At this time, Wu Tianzheng led a group of demon boys to chase Qi Mo crazily, and a group of white-clothed monks chased them. The scene became inexplicably weird.
But when he looked at the familiar scene in front of him, Wu Tian was startled for a moment, and then quickly woke up.
Isn't this the ruins of the previous building? The guy in front and Jia Yi also entered the underground cave in front.
After knowing the secret of this ruins, Wu Tian stayed away from those lakes, fearing that one day a severed hand or foot would suddenly appear in front of him.
Just when he was thinking about the purpose of the other party's coming here, he saw bursts of strong demonic energy coming out of the underground cave in the distance. Even the nearby sky was rendered as if it was the end of the world, and Jia San was like this. Rushed in.
"This guy,"
Wu Tian frowned, but the demons behind him had no ability to think, so they rushed in one after another.
what to do?
Wu Tian pondered for a while, and finally gave up the idea of going in.
However, just as he turned around to leave, a vague voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the demonic energy above covered his area as if it were alive.
"Who is the direct descendant of the royal family who came here? I am the Iron-armed Demon Lord."
Demon Lord?
Wu Tian's scalp went numb instantly. Why did he appear?
At this time, Wu Tian was walking on thin ice, neither escaping nor not escaping. He knew that it should be the aura of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demonic Skills, otherwise the other party would not have asked this question.
Just as he was thinking about how to answer, Jia Renyi's voice sounded in his heart.
"Tell him that you are from the Boye clan."
"By the way, be more arrogant."
At this time, Wu Tian had no other choice but to follow Jia Renyi's instructions.
"Poye clan?"
The other party's mood fluctuated slightly, "Is Lord Po Ye okay? Are you still practicing in the Four Falling Demon Realm?"
There was silence.
After a while, Wu Tian spoke, with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Iron-armed Demon Lord, my Holy Ancestor Po Ye disappeared hundreds of thousands of years ago while traveling in the Four Falling Demon Realm. Although this matter is secret, the Po Ye clan and its vassals are aware of it. Now you ask what this matter is. intention?"
At this moment, Wu Tian was speaking fiercely, but little did he know that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
These words naturally come from Jia Renyi's mouth. This guy is an immortal demon, and among the demon clan, he is also a top pyramid being like the Saint Ancestor.
It's just that Jia Renyi can say these words, but Wu Wu can't.
Fighting against the devil is exciting.
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding demonic energy boiled, but fortunately there were no weird attacks.
"Sorry, I thought you were one of those despicable humans in disguise. Can you let me see your magic map?"
Wu Tian breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that his human appearance caused the other party's misunderstanding. Without hesitation, he directly opened his black robe and began to perform the Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Demonic Skills.
As magic lines appeared on the skin, the world shrouded in clouds and mist appeared behind Wu Tian, which was truly mysterious.
"Nine heavens and ten earths, indeed nine heavens and ten earths."
The owner of this voice no longer hesitated, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, how could the great Holy World pass such magic skills to the human race."
"You must be the Holy Son appointed by the Holy World."
The Holy Clan is the honorific title given to themselves by the Demon Clan, and the Holy Son is also the Demon Son.
In the Demon Clan, the status of Demon Son is no less than that of the royal family. As long as these rare beings can grow up and not die young, even if they are not Immortal Demons in the end, they will still be the top beings in the line of Demon Kings. For ordinary Demon Clan like the Iron-Armed Demon Lord, although You can't help but flatter, but building a good relationship is still essential.
Son? Upon hearing this, Wu Tian immediately thought of the little fat man Tian Yuan. The latter indeed became the holy son of the demon clan after turning into a demon. Wu Tian's Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Demonic Skills were also donated by him.
Seeing Wu Tian's silence, the Iron-Armed Demon Lord, who thought he had guessed correctly, was very excited.
"I didn't expect to see the Holy Son on the last day. The Holy World is indeed omnipotent."
"Wait, what does this last day mean?"
Wu Tian already knew about the entanglement between them, but he didn't expect that today would be the last day.
"Yes, Lord Holy Son may not know yet,,,"
The Iron-Armed Demon did not hide anything and told the whole story.
It turned out that one hundred thousand years ago, when the war between humans and demons was in full swing, he was ordered to bring his people to this place. Unexpectedly, it was the seat of the Fudo Myoyo Sect.
As soon as the two sides encountered each other, they quickly started fighting. Although the demon side was stronger than the other side, it was at a numerical disadvantage. Both sides suffered heavy losses for a while.
What made the Iron-armed Demon Lord even more unexpected was that the sect master here advertised to the outside world that he was at the Arhat Realm, but he didn't expect that he was at the Vajra Realm. Moreover, there were endless methods, and even if he took action personally, he could only fight an even match.
After fighting for a long time, seeing that his men suffered heavy casualties, the Iron-Armed Demon Lord thought of retreating. Unexpectedly, the other party actually activated the secretly prepared formation and sunk the entire sect. Not only the troops on both sides were wiped out, but he himself They even tried their best to disintegrate and imprison their bodies here.
