Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

It was imposing, with a fierce face, a straight nose, and a pair of dark red eyes that exuded boundless malevolence. Suddenly, it caught a few familiar scents and its smile became even more eerie.

Accompanying the six-headed dragon were its four demon generals and a demon king, who had transformed into a withered old ghost with filthy hair and skin as dry as tree bark. From head to toe, not an inch of it was clean, covered with brownish-green patches. It was the one that had just blocked Yue Min's killing move.

"..."

Yao Wang and Yue Min remained silent, their anger rising steadily, like the calm before an approaching storm.

"Hmm, it smells like the familiar offal."

The six-headed dragon sighed, its presence penetrating through layers of walls. It sensed the immortal bloodline within the kitchen but paid it no mind, merely using a mocking, melodramatic tone:

"Trinity Gate".

"Jiang Mo".

"I have arrived in person, why are you not coming out to greet me at once?"

Chapter 410 Slaying Wan Fu, the Six-Headed Flood Dragon Left with a Shadow

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly spread to every corner of the room, and even seemed to be spreading towards the back mountain, but it was cut off by an invisible force and stopped there.

In a secret chamber, a pair of dark eyes slowly opened. The second true form heard Will's anxious call and sensed several raging demonic energies not far away, which were close to going berserk. Without a moment's hesitation, it appeared in front of the sect as if by teleportation.

He had black hair and wore black robes, his hair flowing like a waterfall, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his imposing aura was like a majestic mountain that suddenly descended.

"Wh...what...?"

"Xuan Zun?!"

Yao Wang and Yue Min were momentarily stunned when they saw the true form of the source of the threat. They could not believe that it was merely a Dharma body!

"?"

The six-headed dragon's expression darkened slightly. The opponent's strength was like a boundless ocean, with no end in sight, far exceeding its expectations.

What's most terrifying is that this thing doesn't have a soul; it's just an empty shell, yet it sends chills down the spine of the creature. It has an aura that is almost identical to that of the spirit immortals it has slaughtered!

How old is the Demon Lord of the Sanyi Sect? Could he be the ancestor of those immortals? Otherwise, there is absolutely no way he could be so powerful!

The surrounding demon generals turned pale; Jiang Mo's second true form was essentially a 'beast'.

He was on a completely different level from the four demon kings, and the bloodline suppression he brought was far more thorough and cruel, sweeping across the entire field indiscriminately.

Whether it was Yao Wang, Yue Min, or the demon general of the six-headed dragon, they all felt a huge sense of disparity between themselves and the vast ocean, and almost wanted to submit and dare not disobey.

"call....."

With a few beads of cold sweat on his forehead, Will finally breathed a sigh of relief. He revealed a twisted smile, every cell in his body breathing with pleasure and restless greed.

Facing the arrogant and domineering Six-Headed Flood Dragon, who attacked the mountain with a single sword strike, and that ugly, unlucky-looking beast, Will stared intently, like a hunter eyeing his prey.

Although they didn't express their opinions verbally, their blatant malice was instantly detected by both of them.

"you wanna die."

The six-headed dragon roared coldly and instantly appeared in front of Will. Its five fingers, with their distinct joints, had veins like earthworms rising up. It was about to smash him into a bloody mist with a palm strike, and then smash down with endless rage.

"boom!"

A fierce wind howled as two different forces collided violently. The black mud instantly covered the entire sect's buildings. The second true form was even faster, easily locking the wrist that was several times thicker than itself with its right hand.

After the six-headed dragon transformed, it was over three meters tall, while its second true form was only 1.9 meters tall. The clash of forces due to the difference in size created a very strong visual impact.

The demon king's face turned ashen, and his power surged wildly, determined to tear Will to pieces. However, he was suppressed by the second true form and made no progress. In fact, the sound of bones cracking echoed from half of his right arm, and the muscles at his wrist were severely deformed.

"!!!"

Yao Wang, Yue Min, and another demon king witnessed this first contest and felt uneasy. In their consensus, the six-headed dragon, which was the strongest in terms of strength, was actually forced into a disadvantageous position by a single avatar of the Demon Lord.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

The scent of death whistled past my cheek.

