When this voice fell, the demonic clone suddenly raised its head. Looking into each other's eyes.
He saw a look of exhaustion on that handsome man's face, but there was hope in his eyes.
This is a strong sentiment. Those beautiful past have withered with the years.
He has gone too, it’s just this obsession. Still staring at the deepest mortal world in the world, waiting and watching foolishly.
Waiting for someone to come along who can carry what he has learned throughout his life, as well as that obsession. The one who protects him.
A kind of lovesickness comes from two places, one in ancient times and one in the present.
Intertwined together, they are the present and the past. Together, this is eternity.
When the song does not return and the song returns, the eternal lovesickness will no longer be cut.
When the demonic clone saw the sword monk being filled with demonic energy, he knew that this was a place of inheritance. For the monks, it was a fateful opportunity.
It's just that the demonic clone doesn't think this sword cultivator can carry this demonic energy.
This demonic energy was under the pressure of the sword machine. Although it was strong, the aura did not reach the level of horror.
This is a collision of breaths, which can also be said to be a melting. Therefore, Aoki and Chu Yi did not feel suffocated.
But the demonic clone felt it, because they were both demons and had clear feelings.
This demonic energy is dozens of times stronger than what is on him, and this may still be a small part. But it has the power to destroy heaven and earth, and is extremely violent.
Only by carrying this small amount of demonic energy can one be qualified to continue the demon lord's legacy.
Qingmu and Chu Yi remained in their original positions, unaware of the man in black robe standing in front of him, replacing the sculpture.
Only the sword cultivator's eyes widened, his scarlet eyes filled with unwillingness, and he looked fiercely at the demonic clone with deep hatred.
He saw the man in black robes and knew that the man in front of him was going to compete with him for the opportunity, so his murderous intent arose again.
It's just that he was suppressed by the powerful demonic energy and couldn't move, unable to stand up with the sword.
Otherwise, he will definitely kill the ant.
Although the demonic clone is already in the Tao realm, due to the different cultivation systems, it still looks like it is in the God Transformation realm.
Not to mention the realm of transformation, even the third realm is still an ant in front of the second step of great power. How could he allow an ant to compete with him for an opportunity?
The murderous intention arose, causing fierce winds and black mist to blast through the temple, and everything was shaking.
But this one shook the temple and shook it. But it was not destroyed.
This is a temple built by the Demon Lord, which is comparable to a divine weapon. How could it just collapse in the majestic killing intent?
Chu Yi was still standing outside, squinting her eyes slightly and covering her face with her hands. She just felt that the wind suddenly became very strong.
As for Aoki, his face darkened when he felt the killing intent. If the master hadn't prevented him from taking action for fear of backlash, the Baizhang saury that stood upright in his hand would have been chopped down long ago.
Under this murderous intention, if the cultivator in the God Transformation Realm is really going to be killed alive.
But the demonic clone was not. It just felt a strong pressure suppressing itself.
However, this pressure is only like a mountain, not like the sky. Still within the tolerance range.
Under this murderous intention, the demonic clone only took half a step backwards, and then stopped.
"This swordsman and I saw the Demon Lord, but Qingmu and Chu Yi did not. Do we need a necessary opportunity to see the Demon Lord?" The demonic clone did not care about this murderous intention.
This murderous intention poses no threat to him. But in the eyes of the sword cultivator, he was shocked.
Although he was no longer very conscious, he still retained a trace of sanity.
In his last moment of consciousness, the sword cultivator was horrified. A cultivator in the realm of gods was able to remain intact under the murderous intent pouring out from him.
"Come here." The demonic clone's mind moved slightly. Then there were footsteps from behind.
A man in white clothes walked up to him.
With the arrival of the puppet, the most direct invasion of the murderous intention was blocked in one step, and the pressure he endured was reduced a lot.
It was no longer the pressure of the mountain, but the weight of a huge boulder on my shoulders.
To the demonic clone, it makes no difference whether the boulder exists or not.
Under the strong wind, the demonic clone's white hair fluttered. Strands of hair floated from her eyes, obscuring her vision. But he didn't close his eyes.
His eyes kept falling on the sword cultivator. Feel his breath.
It was a strong demonic intent, as pure as the demonic aura on his body, or even worse. It’s also richer.
The demonic energy in both of them is like a small pond meeting the sea. The same demonic nature, but a different qualitative realm.
Under that strong demonic aura, there was a trace of variegated color.
This variegated color is hidden in the thick demonic aura and is difficult to detect.
But the demonic clone who was also a demon still noticed it.
"So that's it, this sword cultivator is a demon cultivator. He can be called an evil demon. Does this opportunity mean that you need to become a demon to see this demon lord?"
The guess of the demonic clone was correct. Because of this, Qingmu and Chu Yi never saw the previous scene, nor did they see the black-robed man standing in the temple.
"For countless years, only one person has received half of the magical power. The rest couldn't bear it and exploded to death."
"It seems that the murderous calamity contained in this opportunity has the upper hand." The demonic clone shook his head, looked at the sword cultivator, and spoke slowly.
"You accept the inheritance with peace of mind. The way to seize people is to take revenge on the sea of blood. I will not take away your opportunity. If you can accept it, then what's the problem with this inheritance?"
The demon waved his sleeves and sat cross-legged on the ground. He closed his eyes and waited quietly for the success or failure of this sword cultivator.
Naturally, the demonic clone will not let go of this inheritance from the demon lord. He had a feeling that if he could bear the Demon Lord's inheritance, his demon body would undergo a qualitative change.
At that time, the demonic clone will reach a higher level.
The reason why this sword cultivator is not disturbed in absorbing the inheritance is because the demonic clone does not believe that this person can succeed, and it is only a matter of time before failure.
Let him absorb more, and he can observe for a longer period of time to prepare for unexpected changes when absorbing the inheritance later.
When the sword cultivator saw the demonic clone closing in the lotus position, the murderous aura emanating from it stopped. He thought about it for a long time and secretly concealed his murderous intention.
The strong wind in the temple suddenly stopped, leaving only the tank of demonic energy and the scream of the sword cultivator.
As time passed, the sword cultivator's screams became louder and louder, his face became more ferocious, and the dark green meridians all over his body became more and more swollen.
His entire body has swelled like a ball, and cracks are constantly appearing.
The absorbed demonic energy continued to be vented violently as these cracks appeared, bringing with it large amounts of blood.
"He failed." The demonic clone opened its eyes.
When he finished speaking, there was a heart-rending scream and a loud bang.
Blood rained down, and pieces of flesh were everywhere in an instant. But under the majestic demonic energy, it turned into smoke in an instant.
"It's my turn." The demonic clone closed its eyes again.
The next moment, the body of the man in black robe in front of him shook, and a magic rainbow rose straight from his body, pouring into the head of the demonic clone, impacting crazily.
