Invincible perspective

Chapter 909 Unquenchable Fire
After Zhang Yang injected the yin and yang gossip into the little demon's body, he became extremely tired, waved his hand at the little demon, and then said calmly: "I can help you, but this is the end , and then you can only look at yourself.”

"I understand." Xiao Yao nodded to Zhang Yang, and then slowly looked at the middle-aged man.

Zhang Yang's Yin-Yang gossip just now is the inheritance power of Taoism. The Yin-Yang gossip contains the power of all things in the world. It can raise a person's body to the most terrifying state within an hour, but after an hour , the body will return to its previous appearance, and it will be weaker than before.

This is the sequelae of yin and yang gossip, but at this time Zhang Yang has nothing to do, if he doesn't do this, then Xiao Yao will definitely not be the opponent's opponent next.

At least now with his yin and yang gossip, the physical strength of the two should not differ much. Of course, all of this is just Zhang Yang's guess. After all, Zhang Yang has just obtained the inheritance power of Taoism. It is not clear now.

"Did you use the Taoist inheritance power just now?" Zhang Yang asked out of curiosity after returning to Feng Han.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "Is there any problem?"

"I'm just a little curious about what the inheritance power of this Taoist school is. It seems a little perverted, um, just as perverted as yourself." After thinking for a while, Feng Han said to Zhang Yang seriously.

Looking at Feng Han's serious face, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a few black lines appear on his forehead, but he couldn't explain anything to Feng Han.

The inheritance power of Taoism, even the current Zhang Yang, has not fully understood it, and the inheritance power of Taoism is all-encompassing, there is really too much information, and Zhang Yang has digested only part of the information so far.

At this moment, after Zhang Yang helped Xiao Yao strengthen his body, Xiao Yao only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and as soon as he moved, he rushed towards the middle-aged man again.

This time, after the little demon came in front of the opponent, he also directly slammed down the middle-aged man with his fist.

After the middle-aged man resisted the blow with the little demon, there was a crisp cracking sound in the air, and the middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly.

How powerful his body is, the middle-aged man himself is the most clear, but now let the little demon break his fingers, how can this not shock him.

But at the same time as he was shocked, the little demon didn't give him time to think, his figure moved again, and the next moment he came to the opponent, his fists were like pear blossoms raining down on the middle-aged man's body above.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man's body was lying on the ground like a pool of mud, his body was covered with blood, and his appearance looked extremely horrible.

But Zhang Yang and the others knew that this was just a skin trauma. Just now, the two fought with their bodies, and it was obvious that the little demon had won.

But at this moment, Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his palms, and shot the Jinghong Sword directly at the little demon. When he felt the Jinghong Sword, the little demon raised his brows, grabbed the Jinghong Sword, and put his feet on the ground. With a light touch, the whole person flew into the air in an instant, grabbed the Jinghong Sword with both hands, and stabbed fiercely at the opponent's body.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground saw this scene, his complexion changed slightly, his hands formed into fists, and he directly slammed the little demon hard at his falling body.

After the middle-aged man's fist fell, a series of terrifying forces directly attacked the little demon. Faced with this terrifying force, the little demon did not change his face, and did not even intend to pay attention to these forces.

"Bobobobo..." One after another crisp voices fell on Xiaoyao's body. In a short time, Xiaoyao's body was already covered with scars, but Xiaoyao still didn't change his face, and still ignored the middle-aged man. s attack.

"You're courting death!" The middle-aged man looked at the little demon's appearance. At this moment, his eyes finally showed a bit of panic and anger. The little demon's strength was almost beyond his imagination. , but at this time, if he just gave up, he would definitely die under Xiao Yao's hands.

He didn't want to die. After being the demon king for so many years, he has become a habitual leader, but now he is going to die at the hands of others. How can he bear it.

But the little demon ignored him, and the Jinghong sword in his hand quickly fell towards the middle-aged man, and when he was about to come to the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man blushed, roared at the little demon, and shot The spear directly hit the little monster like an arrow. At such a distance, the little monster didn't have time to dodge at all.

Seeing this long spear directly attacking his chest, Xiao Yao's complexion changed slightly, and then his body turned slightly, but his whole body continued to fall towards the opponent's body.

