Raising the Demon

Chapter 491
On the surface, Zi Baifeng has completely turned into a demon.

The death energy soaked in, turning Zi Baifeng's skin and body into that pitch black color.

He stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, still maintaining the appearance of using some secret technique before, and blue light shone from his fingertips, gradually extinguished, as if something important had disappeared.

"It's done." Mo Kun smiled, and the aura has been completely soaked successfully.

But after a while, Mo Kun couldn't laugh anymore, Zi Baifeng lay there, motionless, maintaining that posture all the time, unexpectedly...

"Failed to transform?" Mo Kun also has something similar to Zi Baifeng's "spiritual vision". In his opinion, although Zi Baifeng was infiltrated by the death energy at this time, the death energy in his body was also gone. When it sinks down, it doesn't seem to be circulating in a living thing, but it seems to be deposited in a stone or a handful of loess.

There is no doubt that Zi Baifeng is dead.

"Tch, brother, you overestimate this kid." A demon said.

Mo Kun shook his head slightly, but he didn't expect that he had misread it.

"It's a pity." Mo Kun sighed. It would be great if Zi Baifeng could transform into a real demon.

"Brother!" A voice came from behind, with a sense of warning, Mo Kun suddenly turned his head, and saw a person flying towards him accompanied by a demon.

That person was able to walk through the dead air, but his appearance was no different from that of ordinary people, except that there was a faint black air in his eyes.

There is no doubt that this person is the puppet of the magic doctor, and most of these puppets don't fight much now——

What Mo Kun doesn't know is that all the puppets implanted with demonic hearts that are good at fighting have been killed by Zi Baifeng and Hei Ri, and now the rest are some people who are not good enough, so naturally they can no longer be responsible for fighting. Important position.

These puppets are not as powerful as the demons now, but their biggest feature is loyalty. Their every move is completely controlled by the magic doctor, just like a part of the magic doctor's body. Through some kind of secret method, as long as the distance is not too far, Magic doctors can also observe through their senses, so they are the best choice as messengers.

"I have seen the envoy of Xinsi." Seeing this person, Mo Kun hurriedly bowed and saluted, not daring to neglect him in the slightest. Who knows if the magic doctor is watching behind his eyes.

"En." The man known as Xin Si's envoy nodded slightly, but did not return the salute.

Although they are the puppets of the magic doctor, their nature has not been erased. This envoy of Xinsi is obviously a relatively arrogant person, and he takes his respect for Mo Kun for granted, saying: "How is the battle going? Have you ever wiped out Intruders? The magic doctor ordered that the bodies of these people should be transported back. They will be very good materials and will be extremely useful to the magic doctor, especially that Zi Baifeng..."

"My lord..." Mo Kun stepped aside slightly, and pointed behind him. The Xinsi envoy looked at Zi Baifeng's body behind him, and was stunned.

There seemed to be another look in his eyes. He walked forward and circled Zi Baifeng, but he was heartbroken and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity that such a master was killed so quickly." Qi invasion... Eh, no, Zi Baifeng is always an expert no matter what, why is his body no different from that of ordinary people?"

What kind of eyes was the magic doctor hiding behind the envoy Xinsi? He glanced over, and Zi Baifeng, whose aura had faded, was no different from ordinary people at this time. No matter in terms of physical strength or blood in his body, he was still just an ordinary person. Not a monk.

"Oops, you've been tricked!" Messenger Xinsi stomped his feet suddenly, "Zi Baifeng must have found an ordinary person who looks similar to himself to paralyze you in place of the dead ghost, and he himself has obviously escaped! Chase me quickly! "

After Mo Kun heard it, he was startled. Although he felt that Zi Baifeng did not look like a fake, but the envoy Xinsi had already issued an order, so what could he do?He could only accept orders obediently and lead his men to rush to the periphery.

The envoy Xinsi didn't care about being reserved, he also followed behind, turned his head to look at the shield behind him, and snorted coldly: "Let you live a little longer!"

