Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Yan Zhang's expression also changed slightly, but the Demon Lord stopped slaughtering the Nascent Soul cultivators and his expression became serious: "Stop!"

Chen Yuan naturally ignored them and came to Taoist Du Qing and Taoist Du Kun and said loudly: "Don't worry, my two Taoist friends, I am here to help you."

The two of them joined forces to resist three monsters, including one level nine monster and two level eight monsters. They had a tacit understanding. Taoist Du Qing was holding two high-level magic weapons and was not at a disadvantage.

When they saw Chen Yuan coming to help, there was no joy on their faces.

Taoist Du Kun laughed dryly: "Daoyou Chen's kindness is appreciated, but we can still hold on. Daoyou Chen should go and save other Daoists..."

"Daoyou Dukun is wrong." Chen Yuan interrupted, "We are all from the Qi Kingdom's cultivation world, so we should help each other. You two are in danger now, how can I just stand by and watch?"

"Leave these two monsters to me. The two Daoists, quickly join forces with Daoist Xiao Lingzi to help the other Daoists."

After saying that, he rushed towards the two monsters, and when the distance between them was within ten feet, he immediately activated the Zhuyan True Fire.

The monsters were already lacking in intelligence and were in chaos and ignorance. Their spirits and souls were burned by Zhu Yan's true fire, making them even more confused.

One monster escaped, and the other two monsters became even more violent and broke free from the Demon Lord's control. They were easily killed by Chen Yuan, who collected the three magic cores.

However, they had no time to collect the materials from the monsters, and could only let the bodies of the three monsters fall from the sky.

Du Qing Du Kun was at a loss as he had no opponent. Taoist Du Kun hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and took the corpse of the ninth-level monster.

Du Kun frowned: "Junior brother..."

Before he finished speaking, the Demon Lord had teleported to the three of them, and the giant axe in his hand fell and chopped towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan did not stop, and used the teleportation technique to escape a hundred feet away, reminding loudly: "My two Taoist friends, be careful!"

The Demon Lord turned his head and glanced at Du Kun Du Qing, his voice turned cold: "You are looking for death!"

The two men's faces changed drastically, and they retreated violently. Du Kun hurriedly explained: "The two of us have a deep hatred for Chen Yuan. Your Excellency should understand..."

But the Demon Lord would not listen to his explanation. He flashed and teleported to Du Kun's side and grabbed him.

"Senior brother, save me!"

"stop!"

Taoist Du Qing immediately summoned a crystal clear purple flying sword, pointed it, and slashed towards the Demon Lord.

This is a high-level magic weapon that has been passed down in Zi Yang Sect for tens of thousands of years. It is called Zi Yang Sword and is the natal magic weapon of Zi Yang Zhenren, the founder of Zi Yang Sect.

After True Man Zi Yang passed away, he did not reincarnate, but left behind his natal magic weapon, which has been managed by the leader of Zi Yang Sect.

The Zi Yang Sect's top-level magic weapon, the Zi Xu Sword, was made in imitation of the Zi Yang Sword, but it was more powerful and was enshrined in the Patriarch's Hall.

The Zi Yang Sword is extremely famous in Qi State, but it is ultimately just a high-level magic weapon.

The Demon Lord did not dodge or evade, allowing the Zi Yang sword to pierce his armor and pass through his body.

But at the same time, the blood claws pierced through Taoist Du Kun's defensive magic weapon, inserted into his dantian, took out his primordial infant, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

His aura became stronger, and with another wave of his blood claws, demonic energy surged around him, and the wounds on his body and the demonic armor recovered to their original state.

Seeing Taoist Du Kun die, Taoist Du Qing was furious, but he did not dare to have any thoughts of revenge.

While he was controlling the Purple Yang Sword to attack the enemy, he retreated violently, and the magic spells in his hands kept changing. Purple flames filled the sky and condensed into a fire phoenix, which let out a sharp cry and pounced on the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord tightened the giant axe in his hand, swung it, chopped off the Zi Yang Sword, and rushed towards the Fire Phoenix, bathed in purple flames, as fast as a ghost, and arrived in front of Taoist Du Kun.

Performing the teleportation technique consumes a lot of true energy, so the Demon Lord tries to save as much as possible and uses his Nascent Soul to improve his cultivation level so that he can deal with those great monks.

Taoist Du Kun opened his eyes wide and turned his head to look at Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist, help me! I am willing to give all my share of the Yuyang Mountain mineral vein to your sect, and offer tribute every year, and will always be a vassal of Lingyun Sect!"

He cried and cried, but Chen Yuan ignored him and flew to Xiao Lingzi again, saying loudly: "Daoyou Xiao Lingzi, I am here to help you!"

Xiao Lingzi found another level nine monster, and his expression became even uglier when he saw this: "Daoyou Chen, I can handle this monster, so I don't need your help..."

"Fellow Daoist, what are you saying? The misunderstanding between me and your disciple has been resolved. We have turned enemies into friends. At this critical juncture, we should help each other!" Chen Yuan did not allow any explanation and rushed directly towards the ninth-level monster.

Taoist Du Kun fell into despair and could only recall the Zi Yang Sword and slash at the Demon Lord in a desperate fight.

The Demon Lord took a blow from the sword, rushed forward and grabbed it.

A jade pendant on Taoist Du Kun's waist shattered, and an invisible barrier protected his whole body, but it was still easily pierced by the blood claws, which took out his Nascent Soul and swallowed it.

At this time, Chen Yuan also killed the ninth-level monster that could not control its brutal murderous intent under the Zhu Yan True Fire. He even found its magic core and put it into the mustard seed ring.

The Demon Lord didn't care about the body of Taoist Du Kun, letting it fall on the pile of bones. He flashed and appeared beside Chen Yuan, chopping him down with an axe.

