was frightened and immediately used the teleportation technique to escape from the magic fog.

Unfortunately, the demonic energy here is strong, and the teleportation distance is greatly reduced.

"Intruder...die!"

A roar like muffled thunder sounded again, and the black lion raised its claws and waved again. The demonic energy around Wen Qingxiang suddenly boiled and surged in from all directions.

Wen Qingxiang immediately used the teleportation technique, and his Nascent Soul disappeared from the spot, but then appeared several feet away.

There was a mixture of shock and anger on Yuanying's face. This space was blocked and it was impossible to teleport. This was a method only available to great monks. The black lion was indeed a level ten monster!
Wen Qingxiang immediately fled outside. Without the constraints of a physical body, his Nascent Soul could escape at an extremely fast speed. He escaped ten feet in the blink of an eye, but it was still much slower than teleportation.

"Intruder...die!"

With a roar like thunder, the black lion raised its claws and swung down for the third time.

Wen Qingxiang suddenly stopped, slowly lowered his head, and a claw mark appeared between his Nascent Soul's chest and abdomen.

The next moment, the Nascent Soul disintegrated and turned into a ball of pure spiritual energy, which dissipated in the demonic energy. The bone token and mustard seed ring fell to the ground.

A great demon master who had terrified the lower-level cultivators in Yuqing Sea had died.

After a while, a giant claw emerged from the magic mist and landed in front of the token and mustard ring.

The black lion walked out of the magic fog, lowered its head, stared at the two things with its red eyes for a while, then opened its mouth and sucked them into its mouth, then turned and walked into the depths of the magic fog.

……

In a valley, with lush vegetation, a stream runs through the valley, the water flows gently, and the scene is quiet and peaceful.

On the bank of the creek, Ao Fang sat on a huge rock with his arms and legs stretched out, his iron tower-like body standing straight, his eyes slightly closed.

There was no one beside him, and the nearest bald strong man was sitting cross-legged several feet away.

On the other side of the stream, a feminine man sat on the back of a turtle monster, holding a folding fan in his hand and gently waving it.

The turtle monster under him was a level seven monster with thick limbs and a gray, undulating carapace, as if it was carrying several miniature mountains on its back.

This kind of carapace is a unique symbol of the Sky-Turtle, but the carapace of this turtle monster is very messy. It is not a pure Sky-Turtle, but it has the bloodline of the Sky-Turtle.

But even so, this turtle monster is considered powerful among the seventh-level monsters, but at this time it can only temporarily serve as the monster king's mount.

Further away, several monsters lay quietly on the ground, not daring to make any noise for fear of displeasing the three monster kings.

At the entrance of the valley, there is a thick yellow curtain, which is somewhat similar to the light curtain on the platform above the inner wall of the Strange Treasure Pavilion.

After the demons pass three trials, they will be teleported to this valley.

This is different from human monks. After passing the trial, human monks will come to the square in front of Tongming Palace. Once the two-month period is up, Tongming Palace will open and they can enter.

However, the demon tribe had to use tricks to enter the Jueling Island and take part in the three trials. They were unable to enter the Tongming Palace, but had to wait in the valley here for the Jueling Island to open.

There is no limit on killing here, and the demon clan has a strict hierarchy. If the demon king is in a bad mood, he can kill low-level demon beasts at will.

These low-level monsters were all very frightened and stayed away from the demon king for fear of angering him.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and the figure of a monster appeared.

Several monsters that had not yet transformed turned their heads and looked. It turned out to be a pure-blooded divine turtle. Its body was about ten feet in size, and its carapace was as undulating as a mountain range, thick and majestic.

The Sky-Bearing Divine Turtle shook its head, shrunk its body to a size of about ten feet, and slowly walked to the bald man. It lowered its head to the ground and said in a very deep voice, "Junior Gui Ao, hello to the Demon King Kuntong."

The bald strong man Kun Tong opened his eyes and nodded slightly: "Yes, in less than a month and a half, he walked out of the Demonic Origin. Have you seen Kun Feng?"

"Your Highness, I have not seen Brother Kun." The Sky-Bearing Ghost replied respectfully.

Kun Tong frowned and said, "Back off."

“Yes.” The Sky-Bearing Divine Turtle responded respectfully, stepped aside, and closed his eyes to rest.

The Sky-Bearing Divine Turtle has a powerful bloodline, and its status in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters is second only to the three royal clans. There are two transformed demon kings in its clan, and they are attached to the Kunyu clan. Only then will it pay respect to Kuntong.

Another hour passed, and a white light flashed, and the figure of a charming woman appeared in the valley.

The other three demon kings opened their eyes and looked over.

Ao Fang exclaimed: "Did Daoist Fellow Jin encounter any misfortune in the Demonic Plain?"

The charming woman's face was slightly pale, and there were some noticeable bloodshot lines in her beautiful and charming eyes, and she looked very bad.

The demon king's body is so strong that no matter how serious the injuries are, he can recover as long as he recuperates.

The charming girl was so out of control, she must have been seriously injured in the Demonic Origin. The charming girl forced a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Ao. My soul is a little damaged and I need to recuperate."

