Chapter 236 Demon King of War

Yang Fan had already hid in the Xumi space with the demon at this time. Of course, he would not know what happened outside. Because of this, the strong som explosion did not have any impact on him.

After waiting for a few breaths, he came out of the Xumi space and looked around him. The ground was deeply trapped in a huge pit. Neither Jiuyou Demon King nor Wuyazi could stand up, and they all fell on the ground without any turbulence.

Between the head and eyebrows of the nine demon king, that is, the Yintang cave was condensed into a rune by blood, which was sealed by it. His eyes were closed and his nose was breathless, just like death.

And a bloody breath is slowly forming on the Baihui hole on Wuyazi's head, but in a moment, it becomes the place of a gengod.

I saw this bloody gentine laughing crazily and said, "Haha... I, Wei Wuya, have been cultivating immortals for thousands of years, and I have to meet the body of the demon king and the god of war. It's really my endless blood of the moon god!" Looking at the huge body of Jiuyou Demon King, the wounds on his body are beginning to heal at a slow speed, and even new skeletons and blood meridians have begun to emerge on the limbs. If Wu Yazi hadn't seen all this with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe it was true.

"The body of the God of War really lives up to its reputation. What is the treasure of heaven and earth? This magic body is the real treasure of heaven and earth! The treasures of the nine heavens in the whole secret world are unwilling to be exchanged for this demon body! Haha..."

After saying that, his yuan god flashed his body and turned into a blood light to the head of the Jiuyou Demon King.

When Yang Fan saw this scene, the haze in his heart emerged and hummed coldly. A dragon bullet quickly condensed in his hand, which was about to disperse the soul of the yuan god of the cliff-free son. However, the changes in the world are always unpredictable.

At this time, a fiery giant tripod absorbed this primordial spirit, and Wu Yazi howled and couldn't help rolling in the giant tripod, refining and burning it.

"Ah..." His sad screams spread far away, and the harsh sound made people frown.

"Who... get out..." His shouts were unwilling and infuriating. When he worked hard to defeat the Jiuyou Demon King and was about to share the fruits of victory, such a guy suddenly appeared and robbed his booty.

From the array of sealing the old demon king, an old man with a broken arm rose. His body was scorched, gray, his head was empty, and his eyes were joking. He said proudly, "Wei Wuya... I heard all the things just now. It turned out that you were the remnants of the moon temple and fled. The West Elder Guard has no cliff. However, your appearance makes me very curious. As I expected, the Moon Temple had been annihilated in the dust of history more than 2,000 years ago. How can the rest of your dog survive for so long? Not only that, but I can also enter the secret world and know about the Nine Demon King, which I am very interested in.

Endless longevity is more important to monks than any natural treasure. As long as you can have a long life, all of this will be readily available in the future.

The man with a broken arm in front of him is the old man Sun Diancheng. At that time, he couldn't flatter him, but his hand was cut off by the Jiuyou Demon King, which can be said to be heartbreaking. After that, Zhong Qu and Jiuyou Demon King fought, and there were immortal flames everywhere. After suffering several immortal flames, he panicked and hid in the trap of the formation of sealing Jiuyou Demon King.

But he never thought that it was this formation site that saved his life. The remaining array fluctuations here completely covered his breath. No one on the scene could have expected the existence of such a guy in the array. No one expected that Sun Diancheng, whose arm was cut off at that time, would survive. Even the two founders, Zhong Qu and Jiuyou Demon King, thought that he had died under the flames.

But it was this old man who was forgotten by everyone who unexpectedly survived and listened to the dialogue between Jiuyou Demon King and Wei Wuya word for word. At the last critical moment, he suddenly took action to absorb and refine the other party's out-of-body primority with a huge tripod, and wanted to get out the other party's mouth.

Yang Fan was also very surprised to see Sun Diencheng's appearance, but what the other party asked was exactly what he wanted to know. In other words, Sun Diancheng worked hard in front of him and sat in the back to enjoy his success. Isn't this the treatment of the guests? So, he and the demon continued to lurk and hide aside to watch the good play.