"You..." Looking at the little demon ignoring his attack, as if he wanted to exchange his life for his life, the little demon may not be afraid, but it is impossible for a middle-aged man to act like a little demon.

So after a moment of hesitation, a cold light flashed in Xiao Yao's eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "You are still the same as before. When you are fighting, you will always think about your own life!"

Having said this, Xiao Yao paused slightly, and the Jinghong Sword in his hand came to the middle-aged man in an instant, directly broke through the opponent's defense, and pierced fiercely into the opponent's chest with a sword.

"Pfft!" Just after the Jinghong Sword in the little demon's hand pierced the middle-aged man's chest, the little demon's body was also directly pierced by the spear. The little demon stood in place, grasping the Jinghong Sword with both hands, Kneeling on the ground with one knee, his complexion was snow-white, and there was a blood hole on his chest, but the little demon looked at the other person's frightened face at this time, but the corners of the little demon's mouth slightly raised, and then continued: "It's just a pity , This time it is you who died, but I will not die so easily, in the battle, if you can't give up your life to fight, then you must be the one who loses in the end!"

Jinghongjian continuously devoured its vitality. After the middle-aged man coughed twice, his body gradually turned into a mummy.

Seeing the little demon's appearance, Zhang Yang moved in front of the little demon in an instant, and supported the little demon's crumbling body. Zhang Yang's mind moved, and the elf bow instantly landed on the little demon's body.

But even so, Zhang Yang could still clearly feel the little demon's vitality draining away, even with the Elven Bow to help him recover, the speed was too slow.

"If you want to save me, we can only become partners again." Xiao Yao looked at Zhang Yang, grinned, and smiled at Zhang Yang.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang smiled wryly, looked at the little demon's pale face, and said helplessly: "Why do you do this, you can obviously avoid it just now."

After Xiao Yao heard Zhang Yang's words, she didn't say a word, but looked at Zhang Yang seriously.

Regarding this, Zhang Yang took a deep breath, without saying anything, and directly signed a new soul contract with the little demon. Only in this way, the little demon can share the power of the elf bow with Zhang Yang.

After all, the Elven Bow belonged to Zhang Yang, so even if Zhang Yang used the Elven Bow to help the little demon recover, his speed would not be able to keep up, unless the two became partners again.

Zhang Yang knows this, and Xiao Yao knows it too, but Zhang Yang feels a little regretful about what Xiao Yao did. From now on, Xiao Yao will become his pet again, which is not fair to Xiao Yao. matter.

Feeling the little demon's body recovering continuously, Zhang Yang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, while Ao Mu and the others at the side looked at the mummy in the field, the three brothers looked at each other, and after a moment of hesitation, they finally It was kneeling on the ground and shouting loudly to the little demon: "Demon King."

"Get up. I haven't been back to this place for thousands of years. Now that I come back again, I feel that it has changed a lot. Those old guys back then probably don't know where they are now." Xiao Yao nodded to the three Aomu brothers, and said slowly.

It's just that what Xiao Yao said, the three Aomu brothers didn't say anything. Now that Xiao Yao has returned, they don't even understand Xiao Yao's character. If they say the wrong thing, it will be a bit unpleasant.

"Tell me about the current situation here." Xiao Yao took a deep breath, then looked at the three brothers and asked slowly.

"Reporting to the Demon King, now we have hundreds of monsters who have become saints, more than 1000 masters of the gods, and the rest of the monsters probably have thousands of heads." Ao Mu bowed and replied to the little demon.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but gasped, and murmured with a shocked expression, "It's so terrifying."

"This strength is in the entire God Realm, but it only belongs to a small force. In the future, you will face too powerful enemies. These forces are far from enough, but I can help you unite All the monsters in the God Realm just need some time." Xiao Yao looked at Zhang Yang and said seriously.

After listening to Xiao Yao's words, Zhang Yang was also slightly moved. Xiao Yao did this almost for his own sake. Zhang Yang indeed has many enemies now. If he really needs to face the gods and devils in the future, Zhang Yang will The strength is really not enough.

No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to be an enemy of the world after all. Zhang Yang understood this a long time ago.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yang didn't say anything. Looking at the mummy, with a movement of his palm, a burst of flames fell on the corpse and quickly burned it up.

However, after seeing the strange fire in Zhang Yang's palm, Ao Mu's complexion changed slightly, and there was a bit of horror in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)