The death vortex was still there, and Zi Baifeng's body was lying there quietly. He put his hand between his eyebrows, and his whole body had become black and dry.

After a full day and night, Mo Kun and the others finally came back.

They were all dusty and frowned, Zi Baifeng really escaped?
How should they explain to the magic doctor?Now the magic doctor must still be busy with his big business, but when the magic doctor frees up his hand, what awaits them must be the wrath of thunder!
The envoy Xinsi shouted angrily: "Trash, every one of you is trash, let's see if the master will refine you all and turn them into golems!"

Although they themselves are also puppets, they have their own sense of autonomy and personality, and they can only be regarded as inferior to others, but if they are refined into magic puppets, they really completely lose their sense of autonomy and lose any trace of existence. , just one step away from fighting machines.

Therefore, even these puppets are extremely afraid of being refined into demon puppets. This is true for puppets, let alone demons.

"Hurry up and take down these people, and hand them all over to the magic doctor!" Xinsi envoy said angrily.

At this time, Mo Kun could no longer worry about their racial issues, so he could only look at each other with a few cronies around him, and walked towards the shield helplessly.

Elder Silver Wing and the others waited for a day and a night, but Zi Baifeng hadn't come back yet.

This day and night was so difficult that many people even wished that there was no such a batch of jade before, which would make them give up and not have to endure the subsequent suffering.

When Zi Baifeng left for the third hour, the two golden sword demons and a few little demons panicked.

They were connected with Zi Baifeng through the aura of Raising the Demon Art, but at this moment they clearly felt that their connection with Zi Baifeng had been cut off.

This kind of feeling made them feel bad. Seeing their reactions, Elder Silver Wing also felt bad, but he couldn't say anything discouraged at this time, he could only say: "Maybe it's because the vortex of death energy cut off the induction." , the death energy is so strong, it’s normal for you not to feel it.”

But how can this appease those monsters? The two golden sword monsters were about to rush out, but they were stopped by Elder Silver Wing. In Elder Yi's heart, he knew that maybe their feelings were correct, and that Zi Baifeng was really dead.

In this vortex of death energy, he could still last for several hours. If they weren't dragging him down, Zi Baifeng might have already escaped by himself.

Thinking of this, Elder Silver Wing had mixed feelings in his heart.

Losing support in his heart, Elder Silver Wing also felt a little self-abandoning. The disciples of Ying Longzong gradually became agitated, and he didn't bother to suppress it, so what if it was suppressed?Everyone was afraid that no one would be able to survive.

Only Elder Qingshan remained confident, appeasing everyone and presiding over the overall situation.

After a day and a night like this, I suddenly heard a loud shout from outside: "Listen up, people inside, Zi Baifeng is dead, you all have to catch him quickly, or you will be shot!"

Elder Silver Wing suddenly stood up, the endless waiting and despair had already made him a little crazy, he laughed loudly: "You try to kill your grandpa!"

At this time, it is definitely not wise to provoke again, but they can't bear it anymore, and they can't wait any longer.

"Boom!" A huge force suddenly hit the shield, and the whole shield shook for a while. With several hits in a row, the shield became unstable and cracked several gaps. Someone burst in through the gaps. Elder Silver Wing took the lead, shouted angrily: "Kill!" and went up to meet him.

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In the turbulent vortex of death, Zi Baifeng's body lay quietly.

A day and a night passed, his posture remained unchanged, and no one could see that in his withered and blackened palm, a piece of porcelain had been struggling for a day and a night.

The last link between the tiles and him - the aura between the eyebrows and the card tree, are slowly being sucked away by the tiles, one, two.

And the rules attached to the tiles, aura, and card tree are gradually losing their effectiveness.

Mengcheng, Jiuyan Township, a carriage stopped in the town, and a family got out of the carriage. They had just visited Yinglongzong, and they were all elated and talking non-stop. This time they really opened their mouths Vision, Ying Longzong's annoyance, how could they have seen it before?It seems that even if you talk about it for a day and a night, you won't get tired of it.