Liu Meier and others, who were a few miles away, were also very surprised when they saw Sun Diencheng, and Zhong Qu was even more clamouring to go up and clean up the door.

But he was soon pulled by Yang Shiyun and Yang Hong to prevent him from going out.

"Grandpa, calm down. With your current situation, you are not Sun Diancheng's opponent at all. You can only die when you go out."

Zhong Qu roared anly, "I can lose to him!!" In fact, he also knew that he was lucky not to die in the battle with the Jiuyou Demon King. The strength of the other party was far better than his own. His physical strength alone was strong, not to mention that he is exhausted now. There are few intact places on his body, and he can barely stand.

Yang Hong took his arm and comforted him, "Grandpa, don't worry, isn't my master still here?"

Zhong Qu was stunned when he heard the words and muttered, "He? Can he do it? Sun Diancheng is a Yuanying monk..."

"Master will definitely do it!" The two little guys said with one voice.

"I said something wrong again. Then let's wait and see."

Yang Fan was full of his ears and listened to Sun Diancheng's conversation with Wei Wuya. He was already ten sure that it was this guy who stole the fruit tree of the Holy Spirit with a blood spell. He is also very well aware of the abilities of those guys of the Moon God Sect. Far away, it can be seen from the strangeness of Yuan Batian and Lu Xinyan.

Wei Wuya is receiving the pain of soul extraction and marrow refining. The feeling that life is worse than death is the first time I have personally experienced it.

" Stop... Stop... I said, I'll say it all..."

Hearing this, Sun Diancheng paused the action in his hand and said coldly, "From the truth, if there is half a false word, I will teach you to lose your soul in an instant!"

Wei Wuya's face was very painful and said sluggishly, "I said yes, but you must let me go afterwards!" Otherwise, even if you kill me now, you won't get any news from me!"

He is fearless. If the other party wants to get the secret of longevity, he will not kill himself. He knows this better than anyone else.

Sun Diancheng turned his eyes and agreed, "This old man can promise you, but if I know that what you said is not true..."

"Wait, there is no basis for your words. If you regret the promise, won't I work hard!" No cliff is cunning.

Sun Diancheng's eyes were wide open, and the flame in the magic weapon rose again, covering all his genfold.

However, this time his calculation was wrong, and the other party gritted his teeth and said nothing. No matter how Sun Diencheng tortured him, the other party did not scream at all. Before long, seeing that the other party's bloody yuan god was about to disappear, Sun Diancheng had no choice but to stop.

"You are very tenacious. Tell me, what are your conditions?"

Wei Wuya is not solid, and it seems that there is a danger of collapse at any time.

"Blet me out... I... I want blood... I..."

His tone was as intermittent as a dying person. Sun Diancheng also frowned slightly and regretted that he was too impatient. If he refined the other party into nothingness, wouldn't the biggest secret be buried in the dust forever?

"Blood?" He looked around and saw that Wei Wuya's body was still bleeding, so he walked over.

If he had been able to release his divine consciousness to watch the battle and see that Wei Wuya controlled his blood to defeat the Jiuyou Demon King, he would never dare to let the other party touch the blood stains.

When Yang Fan saw this scene from afar, he only showed a meaningful smile. Maybe he would have saved himself from handing out killing tricks for a while.

Sure enough, when Sun Diancheng had no doubt about it, Wei Wuya's yuan spirit was pinched in his hand, and he immediately launched a killing move when he touched the blood on the ground.

The feeling like acupuncture instantly spread into Sun Diancheng's limbs. There was a scream in his mouth, and the fire of Zhenyuan rose in his hand, trying to refine Wei Wuya into nothingness.

However, he underestimated the other party's ability.

With the blood, Wei Wuya's yuan god penetrated into the palace hole from Sun Diancheng's palm and fell into the sea in the body of the other party's Yuanying, so that Sun Diancheng couldn't help rolling and howling on the ground.

When Yang Fan saw such a scene, he just smiled gently, so he flashed to his side with the demon spirit and smiled, "It's so lively here. How can such an interesting thing be without me?"