The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 89 Demon Lord Fist

Thirty years have passed, and Zhong Heng has no idea how many times he has been hunted down. The worst time was when his soul was beaten to pieces and his body turned into billions of pieces of flesh and blood.

But because of his thirty years of enlightenment and fighting, he also created a secret escape technique.

It’s called the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method.

Every piece of flesh and blood contains a trace of vitality and a fragment of true spirit. Even if it is beaten to pieces, as long as there is still a piece of flesh and blood left, he can use these to revive.

It's just that it will take a very long time.

It can be said that his secret method is very abnormal, but it does not have the effect of healing.

This secret method is only suitable for activating when one is about to die, so as to disintegrate oneself and make the opponent mistakenly believe that he was the one who blew himself up.

The spirit's aura was intact even after death, and the opponent could not detect it.

In the starry sky, Zhong Heng was walking with wounds all over his body. With every step he took, blood would drip from his body. But what was strange was that the blood that Zhong Heng shed was actually black.

His white hair was scattered on his shoulders, his face was expressionless, there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows that was bleeding, and there were countless scars on his back.

Every scar exuded a rotten and foul smell. Even his hair began to fall out, and dense corpse spots appeared on his face.

He was cursed and afflicted with a disease by a peerless powerhouse.

Behind him, there was a pool of blood with all kinds of creatures in it, but without exception, these creatures were extremely powerful when they were alive.

There are peerless geniuses at the Saint King level, and there are powerful elders at the sixth level of the Great Sage realm.

"I am plagued by illness, and have suffered eight calamities. Billions of great ways have entered my body."

Zhong Heng muttered as he walked in the universe. Light from the sky began to rise from his body and then disappeared.

Behind him, the corpse lying in the starry sky gave up dense runes and laws of the universe.

"boom!"

A road that went through the sky of the universe appeared. The road was white and engraved with dense runes, as if it was carved out of pieces of jade bricks.

It exudes the aura of the Three Thousand Great Daos, and there are countless imprints of gods and demons roaring on it.

In the past thirty years, he has killed countless lives and wiped out countless of the most powerful races in the universe.

It can be said that almost all living beings in the heavens and the world have been killed by him.

"Hahaha, Zhong Heng has been cursed by the Virus Sage. I guess he won't be able to live for long."

“But the Great Sage of Disease also died at the hands of Zhong Heng. The battle was so fierce that it actually destroyed the entire star field.”

"The peerless genius from the restricted area thought he could easily defeat Zhong Heng at the same level, but he didn't expect that he would be beaten to death by Zhong Heng with just one slap."

In all the heavens and worlds, all races are discussing this.

They were increasingly looking forward to seeing how far Zhong Heng could go.

Who among his contemporaries could receive the same treatment as Zhong Heng?

Almost all the powerful people in the starry sky went to hunt him down, just because he had no power behind him and his protector was the great sage of the Zhulong clan, which made the Zhulong clan even more angry.

On a continent floating in the starry sky, Zhong Heng sat cross-legged in the dead world and arranged endless formations.

Thick water flowed on his body, and his entire body was corroded by the terrible curse. Pus and blood flowed from his skin, and his teeth fell out one by one, causing itching and pain.

"Cough cough."

Zhong Heng coughed up some black blood, his eyelids began to rot, and dense maggots crawled out of the blood hole on his forehead.

"This curse and virus are so horrible." He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. If he hadn't taken out the broken sword at the last moment, he really wouldn't have been able to kill the Great Sage of Disease.

The Great Sage of Disease is said to be in charge of all diseases in the heavens and the world. Even the quasi-supreme beings are afraid of him.

His realm is at the peak of the Great Sage. When ordinary quasi-emperors meet him, they have to retreat away for fear of being contaminated by bad luck.

Zhong Heng began to retreat. He did not eliminate the virus in his body, but instead focused on his reflections.

Inside the body, there is a black seed loaded into the heart, connecting to the origin and emitting a strange aura.

Thick red hair suddenly grew on his body, his eye sockets showed the whites of a dead fish, black blood began to flow from his mouth, nose, and eyes, his hair began to turn dry and yellow, and his body was filled with red mist. His whole body exuded the most intense and weird aura, and was extremely terrifying.

Zhong Heng took out a large amount of enlightenment tea. In addition, he also took out the Sun God Tree and sat cross-legged under the Sun God Tree, asking it to not help him eliminate the virus in his body, but just suppress it.

For a moment, the entire dead ancient star burst into infinite golden light, the vast sound of chanting was heard, and a road to the sky spread across the entire ancient star, as if it was about to break through endless shackles and transcend.

