Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

All the demon kings felt this invisible yet powerful sealing force, especially the four Kunyu demon kings. It seemed as if a mountain was pressing down on their shoulders. The world was completely frozen, and it was difficult for them to take a single step.

They were still able to fly freely, but their keen sensitivity to spatial fluctuations made them have this illusion and they could no longer perform the art of teleportation.

Kunmi's face turned ugly. The Kunyu clan had very few members, but they could compete with the Jiaolong clan with only about ten transformed demon kings. They had won against each other because they had mastered the power of space.

After the Kun Fish Demon King transformed, he was able to perform the art of teleportation. It was not difficult for him to fight two people alone, and there were even cases where he could defeat the strong with the weak.

But as he was unable to perform the art of teleportation, the Kun Fish Demon King lost his greatest reliance and could only rely on his physical body and his innate magical powers to fight the enemy, which made him no different from the Jiaolong Demon King of the same level.

Ao Mei stared at Chen Yuan, with a bit of fear in his eyes: "Such a strong sealing force, it seems that your refining of Kun fish blood is not groundless."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it. A sealing force slowly spread out, also locking down this world, but it was much weaker than the technique that Chen Yuan used to lock down the world.

Upon hearing this, the Kun Fish Demon King's expression became even uglier.

It is a great shame and humiliation for a royal family of monsters to have their blood refined by human cultivators.

Ao Mei turned his head and looked at Kunyang, and said coldly: "This man and the Kunyu clan have a deep hatred. If you don't take action, when will you take action?"

Kunyang narrowed his eyes, flipped his hand and took out a formation plate that was more than three feet long, turned around and handed it to Kunjue, and glanced at the other four demon kings: "Second Elder, stay on the island and temporarily take charge of the Beiming formation to provide support. You all follow me to fight the enemy."

After saying that, Kunmi turned and flew towards the passage, followed closely by the two Kun fish demon kings.

Yuan Kong hesitated for a moment, and Kun Jue fixed his eyes on him and reminded him, "Fellow Daoist Yuan?"

Yuan Kong didn't hesitate any longer, took a deep breath, and followed.

Kunyang took out a black iron plate and shook it gently. A ray of light flew out, and a passage about ten feet in size slowly emerged on the formation curtain.

Five demon kings came out one after another, and Yuan Kong was the last one to fly out of the formation. Behind him, the Beiming formation slowly closed, fitting tightly.

Chen Yuan looked at the demon kings who were finally willing to leave the Beiming Formation, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His eyes swept across Kunyang and paused on Yuan Kong.

Kunyang looked serious and said to Ao Mei: "Now that things have come to this, I will no longer hide it. In the past ten days, the human cultivators have not taken any action and have stayed on the Giant Whale Island."

"It's very strange that he just showed up today. Fellow Daoist Ao must not be careless."

Ao Mei snorted coldly and stared at Chen Yuan: "The thirty-eight demon kings have joined forces. No matter what plans they have, it will be useless. Move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Mei moved and was about to rush forward.

After receiving the order, the demon king behind him rushed forward like an arrow.

Seeing this, Kunyang also raised his hand and waved, and the demon king of the Kunyu clan followed closely behind him.

Kunyang followed Ao Mei, raised his hand and made a gesture, and an invisible wave spread out, making the already solidified space within a radius of dozens of miles even more solid.

The human Yuanying's expression changed. The two sides were less than a thousand feet apart. The thirty-eight demon kings attacked without saying a word. The demonic energy surged over like an overwhelming force and gathered together, making people inevitably feel fearful.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, his whole body filled with energy, a pair of black wings stretched out from behind him, and his tied black hair suddenly became messy, turning snow-white and dancing in the wind.

Chen Yuan took a step forward, his eyes like knives, sweeping across the demon kings, and shouted: "If anyone dares to come forward again, I will kill them without mercy!"

The thirty-eight transformed demon kings with ferocious expressions suddenly paused and their escape speed dropped drastically. Including Ao Mei and Kunyang, they all stopped and did not dare to take another step forward.

The Nascent Soul cultivator behind Chen Yuan opened his eyes wide, and Tianjizi suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Yuan with a look of surprise on his face.

With just one shout, Chen Yuan frightened the thirty-eight transformed demon kings!
However, the demon kings had no time to pay attention to the Nascent Soul cultivator's gaze. They all stared at Chen Yuan with horror on their faces.

Ao Mei looked Chen Yuan up and down, and asked word by word: "Are you a human or a monster?"

