Chapter 15 The Prodigal Son

"Be careful, you two. This guy is about to complete the initial integration!" The evil saint ignored the eyes of the crane. He just looked at the shadow demon wrapped in the silver light net to the sky and said solemnly.

Xiang Juetian looked at the evil saint in surprise and asked, "What, do you mean that this guy's fusion is also step-by-step, and the reason why he didn't fight back against us just now is that he is undergoing preliminary integration?"

"Not bad!" The evil saint nodded and said, "I think this guy should be because there is too much qi and blood energy absorbed by the original Xuanbing. He is worried that the fusion of all the energy at one time will spoil the body because of excess energy, so he has to fuse part of the energy first, let the body adapt for a period of time, and then continue to merge. Other qi and blood energy!"

"Are you saying that these moths are all this guy's original soldiers?" At this time, He Xiangkong didn't care about the grudge with the evil saint. He looked at the shadow demon in disbelief and asked the evil saint.

"To be precise, these moths are all the splits of this guy's own Xuanbing!" The evil saint glanced at He Xiangkong and continued to tell him, "Wait a minute, be careful. Don't confront this guy head-on. We just need to restrain him and not let him fully integrate. As long as it is not fully integrated, he will not give full play to the real strength of the saint!"

"The moth-shaped Xuanbing?" Xiang Juetian frowned and thought about it. Gradually, a deep unbelief appeared in his eyes. "The moth-shaped Xuanbing is rare. I remember that there seems to be only one person with this kind of Xuanbing, but that's a figure 600 years ago..."

"There is no doubt that this guy should be the shadow demon six hundred years ago!" The evil saint's solemn face affirmed Xiang Juetian's speculation.

"Are you kidding?" He Xiangkong's eyes widened in disbelief and said, "Didn't it say that after the war 600 years ago, Shadow Demon and Shenmu King had both died? But why did the Shadow Devil appear in this peak mountain again, and since the Shadow Devil is here, where did the Shenmu King go?

"Now there is no time to control why the Shadow Devil appears here. Be careful, he will fight back!" As soon as the evil saint's voice fell, I saw the shadow demon wrapped in the silver light net to the sky suddenly raised his head slowly, and then a sound like a grinding disc suddenly sounded in the world: "Quack, I didn't expect that today, 600 years later, the mainland is still Someone remembers my name, Gaga Gaga, I'm so happy, Gaga Gaga..."

"Shadow Demon, why do you say that you are also a strong man who was once famous in the mainland? Why did you kill so many innocent people and suck up their qi and blood?" He questioned Jue Tian and said loudly.

"Don't ask, this shadow demon should have been possessed. No matter how many lives there are in his eyes, it's just a little more ants!" The evil saint said with a cold face.

"Are you enchanted?" Looking at each other with Jue Tian and He Xiangkong, they couldn't hide the shock in their eyes. Ordinary mysterious people don't know what magic means, but for these old people who live one or two hundred years old, they know very well that once anyone is demonged, they will become a monster full of killing in their hearts, especially a saint. That's definitely a disaster for the whole continent.

"Gaga, I didn't expect that you, a white hair, have a little insight. You can actually see that I am already the most noble demon, so in order to express my appreciation for you, I will be the last to kill you, Gaga..."

In the unpleasant laughter, a layer of black waves suddenly gushed out of the shadow demon wrapped in the silver light net. This layer of black waves rippled in the blink of an eye, quickly covering all the overwhelming moths above. Suddenly, all the moths turned into black light. It converged with the black light transformed by the previous moths and turned into a huge energy black cloud floating in the air.

Then I saw that hundreds of strands were suddenly separated from this huge energy black cloud, turned into hundreds of huge palms, and grabbed the three evil saints below. Each of the huge palms of the hands exuded a terrible power. The deterrent faces of the three people changed greatly one after another, and the three quickly dispersed and dodged separately.

However, after all, the Shadow Sky Demon is already a super strong man who has stepped into the saint level. Although he can't give full play to the strength of the saint because he has not fully integrated his own life, his strength is still not two levels different from him, Xiang Juetian and Hexiangkong can fight against, not to mention the saint and the master, not only The difference between the two levels is as simple. Just as the Shenmu King said to Ye Han, only the saint can fight against the saint.

When the hundreds of huge palms came down, only the evil saint among the three people escaped the attack range of hundreds of huge palms with strong strength, while Xiang Juetian and He Xiangkong did not escape and fell into the cover of hundreds of huge palms.

