Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 785 Song Zhao wants you to die in one moment, and will never let you die in the next moment
On Fuming Mountain.

Song Ciwan stood in the air and placed his hand lightly above the huge black and white head of the Iron Demon Saint.

This action caused the green bamboo behind the Iron Demon Saint to sway suddenly without wind, making a rustling sound that was deafening.

The Iron-toothed Demon Saint seemed to have an instinctive attempt to dodge, but Song Ciwan was very fast. Her palms were suspended in the air, and in just a ten-thousandth of a second, a faint white light suddenly lit up from the broken ears on both sides of the Iron-toothed Demon Saint.

The white light brought a powerful supernatural power. Even the body of the ancient demon saint began to surge with flesh and blood under the white light, and life was born.

In a short while, the Iron Demon Saint's broken ears grew back and returned to normal.

However, the new short black hair that had grown on the upper part of the broken ear looked brighter than the other old hair. The Iron-Smashing Demon Saint couldn't help but stretch out his furry giant paw and touch the new ear again.

Song Ciwan smiled slightly and said, "Siron-smacking Demon Saint, since we are friends, we naturally have to give each other a gift. This is the gift I give you. Are you satisfied, Iron-smacking Demon Saint?"

The Iron Demon Saint moved his newly grown round ears. He felt quite satisfied, but also felt like something seemed wrong.

It thought for a moment, stretched out its hand and plucked a leaf from the giant bamboo behind it, handed it to Song Ciwan and said, "This is the leaf of the innate spiritual root bitter bamboo. Carrying it with you can suppress the inner demons, attract spiritual energy, enhance your understanding, and cleanse your distracting thoughts. My friend, this is my return gift to you."

Hey, this giant beast actually gave Song Ciwan a gift in return.

Song Ciwan took away the huge bamboo leaf with a smile and sent it into the Canghai Cave.

Finally, her eyes fell on the ground at the top of Fuming Mountain.

Curled up here is a nine-headed lion that seems to have been forgotten. The nine-headed lion originally had nine heads, but now only one head is left with a trace of breath left.

All its flesh and blood fell off under Song Ciwan's judgment, and its soul was tortured by wind, fire, ice and knife, and it was in endless pain every moment.

The most painful thing was that its heads were destroyed one by one, and it could only watch itself go to destruction without any power to resist.

Even though it used all its magical powers to try to fight for a chance of survival, it was all in vain.

Just as it used to eat humans, it would cut open the pregnant mother alive. It ate her bones and blood right in front of her eyes, making her eyes bloodshot and she grab the ground in anger. She watched her struggle and resist in every way, but she was powerless to do anything.

At that time, the nine-headed lion would feel a sense of pleasure like drinking sweet rain in the dog days of summer.

Later, it gradually felt that simply watching others suffer was not interesting enough, and it came up with all kinds of strange and bizarre ways of cannibalizing people.

The most interesting one is to call the best chef of the human race and order him to cook for your loved ones...

Hehe, the nine-headed lion watched in endless pain as its flesh and blood completely melted away and its skeleton began to turn into powder. All its meridians, internal organs, and demonic power left it.

At that moment, at this moment.

The human race at that time was as helpless as it is now.

It hurts so much…

But it couldn't resist, it really couldn't resist. All its supernatural powers and monstrous means were useless.

The Iron Demon Saint came, but did not save it.

Countless despair and hatred rolled out from the nine-headed lion's body, and the scales of heaven and earth took them all away.

[Demon Heart, the despair, pain, and resentment of the Demon Saint Nine-Headed Lion, ten pounds and one ounce, can be traded.]

[Demon's heart... seven pounds and eight ounces...]

[Demon's heart... four pounds and five ounces...]

There were so many evil hearts that the scale was pressed down.

Did the Nine-Headed Lion regret it?
No, not enough.

When his consciousness was about to end, the Nine-Headed Lion seemed to have ascended into the air at some point.

It saw that in the Lion Country, countless big and small monsters were bleeding in the sky.

A dense mass of black-clad Taoist soldiers flew out of the sky, like divine soldiers from heaven, and came to the demon country to attack. The nine-headed lion's eyes were bloodshot and filled with resentment.

It heard its own soul screaming: "No——"

"I am the demon saint of the Lion Country. Since you have already killed me, why do you want to kill the other little demons?"

"Do you really think that my demon race is incapable of great power?"

"You are bullying the weak and taking advantage of your power to kill everyone. The demon saints will not let you go! Ah——"

It cried out again, and the sound seemed to shake the past and present.

His painful voice echoed throughout the Nine Heavenly Demon Kingdoms, including the distant Kyushu.

Then, a cold female voice said calmly: "From today on, any demon in the world who eats humans again will be sentenced to death."

"Monsters don't eat humans, so they can be allies of the human race."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blazing rainbow light suddenly streaked across the night sky, dragging a long flame tail, and landed on the top of Fuming Mountain with a loud bang.

Song Ciwan's words actually provoked a response from the Heavenly Dao.

The blazing rainbow light penetrated the Iron Demon Saint's huge furry palm, leaving a deep imprint of the word "alliance" on its palm.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining rainbow light fell on the remaining half skeleton and weak head of the nine-headed lion.

boom--

The nine-headed lion's last scream came to an abrupt end.

The rainbow light passed through its body and soul, taking away its last bit of life.

The great Demon Saint died just like that!

[Death energy, the death of the demon saint nine-headed lion, seventy-four pounds and seven ounces, can be traded.]

[Resentment, the resentment of the death of the demon saint nine-headed lion, one hundred and forty-eight catties and two ounces, can be traded.]

[Bad luck, the bad luck of the death of the demon saint nine-headed lion, one hundred and twenty kilograms, can be traded. ]

……

The whole world was silent for a moment. After a moment, that familiar and majestic voice spread throughout the world: "In the 736th year of the Great Zhou Immortal Calendar, the Demon Saint Nine-Headed Lion died in the judgment of the Great Dao and returned to heaven."

A grand voice resounded through the sky, in the capital, in the main hall of the Xianwu Alliance.

The people in the main hall were basically the middle and high-level members of the Xianwu Alliance. At this moment, the people who were still gathered together and had not yet had time to disperse looked at each other, with disbelief and shock in their eyes.

Zhou Wuxiao swallowed his saliva and raised his hand to count the time: "From the time the leader said he was leaving to now, it was exactly a quarter of an hour."

If I say you will die in a quarter of an hour, then you will die in a quarter of an hour, even if the person facing you is a demon saint.

At this moment, Song Ciwan seemed to be killing the Demon Saint as easily as slaughtering a chicken, so much so that Zhou Wuxiao's vision was invisibly raised.

Rumbling--

At the same time, thunderclouds rose again.

The nine provinces and the nine kingdoms of heavenly demons all welcomed a spiritual rain at this time.

This spiritual rain came suddenly and quickly. When the rain fell, many cultivators felt that the true Qi and blood in their bodies were being purified in quality. Although the total amount did not increase because of this spiritual rain, the purity of the energy was obviously many times more precious than the increase.

That night, some people wandered outside the Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers Tower, while others were caught in the rain while taking the opportunity to quickly refine their internal energy.

Someone suddenly looked up at the floating fairy island in the sky and screamed in surprise.