The two little guys jumped and ran at the front and walked towards their house.

A man and a woman, two little dolls carved in powder and jade, holding hands, very cute.

Suddenly, the little girl uttered a scream, her body emitted a ray of light, and suddenly turned into a half-sized calf, almost crushing the little boy to the ground, and it mooed in panic.

And behind it, a strong and honest man who was talking with the hostess of the house also uttered a scream, and involuntarily turned into an old scalper, mooing non-stop.

"Da Huang, Xiao Huang, what's wrong with you two? What's the matter? What's going on?" The two cow demons, one big and one small, are actually two cows in their family, and later became demons, but their cultivation level Not enough, the reason why they were able to transform into human form was actually because they had learned the Illusory Shape Art. At this time, the cows, one big and one small, had turned into their original forms, and the law that allowed them to transform into human forms had disappeared.

In fact, the changes had already begun, they didn't know that shortly after they returned to Mengcheng through the hustle and bustle of Sending Sword Forest, the hustle and bustle of Sending Sword Forest disappeared quietly. This bridge of space connecting the two places is It disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared before.

And these little demons can only learn the simplest "Phantom Form Art", so they are the last to be affected.

The porcelain piece gave Zi Baifeng the demon raising formula, and almost all of Zi Baifeng's achievements after that revolved around the demon raising formula.And the aura bestowed by the Advanced Demon Cultivation Technique has a total of eighteen regiments.

Of the three clusters of aura given by the first tactic, one cluster became the "Phantom Form Jue", and the other two clusters were consumed by Zi Baifeng, and they were given to Yingyu and Qingshi, allowing them to advance to one level each.

The three clusters of spiritual energy transformed by the second tactic of yin and yang have been wandering between his eyebrows, and they have not been used yet.

The third tactic was the three groups of spiritual energy transformed by the sky, one group became the "Hidden Spirit Art", and the other two groups were also consumed by Zi Baifeng and given to the Giant Tiger King and the Ear Mouse.

The three groups of spiritual energy transformed by the fourth tactic of transforming the earth's veins are also idle.

The fifth tactic mixed the three groups of spiritual energy transformed into invisible, one group became the "Seizing Spirit Art", and the other two groups were still idle.

The sixth tactic, if the three clusters of spiritual energy transformed by weaving the net, then the three clusters are combined into one, and jointly gave birth to Zi Baifeng's most important law "cards", becoming a card tree that can grow "cards" .

Therefore, besides the three-in-one card tree, Zi Baifeng's eyebrows still had eight clusters of aura that were not used.

The stripping started from the eight groups of unused aura, they were pulled out with almost no effort.

Then, it is the "card tree" transformed by the sixth tactic.

Although these skills are extremely powerful, they are the last to be produced, so they are also the first to be stripped.

Zi Baifeng's ingenious way to strengthen his combat power-cards, which Zi Baifeng worked so hard to think out, began to fail one after another.

The "Gift of the Danmu Sacred Tree" in Zaitianfu, the "Revelation of the Qingshi Shenjun" in Dingshui City, and the "Noise of Jijian Forest" in Shanshui City are gradually disappearing.

With a soft sound, the "card tree" rooted in Zi Baifeng's eyebrows was completely pulled out, and the "card" skills that Zi Baifeng was proud of disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, it was Zi Baifeng's super-powerful trump card "Seizing the Spirit" against those powerful masters.

Then, there is the "Hidden Art".

And in the end, it was the magic formula produced by Zi Baifeng for the first time - the illusion formula.

The first formula produced by Zibaifeng is like the root of all Zibaifeng's skills, which is the most difficult to peel off, but with the perseverance of Zibaifeng, it also began to peel off.

After stripping off all the remaining aura, the tiles seemed to be a bit unfinished, but the other aura that had been consumed by Zi Baifeng had already been lost.

However, between it and Zibaifeng, there are still silk threads connected. These silk threads are thick and thin, bright and dark, inextricably connected into a ball.

