Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 995 Demon Beginning: The First Lord Has Always Been Kind

There used to be an ancient evil beast that was as famous as the hell bird, the dream-eating tapir. Legend has it that it was born in the darkness of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty and grew up in the ancient night.

When Xianzong Wuming traced the corpse of Mingjun Guluo all the way, found the source, took it down, and looked back at the information he found.

He only wanted to say two words - Huang Miao!
Not to mention that just in case, he changed two targeted martial arts moves from Lin Chongyang, even if he didn't have those two martial arts moves, he could take them down.

However, those two moves of martial arts still have their meaning.

Because, Jun Xuanyuan has only been cautious in his life.

Except for having suffered under the hands of that cruel elder brother, even if all the evil kings of the heavens came to Lingzhou in Beihai back then, they never had much impact on him.

The soul and soul of Mingjun Guluo are different because there is another life exerting influence in a corner that he has not discovered, and he wants to seize it. Those who are good at this way have a clear understanding of this, that is, it is far easier to seize an empty shell than to seize a living person.

Wanmo Shiyuan has extremely rich experience in this area, and has studied various methods, so he can be called the master of this way.

And, it's not that Mingjun Guluo is not a human race, but that the one who wants to take his life is either a human race, or the dream-eating tapir, an ancient evil beast that is rumored to be as famous as the hell bird.

The cowhide blew loudly, and it turned out...

When he found Yuan Tapir, he found that he was half-dead, his soul and soul were in a state of separation, and his body was unable to move. The Yuanshen power that had set foot on the four gates of God's Domain was reduced to this point, which made Xianzong Wuming wonder how it could be as famous as Hell Bird.

It can't be that both of them will die for no reason.

Fortunately, he did not die.

Its soul and soul have already formed a connection with Mingjun Guluo's body. If it really wants to die, it will not be easy to deal with the soul after it leaves the body.

The source of all demons is kind-hearted, and the dream-eating Yuantao cannot be seen to suffer.

Therefore, after a battle, he helped it divide the soul and soul, and carried them respectively in the bodies of Mingjun Guluo and Yiduo Mochen, while retaining their original animal nature, completing another sense of integration and three transformations.

"Give up, you can't kill me by your means."

In the underground palace in Lingzhou, Beihai, a gray-brown giant beast was locked by a long chain of unknown material, with strange patterns engraved on it, the tip pierced directly into the flesh and blood, connected with the bones of the giant beast, and the end was submerged into the wall with the help of a formation.

Its body looks like a rhinoceros, but it has a long tail, short and thick limbs with thick skin and less hair, four toes on the forelimbs, and three toes on the hind limbs.

The most peculiar thing is that on the top of its animal head, there are two golden crystal-like dragon horns extending out, and the horns are surrounded by horny guards, just like a crown.

However, at this time, the behemoth was listless and no longer mad like it used to be.

And the speaker just now was not far from it, one of the two people who were also bound by long chains, pierced through the lute bone, and locked here.

The body of Mingjun Guluo that carries the soul body of the Yuan tapir.

"Ha, are you afraid?" Xian Zong Wuming was holding a test tube filled with dark red blood in his hand, when he heard the words coming from behind, he said with a soft smile:
"Witnessing the transformation of your body with your own eyes, I am worried that I will lose myself like him, don't worry, the original master has always been kind, and will leave you to witness all the process of this experiment."

There is another figure trapped in locks, whose white clothes are smudged with red plums with blood, and the white hair is scattered, some of the roots of the hair have turned gray-brown. On his forehead, there are a pair of horns that are the same as those of a giant beast, and light purple lines are climbing on the white skin.

There is no god in the eyes, neither humanity nor animality.

It is the latest work of Wanmo Shiyuan, the soul body of the dream-eating Yuantapir.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid of things happening? You should know that human nature is the most fragile thing in the world, and it cannot stand any test." The soul of Yuantao continued.

All his abilities were suppressed by these chains, and the other party was the one with the strongest desire among the people he had ever met.

"Heh, you, who are as famous as the hell bird, are not equally famous for this worrying wisdom. As the original master, since you can be used as experimental products, there is naturally a corresponding reliance."

After casually adding several substances into the test tube, Xianzong Wuming taunted without turning his head:
"Fortunately, at least you still have a way to survive in the hands of the original master. You must know that this body is also a meticulous work, which is extraordinary."

As the words fell, the lines on the chain suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be an unknown force in the body echoing it, and Yuan Tapir's soul body was in unbearable pain for a while:
"Uh……"

His soul was torn apart, peeled off, and went to an unknown place along the chain.

"Even if a beast is put on human skin, it is different from a human." Looking at the further purified blood in the test tube, the soft tone and the coldest and ruthless words make people shudder:

"The original master deliberately preserved the spirituality in your body for you, and it is worthy of the comrades of the past, and it is not in vain for you to come to the world for a while."

"Hu-hu-Human, really despicable..."

The chain was restored to its original shape, sweat dripped to the ground, Yuan Tapir's soul body gasped and said.

The relationship between him and this body is not that he has completed the seizure, but that this body is swallowing his strength, swallowing him, and when the two are fully compatible, even he cannot be sure whether he is him or not.

On the other side, Xianzong Wuming walked up to Yuantapir's body, and raised his hand to caress that delicate face:
"Tai Yi Jue Dian's perfect work is so cute, but it is much more useful than the iron son-in-law of the original master. Wait a minute, wait until the original master takes back the Cang Hai Lei Jiao and baptizes you with his blood."

For outstanding works, he has never hesitated to praise them, and he injected the blood in the test tube into this body to further increase its strength, so as to be able to carry half of the power of the near-spiritual soul.

At this time, a message came along the internal network.

Xianzong Wuming took back his hand: "Are you finally about to step down?"

So, it’s not easy. Although it’s said that I didn’t make people ascend to the ascension, but I can make people go away...

Retiring doesn't seem to help.

Without restraint, that person might come over for a sit down at any time.

Forget it, it's not a big problem, it's not him who should worry about it.

There must be someone from the Immortal Sect to watch the ceremony. Now that the matter of Dream Devouring Yuantao has been finished by him, it is time to deal with the issue of his own heirs. How can the noble blood of Mo Shi be tarnished.

as well as……

He has also investigated the underworld during this period of time. After the matter of the fairy gate is resolved, he will go to the Naming River Basin to visit the partners of his former comrades.

Hope to impress him.

In this way, Xianzhu Wuming directly set the itinerary.

Immediately.

But seeing his sword pointing together, the dark green sword intent burst out, pouring into the eyebrows of Yuan Tapir's soul body, forcing him to fall into a deep sleep.

This trick is exactly what Lin Chongyang learned from it, and it is called——

The sword demon is born from the heart.

Contempt in words is ultimately in words, in actual actions, Jun Xuanyuan has only been cautious in his life.

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(End of this chapter)