Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

As soon as the Demon Lord disappeared, Chen Yuan sensed a subtle fluctuation in space.

He immediately activated his true energy, and his flying robe flashed with silver-white light. He flapped the wings behind him and teleported a hundred feet away, avoiding the grab.

The demon lord finally changed color: "Who are you?"

The technique of locking the heaven and earth turned out to be useless. Even a great cultivator could not perform the technique of teleportation now!

Chen Yuan had a stern expression and kept silent.

Although in the Demon Realm, the distance of his teleportation was restricted and greatly shortened, and he looked no different from a great monk, his essence was actually completely different, and there was a world of difference between them.

His control over the power of space comes from Kunpeng's true blood. Only the power of the true spirit can stop his teleportation technique.

Several great monks breathed a sigh of relief. After the Demon Lord performed the Art of Locking Heaven and Earth, they found that they could no longer perform the Art of Teleportation. They were very worried that Chen Yuan would die at the hands of the Demon Lord.

But then, several people showed surprise. Chen Yuan could actually perform the art of teleportation, and the forbidden heaven and earth was useless to him.

Doesn't this mean that even if these great monks use the art of teleportation, they cannot lock Chen Yuan?

The other Nascent Soul cultivators were very excited, especially Xuan Yuanzi who was fighting with a monster.

When the Demon Lord targeted Chen Yuan, Xuan Yuanzi was very worried. His life was coming to an end and the Lingyun Sect would still need Chen Yuan's protection in the future, so he must not die in the Demon Realm.

Xuan Yuanzi was extremely shocked to see Chen Yuan use a high-level magic weapon, grow wings behind him, and perform the teleportation technique.

He originally wanted to take care of Chen Yuan and protect him in the Demon Realm, but he didn't expect that Chen Yuan's strength had surpassed his.

Everyone was like Xuan Yuanzi, their morale was boosted and they worked harder when fighting the monsters.

Those level ten monsters were already in danger in the hands of the great monks. Once they had their hands free, the Demon Lord would no longer be able to continue to be so arrogant.

They saw clearly that, although the Demon Lord seemed powerful, as he was able to take Chu Xiao's magical power without any damage, he was actually not as invincible as he appeared.

Otherwise, he would not have planned to let Gu Zu murder Daoxuan, and he would not have asked to recruit the three great demon monks first, but would have directly slaughtered all the Nascent Soul monks present.

As long as he is not yet a Divine Transformation cultivator, the five great cultivators together will be able to defeat him!

The Demon Lord listened to the screams and roars of the monsters around him, looked at Chen Yuan, and said slowly: "It seems that you are not just a physical cultivator. The greatest gain for me today is your physical body."

After saying that, he flashed and teleported behind a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage beside him. He extended his bloody claws and pierced directly into the vital part of his back!
This man was fighting with a monster and never expected that the Demon Lord would suddenly attack him. He was completely unprepared and immediately stood still with a dazed look in his eyes.

The Demon Lord retracted his blood claws and grabbed a three-inch red Nascent Soul. His face was filled with fear and he said anxiously, "Don't kill me..."

The Demon Lord stuffed the Nascent Soul into his mouth expressionlessly, chewed it gently for a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach as if he had swallowed a pill.

Everyone who saw this scene had their hair standing on end and cold sweat running down their face.

The level eight monster that was fighting with the dead man opened its bloody mouth, bit the man's flesh, chewed it hard twice, swallowed it, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere, then it went to look for the next opponent.

At the same time, the Demon Lord flashed and teleported behind another mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, stretched out his bloody claws, and grabbed the man's vital point at the back.

But after the Demon Lord made his move just now, everyone was already on guard.

This person was shocked, and immediately activated his protective power. A circle of green light suddenly spread out, and a green vine magic weapon automatically protected its master and wrapped around the Demon Lord.

But the Demon Lord stretched out his claws, which were almost red and black, and with a flash of afterimage, he easily tore the green vine magic weapon into several pieces. The ring-shaped green light touched the demonic energy around him and dissipated silently.

The cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage did not sit there and wait for death, but flew forward with all his might.

But the Demon Lord just flashed his body and appeared in front of him like a ghost. He stretched out his bloody claws and pierced into the man's dantian at incredible speed.

He grabbed a green Yuanying, stuffed it into its mouth in front of its desperate gaze, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

Then he stretched out his claws, grabbed the man's body, and tore it in half with a slight tear. He then threw it at a level nine monster and a level eight monster that were fighting with this man.

Everyone looked at the Demon Lord committing violence with extremely ugly expressions.

In a flash, two Nascent Soul cultivators died, and no one knew if they would be the next.

Yan Zhang frowned and raised his hand to point at the hundred-foot-high blood river above his head. The river water surged into huge waves, blood vapor rose, and the thirty-six blood spirits became more solid, firmly suppressing the two level ten monsters.

Long Pokong, Sect Master Hong, and Sect Master Wei also tried their best. Except for Sect Master Wei, the other two cultivators had a great upper hand, but they were unable to win for the time being.

