Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 157 Seven Emotions and Demonic Appearances
The greedy gaze of Demon Xiu Daozi was self-evident, and the mid-stage god-transformation stage that was caught by his gaze felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

"Kill him and divide the merit."

A Taoist nun from Qingyue Temple felt uncomfortable and immediately encouraged others to take action.

However, as soon as she spoke, the demon cultivator suddenly looked at her:
"You look delicious."

After saying that, he suddenly disappeared from where he was, and then the Taoist nun from Qingyue Temple screamed.

Just like the monk from the Western Region just now, her abdomen was torn open by a pair of big hands.

The red-haired demon cultivator emerged from it and crazily devoured the Taoist nun's flesh and blood.

"Go!"

Such a weird and bloody attack method made the gods present no longer hesitate and each used their magic talismans.

"Hey! You all look delicious!"

Facing many attacks, the demon cultivator kept sneering.

The half of the Taoist nun's body that had not yet been absorbed disappeared together, leaving many magic weapons empty.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Three screams rang out in succession, two of them were in the late stage of incarnation and one was in the middle stage of divine incarnation.

A pair of big hands stretched out from their abdomens, and the red-haired Demon Cultivator emerged from them.

"Separate?"

"No, it's magical power! The demon is reborn!"

"What is the basis for the activation of this new demon? Why is it so weird?"

All the transformed gods retreated one after another, with various protective auras glowing on their bodies, moving away from the three people who were swallowed by the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator who devoured flesh and blood sneered:

"It's okay to recognize him. The rebirth of demons like Master Dao are the inner demons transformed by your guilt in your life."

"You have lived for hundreds of years, and you have a lot of guilt in your heart."

"伱, you, you, you, Taoist master is really curious about how you survived the inner demon tribulation and still lived to this day to help Taoist master improve your skills, hahahaha."

The demon cultivator laughed heartily. The four transformed gods he pointed at showed a little panic and subconsciously tried to move away.

However, just as they were about to escape, they felt severe pain in their stomachs.

A foreign object was born in their souls and bodies, and quickly burst their souls and bodies, obliterating their consciousness.

Four more red-haired Demon Cultivators came out, and after shaking, they overlapped and formed one person.

"Don't be afraid, stick to your heart, he can't help us."

The monk from the Mountain Moving Sect spoke out, raised his hand and said, "I'm going to stop him, you guys take action!"

Following his words, an illusory mountain fell on Demon Xiu Daozi.

The demon cultivator was suppressed by the illusory mountain, but he smiled sinisterly without any panic:
"Aren't you curious about how Master Dao came so quickly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chong, who was standing next to Mu Ling, changed his expression and grabbed his hands behind him with exposed veins.

"Hey!"

The space was torn open like rags, barely blocking a thin space crack.

This crack appeared extremely abruptly, and it would have been extremely difficult to discover this crack if it had not been for a highly respected innate magical power involving space.

Apart from him and Mu Ling and Xiao Yue who were standing next to him, there were only six other people who were in the late stages of becoming gods, either relying on magic weapons to carry it or being alert and dodging to avoid it. The bodies of the remaining gods were all destroyed. The cracks cut off.

A Yuan Shen appeared, with a look of shock and anger on his face, and turned around to move away.

However, a magic flag appeared in the sky at some point. The flag fluttered in the wind, emitting turbulence that distorted the space.

Such a sight made many original gods dare not try to move again.

After all, space turbulence has filled this place. If they are forcibly moved, they will most likely be cut into pieces with only their souls left.

At the moment, these souls are either controlling their natal magic weapons, or they are forcibly manifesting the laws of heaven and earth, lighting up their escaping lights and fleeing everywhere.

But a demonic figure poked out from the demonic flag, and the demonic hand that covered the sky and the earth scooped up many souls that had lost their bodies.

Only four or five souls escaped from the fingers of the devil's hand with their exquisite escape skills.

The three remaining members of Mu Ling from the Beast Control Sect and the other six people who could still keep their bodies immediately turned into light and left.

The red-haired demon cultivator did not stop him, he just opened his mouth and took the bodies of many god-transformation cultivators into his mouth, and then flew into the golden light of the great luck.

High in the sky, the demon's appearance transformed into a man with a feminine face.

He held his long hair between his temples with his fingers and gently slid it down, looking at the fleeing light with a contemptuous smile:
"The spiritual energy on the land is really abundant. Even these wastes can become gods."

"Changhen, if you don't come in and gain enlightenment, other disciples of our Holy Sect will soon arrive."

The feminine man known as Everlasting Sorrow calmly flew into the golden light, sat down cross-legged and said:
"Xue Ding, your magic method is really convenient for dealing with these hypocritical and righteous people."

