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Chapter 432 The True Way to Open the Demon God's Body
The entire Wangyou Mountain became a scene of extreme defeat because of the battle between Lu Yuanzhi and the Demon King.

The saying that when gods fight, mortals suffer is not just a joke.

How many demon soldiers died from the wind blades shot by Demon Emperor Ji, and how many Yong soldiers died under Lu Yuanzhi's ice chips?

Only the leading demon general Yong Jiang still had some ability to protect themselves, but that was all. Apart from resisting the aftermath of the battle between the Demon King and Lu Yuanzhi, they could not do anything else.

And under Lu Yuanzhi's strenuous delay.

The suppression brought by the Confucian and Taoist formation will continue to grow until it reaches its peak.

“Buzz!!!!”

An extremely bright white light flashed between heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs."

A mysterious Confucian and Taoist voice resounded throughout the entire Wangyou Mountain.

"If they are not of my kind, their hearts must be different, so I must control them with force!"

Another voice of Confucianism and Taoism resounded.

In an instant, all the demons in Wangyou Mountain vomited blood.

Those demon soldiers could still survive, but after this roar, they instantly fainted on the ground and became lambs to be slaughtered.

Seeing this scene, Ji Xuan in the tent flashed a relaxed smile, and wrinkles appeared on his old face:
"Too few. It would be better if the Demon King led all the demons this time..."

At this point, he shook his head and laughed at himself:

"You're thinking too much. But if we can trap the Demon King to death here, what can the demons outside do?"

The Yong soldiers on the battlefield seized this opportunity and killed all the demon soldiers who were unconscious on the ground with their swords in the shortest time possible.

Then, under the general's order, they withdrew from the battlefield, leaving the battlefield to General Lu and the Demon King.

And on the battlefield, there were only Lu Yuanzhi and the Demon King.

There are also Ye Qinglian and Chao Xian.

At this moment, Chao Xian's mind instantly became dazed after hearing the extremely oppressive Confucian and Taoist voice.

His vision was a little blurry. As he looked, he saw more than a dozen figures of Ye Qinglian appear in the air, each of which was rushing towards him from a different direction.

"what!!!"

Chao Xian's spirit was somewhat collapsed, but he still held on to the last bit of clarity in his mind. He bit his tongue hard, and the great pain made him regain some rationality.

"Die."

When Ye Qinglian saw Chao Xian who had gone a little crazy, her eyes were still calm without a trace of pity.

The area around him suddenly burst into an incomparable green light. The next moment, his sword was shining with green light, and his body left a faint afterimage.

"Shh!"

The sword light has already arrived beside Chao Xian.

"what!!"

Chao Xian was about to dodge, but because of the suppression of the Confucian and Taoist formation, the demonic power in his body was no longer under control, and it ran rampant in his body, even crushing his internal organs.

He tried to move again, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened in anger, his internal organs flowed along his intestines into his mouth, spurting out pieces of bloody and soft flesh.

At this time, Ye Qinglian's sword also reached the depth of his throat.

"scoff~"

The long sword successfully pierced into the throat, causing a splash of blood.

"Ho~ho~"

Chao Xian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out. He used up the last of his strength and turned his body towards the Demon King who was fighting with Lu Yuanzhi not far away.

A smile appeared on his face.

Father.

I, your son, have died on the battlefield.

"Bang!!!"

The next moment, Chao Xian lay straight on the ground, with a cloud of blue-gray flying everywhere.

"Whoo~"

Seeing Chao Xian finally fall to the ground, Ye Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, swung his sword, and then expressionlessly put away the sword and walked to Chao Xian's body. After checking that the body was completely dead and there was no one, he slowly withdrew from the battlefield.

It’s not that he didn’t want to stand close and observe the war between Lu Yuanzhi and the Demon King.

However, the floating ice fragments and hurricane-force winds on the battlefield made it difficult for him to stand.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

After returning to the tent, Ye Qinglian bowed lightly to Mr. Ji.

"Ah."

Ji Xuan's eyes were fixed on Lu Yuanzhi and the Demon King who were fighting.

At this moment, only Lu Yuanzhi and the Demon King were left on the battlefield.

All the demon soldiers are dead.

Chao Xian was also stabbed to death by Ye Qinglian under the suppression of the Confucian and Taoist formation.

Now in the entire Wangyou Mountain, the only demon clan force left is the Demon King.