After all, their opponents are also level ten monsters. Although their methods are simpler and they have no intelligence, they are fearless and brave under the command of the Demon Lord. They are also infused with demonic energy, which greatly increases their strength and are not much different from monsters of the same level.

It would be impossible to kill it in a short time.

The only thing that can kill with one strike is the fragment of the Zhentian Mace in Long Pokong's hand.

But fragments are just fragments, they have many limitations and cannot be used continuously.

Otherwise, not only will its power be greatly reduced, but it may also be in danger of being completely broken.

However, Long Pokong would never destroy the sect's treasure of the Demon Yuan Palace in order to rescue other cultivators.

Chu Xiao also wanted to help, but he was entangled by Gu Zu and couldn't distract himself.

Chu Xiao controlled the Panlong Sword, but Gu Zu's natal magic weapon was only a high-level magic weapon, and the rusty iron round shield had been destroyed. As a magic weapon, it was far from being good enough.

However, the golden bell formed by the ancient talisman has extremely strong defensive capabilities, and the Panlong Sword is powerless against it.

When it comes to supernatural powers, Gu Zu is an elder of the Tianxuan Sect, inherited from the ancient Taixuan Sect. His foundation is even deeper than that of Jiangxian Mountain. His status in the sect is second only to Daoxuan, and his supernatural powers are even better than Chu Xiao.

Before the "卐"-shaped golden bell was destroyed, Gu Zu was not at a disadvantage in the fight with Chu Xiao. Chu Xiao wanted to help save people, but he was powerless.

For a moment, no one could control the Demon Lord, and this was exactly the situation he had carefully created.

This time, a total of seven great monks entered the source of the demonic energy. Sect Master Wei was injured, so a level ten monster was enough to deal with him.

Gu Zu has already joined him, and he can tie down another person.

There are four people left, and eight level ten monsters left, which should be enough to deal with them.

However, the Tianxuan Sect and the Moyuan Palace have profound foundations, and Daoxuan and Long Pokong possess the two sects' inherited magical weapons, which should not be underestimated.

Dealing with the previous level 10 monster, even if it was one against two, was no problem.

Therefore, the Demon Lord let Mu Zhaoming destroy the pure spiritual energy first, but did not help, causing the broken jade pot to shatter and summoning the phantom of the demon god to suppress everyone's strength.

Then he asked Gu Zu to use the short thorn he gave him to sneak attack Daoxuan, causing him to be seriously injured and unable to attack. In this way, the monster's strength increased greatly, and the monks were weakened by 30%. The remaining three great monks were not difficult to be restrained by the monster.

The only thing that surprised the Demon Lord was that Chen Yuan was still able to perform the art of teleportation under the forbidden heaven and earth.

But Chen Yuan was no match for him either. He had to wait for him to kill all the other Nascent Soul cultivators and use their Nascent Soul nourishment to restore his cultivation.

If he could then take over this person's body, kill several great cultivators, swallow his Nascent Soul, and break through to the Divine Transformation stage in one fell swoop, then his merit would be complete.

After killing two Nascent Soul cultivators, the Demon Lord attacked again and swallowed three more Nascent Soul cultivators.

For a moment, everyone was in danger, terrified, and fled in all directions. Two more people were killed by the monster, and the battle situation was on the verge of collapse.

Some people even lost all their courage and begged for mercy, but the Demon Lord ignored them.

If those great monks surrendered, he might still consider it, but in his eyes, these ordinary Nascent Soul monks were just tonic pills.

And every time a Nascent Soul was swallowed, the aura of the Demon Lord became stronger. He had already broken through a bottleneck and was comparable to a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Several great monks watched the Demon Lord moving around with gloomy expressions.

The Demon Lord only had to take over Mo Daoyu's body to be able to compete with Chu Xiao.

If they swallow a few more Nascent Souls, even if they kill the level 10 monster in front of them, they will not be a match for the Demon Lord.

Yan Zhang suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, we have no time to be distracted. Please stop him from attacking us. Once we are free, we will come to help!"

The other four great monks were stunned, and Sect Master Wei rejected it categorically: "No! This beast has always coveted Fellow Daoist Chen's body. Letting Fellow Daoist Chen deal with him is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."

Yan Zhang said: "Only Fellow Daoist Chen escaped the pursuit of this beast, and only he could possibly stop this beast. If he doesn't take action, will he let all of you fellow Daoists be killed by this beast in vain?"

Sect Leader Wei was silent.

Sect Master Hong said, "There are also Taoist Fellow Gu from the Lonely Soul Sect, Fairy Chaolu from the Joyous Alliance Sect, and Taoist Fellow Li from the Zhiyuan Sect. Although their cultivation is a bit weaker, they possess precious treasures that are enough to stop this beast."

Fellow Daoist Yan shook his head and said, "This beast has locked up this world. Even we can't use the teleportation technique, let alone these three fellow Daoists."

"And if Fellow Daoist Chen can evade the beast's pursuit, he can also catch up with it. At this time, only he can stop it and save the lives of all of you fellow Daoists."

