martial arts mythology system

Chapter 316: Lord Demon King’s Extra Meal

"Fame and wealth are like floating clouds to me, and beauty and beauty are just fleeting clouds... I don't lack the knowledge of Unrivaled Martial Arts, so what you want to talk about doesn't appeal to me~"

Han Feng knew that this guy probably used some kind of mental ability to pull him into the illusory space, but he wasn't afraid at all.

If he could really threaten himself, this friend would not communicate with him in this tone.

The owner of those red eyes was not surprised by Han Feng's rejection, but continued to use its weird tone to try to seduce Han Feng's mind:
"There is no end to desires in the world. When people have what they have now, they will want more... Step by step, go further and further... This is human nature, and you are inevitable... You are the sword of the court , Possess the power of martial arts... But is this enough? You can clearly go further... Don't you want to replace Jun Huaixu? Even as long as you pay enough price, you can even want to be the emperor... Just think about it, Before waving your hand, you decide the fate of thousands of people, what a heroic feeling, isn't that what a good man should do?"

The voice of this mysterious existence fluctuates up and down, with a confusing hazy feeling, inducing Han Feng's soul.

But... Han Feng really didn't feel anything.

This guy still has a certain understanding of himself, otherwise he wouldn't be able to know his occupation...but he doesn't know enough now.

I am at least the leader of a famous cult, the boss of Heavenly Court!
A mere emperor... I really don't pay attention to it.

And the ability to confuse in this guy's words is really a bit crude for a inheritor of "The Dafa of Dao Heart and Demon Planting"... This feels a bit like a certain fresh meat showing off his acting skills in front of the movie king.

The owner of Chitong said a lot of things passionately, but Han Feng only gave such an ordinary reaction, which is really infuriating.

In an instant, the master of Chitong increased his voice:
"That's enough! You don't want to toast or eat fine wine. I'm negotiating a deal with you, but it doesn't mean that I really treat you as my equal. If you really want to challenge my patience, I can also let you feel it." What real pain!"

During the words, in the black cave, a dark and evil air flow surrounded the red pupils.

A man in a black robe and long sleeves walked out of it, handsome and handsome, elegant and elegant... It was Han Feng's appearance impressively.

The owner of Chitong's voice was stern:

"See, this is the power of "Recite the Buddhist Book". You only need to master it, and you can easily reach the peak of the middle third rank. If you refuse my invitation casually, then what you will face is...death!"

"Hey, look at which young man this is? He looks so handsome~"

Han Feng read incoherently.

"Look at this nose, look at these eyes... what is heroism, this is heroism~"

Hearing Han Feng's constant chatter, Chi Tong's master finally became furious, and a roar stirred up the devilish energy in the dark cave!
"Enough! I'll say it again, you only have one option: promise me, don't toast or eat..."

Master Chitong hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by Han Feng's louder roar...

"Roar!!!"

The "Lion's Roar", which has been added by the six unique skills of "Tian Xia Bu Wu Pian", is simply a high-tech sonic weapon.

There was a loud roar that shook the sky, and the entire dark cave was shaking.

After the roar, Han Feng looked coldly at the red pupils deep in the cave and his demonized phantom under the pupils.

"I'm sorry... I'm not used to drinking other people's wine."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

The "Tao Heart Demon Planting Dafa" was running, and this spiritual space was immediately affected.

As soon as his right hand tore in the air, a hole was torn open in front of him.

Han Feng stepped into it without hesitation.

Only the owner of Chitong roared from behind:

"You'll regret it! I'll tear you apart! I want you to cry and beg to be my dog!"

Just when the red-eyed master had yelled enough and wanted to withdraw from the dream spirit realm, suddenly... a cat meowed for no reason in the dark cave.

"Meow~"

The owner of Chitong was surprised to find that he couldn't control the dream he built...

"This is……"

Before the red-eyed owner could be surprised, a shiny civet cat walked over with graceful steps.

The expression is extremely teasing:

"Let me see, there is actually a dreamland here...it's really interesting~"

Marakshashi is the demon king of dreams and illusions. In his long life, there has never been a dream that he cannot control.

The owner of the red pupil dispelled the phantom of Han Feng in front of him, and looked at Nan Ke's proud figure with vigilant and cold eyes.

"What are you that can affect the illusion of this seat!?"

Nan Ke raised his right paw and licked it lightly, then paced slowly in the black cave, wagging his tail slightly.

"You are worthy of asking my name and surname, a bad debt with a broken soul? This seat is now in the fall of the tiger, and it has lost its former prestige for a while, so I have no choice but to come and pick up such a low-level thing like you. It’s just for fun. If you have a little bit of heart, you can quickly sacrifice your true soul and let Lao Tzu eat it to restore his vitality... It can be regarded as the end of the cause and effect between you and me.”

The owner of Chitong was frightened and angry, that is to say, he had been suppressed by Buddhism for many years and had already worn away his arrogant and domineering temperament in the past, otherwise he would have roared by now.

But even so, Master Chitong could hardly suppress his anger.

The sound of chains colliding with rocks sounded from the depths of the black cave, and a violent and unstoppable black magic current rushed out from the depths of the cave, trying to submerge Nanke.

The small raccoon cat just waved its paws at will, and the black magic air flow in front of it was completely shattered...

Nan Ke's beard trembled, and he laughed and said:

"Your grandfather and I are experts in playing dream illusions, and you still follow me to do this... Well, if you eat your illusion, it can be regarded as a supplement."

After finishing speaking, Nan Ke wanted to open his mouth, and a huge suction came from his small body.

That mouth is like a vortex under the sea, pulling and absorbing the entire illusion...

No matter how the owner of the red pupil howls and howls in the depths, it can't change the fate of this ray of demon soul being swallowed together...

The illusion dissipated, and the civet cat in the real world raised its tail and walked slowly across the grass by the lake.

It's like nothing happened.

I thought to myself... Although I didn't eat that guy's body, but I was worthy of devouring the soul hidden in its dream~

It's a pity that this guy's strength is too weak, even my half demon power has not recovered after eating a soul.

At the same time, in the central Buddhist hall of the Compassionate Zen Forest, the golden lotus platform under Zen Master Xumi suddenly became full of Buddha's light.

Zen Master Xumi opened his eyes, but there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)