Can you stand alone or be in control of the world?

"hehe."

The Demon King naturally also felt the opening of the Confucian and Taoist formation at this time.

The demonic power in the body became somewhat agitated under the pressure of the Confucian formation.

And the amazing defense of his demon king body seemed to become weak at this moment.

"Ding!!"

Lu Yuanzhi's narrow knife slashed at the Demon King again.

What was different from before was that this time Lu Yuanzhi's attack left a bloody mark on the Demon King's arm.

The bloodstain was oozing blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt relieved.

In Lu Yuanzhi's heart, the Demon King is not so invincible.

And in Ji Xuan's heart...

At this moment, he looked at his dying old friend with an extremely complicated expression.

"Cough cough."

In the tent, Marquis Weiwu slowly woke up. His face, which had originally had some spirit, had now become extremely dull. There was no doubt that this marquis, who had made great military achievements in the Great Yong Empire, had reached the end of his life at this moment.

"Damn it."

Weiwu Hou's voice was extremely weak.

"father!!!!"

Wu Qianfeng could no longer control himself and crawled to the front of Weiwu Hou, already crying:

"Dad!! How are you?!"

"This time I'm really going to die. If I want to set up this formation, how can I do it without making some sacrifices?"

A relaxed smile appeared on Weiwu Hou's face. He slowly raised his withered hand and touched Wu Qianfeng's head:

"Boy, follow Lu Yuanzhi and get along well with him. Maybe you can climb higher than me."

Wu Qianfeng was not listening to any of these words at this moment. He just kept crying like a child.

"I don't want you to die... Dad..."

"In order for more people to live, someone has to sacrifice, right?"

Weiwu Hou smiled very freely. He shifted his gaze and looked towards Ji Xuan in the crowd:
"Come here, old man."

Hearing this, Ji Xuan came to Weiwu Hou without saying a word, his turbid eyes were full of bloodshot.

"Burn more paper for me."

The eyes of the mighty Marquis were clear.

"rest assured."

Ji Xuan took a deep breath and nodded.

Weiwu Hou looked at Ji Xuan with a smile and said:
"At this moment, I really want to compose a poem..."

Ji Xuan moved his lips:
"You said."

"Cough cough~"

Blood was coughed out of Weiwu Hou's throat without any cost, but he remained calm and his smile was still carefree:

"When I left Beijing for Chongbei, I wrote the first half of the poem on the way."

As he spoke, he slowly fell into memories and said in a leisurely voice:

"No one sees me off when I leave Beijing and head north, I only embrace the west wind as my old friend..."

"This second half..."

"I have been buried in the mountains for more than two years, and I have sacrificed my loyalty to my country until the sun sets." At this point, Weiwu Hou smiled in silence, and shook his head and said:

"I don't have any hobbies in this life. The first thing I want to do is to hear you and Jianhong call me daddy. The second thing is... to taste the passion of the girls in the north..."

At this point, his voice became weaker and weaker:
"Just shout once, I'll go downstairs and listen to Jianhong's shout..."

"father."

Ji Xuan's voice was hoarse and tears were flowing uncontrollably.

After wiping away the tears, look back.

The old friend has fallen into eternal sleep with a satisfied smile on his face, and his arm has silently slid to the ground.

"father!!!!!"

Wu Qianfeng's voice was extremely sad.

……

On the battlefield, Lu Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the Demon King in front of him.

He had just fought countless sword battles with the Demon King.

Naturally, he could feel the Demon King's gradually declining aura.

At this time, the black narrow knife had left no less than ten cuts on the Demon King's body.

There was blood all over.

At this moment, the Demon King no longer had his previous majesty, and his entire body looked miserable.

"Boy, it's been so long and the Imperial Master hasn't come yet. It seems like he really won't come."

There was a hint of weirdness on the Demon King's body full of eyes. At this moment, when the two of them separated after a move, the eyes on his head became intriguing.

Lu Yuanzhi was not willing to waste time talking to him. He could feel that his demon god body could not last much longer.

"Die."

Another cold light flashed. Now, with the dual blessing of being a third-grade warrior and the body of a demon god, every strike of Lu Yuanzhi contained unparalleled power.

"So, I will use all my strength."

After the Demon King dodged Lu Yuanzhi's attack, his voice became extremely quiet:

"This move was originally prepared for the Imperial Master, but I didn't expect it to be used on you first."