But his spatial fluctuations could not be hidden from Chen Yuan, who immediately teleported to Xiao Lingzi's side and said urgently: "Daoist Xiao Lingzi, let's join forces to fight the enemy!"

Upon seeing this, the Demon Lord frowned, a look of hesitation appeared on his face, and he turned and flew towards another Nascent Soul cultivator.

Chen Yuan is difficult to deal with alone, and it would be even more difficult if he were to be dealt with by a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The Demon Lord was unwilling to waste any more of his precious demonic energy, which was his greatest reliance for opening up the space channel and returning to the demon world.

Instead of wasting time on Chen Yuan, it would be better to attack other Nascent Soul cultivators. Seeing this, Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists and bowed to Xiao Lingzi, with an earnest expression: "Thanks to your help, I have frightened the Demon Lord. I still have to rescue other Taoists, so be careful."

Xiao Lingzi's face twitched: "Daoyou, please go quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yuan had already rushed towards the nearest monster, reminding him: "Fellow Daoist, please be careful!"

Xiao Lingzi took a deep breath and clenched his left hand into a fist.

At this moment, the Demon Lord, who had swallowed another Nascent Soul, suddenly turned around and stared at Xiao Lingzi from thousands of feet away.

His eyes were pitch black, without any light in them, but they made Xiao Lingzi shudder.

His face changed and he immediately stepped back.

The Demon Lord flashed and teleported twice in succession, coming in front of Xiao Lingzi and chopped him down with the giant axe!
Xiao Lingzi looked anxious, completely losing his usual calmness and composure, and hurriedly sent a message: "Demon Lord, please don't be deceived by Chen Yuan. I have a deep hatred for him."

"He wants to use the Demon Lord to kill me. The Demon Lord must not let Chen Yuan use his knife to kill me!"

"As long as the Demon Lord spares my life, I am willing to serve him!"

With Yan Zhang by his side, he did not dare to publicly admit that he had surrendered to the Demon Lord, and could only communicate secretly.

But the Demon Lord had no intention of stopping, and just said calmly: "There are many people who want to join me, but you ants are not even great cultivators. If you want to serve me, the best way is to offer your Nascent Soul to help me improve my cultivation realm."

Xiao Lingzi was completely desperate and summoned all eighteen blood spirits to pounce on the Demon Lord.

"The skills of Xuehai fell into the hands of you humans and became so ridiculous..."

The Demon Lord sneered, raised his hand and swung it lightly, and the huge axe brought up a series of phantoms, chopping all eighteen blood spirits into pieces.

These blood spirits that were said to be immortal and terrified the monks of Donghua Continent became so fragile in front of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord stretched out his bloody claws, pierced into Xiao Lingzi's Dantian, and took out his Nascent Soul.

Xiao Lingzi said in despair: "Is the Demon Lord willing to fall into Chen Yuan's trap?"

The Demon Lord sneered: "No matter what your relationship with Chen Yuan is, not a single human Yuanying will be spared!"

After saying that, he stuffed Xiao Lingzi's Nascent Soul into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. His aura became even stronger.

“The middle stage of Nascent Soul is just different…” The Demon Lord stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.

His gaze swept across the remaining several mid-Nascent Soul cultivators and finally landed on one of them. His figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Chen Yuan sensed a subtle spatial fluctuation and turned around to look, only to see the Demon Lord appear next to a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage, swinging a huge axe and attacking fiercely, and was about to succeed.

He frowned, put away the magic core in his hand, and flew towards Master Shen who was fighting with a level nine monster.

There were only twelve mid-Nascent Soul cultivators who entered the Demon Realm. Among them, the leaders of the Lonely Soul Sect, the Joyous Union Sect, and the Zhiyuan Sect were difficult to deal with. Among the remaining nine, five were killed by the Demon Lord, leaving four.

Chen Yuan must not let the Demon Lord swallow their Nascent Soul, otherwise his cultivation level will increase greatly and he will be more difficult to deal with.

Master Shen's flying sword is sharp. Although its strength has been weakened by 30%, it can still suppress the ninth-level monster.

Chen Yuan activated the Zhuyan True Fire, and the monster became extremely violent and revealed its flaws, so it was easily killed by Sect Leader Shen.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. I will remember this favor." Sect Leader Shen clasped his fists and bowed, then went to help other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Chen Yuan immediately stopped him: "Fellow Daoist Shen, go help Sect Leader Wei!"

The battle situation was extremely chaotic at this time. The monsters were fearless and numerous, and they attacked in groups, preventing everyone from joining forces to fight the enemy.

Regardless of whether it is a Nascent Soul cultivator or a demon, it is extremely difficult to kill the opponent.

Looking around, only Chen Yuan and the Demon Lord can change the situation of the battle.

The three early Nascent Soul cultivators rescued by Chen Yuan have joined forces with others to suppress the monster.

The monsters freed by the Demon Lord also went to deal with other Nascent Soul cultivators under his instructions, which greatly increased the pressure.

But the ones who can really break the deadlock are the three great monks.

But they were always entangled by the level 10 monster and couldn't escape.

If we can kill a level ten monster first, the situation can be reversed immediately.

Sect Master Shen's eyes lit up, and then he showed a puzzled look: "Why didn't Fellow Daoist Chen go to help those great monks?"

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly. If he were to deal with those level ten monsters, how would he collect the magic cores?

Moreover, if he really joins forces with the great monk, he will become a thorn in the side of the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord might even condense those black short thorns again.

But this time, there was no Xuan Yuanzi to block it for him.

Seeing this, Sect Leader Shen said no more, but just clasped his fists and bowed, then turned and flew towards Sect Leader Wei. (End of this chapter)