Time flies, and this retreat lasted for hundreds of years. Zhong Heng was isolated from the world, enlightened under the Sun God Tree, tempered his soul bones, and felt his own way and path. In the long river of time, hundreds of years are really nothing, but for humans, many things can happen and change their lives.

Over the years, Zhong Heng has been in a peaceful state of mind, feeling the strangeness of being ill, and bit by bit distilling the terrifying and strange laws of the Tao. With the Tao added to his body, the sound of ancient scriptures rang from time to time.

A hundred years of virus torture made Zhong Heng look like a ghost. His hair fell out, his head swelled, and his body was covered with various small seeds. The smell of stench and decay was everywhere.

One day, he suddenly opened his eyes from his retreat and shouted, "Kill!"

The source in the body suddenly burst out with an extremely bright light, cutting off the terrible seed of the disease.

For a moment, Zhong Heng's body began to tremble violently. The extreme pain made him groan, and the rotten internal organs in his body were sucked by the endless divine light.

"laugh"

It was like ice meeting hot water, it made a hissing sound and emitted terrible black smoke as soon as it touched.

He used the Nine Tribulations Magical Art and regarded the disease as his eighth tribulation.

Not only that, he is also creating his own forbidden secret technique.

Zhong Heng was seen absorbing the virus in his body while taking out countless corpses.

Soon, the entire huge ancient star turned into a sea of ​​blood and corpses. The sea of ​​blood almost filled the entire ancient star, with densely packed corpses and various hideous heads emerging from it.

From the outside, it looked like a Shura field.

Zhong Heng stood up, his originally dry and yellow hair began to slowly turn white, and his dry and rotten body began to shed a layer of skin, revealing bright white flesh.

"Billions of Daoist laws have entered my body, and billions of magical powers are like dirt!"

He shouted loudly, and the road to heaven suddenly grew larger, bursting out with dense runes, all pouring into his body.

Sitting cross-legged on the sea of ​​blood, he drank the enlightenment tea and began to make seals with his hands.

For a moment, the entire vast sea of ​​blood was emitting endless Taoist rhyme, rumbling sounds continued to be heard, the entire universe was shaking, and endless avenues began to spread, turning into long rivers that washed over Zhong Heng's body.

The road to heaven is filled with endless brilliant light.

Dense and numerous laws of the great way rose from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and then merged together. The scene was extremely spectacular.

"Ow~"

For a moment, there were ghosts howling, gods and demons roaring, and all races wailing!
Zhong Heng performed his own magic on the sea of ​​blood, and he was organizing his Nine Tribulations Magic Skills.

Each calamity possesses a terrifying magical secret skill, and when all nine calamities are combined into one, one will be invincible and immune to all attacks.

He stood up, closed his eyes, and performed various boxing techniques on the sea of ​​blood. Every punch he threw caused the avenue to collapse, and the laws and order were crushed.

Boundless demonic power burst out from him, and purple air and black mist filled the air.

His boxing skills are a combination of the Dragon Fist, the Sky-Horned Ant's magic, the Cricket Clan's time magic, the Divine Stone-Smashing magic, as well as the Immortal Phoenix and Thunder Emperor's magic, etc.

For a moment, terrible visions appeared here, and various boxing techniques appeared one after another, and each punch was extremely powerful.

Countless races in the universe have their own boxing techniques, but Zhong Heng has obtained them all. With the addition of various incomplete magic techniques, his boxing techniques will become even more terrifying and powerful.

"Roar!"

A stream of golden blood burst out from the top of Zhong Heng's head and condensed into a figure behind him, exactly the same as him, re-evolving the Demon Lord Fist.

This is an existence more terrifying than gods and demons, just like the Demon Lord and the Emperor of Heaven. With every move he makes, lightning and thunder flash, and the universe explodes, as if he wants to destroy everything.

Zhong Heng has messy hair and sharp eyes. Every movement he makes is done to the utmost. He possesses unparalleled power. His body can destroy eternity and the years will not add to his life.

"Devil Lord Fist!"

Zhong Heng shouted loudly, and the endless avenue runes merged together instantly, and the endless scriptures were put together. He suddenly punched forward.

"Boom!"

The heaven and earth exploded in an instant, the countless formations he had set up were destroyed, the endless sea of ​​blood evaporated, the avenue collapsed, and the rules and order between heaven and earth were severed in an instant.

Endless divine power filled the air, and the star field was dispersed by the fist.

"Immune to all methods, all magical powers are like dirt!"

He shouted loudly once more, and his body emitted endless precious light, which was able to melt all the magical powers and secret techniques, and all the runes of the great way. He could only fight with his physical body.

(End of this chapter)