"Fellow Daoist Yan is absolutely right!" Long Pokong looked at Chen Yuan, "Fellow Daoist Chen, our safety depends on you. I hope you can help us!"

Everyone heard the conversation between the few people. Jinwu Sect's Tong Zhenren suddenly exerted his strength to force back the eighth-level monster in front of him, flew towards Chen Yuan, and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, help me!"

The Demon Lord sneered, teleported to the man's side, stretched out his bloody claws, took out the infant of Tong Zhenren, and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was still a trace of fear on Tong Zhenren's face, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he slowly closed them.

The Demon Lord casually threw the physical body of Tong Zhenren to a monster next to him, looked at Chen Yuan, grinned grimly, and with a flash of his body, he teleported to the side of another early Nascent Soul cultivator.

The man was horrified and immediately used his magic weapon to protect himself, but was scratched by the Demon Lord's claw.

With another claw, he pulled out the man's Nascent Soul, just like slaughtering a pig or a sheep, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators were so frightened that they all fled to Chen Yuan, panicking and saying, "Daoyou Chen, help me!"

The Demon Lord suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Chen Yuan, asking, "Fellow Daoist Gu, does this Chen Yuan know anyone?"

Chen Yuan's face changed, and Gu Zu had already answered: "I have already found out that Lingyun Sect's Xuan Yuanzi, Tiangang Sword Sect's Shen Ji, and Tang Jiugongzi, a Tang Sanxiu, are all familiar with this person."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Xuan Yuanzi and the other two. Their faces changed drastically and they quickly fled away.

Chen Yuan's face looked very ugly. He looked at Yan Zhang deeply, feeling the increasingly powerful aura of the Demon Lord. He no longer hesitated, flapped his wings, and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared behind the Demon Lord, with a layer of dark light covering his arms, which was very similar to demonic energy, but deeper, as if it could devour everything. His aura was even clearer and thicker, with a layer of silver-white at the edge, which was the blessing of the Void Escape Robe.

Just like how the Demon Lord dealt with other Nascent Soul cultivators, Chen Yuan’s fist was as sharp as a knife, slashing at his vital point on the back.

Yan Zhang's words put Chen Yuan in a difficult position. If he did not take action, he would offend all the living Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, the Demon Lord has already set his sights on him. The more Nascent Souls he swallows, the stronger he becomes. Who knows what tricks he will use. Instead of waiting to die, it is better to strike first.

But when Chen Yuan made his move, the Demon Lord had already turned around, raised his bloody claws and grabbed him.

He forced Chen Yuan to come up and fight, so how could he not be prepared?

But to the Demon Lord's surprise, when the black blade and the blood claw collided, the blood claw was easily cut off, while the black blade remained intact.

The Demon Lord's expression changed slightly. Chen Yuan took advantage of the victory and attacked with another punch. The light of his Void Escape Robe flowed, and the spatial force attached to the black blade became even stronger, almost the same as that of a high-level magic weapon.

At the same time, Chen Yuan flipped his left hand, took out the Chongxuan Peak, and threw it above his head. It grew to a size of a hundred feet, covering the sky, covering Chen Yuan and the Demon Lord, and fell down with a loud bang!

The Demon Lord's expression finally became solemn, and he raised his two demon arms to block in front of him.

One of his arms was cut off by the sharp black blade, but he still managed to block the punch.
He used the force to retreat violently, narrowly avoiding Chong Xuanfeng's attack.

But after Chen Yuan launched the attack, he did not stop. Zhuyan True Fire rose from his hands and he chased after him relentlessly.

He did not use the teleportation technique. The Demon Lord had locked this world and the force of space was restricted. It would take at least three breaths before he could teleport again.

After all, the Kunpeng blood in Chen Yuan's body only came from a level seven monster. He could also perform the art of teleportation, which was already very rare, but he could not come and go freely.

But even so, the distance between the two people was rapidly closing, and soon narrowed to within a few dozen feet.

The Demon Lord uttered a strange syllable, and the demonic energy around him surged. His broken demonic arm and bloody claws were restored to their original state in an instant.

The remaining demonic energy condensed into a suit of armor, covered with spikes, looking hideous and heavy.

He suddenly stopped and took the initiative to greet Chen Yuan.

The Demon Lord underestimated Chen Yuan's strength. He was not restricted by the Demon God's phantom. After stimulating the two kinds of true blood, his strength increased greatly. He had already touched the bottleneck of level ten and surpassed the Demon Lord at this time.

The Demon Lord devoured the Nascent Soul, which could only increase his cultivation but could not strengthen his body.

The physical cultivation of Mo Daoyu and Xiao Mingyuan is not as good as that of Chen Yuan alone.

However, after condensing the demonic armor, the Demon Lord’s confidence was no less than Chen Yuan’s.

But at this moment, a white flame suddenly surged into the Demon Lord's soul space, attached to his soul, and burned fiercely!
A sharp pain came over him, and the Demon Lord froze, his pupils shrank, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Zhu Yan True Fire!" (End of this chapter)