Just after Chen Yuan's appearance changed drastically, two completely different blood pressures emanated from him. The human cultivators could not sense it, but in the eyes of the demon kings, these two pressures were as eye-catching as the bright moon in the night and the sun in the sky, making them tremble in their hearts.

This is the pressure that comes from the deepest part of the bloodline, and it is the deterrence of high-level bloodline to low-level bloodline.

There is only one explanation for the pressure that Chen Yuan can emanate, and that is that he contains extremely pure demon beast blood in his body, a bloodline that is powerful enough to make the two royal families and even the tenth-level demon king feel ashamed!
And there are actually two such powerful monster bloodlines in Chen Yuan's body.

The two most top-level bloodlines exist in one person at the same time. Even Ao Mei, who has lived for thousands of years, has never heard of or seen such a thing.

He absolutely did not believe that human cultivators could have such magical powers.

These two powerful bloodlines were definitely not acquired by Chen Yuan through post-natal refining.

Kunyang's eyes were also filled with doubt and surprise. He clearly felt that one of the pressures seemed to come from the same source as the Kun fish bloodline in his body, but was even more powerful.

Under the pressure of this common bloodline, he couldn't help but feel a surge of fear in his heart.

But then, a desire arose in Kunyang's heart, a desire to eat Chen Yuan alive and take the blood in his body for himself.

He had a strong premonition that as long as he refined the blood in Chen Yuan's body, he would be able to break through the bottleneck, become the true Demon King, and unify the sea of ​​demons.

Chen Yuan took in all the reactions of the demon kings, and also saw the greed hidden in Kunyang's eyes, but he didn't care at all, and said coldly: "Chen is naturally a human, everyone..."

Before he could finish, Kunyang interrupted him: "He is just bluffing. If we attack him together, no matter how powerful his bloodline is, he will die!"

The demon kings woke up as if from a dream. They were frightened by the powerful pressure from Chen Yuan and did not dare to step forward.

But pressure is just pressure. A royal demon king can also be killed by a demon beast with ordinary blood. Everything still depends on strength.

Kunyang took the lead, and the demon kings suppressed their fear of the blood pressure and rushed forward again.

Tianjizi's pupils shrank, and he took out a broken spear and threw it out, saying in a deep voice: "My fellow Taoists, follow me to fight the enemy!"

The human Yuanyings all sacrificed their magic weapons. Mr. Qingliu held a writing brush in one hand and an inkstone in the other, and with his pen he wrote a few black words in the air, which then turned into swords, spears, and halberds, shooting out.

Zhenren Ningbing raised his white hand, and a ten-foot-tall ice phoenix condensed in front of him. He let out a long roar towards the sky, spread his wings, and feathers made of tens of thousands of ice crystals reflected the cold light. He flapped his wings and flew high, scattering countless ice crystals, as if in a dream.

The monks of Tianji Sect are all from the evil way, and the magical powers they display are very strange.

True Person Ningbi raised her hand and made a gesture, and dozens of transparent ghosts flew out, circling around her, with ferocious expressions, howling continuously, and their bloodshot eyes full of desire.

Zhenren Ningbi bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a blood rain and sprinkled out.

These ghosts rushed forward, opened their mouths wide, swallowed the blood rain into their stomachs, licked their lips contentedly, then turned around and pounced on the demon king with howls.

Another elder of the Tianji Sect released several refined corpses, which were ten feet tall, with green faces and fangs, and only two holes left for their eyes. They were chilling and made people shudder. They roared and rushed forward.

Although the demon kings are based on physical bodies, they also possess various innate magical powers. Seeing this, they all used their magical powers to fight off the enemy.

Green vines, icy rain, wind blades, and golden spears fell from the sky. The demon king transformed into his original form, opened his mouth and spit out his innate spiritual fire that he had cultivated for many years, sweeping over.

The innate magical powers of the demon race are mostly relatively simple, far less sophisticated than those of humans, but they are more in line with the great principles of heaven and earth, and their power is also considerable.

In an instant, the world was filled with all kinds of magical weapons and supernatural powers, spiritual energy and demonic energy intertwined, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sea water below was either boiling, or frozen, or raising huge waves, or turned a dismal green.

Chen Yuan frowned, shook his head, and whispered: "It seems that today is destined to take some effort..."

Zhuyan True Fire rose from his hands, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The demon kings were startled, and the next moment, Chen Yuan appeared among them, with the Zhuyan True Fire in his hand rising suddenly! (End of this chapter)