Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Yan Zhang's sudden action was like a signal.

Long Pokong and Sect Master Hong also took action one after another, without any hesitation on their faces.

Sect Leader Hong summoned several corpses and said coldly, "What about Jiuxianzhou and Huangliangzhou? Donghuazhou has not had any contact with other continents for tens of thousands of years, let alone any space channel."

"Fellow Daoist Gu is about to die, so he would believe your lies. I, Hong, will shoulder the fate of our sect and will never go along with you."

The expressions of several elders of the Yinhai Sect became excited, and they all attacked the monsters in front of them.

If Sect Leader Hong really had second thoughts, they really wouldn't know what to do.

Seeing this, the Demon Lord showed disappointment on his face and sighed softly: "I originally wanted to save some energy and recruit a few subordinates so that I can return to the Demon Realm and take back everything I lost..."

"Since you guys are still stubborn, I won't hold back."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and demonic energy surged in, pouring into the bodies of the surrounding demons.

Amidst the roars, the monster's body more than doubled in size, its muscles bulged, its aura increased greatly, its red eyes were tinged with a deep black, and it roared and pounced towards the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of it.

Even those level ten monsters had grown in size by half, with extremely ferocious looks, and they easily blocked the attack of the great monk.

Everyone's face changed color. The monster was already crazy, and now its strength had greatly increased, making it extremely difficult to deal with. Two weaker Nascent Soul cultivators died on the spot, and several others were seriously injured.

But there are also Nascent Soul cultivators who go against the trend and display their supernatural powers.

Sect Leader Shen and Xuan Yuanzi were among them. One of them raised his flying sword while the other used his magical powers to severely injure the monster in front of them.

Chen Yuan still relied on his physical strength to fight the enemy, but he summoned the Fu Hai Ge to restrain the monster.

He had no intention of continuing the fight and kept thinking about the conversation between the Demon Lord, Daoxuan and Elder Zhou.

The Tianxuan Sect is actually the inheritance of the Taixuan Sect, the road to ascension, the spirit world and the demon world, the space channel, the Nine Immortals Huangliang...

Chen Yuan only found out today that the Taixuan Sect, which he had always thought to have been destroyed, actually still had some inheritance left.

He immediately became alert. Did the Tianxuan Sect know the details of the Dongxu Mountain secret realm? Had they already been eyeing this secret space realm?
Gu Zu is in collusion with the Demon Lord, and uses the Nine-bend Yellow Sand as bait to invite him into the Demon Realm. Does he have other intentions?

He secretly circulated his true energy, seemingly fighting with two level eight monsters, but in fact his attention was always on the Demon Lord and Gu Zu.

The Demon Lord summoned demonic energy to enhance the power of the monsters. Chu Xiao naturally would not sit idly by and slashed with the Panlong Sword again.

The Demon Lord ignored him and turned to Gu Zu and said, "I leave this girl to you."

Gu Zu nodded slightly, walked forward and stopped Chu Xiao.

Although the Panlong Sword was powerful, he was not without tricks. He took out an ancient talisman and threw it in front of him. The talisman shattered and turned into a transparent golden bell, which protected him in front of him and blocked the Panlong Sword.

When Chen Yuan saw this, he was shocked. There were four "卐" characters engraved on the golden bell, which were exactly the same as the symbols he had seen in the Buddhist temple in his previous life.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The Panlong Sword slashed on the golden bell, causing ripples of golden light and the bell to ring loudly, but the golden bell remained unshakable.

The light of the "卐" character flickered, and it dimmed a little every time it was hit by the Panlong Sword, but it never went out.

Gu Zu stood with his hands behind his back, allowing Chu Xiao to attack him, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Chu, don't waste your energy. This ancient talisman can only be broken by a cultivator who has reached the Divine Transformation stage..."

Chu Xiao gritted her silver teeth, suddenly opened her red lips, and spat out a golden thorn, which shot at the golden bell, but still failed.

The Demon Lord smiled slightly, his figure flashed, ignoring the technique of locking heaven and earth, and teleported hundreds of feet away, came in front of Xiao Mingyuan, and grabbed him.

Chu Xiao was shocked, but he didn't dare to abandon Gu Zu and chase after the Demon Lord. He could only remind him, "Junior Brother Xiao, be careful!"

Xiao Mingyuan hurriedly stepped back to avoid it, but the monster in front of him suddenly used desperate means, determined to stop him even if both sides would suffer losses.

Xiao Mingyuan was shocked and angry, so he had to stop to fight the enemy. He severely damaged the monster in front of him, but he also lost the chance to escape.

The Demon Lord grabbed his arm with his bloody claws. Xiao Mingyuan struggled hard, but the tremendous strength that he was proud of was no match for the Demon Lord and he was easily captured.

Xiao Mingyuan would naturally not sit and wait for death. He immediately used his magical powers. His left arm was suddenly covered with muddy yellow rocks. He punched forward, trying to force the Demon Lord to retreat.