With a sound of "pa", a slender silk thread broke, and in Zi Baifeng's open left hand, a piece of land deed emerged, which was quickly swept away by the death energy and disappeared.

With a "snap", another thread broke.

The speed at which the silk thread broke was getting faster and faster, and beside Zi Baifeng's open palm, piles of land deeds appeared, and there were also seals one by one.

Until the end, the printed letters also piled up into a small pile.

Finally, all the silk threads have been broken, and the figure of Zi Baifeng lying there seems to be blurred for a moment. It is the fate line entangled in Zi Baifeng's body and the rupture of time and space. separate.

At this time, Mengcheng and Shanshui City have completely become a mess.

Those little monsters have already been affected, not to mention the big monsters around Zi Baifeng?

They have all cultivated to the point where they can transform themselves by virtue of their own strength, but they haven't changed into their original form, but they feel more clearly when something has been taken out of their bodies.

In Mengcheng and Zaitian Prefecture, the spiritual energy that was originally solid also began to spread.

what does this mean?
Zijian stayed in the yard, crying desperately.

Baifeng... Baifeng... Baifeng!
In the swamp of the distant Thailand Bingguo, the little fox suddenly raised his head, a pair of dark eyes flickered with starlight in an instant.

In the depths of the crack in the dead air, the magic doctor was performing complex operations on Elder Qianjian, who was decapitated in a different place in front of him. He was sweating, because the resistance from Elder Qianjian's heart was so strong that he couldn't even move it. Press it down.

But suddenly, that power quickly weakened, and something seemed to be disappearing.

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As the porcelain piece is gradually peeled off from Zi Baifeng's body, all the changes it brought are being returned to its original form. The monsters that have been cultivated may not change back to their original appearance, but they lack the formula of raising monsters. support, they are also being weakened.

Finally, the thread of fate that was twisted in one place was about to separate completely.

The tile stayed for a while, it was not looking for Zibaifeng, but to see if there was anything that could be taken away, then it flickered and was about to fly away.

At this moment, Zi Baifeng tapped his right hand between his eyebrows and suddenly moved.

The dried up flesh and blood, driven by some unknown force, reached out and grabbed the porcelain piece.

His eyes were also opened, a pair of eyes that had lost all energy, but seemed to be staring at the porcelain.

A voice resounded all around in an instant, resounded through the entire vortex of death energy, and even resounded through the world!
"Leave it to me!"

All along, Zi Baifeng's actions have been done in conjunction with the tiles.

He runs the territory, raises monsters - and so on, these are things he likes to do - but in any case, it is not he who rules the tiles, but the tiles rule him.

Porcelain has always played the image of a bestower, aloof, he walks forward according to the route set by Porcelain, the first, second and third tactic of raising demons... He looks down on the common people, while Porcelain The film looked down on him.

This is the first time that Zi Baifeng is not ordering the tiles as a caller.

How could the tiles come true?It is cold, ruthless, and even part of the law of the universe itself, how could it be possible to surrender in front of human beings?

Zi Baifeng's palm grabbed it, but it was useless. It is not a substance, and it will not be trapped in any space. It exists in nothingness, and it is like nothingness at this time.

The loser struggles helplessly, it has seen too much, and there is no need for pity and nostalgia, the loser is the loser.

But at this moment, another hand reached out.

A hand under a wide sleeve.

Coarse cloth Qingjin, the palms are slightly rough, as if they have done a lot of farm work, they are slender and flexible, but powerful.

The tile struggled again, changed its nature slightly, and was about to fall out of the palm again.

But another hand reached out.

A hand in a long-sleeved T-shirt, the palm is warm, and the lower part of the palm has calluses from the usual mouse and keyboard.

"I said, leave it to me!"

Outside Mengcheng Academy, on the Qingshiban road, Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand to the sky, and paused every word.

In the high math class, facing the teacher whose face was purple with anger, Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand to the ceiling and gritted his teeth.

Two time and space, two souls, one body, one obsession.

I said, leave it to Lao Tzu!

(End of this chapter)