Demon Becoming the Lord

After Xiao Lang entered the void space, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Qianxun’s soaring profound energy also stopped, but Xiao Lang’s body was still running the celestial demon refining body automatically, and the grass vine continued to actively heal him. His consciousness was the same as when he was underground in the Blood Dynasty last time, he couldn't get out of that void space anymore.

"Oh, miss, why are you doing this?"

In the yard next to him, Aunt Fei sighed faintly, looking at Mu Xiaoyao, who was slightly pale in the yard, and said, "For a little person, I actually use the phantom lyre? And even if Xiao Lang enters the emptiness of the heavenly demon, he Can comprehend the demon combat skills? Take ten thousand steps and say, even if he has acquired the demon combat skills? In this world, who has practiced the demon combat skills, who can survive seven times of the inner demon? He is not dead in the end. One? Does it make sense?"

Dressed in yellow clothes, Little Demon Mu, sitting quietly like a fairy who can't eat fireworks, didn't explain Fei's doubts, just smiled faintly: "Can he learn the battle skills of the Heavenly Demon? How many times have the heart demon? How long can I live for? What does it matter to me? I'm just helping my brother to give him a hope of living, that's all!"

Aunt Fei was speechless for a while. She looked at the young lady when she grew up. She also knew that this lady had a weird temper and a maverick. She always liked to act according to her heart, and didn't care about the eyes of the world. Or maybe it is her character that can develop this kind of elegant temperament and make countless peerless sons crazy.

Mu Xiaoyao ignored Aunt Fei's complicated gaze, calmly put away a moon-white long piano, turned and went back to the room.

"Huh? My profound energy has risen so fast? Have I actually reached the middle rank of Zun Zun? Unbelievable!"

The yard here was calm, but Chihiro's shocked cry came from the yard over there. Chihiro's spirit is of the ground level, and his cultivation speed is so slow that he broke through the Zhan Zun realm a year ago. , After practicing for a year, he still hasn't broken through the middle rank of Zhan Zun. At this moment, it was only an hour or two, and his profound energy skyrocketed, and he reached the middle rank of Zhan Zun.

"Huh? Young Master is actually cultivating Heavenly Demon Body Refining? His Dantian has been abolished, how can he still cultivate?"

Qianxun sighed a few times, and saw Xiao Lang lying on his back on the ground, his body muscles trembled and he was obviously cultivating a heavenly devil body, and he became even more suspicious.

The thing that shocked Qianxun even more was still to come. Xiao Lang actually kept cultivating the heavenly demon body, and his grass vines would take the initiative to emit a burst of green light every hour, surrounding him.

Half a day, one day, two days!

On the third day, Xiao Lang hadn't woken up, and Qianxun was so anxious now, but Xiao Lang couldn't wake up no matter how he called. He had no choice but to wait for Xiao Lang to wake up automatically.

Another strange thing was that Xiao Lang's identity was clearly revealed. In the past few days, no one had visited the courtyard, and no assassin had come to the door.

This is not normal, this is very evil.

It was just that Xiao Lang was in such a state at the moment, Qianxun did not dare to go out and explore, so he could only hide in the courtyard, guarding Xiao Lang, waiting for him to wake up.

And every morning and dusk, in the yard next door, the beautiful piano sound will always sound, making Chihiro mesmerized, but Chihiro dare not let herself go in completely silently, for fear that she will be inexplicable. Starting to practice, there was no time to look after Xiao Lang.

In fact!

Things in this yard, not only Qianxun feels evil, but the entire Soul City feels evil.

Recently, some people in Divine Soul City know how many assassins sneak in under the acquiescence of some people in the city. Countless killer organizations in the underground world have sent assassins to prepare for the assassination of Xiao Lang for the astounding rewards secretly released by Yun Zishan and the Blood Dynasty. Even the Yun Family and the Blood Sect secretly sent several dead soldiers from the peak of the warlord to the Soul City.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Lang is bound to die, because he himself is a useless person, and Qianxun's strength is only in the Zhan Zun realm. Xiao Futu and the others are gone, Xiao Lang is no one to see in the three dynasties. Even if there are several families in the Zhan Dynasty that have a good relationship with Xiao Lang, at this moment they dare to risk the anger of the Yun family and quietly protect Xiao Lang?

Therefore, the people in Soul City thought that Xiao Lang would definitely die. Therefore, although Xiao Lang composed dozens of poems overnight and shocked the literary world, no one dared to visit him, because there was nothing to visit for a dead person.

As a result, evil things appeared.

Ten days have passed, Xiao Lang is still alive, but countless assassins are like moths, as long as they get close to Xiao Lang's courtyard, they disappear suddenly.

Just last night, after a famous assassin in the killer world disappeared again, it finally completely shocked the strong and big figures in the city.

Because the overall strength of this assassin has reached the middle-ranked warlord, it is not a big deal that the middle-ranked warlord is killed. The question is whether a middle-ranked warlord or a strong man who is proficient in assassination will die silently. It's scary. The powerhouses in the city last night, including the deputy city lord Jiakun, didn't feel any fluctuations in the battle.

"confirmed?"

At the top of the Shenhun Pavilion, Jiakun was playing with a beautiful jade finger in his hand, and asked a divine master casually. The priest who was covered in black robe immediately replied respectfully: "My lord, the Broken Blade Organization has just released a word, and the soul thread of their gold medal assassin Ryoma has broken..."

Jiakun raised his brows, revealing a hint of surprise, and murmured: "Oh? That young Fei is really so strong? Can he kill a war emperor silently under my nose?"

Mu Fei and Mu Xiaoyao suddenly appeared in the city, and Mu Fei, a coquettish young woman, even a blind man could see her extraordinary. Divine Soul City is the site of Divine Soul Pavilion, and Jia Kun can't hide anything in the city, so it is not surprising that Jia Kun can guess something.

Seeing Jiakun groaning in silence, the priest asked for instructions in a low voice: "Sir? Should we let our people try?"

"No way!"

Jiakun resolutely refused: "Until my lord comes back, don't act rashly. This young Fei has such supernatural powers and appears so weird. It should come from the Soul Sea. If one doesn't handle it well, something big will happen. Let me go out and let everyone stop making trouble. I don’t want anyone in the city to make trouble again until the lord comes back. Who dares to make trouble again?

Jiakun let out a word, the city calmed down, and the assassins lurking in did not dare to move. In a sense, Jiakun represents the city lord of the soul, and the words of the city lord of the soul, but even Yun Feiyang dare not defy, who would dare to move?

After half a month, Xiao Lang finally woke up under Qianxun's delighted eyes. What made Qianxun even more ecstatic was that after Xiao Lang opened his eyes, there was a look in his eyes, a look that hadn't been seen for a long time.

"Sky demon combat skills? There is a mental method of heaven demon refining in that emptiness? Cooperating with heaven demon refining, it becomes a heaven demon combat skill?"

Xiao Lang ignored Qianxun, as if he was still immersed in the void, and he muttered to himself nervously: "In terms of the combat skills of the Heaven Demon, it is said that only a tyrannical force can achieve the powerful strength of destroying the heavens and the earth? How is this... possible? There really is such a domineering supernatural power between heaven and earth? Is this an ancient god's combat skills? It's a pity that I have only been in it for so long, and I only realized three sentences of mind..."