This is the body of earth spirit he formed by condensing the earth's energy and practicing. His strength has increased by a lot and can be compared with a ninth-level monster. Although it is a little clumsy, it is perfect to use it here.

The Demon Lord raised his left hand, which turned into a blood claw, and grasped Xiao Mingyuan's stone arm. He said calmly: "Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the human race's physical cultivation is still such a low-level method."

His dark eyes looked at Xiao Mingyuan's eyes, and suddenly a light flashed. Xiao Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes were confused, and he stood there, having lost the strength to resist.

Chu Xiao was in a hurry. He raised his hand and made a gesture. Countless strands of golden light gathered from all directions and condensed into thousands of golden blades, shooting towards the Demon Lord.

This is the magical power of the Metal Element, "Gathering Qi into Weapons", which can be used by anyone from the foundation building stage to the Nascent Soul stage.

But in this devilish realm filled with demonic energy, one can still gather such a vast amount of gold-based spiritual energy. Looking across Donghua Continent, only Chu Xiao can do it.

These thousands of golden blades were enough to seriously injure a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. Although Mo Daoyu was a physical cultivator and his body was much stronger than those of cultivators of the same level, he was still unable to withstand the magical powers of a great cultivator with all his strength.

The golden blade shot at the Demon Lord, piercing through his body, leaving countless wounds, blood and flesh splattering, it was extremely tragic.

But there was no smile on Chu Xiao's face, and everyone's expressions remained serious.

The Demon Lord let the golden blade shoot at him without moving an inch, holding Xiao Mingyuan tightly with both hands, as if he didn't care about the injuries on his body at all.

When all the golden light and sharp blades had dissipated, he just opened his mouth, and the evil energy around him immediately rushed in and was swallowed into his body. The injuries on his body were immediately healed.

Everyone was shocked. No matter how serious the injuries of this Demon Lord were, he could recover instantly. Even the great monks could not do anything to him. How else could they deal with him?

The Demon Lord smiled slightly, and a thick layer of blood light flashed on his blood claws. Demonic energy surged in from farther away, raising a demonic energy storm over the wasteland, whistling over and wrapping Xiao Mingyuan's whole body, condensing into a giant black cocoon.

Then he opened his mouth and swallowed. The giant cocoon of demonic energy suddenly shrank a hundred times and flew into his mouth, taking Xiao Mingyuan inside with him and swallowing him into his stomach.

"Junior Brother Xiao!" There was no trace of beauty and elegance on Chu Xiao's face, and his appearance was ferocious.

Gu Zu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chu, it will be your turn soon. No one in the Demon Realm can escape today."

After the Demon Lord swallowed Xiao Mingyuan, he closed his eyes slightly, his face full of comfort. After a long while, he finally opened his eyes.

He lowered his head, raised his bloody claws, clenched them gently, and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, after swallowing this person, this body can barely be used..."

He slowly turned his head, looked at Chen Yuan, stuck out his scarlet tongue, and licked his lips: "I wonder how your physical body compares to this person?" Chen Yuan's pupils shrank, and he didn't dare to hold back any longer. He took out the Chongxuan Peak and threw it with all his might.

The Chongxuan Peak swelled in the wind, becoming a hundred feet in size, falling from the sky like a meteor, and directly smashed an eighth-level monster to death.

The other level eight monster rushed forward fearlessly. Chen Yuan raised his hand, made a gesture, and circulated his true energy.

Chongxuanfeng flashed and moved above the monster. He dropped down with a loud bang and smashed the monster into meat paste, leaving no trace of its body.

He suddenly attacked and killed two level eight monsters in succession, shocking everyone. Even the Demon Lord showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Yan Zhang suddenly shouted, "My fellow Daoists, don't hold back any longer, kill these monsters quickly, and don't let them swallow up Daoist Chen's body, otherwise it will be too powerful to control, and we will all die in the Demon Realm!"

After saying that, he slapped his chest violently and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which merged into the blood river above his head. Another twelve blood spirits flew out and pounced on the two monsters in front of him.

Yan Zhang's face turned pale, the appearance of thirty-six blood spirits at the same time was already his limit. Only with the help of the blood river could he display his power.

After the strength of the two monsters increased greatly, the level 10 monsters that were able to fight against the twenty-four blood spirits immediately fell into a disadvantage and were in danger.

At the same time, Sect Master Hong and Sect Master Wei also tried their best. Sect Master Hong summoned a flying silver zombie with an aura comparable to that of a great monk, and firmly suppressed the level ten monster in front of him.

But Sect Leader Wei had not yet recovered from his injuries. He was willing but unable to do so. He could only fight with the level 10 monster but could not gain the upper hand.

Seeing that the three men were not holding back, Long Pokong gritted his teeth, took out the yellow broken mace, and pointed a point. The broken mace swelled in the wind and turned into a giant mace ten feet long. Every crack exuded an ancient and rustic aura as it slowly pressed down.

The two level ten monsters in front of him retreated immediately, but although the giant mace was slow, it carried a sealing force.

