The battle between demons is the most brutal, apart from innate divine power, most of them rely on their strong physique to collide head-on.

  The strong are strong, and the weak are weak; there is no room for argument.

  At this moment, in this desolate land.

  Shen Yi trampled on Xiao Yue's body, one punch after another, letting the opponent truly experience what it means to fight for life and death.

  "Ahhhroo!"

  The Howling Moon Demon King's counterattack gradually weakened, and what was originally able to tear Shen Yi's skin and flesh apart became a weak slapping of his arms.

  Until that wolf demon's skull was smashed into pieces.

  A once-famous and powerful demon king was killed by someone's fist in this remote place where even the name couldn't be called out, being trampled underfoot.

  All its calculations have lost their effect.

  Because the other party didn't answer a single sentence from start to finish.

  Shen Yi grasped the opponent's neck hair and pulled it up, with a faint red glow flashing in his eyes, slightly opening his mouth, this emaciated body slowly withered away.

  Forty-six drops of demonic blood converged into a cluster and surged into his mouth.

  Shen Yi lightly wiped the corner of her mouth, picked up her demon pill and used Peacock Red Mung to repair the injuries on her body, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

  The divine thought returned to its origin.

  The infant Tao shrinks rapidly and transforms back into its previous form, sitting quietly in the Sea of Qi.

  Its consciousness has been merged with Shen Yi, and at this moment, it is only a shell.

  After the battle just now, the demonic energy that overflowed from his body was also completely exhausted.

  "Ah."

  Shen Yi opened her eyes, and the red mist in her pupils disappeared. She returned to normal.

  The difference between Hunyuan and Wuxian lies here.

  Similarly, putting the divine thought into a container, either driving away the yin spirit from the body or transforming into a Taoist infant to hold the physical body, cannot be said to be better or worse, it's just that the paths are different.

  Slayed the Huayuan Boundary's Howling Moon Wolf Demon, total lifespan of 14,700 years, remaining lifespan of 840 years, absorption complete.

  Remaining lifespan of the demon: 19,820 years

  The three previous demon kings brought about 7,800 years of harvest, and with this old wolf, the demon king's lifespan almost broke through the 20,000-year mark.

  Shen Yi put the inner elixir of Xiao Yue Yao Wang into his mouth.

  The demon's life force surged towards the nine transformations of the immortal demons and poured in.

  This Cong Dan Jing's Tempering Body Technique is now about to be forcibly practiced by him to the level of Hunyuan Realm.

  A strong being in the realm of Mixed Yuan Boundary, plus a tempered physical body comparable to this boundary.

  “……”

  Shen Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent as he gazed in the direction of Qingzhou City.

  Indeed, even if one has obtained protection from a certain power, it does not necessarily mean that they are safe.

  There are too many unexpected things in this world.

  A blacksmith also needs to be strong himself.

  As the years of Youmo Shouyuan's life slipped away, the mighty demonic power of Xiao Yue Yao Wang gradually condensed and took shape within his body.

  Shen Yi stared at the panel prompt.

  Under the enhancement of the previous eight transformations, even if one were to forcibly capture a Yao Wang, it would not be an impossible task.

  The skin keeps cracking and then is quickly repaired by red millet.

  A similar situation has only occurred when capturing the white deer, which represents exceeding the limit.

  It's just that last time it was because his physical body wasn't strong enough, but this time it clearly exceeded the scope of the Xianyao Jiuxuan martial arts.

  In the 6,700th year, your skilled technique seems to have lost its effect this time. Your vital energy is too meager compared to the demon king's lifelong cultivation. The demonic power retains too much violent resentment, and it instinctively collides with your physical body...

  Shen Yi sank his divine thoughts into the Sea of Qi.

  Incarnated as Dao Yin, he slowly stood up and gazed indifferently at the rampaging demonic energy: "You've come out, where can you go now?"

  The evil spirit hid in the corner of the air sea, nodding deeply with a sense of resonance.

  It's just a matter of who gets eaten, what's the point of struggling...

  In the year 9600, the demonic energy within you was subdued and became much more docile. The fierce resentment gradually dissipated, and after spending many years, you successfully tamed it, capturing a true demon king within your body.

