Demon Becoming the Lord

"what?"

Xiao Lang was shocked. His Heavenly Demon combat skills were his own perception, and no one had ever taught her. About the Heavenly Demon combat skills, it was heard from the hearsay that he had purchased several books about the Heavenly Demon combat skills.

I didn't expect that the information I got was all wrong. The heart demon behind the demon's combat skills didn't take the initiative to come over time, but didn't realize the way of heaven. If you want it to come, it will not come.

This Supreme Heavenly Emperor can reach such a realm, comparable to the Great Emperor! There must be many things to know, and I will never lie to him. At this moment, Xiao Lang was full of joy, and he felt like he was reborn. The joy was beyond words. As for the last words of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, Xiao Lang directly ignored it. He would never practice the ruthless way.

Xiao Lang stood up, bowed deeply to the Emperor of Heaven, and glanced at him gratefully, but the remnant soul of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor sneered and said contemptuously: "It's useless to worship, you don't learn from the Emperor mercilessly. The way, even if your heart demon strikes and dies in front of me now, I won’t do it!"

Xiao Lang gave a wry smile without explaining, but—

Just when he was about to talk to the Supreme Heavenly Emperor about flying through the void and returning to Tianzhou, his abrupt body trembled, his eyes turned white, and he fell directly to the ground. His soul was sucked by a powerful suction and entered a complete darkness. Within the space.

He was actually hit by this supreme heavenly emperor, and the third time the heart demon came!

Xiao Lang's fall caused the supreme heavenly emperor to be taken aback, his eyes swept away but he laughed bitterly, but he really didn't care, his remnant soul disappeared in the blue supreme **** soldier.

After practicing the ruthless way, he has already become cold-blooded and ruthless, and everything depends on his mood. Moreover, he has always been a paranoid person. If Xiao Lang died, he couldn't bring his body back to his homeland, and he couldn't find future generations to take care of him, and he would not regret it.

Not a cold-blooded heart? How is it possible to realize the ruthless way?

The broken shoe woke up again two days later, he touched his aching head, and whispered the Supreme Heavenly Emperor inwardly. He wondered in his heart whether the Supreme Heavenly Emperor was ill? Doesn't he just want to get his magic weapon? As for being so vengeful that makes him faint every time?

He shook his head, but was shocked by the scene in the scene, because at this moment Xiao Lang's eyes turned white, his pupils dilated, and he fell to the ground like an idiot. Fortunately, Xiao Lang still breathes, otherwise he would think that Xiao Lang was directly annihilated by the Supreme Heavenly Emperor.

"So good luck? The demons are coming?"

He touched his nose with his broken shoes, thinking that Xiao Lang had said not long ago that the inner demon was coming soon, and he was a little helpless. He circled Xiao Lang a few times, and in the end he could only quietly accompany him, secretly praying that he would pass his demons.

Xiao Lang was also a little helpless, facing the resentful spirits rushing towards him crazily, his soul shadow felt cold.

It's not that his heart is not strong enough, but his soul will automatically feel a sense of fear when he gets here, and the atmosphere here can actively affect his will. There seems to be a voice constantly telling him that the resentful spirit is so terrifying, so let him not resist it. Instead of being so painful, it is better to be completely relieved...

It was already the fifth wave of attacks at this moment. His soul was destroyed four times, from the original height of more than two meters to a height of one meter and five meters. It was originally an extremely rich and physical soul shadow. The phantom, trembling in the dark void!

The resentful spirits were more than once, wave after wave of ferocity, pain multiplied, and the voice in the soul even more consumed people's willpower. There is endless pain on one side, and permanent relief on the other. If it is a person who is not determined, his soul has already collapsed.

Xiao Lang's willpower is very strong, and his ability to endure pain is against the sky. The cultivation of Heavenly Demon combat skills is extremely painful. He has grass and vines and speeds up the speed of cultivation, and the pain has increased tenfold, and he has also exercised his superb endurance ability.

The cold life of childhood, Xiao Qingyi's careful teaching, and his paranoid character made him survive with tenacious willpower time and time again.

"I can't die, I don't want to die. I can live for a hundred years after this demons. I have developed the magical powers of flying across the space. I still have a chance to get the supreme magic weapon. I can rescue the red beans, I will never die!"

Xiao Lang's soul shadow roared silently in the void. With countless resentful spirits pouring in, his soul shadow became weaker and weaker, but his eyes became firmer and firmer, the light of that moment , Enough to scare death away.

Seventh wave, eighth wave, ninth wave...

When the ninth wave of resentful spirits receded, Xiao Lang's soul shadow remained only less than half a meter high, and the weakened surface was about to become transparent. He didn't need to have a trace of panic in his heart, and there was the strongest wave. No matter how strong his willpower is, the soul itself might not be able to hold it.

His worries really happened, and countless ghost fires appeared in all directions, the eyes of powerful resentful spirits, which seemed to represent the call of death.

He was not reconciled, he kept roaring in his heart, but the soul shadow was constantly being torn and weakened. Seeing that the soul shadow was about to dissipate, the only extravagant hope in his heart disappeared, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor did not make a move, and watched him die.

"If you can't make it through, let's get rid of it!"

Feeling that the shadow of the soul was about to collapse, such a strong thought automatically appeared in Xiao Lang's heart. The thought quickly spread throughout his soul body like a plague, and he almost gave up.

"No, no! I can't die, what should I do if I die red beans? What about my aunt? What about my foster father?"

Another thought suddenly emerged. This obsession and that thought began to repeatedly compete for control of his soul. The two inner thoughts were constantly fighting, but the soul became thinner and thinner, and it was on the verge of collapse. .

At the moment when the soul shadow was about to collapse, Xiao Lang heard a sudden voice in his heart, an extremely strange voice. He was sure that this was definitely not the voice of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, nor the voice of broken shoes or grass vines.

"There is a way in your heart, all laws are unbreakable. When your heart is strong enough, no one can defeat you. The one who can defeat you and kill you... Only you!"

The words were very profound and he didn't know what to say, but at that moment Xiao Lang suddenly had a comprehension that his soul shadow was about to collapse, but his eyes were scaryly bright, and his heart roared: "If you collapse, you will collapse. As long as my heart is strong enough, what can I do if my soul collapses? Hahaha!"

"boom!"

A silent explosion sounded in the void space, Xiao Lang's soul was torn apart, those resentful spirit tasks were completed, he quickly retreated, and a dead silence was restored in the void space.

"Om!"

The void suddenly lit up, but it was not the sky that shone golden light twice before, but the broken souls of Xiao Lang suddenly emitted golden light, and then slowly gathered from all directions, and finally condensed the soul of Xiao Lang. shadow. This soul shadow is unexpectedly strong, three meters high, and the richness of the soul body once again increases the comparable entity, and the soul is actually several times stronger than before.

In the wilderness of the abyss of death, Xiao Lang's eyes suddenly opened. His eyes shone brightly, with a smile on his face. He stood up abruptly and frightened the broken shoes next to him. He ignored the broken shoes and looked neurotic. Raising my hands high, he shouted hysterically: "Haha, my heart is immortal, my soul stays forever, broken and then standing, Nirvana rebirth! I finally passed the third heart demon, red beans are waiting for me! When I am out of this death The abyss, I will surely upset the...Black Scale Mansion!"