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Chapter 261: Stormy and Precarious, Self-Created Kung Fu

Chapter 261: Stormy and Precarious, Self-Created Kung Fu

As the heir to this great empire.

The third prince's appearance was not handsome, but he was definitely intimidating enough.

Not only was his body terrifyingly huge, but he was also covered in pitch-black iron armor. Crimson flames burned in the air around him, and extremely dense black energy dripped from his body like liquid. With a hissing sound, it splashed into sparks and blazing white flames.

His eyes were bloodshot and he had no hair, but beneath his smooth scalp were thick blood vessels that protruded outward like dragons.

The heir of the empire held an oak-sized scepter in his left hand. It was more like a giant war hammer than a scepter. A cruel, scarlet halberd pierced into the body of a powerful demon god, and the law of time froze it in the moment of death, and it suffered torture in the eternal years that followed.

The demon's skinned, twisted and horrifying body became the main body of the scepter.

When the third prince waved the scepter in his hand, a creepy scream burst out from the void.

The third prince's right hand transformed into a claw.

It was a giant claw that was powerful enough to tear the world apart, holding a long sword of evil energy bathed in black fire.

Since the founding of the empire, there have been thousands of years of war and ten heavenly expeditions, and no less than a hundred demons have fallen under this sword alone.

The third prince took a deep breath.

He exuded a burning breath of sulfur and iron blood, spraying it on King Dingxuan's body.

The inhuman power contained in it almost singed his hair.

"You are injured." The Third Prince who descended from the sky with the help of a ritual was clearly an illusion, but during the conversation, the strong majesty exuded by the Third Prince made people subconsciously ignore this point. Instead, King Dingxuan, who knelt in front of him, seemed a little insignificant.

"My lord, I had a fight with King Qingyang not long ago." King Dingxuan lowered his head and answered in a low voice.

"No, you are hiding something from me." The Third Prince frowned. "Look into my eyes. What are you afraid of? Do you think I can't see that there is still another person's aura in you. You are so young, passionate, and full of energy. This power is enviable."

"You failed in the matter on Skull Plain." The third prince spoke after a moment of silence.

King Dingxuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Marpa was killed right after he was released. Because of the Seed of Destruction, the Skull Plain will soon transform into a mythical battlefield. By then, the seven states of Jiang and E will fall, and even the thirteen states of Changyue may be threatened."

"So, my blood pill..." The third prince's voice became deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be two flames burning in his scarlet pupils.

Release the demon and cause chaos with the Seed of Destruction.

In the chaos, he harvested blood and flesh essence wantonly, and used the lives of 8.88 million people to refine the legendary forbidden blood pill. This would assist in the breakthrough, so that he could inherit the throne in a logical way and safely pass through this turbulent period of power transfer.

It seems that King Dingxuan is the mastermind behind all the events that happened on Skull Plain.

In fact, it was just a cover for the third prince.

But I never expected that Su Heng would show up halfway.

The demon god Marpa had been imprisoned for more than two thousand years and did not realize that the times today were completely different from the past.

The era when the demon god was high above and harmed others was long gone. This guy didn't think of using the Seed of Destruction to secretly restore his strength, but instead rushed forward carelessly.

As a result, less than half a day after he escaped, he was pinned to death on the spot by Su Heng.

This situation came about due to a combination of coincidences.

The Third Prince fell silent, but his expression became uglier. His pale face was covered with a layer of dark red light, and he looked like a swollen and inhuman corpse. Even as powerful as the Heavenly King, King Dingxuan felt a strong sense of discomfort when facing the Third Prince.

He lowered his head deeply, shrouded in shadows, "Taking advantage of the opening of the Myth Battlefield, perhaps we can restart the blood pill refining process."

"No!"

The Third Prince shook his head, "This is too dangerous."

"If I make a big fuss about this, my father will be very disappointed in me if he knows about it." The third prince shook his head and said, "My eldest brother is dead, and my father doesn't have much time left. I don't want to, and I can't, let my father down. I absolutely can't."

"Then..." King Dingxuan looked worried.

"It's not your fault." The Third Prince waved his hand and said, "Since he was able to injure you, it means that he has also touched the Heavenly King Realm."

"Tell me what that man's name is."

"Su Heng." King Dingxuan replied.

"Su Heng..." The Third Prince nodded slightly, "Give me a copy of his detailed information later."

"I'm looking for you for another matter this time." The third prince said in a deep voice, "According to the information collected by the Yiluansi spies, the King of Qingyang seems to be attacking Hunxi Mountain. Behind Hunxi Mountain is Longyuan. Legend has it that it is the place where real dragons lie dormant. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Help me figure this out and tell me what King Qingyang is planning to do."

"Understood." King Dingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "I will definitely live up to the trust of the Lord."