Ao Fang frowned, raised his right hand, and a jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his palm and flew towards the charming woman: "This is a soul-nourishing pill, which is quite effective for the injuries of the soul. It should be helpful to Fellow Daoist Jin."

The charming woman took the jade bottle, opened the stopper, and a burst of fragrance wafted out. The dull pain in her head was immediately relieved a lot.

She frowned slightly, then loosened her brows, re-stopped the jade bottle, and bowed to Ao Fang: "Thank you, Daoist Ao, for the elixir."

At this time, Kun Feng suddenly said, "Haha, I have a drop of Sea Soul Liquid here, which is the best for nourishing the soul. Take it together with the Soul-Nourishing Pill. Within three days, the injuries to Brother Jin's soul should be restored to their original state."

After saying that, a jade bottle also appeared out of thin air in front of him and flew towards the charming woman.

The charming woman took the jade bottle, opened it and saw a drop of ordinary water inside. But just one glance at it made her feel at peace.

"Thank you, Brother Kun, for the treasure." The charming woman bowed to Kun Feng again, but the smile on her face seemed a little unnatural.

Sea Soul Liquid is an extremely rare, mid-grade spiritual material that only exists at the bottom of the sea.

That is to say, the Kunyu clan has strong bodies and is proficient in space. They like to travel around in the sea, so they can take out such treasures at will.

Ao Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Kun Feng, and said lightly: "The Kunyu clan is indeed heroic. Fellow Daoist Kun can easily take out a drop of Sea Soul Liquid, but Ao is ashamed of himself."

"Haha, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Brother Ao. I just saw that Fellow Daoist Jin's injuries seemed to be serious and might affect his trip to Jueling Island, so I took out the only drop of Sea Soul Liquid in my hand." Kun Tong said with a smile.

Ao Fang nodded slightly, said nothing more, and slowly closed his eyes, but the atmosphere in the valley became inexplicably depressing.

Kun Tong smiled slightly and closed his eyes to meditate.

The charming woman held two jade bottles, looked at Ao Fang, then at Kun Tong, sighed secretly, walked to the side and sat down, took the Soul-Nourishing Pill and Sea Soul Liquid, and closed her eyes to heal her wounds.

The fight between the Jiaolong clan and the Kunyu clan became more and more intense. Both clans wanted to win over the Golden-winged Eagle clan, so they would give the charming woman elixirs and spiritual materials.

The charming woman didn't dare to offend either of them, so she could only accept them all and thus owed them favors.

Three more days passed like this, and several monsters came into the valley one after another. They did not dare to disturb the four monster kings, and consciously moved aside. The valley remained silent.

On this day, another white light flashed, and Kun Feng's figure appeared in the valley.

His face was pale, his breath was fluctuating, and a faint demonic aura lingered around him.

He walked up to Kun Tong, bowed, and said in a deep voice: "My son greets my father."

Kun Tong was furious: "Who hurt you like this?"

"The kid encountered an eighth-level magical beast. It took a lot of effort for him to successfully escape." Kun Feng said lightly.

Kun was startled, then burst into laughter: "Okay! Go and recuperate. You still have three days to enter Jueling Island. Don't miss the time."

"Yes." Kun Feng stepped aside, took out a pill from the mustard seed ring, swallowed it, closed his eyes and started meditating.

The other monsters all looked over with different looks, some fearful, some awed, some suspicious.

Kun Feng is only a level seven monster, but he was able to escape from a level eight monster. It is inevitable that people will suspect that he is exaggerating.

However, the monsters present were able to pass the three trials and were all extremely powerful. Many of them had heard of Kun Feng's reputation and believed in him without a doubt.

Of course, magical beasts have no intelligence and are much easier to deal with. If it were a transformed demon king or a Nascent Soul cultivator, no one thinks Kun Feng could escape.

Another day passed, a white light flashed, and the blue dragon Ao Bo appeared in the valley, covered with scars and looking extremely embarrassed.

It swung its body and came in front of Ao Fang, lowered its head, and said respectfully: "Ao Bo greets the Demon King Ao Fang."

Ao Bo slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ao Bo, frowned and said: "Have you ever seen Ao Hui?"

There are still two days left before the trial deadline, but Ao Hui has not passed the three trials yet. He can't help but feel a little worried.

Ao Bo's body trembled, and his voice lowered: "I have seen... I have seen. Ao Hui died in the sea of ​​wind and thunder."

boom!
An invisible wave swept across the entire valley, breaking trees, and sending flowers and plants flying. All the monsters that had not yet transformed were pinned to the ground by a powerful pressure.

A layer of black light appeared on Kun Feng's body surface. He only took a few steps back, but still stood on the ground, not overwhelmed by the pressure.

The three demon kings were not affected at all; they just turned their heads and looked over.

"What did you say? Ao Hui is dead?" Ao Fang stared at Ao Bo, whose body was pressed tightly against the ground, and said word by word.

"I...I..." Ao Bo spoke with difficulty, but couldn't utter a single word.

Ao Fang snorted coldly and retracted his pressure. Ao Bo took a few deep breaths and said quickly, "Demon King, please accept my condolences. Ao Hui did die in the sea of ​​wind and thunder."

"Tell me in detail." Ao Fang's voice was very calm, but everyone could hear the depression in his words, like a volcano about to erupt.

(End of this chapter)