"Hey, you don't need to flatter me. I attract attention and you activate the Great Dissociation Technique. I get the body and you get the soul. This is what we have agreed upon."

The blood-haired Taoist Xueding sneered, looked at the direction in which the escaping lights were fleeing, and said:

"However, among the few people who walked away, three of them should be spirit beasts in the form of spirit beasts. Their energy and blood are really attractive. It's a pity that they had no flaws in their hearts and failed to leave behind the demon seeds."

While the two demon cultivators were talking, a four-color fire light came from far to near.

"How dare a mere Nascent Soul come here to join in the fun? Hey, is he still a fire spirit?"

Taoist Xueding raised his eyebrows and then said:

"Give this one to me, and the next one to you."

Chang Hen stroked his hair between his temples, looked at the approaching four-color fire, and said with a half-smile, "Okay."

As soon as he agreed, Taoist Xueding disappeared into the golden light.

When he reappeared, he was in front of the four-color fire and opened his mouth to suck it in.

Chen Yuan, who was mastering the four-color fire, did not expect that someone suddenly moved in front of him, and his whole body seemed to be bound by invisible force, blocking the possibility of his escape.

magic repair?

Sensing the demonic aura of the other party and being unable to escape, Chen Yuan immediately self-destructed the clone without even thinking.

"boom!"

The violent fire spiritual power exploded and flowed towards Xue Ding's mouth along with the suction power in his mouth.

Xue Ding did not expect that the Nascent Soul, a fire-moving spirit body, would be so decisive, so he hurriedly moved away.

After a flash, he returned to the golden light of Qi Lun.

It's just that his face was charred at this moment, and the flesh and blood near his mouth had been blown away by the explosion.

"Haha, hahaha..."

Changhen chuckled lightly at first, and then couldn't help but laugh like a madman.

"Why are you laughing? Who would have thought that this person was so crazy that he didn't even use magic weapons and talismans and just blew himself up. If it were you, your soul would be burned as well."

Xueding became angry with shame. After swallowing two pills with a strong smell of blood, the injuries on his face gradually recovered.

Changhen's laughter gradually stopped, and he curled his hair leisurely and contentedly.

After a while, some people in the late stage of spiritual transformation moved outside the formation.

However, as soon as this person moved over, a gap spread from his Heavenly Spirit Cover all the way to Xia Yin.He glanced at the two people in the great luck in horror. When his soul rushed out of his body and was about to move away, a demonic hand held him in his hand and quickly melted away.

Xueding looked at the fallen corpse helplessly, and just when he was about to say something, Changhen waved his sleeves and threw out the demon flag.

The demon flag flew to the corpse and instantly absorbed the blood and spiritual energy from the corpse.

Xue Ding frowned angrily, but it was hard to say anything. After all, he had already said that the next person to come would be Gui Changhen.

Just when he was about to close his eyes and continue to realize the world, another beam of four-color fire flew over.

"Hmm? Another Nascent Soul...and a Fire Spirit? Are they from the same sect as the person just now?"

Initially he was a little disgusted, but after sensing that the flying person was carrying a spirit body, he suddenly showed joy:
"You ate the one just now. This one is my turn. It's just Nascent Soul. You won't rob it from me, right?"

Changhen chuckled with his hair on his temples: "You eat, you eat."

While saying this, he turned his head and glanced at the flying four-color fire, with a bit of strange color in his eyes.

Xue Ding had no doubt that he was there and moved to the four-color fire again.

This time, he struck out more cleanly and neatly. The moment he moved over, the laws of heaven and earth appeared directly, and he opened his mouth to swallow the four-color fire.

However, the four-color fire reacted very quickly, and when it sensed something was wrong, it would explode directly.

"boom!"

Black smoke came out of Xue Ding's magic look, and he said angrily:
"Which sect is this disciple?! He doesn't even think about resisting for a moment before he explodes. What kind of lunatics are these guys?!"

Changhen did not smile again this time, but said thoughtfully with his long hair between his legs: "Is the next one going to be mine?"

Xueding's brows stood up and he moved back into the golden light:
"It's yours, it's your damn bad luck! Next time you meet someone from this sect, I'll slap him to death first."

Changhen nodded and threw the demon flag into the air, disappearing into nothingness. Wisps of space power seeped into the surroundings.

At this time, two more people in the late stage of transformation appeared, one of whom was the same as the one before.

As soon as he came out, he was cut in half by the gap in space. The other person's body burst into glory, and then a blue gourd cut in half was left on the spot.

Next to the blue gourd, a man appeared. He glanced at the gourd with a heartbroken expression, and then turned to look at the two people in the golden light:

"Destroy my magic weapon and suffer death!"

As he spoke, the man's skin color turned black and red, and corpse aura rose into the sky.