  Your physical body has entered a whole new dimension

  Immortals and demons gather together, nine transformations complete and perfect.

  In the fleeting moment of two lines of prompts.

  All the fairy and demon patterns on Shen Yi's body emerged one after another, Jiaolong, Shanjun, Han Chan... until the final Xiao Yue Xiong Lang!

  The torn flesh healed quickly, and under the tempering of the demon's power, it became even more solid and tenacious. The skin was flawless, as if born from heaven.

  With mortal body, rivaling the primordial chaos!

  Obviously, there was no mobilization of Taoist infants, but feeling the mighty power within his body, Shen Yi didn't feel that he would be weaker than before.

  The flesh and cultivation have both transcended their limits.

  Xian Yi's feet had a red cloud gathering beneath them, and with it, he disappeared once again into the horizon.

  ……

  Qingzhou City, Zhenmo Temple Courtyard.

  The woman walked straight in, and under the cover of that black cloak, no one could sense her presence.

  His footsteps were steady, but with each step, his body would shoot out dozens of feet away.

  Several passing patrol officers rubbed their eyes, as if they saw a black shadow flash by, but when they turned back to look again, there wasn't even a single shadow in sight.

  “……”

  She closed her eyes and felt for a moment, as if she had found something.

  Turned around and came to a secluded courtyard.

  The woman walked slowly into the courtyard and came up behind the two people.

  Even if he had been stuck so close, Bai Ziming still didn't have any reaction.

  The woman's gaze fell on the figure sitting on the stone bench.

  A white and tender arm stretched out from within the cloak, with slender fingers slowly falling onto the shoulder of that figure.

  Just as she stretched out her hand.

  Arrogant

  A dark icy dragon burst out of the courtyard house, its entire yard covered in frost.

  The woman's outstretched palm rose casually and landed on the dragon head formed by the convergence of Xuanbing Sword Intent, then she suddenly used force, and the dense sword intent instantly shattered.

  Only with Longwei can Bai Ziming and Jiang Yuan be slapped flying away.

  The hood fell off, and the woman's face, which was usually impassive, was filled with indifference. She glanced sideways at Jiang Yuanhua in mid-air, her red lips slightly parted.

  The next moment, the general's body suddenly withered away.

  Turned into blood droplets and drilled into her mouth.

  “……”

  Jiang Qiulan stood at the door of the house, taking in this scene.

  She stood with her hands hanging down, and her two palms slowly clenched.

  Bai Ziming was slapped flying out of the courtyard by Xuan Bingyu Long, and just as he got up with a terrified face, he heard his master sister's voice.

  "You go first."

  "Run?" Bai Ziming panted heavily, turning around and sprinting into the distance, wanting to ask for help, but was bewildered as to where to go. His master and senior sister were already the strongest in Qingzhou, who else could help them?

  "Your cultivation is quite good, and my son's death should also have a share of yours."

  The lady with the blue flowers glanced sideways at this girl.

  Jiang Qiulan's expression remained calm as she closed her eyes, with a thread of blood seeping from the corner of her lips.

  Crack! Crack!

  It's as if something is frantically crashing into something else.

  The lady in blue lightly raised an eyebrow and instantly appeared before her, grasping her neck with her palm.

  The skin was easily torn open, but failed to behead her as imagined.

  Jiang Qiulan opened her eyes, and a cold white mist surged in the pitch-black and clear pupils.

  "Shouldn't have just broken through?" Qing Hua's wife said calmly.

  "It's been a while."

  Qiu Lan's skin had a cold glow circulating on it, and just after Shen Yi and Jiang Yuanhua left, she began to try to force her way through, but was still a bit slow.

  "Can you stop me?" Qing Hua's wife slowly opened her palm, and the tips of her fingers were already covered with frost.

  "Give it a try."

  Jiang Qiulan raised her palm, and her slender fingertips seemed like the Xuanbing Jade Sword, overflowing with endless killing intent.

  Did something stupid last night, didn't touch games for three months, ended up catching a baby all night, feeling unwell today, one less update.

  (End of chapter)