The Iron-Armed Demon Lord was originally shocked and angry, but after seeing a hazy Buddha figure appearing behind him, especially the aura of immortality exuded by the other party and a series of operations over the years, he gradually realized that everything the other party did was nothing more than It was just to capture his demonic energy for fusion, and to take the path of cultivating both Buddha and demon.
It turns out that all this was a conspiracy, and he was a demon king, but in the end he was just a pawn, or a sacrifice.
For those who have such courage, it is not necessary to think about it and know that there must be the shadow of the Immortal behind them, and there may even be more than one.
Although the Iron-Armed Demon Lord was unwilling to give in, he knew that he would never be able to break away from the arrangement of the Immortal Buddha.
So he accepted his fate.
However, in the past few days, he discovered that the immortal consciousness of the master of the Fudo Myoō Sect, who had been "dependent for many years", showed signs of awakening, which meant that he was about to disappear.
After hearing all this, Wu Tian thought for a few seconds, and then said: "Actually, you don't need to be too angry. The other party will wake up. It may be because the strange power of fusion has been stolen."
The Iron-Armed Demon Lord was obviously stunned for a moment. He quickly looked at the other body, which was the head, and finally couldn't help laughing.
"Hahaha, it's gone as expected. This is life."
After being ecstatic, he asked curiously: "Lord Holy Son, did you do this?"
"Of course not me,"
Wu Tian said seriously, who knows if the walls have ears, he has already decided to leave this ghost place in a moment.
"Forget it, this matter is not important anymore. Lord Holy Son, I have something to ask of you."
After hearing this, Wu Tian was stunned for a while.
It turned out that the Iron Arm Demon Lord was the ancestor of the Iron Arm clan. He brought all the living forces of the clan with him in this battle, leaving only a few old and weak women and children. Unexpectedly, he was taken away by them all in the end.
Now that one hundred thousand years have passed, the Iron-Arm Demon Lord does not know what the situation is like on the demon side, but he does not want the Iron-Arm Clan's magical power to be cut off in his hands.
What he asked for was very simple, to bring this magical power called "Three Heads and Six Arms" back to his Iron Arm clan members.
"I know this is a bit reluctant for Lord Mako, but I have no other choice at the moment."
"As long as you agree, this magical power will be your reward."
The Iron Arm Demon explained: "It can give the caster two more heads and four arms. As the saying goes, the eyes can see in all directions and the ears can hear in all directions. With it, the melee combat ability can at least be improved several times."
Wu Tian was moved when he heard this.
In this battlefield ruins, except for some weaker demonized beasts, neither the white-clothed monks nor the demons could compete with him at the pinnacle of the earth level.
Therefore, Wu Tian's journey was very frustrating, very frustrating.
It's just that the poisons needed to practice the Ten Thousand Poisons Body Nurturing Art are difficult to find, and there is no money. If you want to improve, it will be difficult to do it in a short time. This magical power is perfect for him.
"Okay, as long as I return to the devil... holy world, I will look for your people and hand over these three heads and six arms to them."
Wu Tian didn't say enough. This condition was based on the fact that he went to the demon clan.
"Thank you, Lord Holy Son."
The overjoyed Iron-Armed Demon Lord told him a location in the demon world, and then asked Wu Tian to come to the underground cave and warned: "Although you don't have to reshape your body to practice the magical power of three heads and six arms, you need to infuse the body with demonic energy to change some structures, which may be a bit painful. , Lord Holy Son, please hold back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the surging demonic energy around him gathering together and turning into a pillar of blood that enveloped Wu Tian.
hiss,
Wu Tian took a breath, and the demonic energy was raging in his body, bringing him endless pain.
In less than five seconds, the skin on Wu Tian's body burst and turned into a bloody man.
"Concentrate your concentration and control the demonic energy on your shoulders and ribs."
Under the guidance of the Iron-Armed Demon Lord, Wu Tianqiang endured severe pain and began to enter a state of cultivation. Unknowingly, the magic marks appeared on his body, and the hazy world behind him floated in the air, constantly absorbing the surrounding demonic energy.
Wu Tian didn't know that not long after he practiced, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly came from above the ruins, and countless lands and mountains began to crack. On the ground, the battle between demons, monks, and demonized monsters became more and more intense. Look, It looked like they were planning to die together.
At the same time, thousands of golden lights and bloody lights suddenly rose in those lakes, and the hands, feet, heads, etc. were entangled and the debris slowly rose and flew in one direction.
Faintly, two huge figures confronting each other appeared in mid-air. One of them was wearing a purple robe, sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, looking carefree and joyless.
Compared to him who is quiet, the other person is much more arrogant. His face is purple, his appearance is violent, and his broken armor makes him more ferocious. The most terrifying thing is that he has three identical heads and six waving arms. He looked like a bloodthirsty madman.
"Hey, old bald donkey, how does it feel to fall short of your success?"
Faced with the Iron-Armed Demon Lord's provocation, Fudo Myooh did not respond. His eyes were still closed, but the bodies in the distance had already gathered together. They were close to each other, trying to merge into a new body.
"It's not that easy to want my body."