A ferocious-looking Hanba Dharma appeared, and then merged into this person's body.

The two canine teeth on the man's upper jaw quickly extended, and the black and red skin turned into copper skin with a metallic luster.

With a flash of his body, the space crack in the void was violently broken.

A zombie with copper skin and iron bones appeared next to Chang Hen, its inky jade-like nails stabbing straight into Chang Hen's throat.

Changhen looked indifferent, and his body sank into the crack in space.

In the sky above the golden light, a huge space crack appeared, and a huge demon phase fell from it.

This demon has thousands of faces, and each face has a different expression.

Either ferocious, painful, frightened, or relieved, they all exude the aura of the divine transformation stage.

But this zombie showed no fear at all, and its figure quickly expanded.

Ominous and disastrous atmosphere filled the air, the ground within a hundred miles turned red, and black-red corpse fire danced all over the body.

Xueding ducked aside and licked his mouth, his eyes filled with hunger:

"There is actually a big fish here. It's a pity that this person has no flaws in his heart, otherwise he could have snatched it."

While muttering to himself, the swollen body of the Drought Demon collided with the demon with thousands of faces and shapes.

The demonic figures with thousands of faces and shapes uttered demonic sounds from their mouths. Some of the sounds echoed, and some of the mad roars resounded throughout the world, but every sound was full of the meaning of attracting people to fall into the devil.

At the same time, these thousand faces flew out from this bloated body, and dark red magic light shot out from their eyes.

However, the copper-skinned and iron-bone Drought Demon corpse was not afraid at all. He flew at the bloated Demonic Appearance, opened his mouth and bit into the Demonic Appearance with his sharp corpse teeth, sucking crazily.

The bloated demonic form howled in pain, and all the faces and images showed signs of pain.

"Hey, do you want me to help you?"

The Xue Ding on the side was eager to try, greedy for the blood and energy from the Drought Demon's corpse.

"How can you tell that I want your help?"

Changhen's figure appeared next to him, still looking indifferent, holding his temple hair between his fingers and slowly sliding it down.

"you?"

Xue Ding was startled and turned his head to look at Feng Qingyun Dan's Changhen.

After pondering for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice unconsciously: "Are you already at the peak of divine transformation?"

"No."

"then you···"

Before Xue Ding could say anything, Chang Hen glanced at him sideways.

Xue Ding pursed his lips knowing that he had made a mistake. In the Holy Sect, casually asking about other people's secrets was considered a provocative act.

After a moment of silence, he saw that the Demonic Appearance was still unable to take down the Drought Demon's corpse, and even half of the originally bloated Demon Appearance was sucked dry by the Drought Demon. He frowned and said:
"You really don't need my help? This Hanbao corpse is not weak. Even among the various sects of our Holy Sect, it has the strength of Daozi."

"That's just in your Shitianmen, in my Yuankong Pavilion, he is still far away from Daozi."

Xue Ding was dissatisfied and snorted coldly:

"In that case, I will see what you are capable of and I will always hate Daozi."

Changhen glanced at him and sneered: "Just watch."

After saying that, he didn't see any movement, and he quietly watched the bloated demonic form being sucked dry by the Drought Demon's corpse.

After the bloated demonic form was sucked dry by Drought Demon's corpse, the aura of Everlasting Hate also slumped, and he seemed to be in the middle stage of becoming a god.

Seeing this, Xue Ding on the side was about to taunt, but when he saw Changhen suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to hold it in vain.

The magic flag hanging high in the sky suddenly appeared in his hand, and a large number of space cracks appeared around him.

Pure spiritual power surged out from the cracks in space and rushed into Changhen's body.

Changhen's originally unstable aura not only stabilized quickly, but even increased a lot.

At the same time, the thousand-faced and thousand-elephant demonic phase that had been sucked dry also became full again as the aura of Everlasting Hate recovered.

It's just that this time, the demonic figure with thousands of faces and shapes is no longer bloated, but instead has strong limbs.

There are only seven faces on the body, and each face has the appearance of eternal hatred.

The seven faces represent the extremes of seven emotions: joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise.

Just looking at any face, one can't help but fall into the emotion of that face.

Xue Ding just glanced at that angry face, and the anger in his heart couldn't stop rising. He immediately didn't dare to look again, turned his head and said:
"It turns out you have been hiding your strength..."

Chang Hen caressed his temples calmly and said without squinting:
"It's not that I meant to hide it, it's just that the opponents I met were useless and couldn't help me remove all the extra spiritual energy and emotions."

As he spoke, the seven faces all looked at Hanbao's corpse.

Hanbao's ferocious face froze, and seven emotions - joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock - appeared one after another, and then he shrank his body in uncontrollable horror, as if he had seen something terrible.

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(End of this chapter)