Wilkins's hair was disheveled and turbulent, showing no fear whatsoever, but instead displaying unrestrained arrogance and laughing wildly.

He had known Jiang Mo for over seventy years and had never seen anyone stronger than him in this world. He had always firmly believed in Jiang Mo's strength.

Immediately, seeing the ferocious face of the six-headed dragon, Wilton felt a surge of exhilaration and roared ambitiously:

"Master!"

"This arrogant beast with its claws and teeth, please cut off its head."

"And that disgusting old ghost, kill him too, kill him to your heart's content! Who cares who he is, a bunch of cats and dogs, daring to run wild in our gate, what a joke!"

Will shouted sternly, a stark contrast to his previous cold and reserved demeanor. After tearing away the mask of pretense, the wild, greedy, and brutal nature of humanity was fully displayed in him.

He was determined to have the two extraordinary creatures and the four alien species that accompanied them!

At that moment, Yao Wang and Yue Min felt offended. The protector seemed to be making veiled accusations, but they remained silent and observed the situation without saying much. They were only concerned about how this conflict would end.

Could the Xuanzun's Dharma body truly slay the Six-Headed Flood Dragon and the Ten Thousand Corrupted Demon King?!

"Monkey, I will kill you today!!!"

The six-headed dragon's anger was ignited, and its roar was like that of a demon from hell.

"Om-!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an unparalleled power erupted. The second true form took the initiative to launch a strong attack, and black chains spilled from its five fingers, spreading from its arms to the entire body of the six-headed dragon in an instant.

"call out!!"

An explosion occurred in the void, the afterimage disappeared, and when it reappeared, the second true form rushed to the side of the Ten Thousand Corruption Demon King. Ignoring its ugly, poisonous skin, its left hand moved as fast as lightning, instantly seizing its throat and dragging it out of the mountain gate.

"Boom!"

The earth shook violently, and the two transformed demon kings were slammed by their second true forms onto the ruins thousands of meters away, a battlefield that had once been the site of a fierce battle with the four sects.

"Roar!!!"

An angry roar shook the surrounding area; the six-headed dragon appeared to be injured!

The black mudflats, like a torrent of water, have turned an area of ​​tens of thousands of meters into a forbidden zone for life.

Yao Wang and Yue Min suddenly had a bad feeling. The black barrier that covered the sky and blocked out the sun was like a cage, making them instinctively feel danger.

"king!"

One of the demon generals exclaimed in surprise. Having just broken free from the restraints of the second true form, his mind raced, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he turned around abruptly, intending to capture Will as a hostage.

"call out!!"

"?"

How could this move escape the notice of Yao Wang and Yue Min? They were still hoping that Wei Er would relay a message to get closer to Xuan Zun and not tolerate that demon general's rampage.

With a loud "boom," the withered hand fell, the space solidified like an iron plate, and the rapidly moving afterimage was slowed down countless times.

Yao Wang captured the demon general alive, severely injuring him until his bones were shattered into dust, and he lay on the ground in a pool of blood, his pupils dilated.

The three demon generals belonging to the Six-Headed Flood Dragon were caught off guard by Yue Min's gaze and dared not move.

"To move is to die."

Its stance is clear: it stands with the Sanyi Sect. Such an ally is worth any price to pay to win over, let alone the lives of a few demon generals.

As a demon king, slaughtering a sub-king-level beast is as easy as brushing off dust, no matter how amazing its talent or how strong its body.

"Boom!"

Three kilometers away, blood-red light swelled. Beneath the rocky strata where boulders flew, the six-headed dragon was punched by its second true form, causing its eyes to roll back and it to vomit blood. Overwhelmed with shock and rage, it crashed through the mountains for an unknown distance.

"puff!!!"

Dark green venom, like a fine drizzle, attacked from the side as the King of Ten Thousand Rots came to the rescue.

However, what happened next horrified it.

"Zizzizi..."

