As the silver-haired palace master snorted, an inexplicable force instantly acted on the Demon King's huge body, giving it a complete meal. The secret technique was forcibly interrupted, and the body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah...please spare me!" At the last moment, the demon king used his spiritual mind to transmit his voice and begged.
The silver-haired palace master was unmoved and once again used his strength to use the Mysterious Technique.
After a while, only a mummy was left of the extremely huge Demon King.
"Thank you to the Palace Master and the two Deputy Palace Masters for saving me!" Zhou Yongsheng stood up and bowed deeply to the silver-haired Palace Master.
The same is true for Zhou Kelan.
"Alas, you two are simply too willful. If something goes wrong, the master will definitely tear me into pieces!" The silver-haired palace master shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"No." However, at this moment, a familiar voice came into his mind.
"Master!" The silver-haired palace master trembled and raised his head suddenly.
Meng Huang and Xuan Daozi also looked up.
There was a flash of void in the distance, and two figures suddenly appeared. It was Zhou Yang and the Nine-clawed Demon King.
"Everyone must be responsible for their own actions, and they are no exception." Zhou Yang glanced at the brother and sister and said calmly.
"Daddy!"
"Father!"
Zhou Kelan had a look of surprise on his face. He didn't care at all about his father's scolding words. He struggled to get up and ran towards Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yongsheng was also inexplicably surprised and looked at his father with an eager look on his face.
Zhou Yang hugged his daughter who had jumped into his arms, and a smile broke out on his sullen face.
A few years ago, he traveled from the Great God's Mound for several months before reaching the depths of the Fantasy Wood Realm. But now Zhou Yang only opened three passages and returned smoothly, which shows how quickly his strength has grown.
"How are your grandfather and mother?" Zhou Yang nodded to the three silver-haired palace masters, and then looked at his son.
"Grandpa has broken through to the realm of gods, and my mother has reached the peak of early gods. They are both doing well."
After saying that, Zhou Yongsheng looked at his father curiously and asked doubtfully: "Father, why can't I see through your cultivation level? Could it be that you have already reached the peak of the gods?"
"Yes, Dad, your aura is so powerful!" Zhou Kelan also looked up to his father.
"Yeah." Zhou Yang nodded.
"Wow, daddy is so powerful!" Zhou Kelan shouted excitedly.
"Congratulations, master!" The silver-haired palace master also bowed in greeting.
"I said that from now on, you can treat yourself as a Taoist friend in front of outsiders, and the same goes for you two."
Zhou Yang waved his hand and said: "By the way, these are some peak techniques. Please read them in detail. I can see from your aura that you are not far from a breakthrough."
"Thank you Master, fellow Taoist." The three silver-haired palace masters bowed again.
Zhou Yang's spiritual consciousness swept across the entire Great God Qiu Domain, and he already understood the current situation. There were not many peak demon kings of the Wood Realm who had fled here. With his strength, he could kill them with just a raise of his hand, but he did not do so.
Maintaining a certain level of pressure can stimulate vitality and motivation, which will be beneficial not only to the silver-haired palace master, high-level powers such as Meng Huang and Xuan Daozi, but also to brother and sister Zhou Yongsheng.
Zhou Yang said to the two brothers again: "I don't object to you coming out to practice, but you must do it according to your ability. Just like the demon king before, he is not far from the ninth level peak, and he is a powerful demon. If the Lord fights alone, if he doesn't have the ultimate Mystic Technique, he won't be able to get it for a moment, let alone you waiting."
"We've noted it down." The brother and sister responded in unison.
Returning to Nanping Divine Realm, Zhou Yang reunited with his family, relatives and friends, and had a great time chatting.
"She has reached the realm of quasi-gods, but she still refuses to take the Soul-Seizing Pill?" After hearing his father's words, Zhou Yang frowned deeply.
Before losing her memory, Ling'er had a temper, but she was never so willful.
"You killed her mentor, relatives and friends. She regards you as her enemy and naturally refuses to take the elixir you gave her, but..." Zhou Huaiyuan stopped talking.
"But what?" Zhou Yang looked at his father.
"After so many years, not only my father, but also Tiehu and Xing'er have often talked about you in front of her. I don't believe she won't think of something."
"You mean..." Zhou Yang's face looked a little ugly.
"Oh, let everything take its course." Zhou Huaiyuan sighed.
Zhou Yang said nothing.
"You, you won't use other means, will you?" Zhou Huaiyuan suddenly looked at him.
"Where did you think you were going?" Zhou Yang smiled bitterly.
It's no wonder that his father thinks too much. With his current cultivation level, there are many ways to restore Ling'er's memory, regardless of whether she agrees or not.
Zhou Huaiyuan sighed again, turned around and left.
"You're right, let everything take its course." Zhou Yang murmured.
More than a month later, Zhou Yang took the silver-haired palace master, Meng Huang, Xuan Daozi and other three people back to the Great God Qiu Domain again to help them break through to the peak realm of the gods.
A few years ago, the vitality of the Wood Realm poured into the Dashenqiu Domain, causing changes in the laws of heaven and earth here, and the binding force on the realm completely disappeared. The three of them had already accumulated a lot of experience, and after several years of baptism by the vitality of the Wood Realm, they added Last week, Yang used the peak-level skills of the gods to help each other, and their breakthrough was extremely smooth.
During this period, a ninth-level peak demon king came to attack, but Zhou Yang just released his own aura to scare them away.
"Master, I, I..." Two months later, when he heard that Zhou Yang was not going to take it away, the Nine Claw Demon Emperor was anxious.
"What I will face in the future may be at the quasi-immortal level. If you follow me, it will be extremely dangerous. The vitality here is infinite, which will definitely help your cultivation, and the dual domains of Nanping and Shenqiu need your protection. "
Zhou Yang followed the instructions and did not force him.
"Okay." The Nine-clawed Demon King had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Boss, boss, my emperor, oh, my poisonous skills have been fully achieved, I will never be a burden!" The flower dragon swung its huge body, and his face looked a little aggrieved.
Zhou Yang was a bit over the top, and there was really nothing he could do about this shameless guy.
"Hmph, you're not even at the ninth level, so you're not qualified to be a burden!" Yuan Yi and other great demons curled their lips.
Jiuzhao also glanced at the flower dragon, then turned his head away, too lazy to pay attention to it.
The other big demons were also a little disdainful.
However, the next moment, the Nine-clawed Demon King trembled and his eyes widened.
But it only took one breath, and the nine claws returned to their original state. He couldn't help but become furious, raised his giant claw, and wanted to kill this damn poisonous thing.
Hua Jiao hurriedly jumped behind Zhou Yang and said with a sneer on his face: "Senior Jiuzhao, please calm down. I just want to give it a try. I have no other intentions."
"You're looking for death!" Jiuzhao stared at Tongling's big eyes, wishing he could eat this guy alive.
"Well, there are indeed some skills." Zhou Yang nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration on his face.
The strength of the Nine Claws has surpassed that of the ordinary ninth-level peak demon king, but he was unprepared and allowed the flower dragon to successfully attack with poison. Although it only had one breath, in front of the most powerful person, it was even one-tenth of the breath. is fatal.