Under the interspersed attack of these hundreds of huge palms, Xiang Juetian and He Xiangkong, who were constantly dodging, only persisted for a moment and were caught by the two huge palms. Although the two tried their best to break free from the control of the palms, it was useless. The two huge palms were only With a strong grip, a stream of blood spewed out of their mouths and were seriously injured. The huge tornado controlled by the two and the silver light net wrapped in the shadow demon were instantly out of control, disintegrating into countless mysterious energy and dissipated in the air.

Suddenly, a black light shot out of the black energy ** in the sky and injected it into the top of the head of the shadow demon.

The shadow demon that began to fuse again laughed proudly: "Gaga, the little master dares to offend me. I want to let you know how miserable it will be to offend me. I will let you dry the last drop of blood before you die, quack..."

As soon as the words of the shadow demon fell, I saw black spikes suddenly born in the hearts of the two huge palms that grabbed the huge palms of Juetian and He Xiangkong. This black spikes directly pierced into the bodies of the two people. Suddenly, a stream of blood flowed out along these spikes and was absorbed by the huge palm. .

In the miserable shouts of Xiang Juetian and He Xiangkong, the Shadow Demon laughed proudly, as if he was enjoying the delicious food: "Gaga, the qi and blood of the master-level master is indeed extraordinary, delicious, delicious, quack..."

At this time, with the sound of a metal impact of "Karakara Kara...", hundreds of thick silver chains suddenly shot from a distance. These silver chains quickly entangled the hundreds of huge palms transformed by the shadow, especially It was the two huge palms that grabbed the huge palms of Xiang Juetian and He Xiangkong, and were tightly wrapped by dozens of silver chains. Then the dozens of silver chains were strangled hard, and the two huge palms were suddenly strangled into countless black powders.

The huge palm was destroyed, and the two immediately got out of them, but at this time, both of them were obviously seriously injured, and even it became difficult to fly. Seeing that the two were about to be caught by the other two huge palms that attacked next to them, two thick silver chains suddenly rolled up the two and pulled them out. .

"Humph!"

Shadow Demon was obviously very dissatisfied with the blood food that had been taken away from his mouth. With his cold hum, hundreds of huge palms suddenly shook together and got rid of the entanglement of silver chains. Then these huge palms reversed and went to grab those silver chains, but at this time, hundreds of silver The color chain suddenly blurred, and then disappeared. Only a silver chain in the air rapidly contracted out of the control of the huge palm.

In the air thousands of meters away from the Shadow Sky Demon, a thick silver chain is like a flexible python, dancing around the evil saint, while Xiang Juetian and He Xiangkong are weakly floating on the opposite side of the evil saint. However, at this moment, neither of them care about their injuries. The two are just a kind of He looked at the thick silver chain around the evil saint's body with unbelievable eyes.

"Unintentional chain? Is this an unintentional chain?" He Xiangkong stared at the thick silver chain coiled around the evil saint. In his impression, there seemed to be only one person who used the chain to form the original Xuanbing, and his strength had reached the level of a great master, but he had seen that person, which was completely different from the appearance of the evil saint.

"How can it be? How can you be him?" He Xiangkong suddenly looked at the evil saint and shouted in disbelief.

"Old He, there is nothing impossible!" Xiang Juetian next to him suddenly said with a wry smile, "In those years, a strong man at the level of a great master suddenly appeared on the mainland. We have been guessing who this great master, who is known as the evil saint, is? We all feel that this evil saint seems to have known each other, but because the skills used by the evil saint are different from his, we have put down our doubts in our hearts. But now that we think about it, he once said that we should create a set of skills that are different from the current mysterious master. Now it seems that his skills have been created!"

"I'm just curious!" Speaking to Juetian, he suddenly looked directly at the evil saint and said as if to himself, "Li Wuxin, a free prodigal son who has been traveling around the world for two hundred years, has been mysterious and is known as the first master in the world. Why has his appearance changed so much that he has become like this so that his old friends can no longer recognize you. Here we go!"

Li Wuxin, the prodigal son of Xiaoyao?

Xiang Juetian actually said that the evil saint was the first master among the twelve masters. Li Wuxin, the free prodigal son who had always seen the head and the end of the dragon, and for this, He Xiangkong next to him did not deny it?

Looking at the eyes of the two people, the evil saint smiled indifferently and said, "Ha ha, you two, I haven't seen you for a long time!"