Countless venoms fell onto the skin of the second true form, ignited into specks of white mist, and then dissipated, unable to penetrate at all.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

Perhaps realizing that the Ten Thousand Corruption Demon King was not as strong as the Six-Headed Flood Dragon, its second true form abandoned its original offensive and instead focused all its attention on it.

"Oh no! This is bad!"

Wan Fu felt a chill run through his body. Realizing something was wrong, his limbs stiffened before he could even move.

Under its panicked gaze, the second true form slowly drew a dark red sword from its body. From a distance of hundreds of meters, the killing intent attacked with a thousand cuts, as terrifying as being slowly sliced ​​to death.

"Boom!!!"

The Wanfu raced against time, revealing its true form, a two-hundred-foot-tall frog-like behemoth that clung to the heavens and earth, its body shrouded in dense, poisonous miasma.

"call out--!"

The second true form pursued straight ahead, its right arm gathering power as it slashed down with a sword. The vast and mighty sword light, dark and eerie, seemed to come from the River Styx of the Yellow Springs, sweeping across Wan Fu's right side body in an instant.

"Roar!!"

The mournful howl shook the thirty-three heavens, dispelling the poisonous miasma and splashing the beast's blood high into the air, like water columns blooming in the sky. A third of the rotten flesh was sliced ​​off by a single sword, and large pieces of flesh and internal organs fell to the ground, writhing in agony, a truly gruesome sight.

It felt a deep sense of regret, realizing that without the attack, the disaster wouldn't have struck so swiftly.

However, this feeling soon came to an end.

The second true form instantly appeared at the site of Wanfu's wound.

In the brief moment he raised his hand, the six-headed dragon swiftly came to his rescue, wielding a bone sword flowing with magma, locking onto his weakest point, and slashing it down.

"clang!!!"

"boom!--"

The second true form swung its sword backhand, clashing with the six-headed dragon. It unleashed all its power without restraint, knocking the dragon back a thousand meters. The dragon crashed to the other side of the battlefield like a meteor, and even the bone sword developed several tiny cracks.

In the next instant, Wan Fu got a chance to catch his breath and tried his best to avoid this plague god.

"Pfft!!"

"Pfft!"

The second true form pursued closely, striking down with sword after sword. Unlike the leaders of the four sects, this Wanfu Demon King's physical body was so abnormal that it withstood several sword strikes. Even after having its limbs cut off, it did not explode, but was only in a state of near death.

It was beyond saving, becoming fish on a chopping board. With the final sword light piercing its head, blood mist splattered everywhere, and its soul was also annihilated. Wanfu died in battle.

"Boom!"

His second true form was bathed in beast blood, his expression indifferent and cold, his sharpness even more intense, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath his feet, the demon king was dead and silent, like a demon god in the world.

Yao Wang and Yue Min, standing before the mountain gate, watched with trembling lips and rapid breathing.

He's dead?!

That was a demon king who was slightly weaker than them!

It didn't even have a chance to fight back. Because it interfered with the fierce battle between the Dharma Body and the Six-Headed Dragon, it was brutally killed and died like a wretched wild dog.

The six-headed dragon, amidst the ruins, was so terrified that it regained its senses, and a deep sense of unease appeared on its face.

It looked at the black figure striding towards it, so small and thin, yet possessing an aura that seemed to encompass the vast distances, like a towering giant.

"despair...."

"despair...."

The murder weapon, 'Guichen,' lay on its blade, its stained blood dripping silently onto the ground.

This scene was like a death knell tolling rhythmically, leaving the six-headed dragon utterly disoriented and in a state of mental chaos.

It was afraid; its mind could not contain the rampant growth of fear.

If we fight with our true form, will we win?

It had no confidence whatsoever and tasted the despair of utter helplessness for the first time.

In a daze, the six-headed dragon recalled the group of scum he had casually killed a year ago.

If the so-called Demon Lord truly shares the same origin as those immortal spirits, and is even their ancestor, then there is absolutely no way it could have left here alive today.

Chapter 411 Three thousand six hundred punches in an instant, death from exhaustion of blood and energy.