"Now the empire seems to be thriving and flourishing." The third prince sighed suddenly, a barely perceptible trace of fatigue flashing across his eyes, "but in reality, it is facing internal and external troubles and is in a precarious situation. Now that I am in the East Palace, my every move is being watched by countless people."

"The Immortal Sect, the destructive power in Changshengtian, and the countries in the outer sea... hehe."

The Third Prince reached out and patted King Dingxuan on the shoulder. "There aren't many people I can trust, and you're one of them. Don't let me down again."

"I will sacrifice my life until I die," King Dingxuan replied.

"Just do your best in everything you can do." The Third Prince nodded with satisfaction, "And your injuries..."

"Later, I will send someone to bring you a Dragon and Tiger Great Rejuvenation Pill, plus the magic weapons hidden in the palace. You can choose one. By then, even if you face King Qingyang again, you will be able to fight, and you won't be as embarrassed as you are today." The third prince said leisurely. The incense sticks in the incense burner were about to burn out, leaving a large piece of white ash, and the figure of the third prince became more and more illusory.

Hear this.

Even someone as calm and composed as King Dingxuan could see an irrepressible joy flash across his face.

Just as he was about to thank him, the Third Prince waved his hand and said, "There's no need to say these polite words between you and me."

boom!
The last wisp of incense burned out.

In the hall, the shadow of the third prince also completely dissipated.

The door behind him opened, King Dingxuan stood up, took a step out, and stood on the threshold of the hall.

A ray of golden sunlight sprinkled on his face, and his frown relaxed slightly, and he clenched his fists. His chest rose and fell several times, and then his boiling heart gradually calmed down, and soon disappeared in the bright sunlight.

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On the other side, outside Xuantian Mansion.

On the Qinglan River, Su Heng took a step forward and left the battlefield.

He landed on a barren mountain in the distance, took a deep breath, freed himself from all the amplification states, and returned to normal. The second heart also fell silent, and a large amount of waste heat was released through the skin. The entire mountain was ignited, and then further melted the rocks.

From a distance, it looked like a volcanic eruption, with black smoke billowing and large amounts of dark red magma rolling down the hillside.

This amazing phenomenon lasted for a full quarter of an hour before gradually dissipating.

During this process, Su Heng was also frowning and reflecting.

Compared with the King of Heaven, his spiritual foundation is still slightly inferior. This time in the fight with King Dingxuan, he seems to have the upper hand.

But in fact, he still got an advantage. If King Dingxuan had not been injured, then even if Su Heng could win, it would not be as easy as it is now, and he would be in a very embarrassing situation.

"How can we improve our spiritual strength quickly? It seems a bit slow to just rely on the natural growth of our physical strength."

After all, except the king.

The mythical battlefield on the Skeleton Plain is about to open, and it is inevitable that we will encounter demons who are good at the spiritual realm.

You still have to prepare in advance and not leave any shortcomings for yourself.

Swish!
at this time.

Su Heng raised his eyebrows, and a light flashed in his mind.

"I remember that before the tomb of Dragon King Anshelie was opened, it had swallowed Xie Linyuan's soul. I checked his memory and saw a Buddha statue in his memory. The Buddha statue was broken, and then my mental power seemed to have gained a very obvious growth..."

Su Heng touched his chin, his eyes gradually brightened, "I wonder if this method can be replicated."

You can try it.

This is also simple, just find the Demon Elephant Gate.

The Demon Elephant Sect used to be a formidable opponent, and there seemed to be some powerful people at the level of Heavenly Ghost inside.

But now, the Demon Elephant Gate was like an ant in front of him. He could easily kill seven or eight of them while peeing. They were not threatening at all. Moreover... Su Heng's thoughts gradually expanded, and soon he had more ideas.

He took out the "Seed of Destruction" from his arms.

The heart-shaped "Seed of Destruction" beat slowly and rhythmically in Su Heng's hand.

The "Seed of Destruction" was the root cause of the birth of strange beasts. The pollution it left behind even tortured the divine beast Golden Crow to death.

As an ancient artifact from Changshengtian, the power it displays is actually "erosion" and "assimilation".

Skillful!

Su Heng also acquired a secret technique in the Dharma King Temple - the Great Technique of Transforming into a Demon.

This magical skill is somewhat similar to the Star-Absorbing Art, which can forcibly plunder the power of others and transfer it to oneself.

Su Heng used to think that this secret technique was useless.

This is because the various forces gathered in the body will conflict with each other and cause harm.

But if he could master the Seed of Destruction and use its power of "corrosion" and "assimilation" to pollute and merge these forces, then theoretically, his Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique would have no restrictions and would be transformed into a new technique with great power and broad prospects.

If we use this newly born technique as a foundation, and add the special power contained in the looted Buddha statue, then...

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Su Heng's mind.

I feel like trying it out and want to find a place to retreat and do something great right away.

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(End of this chapter)

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