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi felt a little heavy in his heart.

But he still said nothing and slashed again and again with the knife.

"hehe."

The Demon King smiled strangely, and the next moment, his body suddenly raised up, and a head broke out from his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a black light flashed, and the Demon King's huge body suddenly shrank.

A strange face appeared in front of Lu Yuanzhi.

No different from humans.

He is somewhat similar to Chao Yue who came to Dayong as an envoy.

But there is no red mole between the eyebrows.

"Is this your true face?"

Looking at the Demon King who had shrunk into a human form in front of him, Lu Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes.

"hehe."

The Demon King felt the explosive power all over his body, with a smile on his face:
"Do you think that after I suffered a loss from the Confucian and Taoist formation, I never thought about how to break it when I returned?"

Lu Yuanzhi's heart suddenly sank.

"Aliens will be affected by the Confucian formation, but what if I become a human?"

The Demon King's voice was extremely arrogant, and he looked at Lu Yuanzhi with mockery in his eyes:

"The world has changed."

The next moment, the Demon King suddenly moved towards Lu Yuanzhi.

The speed was so fast that Lu Yuanzhi couldn't see his movements clearly.

"Bang!!!"

Lu Yuanzhi raised his chin high and flew towards the sky uncontrollably.

When the Demon King saw this scene, the smile on his face became more obvious. He said hatefully:
"I was going to hide this move until the very end. Boy, since you have forced me to use it, then you can become my nourishment!!"

As he said this, his expression turned ruthless and he started chasing after Lu Yuanzhi.

Lu Yuanzhi just felt dizzy and his brain was splitting. The attack from the Demon King just now really made him feel the gap.

Damn it, he really didn't expect that the Demon King actually had this trump card.

Such a clear mind.

Since the demon race is affected by the Confucian and Taoist formation, what if I become a human? ?

Such a sharp idea, why didn't I think of it?
"Bang!!!"

Another blow, Lu Yuanzhi only felt a violent impact on his abdomen, and an incomparable pain came from his stomach.

The next moment, he fell to the ground uncontrollably at an extremely fast speed.

"Haha! Don't worry, when you die, your wife, children and friends will follow you!"

The Demon King's voice was extremely ferocious.

Lu Yuanzhi fell heavily to the ground.

A thick stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

There were pieces of internal organs mixed in with the blood.

At this moment, Lu Yuanzhi's face was extremely pale.

"Boom bang bang..."

Only his still beating heart reminded him that he was not dead yet.

He saw that the Demon King’s next attack was about to fall on him.

A fierce look flashed across Lu Yuanzhi's eyes:
"Time is quiet!!!!"

The next moment, as Lu Yuanzhi's voice sounded, a gray mixed with white area instantly drifted slowly around.

The whole space fell into silence.

The wind stopped and the leaves on the trees stopped moving.

All the birds above the battlefield stopped in the air.

"Cough cough."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at it intently.

The Demon King’s arrogant face was very close to him, and his fist was less than two centimeters away from him.

Obviously, if he had used his domain a moment later, he would have most likely gone to see the King of Hell...

Lu Yuanzhi stood up from the ground with great difficulty, holding a knife in his hand, and staggered towards the still body of the Demon King...

"If you go there like this, you will definitely die."

An extremely gentle voice sounded in my ears.

Hearing this voice, Lu Yuan was stunned. He looked at his heart in horror:
"It's useless to you??!!"

Time domain, this is Lu Yuanzhi’s biggest secret!!
Never exposed in front of anyone.

Unexpectedly, this secret was first known by the Skytail Demon King in the body.

"I am inside your body, so naturally I am not affected by your physical realm."

Tianwei's voice was still gentle. She did not give Lu Yuanzhi time to speak and continued:
“Your domain is indeed complicated, but you cannot kill the Faceless Demon King now.”

"Why?"

Lu Yuanzhi's voice was solemn.

"He burned the body of the Demon King to temporarily transform his body into a human body. He is not that easy to kill. His current strength is equivalent to that of your human warriors... the second rank."

"Hi~"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi took a breath.

Second rank? ?
How long has it been since the human race had a second-grade warrior? !
"Now what?"

Lu Yuanzhi asked in a muffled voice.

"Give me control of your body, and I will tell you the true use of the Demon God Body."

Tianwei's voice was also solemn:

"The true use of the demon god's body is not brute force."

Um? ?

When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, his eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)