Their bodies suddenly became several times heavier and they were unable to dodge, so they could only use their magical powers to face the giant mace.

One of the level ten monsters was shaped like a toad, with a body as big as a mountain. Its abdomen bulged and made a loud noise.

Thousands of pustules on his back burst open, and streams of green and yellow demonic energy flew out, condensing into a phantom of a demon toad, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the way in front of him.

The other monster was very small, only about ten feet long, like a civet cat, but its four claws were extremely huge. With a heavy wave, claw shadows flew out all over the sky, enough to tear the sky apart, and together with the shadow of the magic toad, it rushed towards the giant mace.

But the giant mace was like a falling mountain, smashing the shadow of the magic toad, wiping out the claw shadows in the sky, and directly hitting the top of the giant toad's head, killing it with one blow!
The raccoon cat monster saw the giant toad dead, but was not afraid at all. It flashed and rushed towards Long Pokong, taking the opportunity to launch an attack.

Long Pokong used his giant mace to kill a level ten monster. He consumed a great deal of his true energy and looked a little tired.

He saw the raccoon cat monster rushing up, sneered, raised his hand, made a hand gesture, and in a flash, he teleported a hundred feet away, avoiding the attack.

The tenth-level monsters are quite powerful, and with the enhancement of demonic energy, they are comparable to great monks. However, their methods are limited, and they are unable to perform the art of locking down the heaven and earth. These great monks can come and go freely.

Long Pokong raised his hand to recall the yellow broken mace that had returned to its original state. It was darker and rougher than before, and the cracks were deeper, as if it would break at any time.

A trace of reluctance flashed across his eyes. He put the yellow broken mace into his dantian to nurture it, then summoned the Nine Dragon Magic Seal to deal with the civet cat monster.

The Demon Lord saw this scene and frowned, "The fragments of the spiritual treasure... the Heaven-Suppressing Mace, it turns out that it wasn't completely destroyed?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this and looked at Long Pokong.

As everyone knows, the sect's treasure of the Demon Yuan Palace is a broken mace, but no one knows that it is actually a fragment of a spiritual treasure.

The spiritual treasure is a legendary object that no one has ever seen. It is said to have earth-shaking power, no less than that of a cultivator who has reached the state of Divine Transformation.

Long Pokong said coldly: "Your Excellency is quite knowledgeable. The broken mace in my hand is exactly the fragment of the ancient spiritual treasure Zhentian mace. Although it is not enough to suppress the heaven and earth, it is more than enough to destroy your remaining soul!"

The Demon Lord sneered: "If it was a complete Heaven-Suppressing Mace, I would have retreated, but a mere fragment cannot do anything to me..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Chen Yuan's face changed drastically. He no longer cared about hiding his strength. A pair of broad wings stretched out from behind him, and with a flap, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

As soon as he left, the Demon Lord appeared here, looking at Chen Yuan who was a hundred feet away, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "You can actually perform the art of teleportation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Chen Yuan. He stretched out his bloody claws, but grabbed nothing.

Just as his figure disappeared, Chen Yuan flapped his wings and teleported again a hundred feet away, avoiding the attack.

The demon lord's dark eyes narrowed and stared at Chen Yuan: "You can actually predict my teleportation technique?"

Chen Yuan did not answer, but just looked at the Demon Lord coldly. His black hair slowly turned snow-white, and his aura increased greatly.

Being targeted by the Demon Lord, he dared not hold back at all.

At this moment, the whole place was quiet, with only the whistling sounds of magic weapons and the roaring sounds of monsters.

Everyone looked over, and the great monks all looked at Chen Yuan with surprised expressions.

A cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage actually dodged two attacks from the Demon Lord in succession and was even able to perform the art of teleportation!
Long Pokong suddenly laughed out loud: "Great! Daoist Fellow Chen has this kind of trick. Daoist Fellow, be careful and don't get swallowed by this beast. Once we kill these monsters, we will come to help you!"

Yan Zhang also said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, this beast's methods are unpredictable. You must not fight him. Save your life first!"

Chen Yuan stared at the Demon Lord and said solemnly, "Don't worry, fellow Taoists, I will save you money."

The Demon Lord suddenly took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and made a sound that was almost like a moan: “What a delicious breath, what a powerful body!”

"I made a mistake. It turns out that among these three physical cultivators, you have the strongest physique. No, even in ancient times, there were not many physical cultivators who could compare with you!"

"As long as I occupy your body, I can recover all my cultivation and even reach a higher level..."

Chen Yuan was horrified. There was no light in the Demon Lord's dark eyes, but he saw endless greed.

The Demon Lord suddenly uttered a difficult and strange syllable, and the demonic energy in the entire wasteland began to boil.

He slowly raised his bloody claws and clenched them tightly. The surging demonic energy suddenly stopped, and the space also condensed.

The Demon Lord grinned and said, "I have locked this secret space. I want to see if you can still perform the teleportation technique!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and teleported in front of Chen Yuan, stretched out his bloody claws and grabbed him! (End of this chapter)