Ling Yungao was in a state of weakness, and his soul was quickly invaded.
No, he doesn't want to die!
A strong desire to survive, an explosion of strong will.
The demon was furious. He didn't dare to provoke the Jade Demon. How could he still be afraid of you, who is half dead?
It pressed Ling Yungao tightly, and the soul bumped into it: "You little demon cultivator, you still want to resist Grandpa Zu? Who are you? You are just a waste who has half-cultivated the demon cultivator! You will die for me!".
Ling Yungao's soul was almost crushed by him, but he refused to give in: "It's true that a tiger falls flat and is bullied by a dog. Even a prisoner dares to bully me!"
Hearing his self-proclaimed title, the devil laughed: "I almost forgot, you seem to be the leader of the Wuji Sect? Hey! Isn't this a coincidence? I have been locked up in this hellish place and been tortured for thousands of years, and now I happen to have a grudge. revenge!"
As it spoke, it said gloomily: "You probably don't know that there are many demons guarding the outside, and everyone wants to have a taste of the master of the Wuji Sect. Tsk, tsk, tsk, the demon-stricken master of the Wuji Sect can do anything if he lives long enough. See!"
Ling Yungao was furious. It was just that he was hostile to the elders of the sect. What was this devil? You dare to laugh at him and make him become a devil? No matter how depraved he is, he was once the leader of the Immortal Sect, and it is not the turn of a little devil to make irresponsible remarks!
"Then try it! See if you can eat it!"
The devil was aroused by him to be competitive, and he put all his strength into it: "Just give it a try and see what you, the possessed master of the Wuji Sect, are capable of!"
The two souls squeezed and attacked each other. Just when the demonic heart was immersed in it, a demonic seed fell silently into his soul.
"What is this?" The devil suddenly realized something was wrong. Why did he feel that the magic power in his body was losing?
The demon seeds grew rapidly and took root and sprouted.
"Devil! No!" The demon was shocked and wanted to shake it off.
But it was too late, it had already penetrated deep into the soul, greedily absorbed the demonic energy, and grew rapidly.
Offensive and defensive positions change position.
Ling Yungao, who had absorbed the demonic energy, was surrounded by the demonic liquid, and his body quickly repaired. His body, which was originally a human, grew strange parts, including horns on his head and extra limbs.
The longer these things grow, the faster he recovers.
The devil gradually became powerless: "No! Let me go, let me go!"
It just wants to take a bite and doesn’t want to be eaten by others!
How could Ling Yungao let it go? He lacked demon energy now, so the demon seed could not grow up. This demon came to his door, and Xuanbing Prison happened to be unable to use magic, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of.
Eat him! If you eat him, you can repair your demonic body! Will survive!
With strong thoughts, he controlled the demon species to root firmly in the demon head, greedily absorbing the demonic energy.
The devil wanted to escape, but this time he was entangled instead.
"No! Lord Sect Master, you are too young and short-sighted. I am willing to become your servant. Spare my life!"
Seeing that he couldn't fight, the devil began to beg for mercy.
If it were any other time, Ling Yungao might have responded, but not now. What he lacks is demonic energy, and he must recover!
Therefore, no matter how much the demon begged, he continued to absorb the demonic energy without hesitation until the demon grew rapidly and the demon was sucked clean.
The demon seed fell back into Dantian, repairing the demon body bit by bit. Ling Yungao let out a sigh of satisfaction and let go of his hand.
An ugly piece of magic skin fell lightly to the ground.
Ling Yungao kicked him in disgust and stood up to move his body.
Good, he finally came to life. However, the demon seed still lacks nutrients and needs to eat more.
Ling Yungao licked the corners of his mouth and tried to get out of the cell.
As a former sect leader, he was very familiar with the restrictions here. Now that he had the strength, he quickly squeezed out of the gap.
The demons guarding outside realized something was wrong and dispersed.
Ling Yun's high-blooded pupils revealed murderous intent as he looked around for his target.
Demonic energy, he needs demonic energy...
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A messenger talisman flew from outside the house, and Ling Bufei reached out to take it.
"Uncle Song?"
The communication talisman was sent by Song Zhiyi, saying that Taiyi Palace wanted to deal with the magic sword and asked him to come and witness.
Ling Bufei smiled slightly, and after the Deacon Hall, Taiyi Hall also came to show his kindness.
This is actually the treatment of the sect leader, and they are preparing for his succession.
He had no reason to refuse, so he called Baili Xu.
"I'm going to Taiyi Hall. You'll stay here, just in case..." Ling Bufei glanced at the next door.
Baili Xu replied: "Don't worry, sir, I won't let anything happen to Miss Bai."
Ling Bufei nodded and turned into light and left.
When they arrived at Taiyi Hall, in addition to Elder Zuo and Elder Niu on duty, there were also Song Zhiyi and Yang Xiangtian.
"Young Sect Master." Both parties greeted each other.
Ling Bufei asked: "What happened to the magic sword? Wasn't it sealed last time?"
"We feel unstable, so we want to add another layer." Yang Xiangtian said, "Young Master, you have the Demon Suppressing Cauldron. We will feel more at ease here."
Ling Bufei nodded: "I understand."
Song Zhiyi was once confused by the magic sword. Who knows what strange spells there are on this magic sword.
Therefore, Elder Zuo and Elder Niu were guarding outside the hall and controlling the outer array. Ling Bufei accompanied Song Zhiyi and Yang Xiangtian inside.
The three of them came to the location of the magic sword, and Yang Xiangtian carefully took it off.
"It is said that this demon sword belongs to the ancient demon lord. That demon lord killed countless people, and the sword was covered with corpses. In the end, our ancestor set up a large formation to lure him into a trap and captured him in one fell swoop." Yang Xiang Tian slowly said, "In the entire Taiyi Palace, its demonic nature is the strongest. Even if the Demon King has been dead for thousands of years, the magic power is still sealed within it."
Ling Bufei thought of the previous scene of besieging and killing Ling Yungao. This demon sword could even transform into the old shadow of the demon king. It was indeed powerful.
Yang Xiangtian placed it on the altar table, and he and Song Zhiyi carefully affixed several talismans on their bodies to prevent them from losing their mind. They did not forget to ask him, "Young Master, do you want to affix two of them?"
Ling Bufei shook his head: "It's okay, I have the Demon Suppressing Cauldron."
Yang Xiangtian thought about it. Anyone in the world could become a demon, except the sect leader. The Demon Suppressing Cauldron was stronger than any other magic talisman.
"Then let's get started."
"good."
The two of them stood in each position and used spells to cover the magic sword with seals layer by layer. Layers of golden light suddenly gathered together, tightly wrapping the sword body.
Just when the seal was about to be completed, the magic sword suddenly trembled and broke the seal that Song Zhiyi had just covered.
"Be careful!" Yang Xiangtian shouted, raising his hand to pull it back.
Unexpectedly, the magic sword still had some remaining power and suddenly crashed outwards.
Ling Bufei wanted to step aside, so he naturally stretched out his hand to block it.
The moment he held the magic sword, a force suddenly hit him.
"Boom--" His ears clearly didn't hear the sound, but there was a muffled sound deep in his soul.
Ling Bufei suddenly froze, his eyes blank, his soul shaking.
"Young Sect Master!" Song Zhiyi and Yang Xiangtian were shocked and shouted in unison.
