In fact, just as Jiang Yunchen speculated, this demon cultivator was originally at the middle stage of the seventh level, two realms short of the eighth level, and was the leader of this West Demon Island.
Something unexpected happened on the island. He was in seclusion and immediately came out and made an accurate judgment - he could not break through the eighth-level monsters and the spirit-locking formation. If he wanted to gain some hope in the desperate situation, the only way Put yourself to death and live again.
A monk's inner elixir is formed by condensing the spiritual power of his cultivation. During the low-level cultivation period, the monk always has to work hard to condense his inner elixir. The formation and enlargement of the elixir indicates the continuous improvement of his cultivation level; but once he reaches the sixth level of cultivation, , this process will be reversed, and the monk must gradually melt his inner elixir and become part of the soul.
The more the elixir of a high-level monk melts, the more the spiritual power on it is absorbed by the soul, and the soul becomes stronger. It is said that ninth-level monks can completely dissolve the elixir into the soul, so that the soul is full and free. realm.
Demonic cultivators are very similar to ordinary human cultivators. When this demonic cultivator was in seclusion, he wanted to rush from the mid-seventh level to the late seventh-level. When the accident happened on the island, his inner elixir had already melted a lot, and he was being continuously controlled by the soul. Absorbing.
So the demonic cultivator made a prompt decision and directly shattered his inner elixir. The inner elixir shattered and burst out a rich demonic energy. The soul must absorb it at an extremely fast speed. If you are not careful, the soul will burst and explode. Death, this is a near-death disaster.
But he was willing to take this risk, not because of his affection for this demonic monastery, but after weighing the benefits and risks, the benefits far outweighed the risks.
Just imagine, if you stay where you are and don't attack and advance, it's unclear whether you can escape or not;
Even if he was lucky enough to escape from the claws of the eighth-grade monster, as the owner of the West Demon Island, he was guilty of unfavorable defense of the island and would definitely be held accountable by the demon world. Thinking of the leader's method of punishing sinners, even this seventh-level demon cultivator felt trembling with fear.
Thinking about it again, if the forced breakthrough and promotion were successful, not only would it be possible to gain a chance of survival, but the demon clan's sacred weapon, the Huntian Pupil, could also be recovered from Zhao Yisu and Jiang Yunchen.
If Hun Tian Tong is obtained, then he might be the new king who rules the demon world. What else is there to be afraid of? !
Even if the attack fails and unfortunately one dies, the name engraved on the An Ming Pillar will be eternal glory and gain.
When the benefits are big enough, even a coward dares to give it a try, let alone someone who can cultivate to the seventh level. Who is considered a coward?
“Boom—!”
Accompanied by the violent explosion and the dazzling light, the demon cultivators who were running for their lives in a hurry suddenly saw the island owner coming out of seclusion!
——"It can be saved! Everyone can be saved!"
——"Welcome to the Lord of Ji Teng Island!"
More demon cultivators cheered.
Several sixth-grade demon cultivators who were bombarding the spirit-locking formation immediately stepped forward. Sensing the rich demonic energy on the island master, they quickly knelt down and saluted together: "It is an honor for my demon clan that the island master has ascended to the eighth rank!"
Eighth grade!
The West Demon Island has an eighth-grade person. Even if it suffers heavy losses today, it will still be able to walk sideways in the demon world in the future. After all, how many eighth-grade ones can be produced in the entire demon world? !
It's saved, it really is.
A magic cultivator reported the situation excitedly: "Those two people must have led the monsters to the sea. Now the eyes of the spirit locking formation cannot be found no matter what..."
Ji Teng raised his hand to interrupt the man's nonsense, which meant that he knew the situation.
I saw him flying slightly, and the sixth-grade demon cultivator immediately knew what he meant and hurriedly hit the rock at his feet.
The Soul Locking Formation was attacked, quickly dodged, and then disappeared. In less than a second, Ji Teng could clearly see the direction of the Soul Locking Array.
Although he did not study the formation in depth, he could still see that this formation relied on top-quality formation tools to maintain it, and could be broken with brute force.
So Ji Teng raised his hand, and the strong demonic energy gathered in his palm, causing several sixth-grade people to look at each other and push them away quickly.
"Bang——!"
Ji Teng struck the sole of his foot with a palm, and the spirit-locking array was like a big drum that had been hit hard. It trembled violently, and the array filaments composed of spiritual power burst into golden light. This golden light trembled in the air for a long time before slowly disappearing. In the dark sea.
It is also a bombardment array, and the effects of the sixth and eighth grades are completely incomparable.
"Bang——!"
Another punch, and this time the golden light of the magic circle burst out again, and there were already faint signs of fragmentation!
At the same time, Jiang Yunchen, who was riding on Cang Ji's back, felt that Linghai had been punched several times and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Well--!"
The formation master is closely related to the formation. Jiang Yunchen is the main formation master, and Yinghuoqi is controlled by him. Now that the formation is crumbling, he cannot be unaffected at all.
The bright red blood at the corner of his lips was washed away by the sea water. Jiang Yunchen lost strength for a moment and almost lost his seat on Cang Ji's back.
Zhao Yisu was keenly aware of it, and immediately reached out with his hands from behind to the front, clasping his waist tightly, dragging him to sit on Cang Ji's back, and asked: "How long can the Soul Locking Formation last?"
Eighth-level demon cultivators will definitely be able to use the art of cutting through the void. It is not an option for them to escape all the way. They still have to find a place to hide.
Cang Ji has taken them far downstream, but this island is deeply connected to the land under the sea. It has not yet touched the bottom of the rocks. If they want to go around it, they don't know how far forward they have to fly.
Jiang Yunchen shook his head, the veins on his forehead bulging slightly, which was caused by the eighth-grade demon cultivator bombarding the spirit-locking formation for the third time.
Zhao Yisu obviously understood that her question just now was almost in vain. She thought for a moment and wanted to take out the Hun Tian Tong.
Although he could not see the movement behind Jiang Yunchen, he immediately held down Zhao Yisu's hand: "Don't use the Huntian Eyes unless absolutely necessary."
Zhao Yisu: "Isn't this the last resort? If the spirit locking formation is shattered, you will definitely suffer internal injuries. The eighth-level demon cultivator can tear us both apart with one move, and you won't even have time to cry."
Jiang Yunchen still shook his head. As the demon cultivator punched her again, he pursed his lips tightly and could not speak. He held her hand with more strength to show his firm attitude.
Zhao Yisu could only clenched his fist. When the bombardment stopped and Jiang Yunchen let go of her hand, a clear red mark was left on her wrist.
Jiang Yunchen spoke in a labored tone: "If Hun Tian Tong swallows the power of an eighth-grade demon cultivator, it will evolve immediately. You cannot bear the consequences. Ahem..."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly lost all strength. Zhao Yisu felt his arms feel heavy and quickly pulled him back. Jiang Yunchen fell on her shoulder due to the inertia. Only then did she see the bright red blood stains on the corners of his lips.
"Jiang Yunchen?!"
Naturally there is no answer to the call.
The spirit locking formation was broken.
Zhao Yisu remained calm, looked around with his spiritual consciousness, found a suitable gap in the rocks on the seabed, and ordered: "Cangji, hide!"
