Nine Turns Sword God

Eighth-grade Demonic Flame of the Universe——Ningshang!

It is the same as the Immortal Flame, but with a different name. It is a thing that belongs exclusively to the demon clan.

Once hit by this fire, the flame will burn long and never go out, constantly burning the enemy's vitality until death!

"Unbreakable!"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord sneered: "In the past, you were high and mighty, and no one dared to provoke you."

"But now, you are a stray dog, and you are not my opponent at all!"

Ye Cenyang stared at the burning demonic flame in his hand as if he had heard nothing.

This flame contains a huge amount of demonic energy, and some fire immortal essence.

It is a pure demon essence that has been accumulated and tempered for many years and cultivated!

It is really a tonic!

Ye Cenyang activated the Wuxiang Demon Art, instantly absorbed the demonic flame, and refined it into his own demon essence.

After wandering for several weeks, the demon essence turned into light blue.

Wisps of demon essence gathered into a vortex, spinning rapidly with the center of the dantian.

The demonic energy swirls, as vast as the sea.

It is the first stage of the Wuxiang Demon Art!

"Comfortable!"

Ye Cenyang's mouth curled up: "Are there any more?"

The look of the Dark Flame Demon Lord changed drastically: "What kind of skill are you practicing that can devour my magic flame!"

"Is it the Wuxiang Magic Skill?"

Ye Cenyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's so special about the Wuxiang Magic Skill?"

"There seem to be quite a few people who practice this skill."

The Dark Flame Demon Lord showed an expression of disbelief: "Ridiculous!"

"The Wuxiang Magic Skill can only be practiced by the Supreme Bloodline of our clan!"

"With your bloodline, it is impossible to practice the Wuxiang Magic Skill. What on earth did you do?"

Ye Cenyang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Wuxiang Magic Skill is clearly an ordinary skill passed down by the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, which can be practiced by all demons.

How come he said that it can only be practiced by the Supreme Bloodline?

According to the memory of the Swift Wind Demon Lord, the Supreme Bloodline refers to the bloodline above the Jingtao level.

Only the royal family of the demon clan and the demons with the purest bloodline can have it.

The more Ye Cenyang thought about it, the more he felt it was wrong.

As the Swift Wind Demon Lord, how could he not know the existence of the Wuxiang Demon Art?

But why did he absorb the remnant soul of the Swift Wind Demon Lord without knowing it?

"Then I have to ask you!"

Ye Cenyang snorted coldly: "If you hadn't cut off my life, how could I have been tossed around for many years and only resurrected now?"

"If it weren't for the help of the noble, I would still be sealed under the statue of Xuan Yue!"

The face of the Dark Flame Demon Lord suddenly changed, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The existence of the Wuxiang Demon Art is enough to prove that Ye Cenyang has the help of the demon clan royal family behind him.

He can't afford to offend such a big shot!

"I'm really lucky!"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord looked guilty: "Since I'm lucky enough to save my life, I'll live well!"

"If I can't be used by the demon clan, I'll die one day!"

He left after he finished speaking.

"Did I let you go?"

Ye Cenyang flashed and directly blocked the way of the Dark Flame Demon Lord.

His eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "I just resurrected, and you are in a hurry to kill me."

"Do you really think I am made of mud?"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord said angrily: "What do you think?"

Ye Cenyang smiled lightly: "Your magic flame is good, I want it!"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord was furious: "Xunfeng, do you really think I dare not touch you?"

Ye Cenyang laughed: "You can kill me, but can you afford to offend the demon clan royal family?"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord was shocked, his eyes full of fear.

After hesitating for a long time, he condensed a ball of magic flame in his palm.

It was only a fist-sized ball, but it made him roar in pain and tremble all over!

"Here you go!"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord threw out the magic flame and ran away!

Ye Cenyang did not stop him. After he left, he absorbed the magic flame into his body.

The ghost fox approached him cautiously and asked: "Demon Lord, the Dark Flame has always been vindictive, you have to be more careful."

Her attitude was several times more respectful than before.

Obviously, it was the reputation of the demon clan royal family that frightened her.

"I know."

Ye Cenyang replied casually and let her leave.

He urged his immortal soul to tell Chu Shaoyang the news.

...

The Heavenly Palace, the Forbidden Demon Realm.

Under the clouds of the Heavenly Palace, it is dark all day and night, a place without light forever, specially used to imprison the Heavenly Demon.

When Chu Shaoyang came to the entrance, he was stopped by a black-armored warrior.

"Forbidden Demon Realm, idle people retreat!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled and said, "My name is Ning Wuqing, the one who captured the Soul Devouring Demon Lord."

"I want to see the Soul Devouring Demon Lord."

The black-armored warrior raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you the guy who captured the Soul Devouring Demon Lord alive?"

He was thinking about something and looked at Chu Shaoyang repeatedly.

After a moment, he made a gesture of counting money.

"Understand?"

Chu Shaoyang was speechless.

Can you enter the place where the Heavenly Demon is imprisoned by paying money?

But he thought about it, it was a good thing to see the Soul Devouring Demon Lord for only some money.

Chu Shaoyang took out a hundred immortal crystals and handed them to him.

The black-armored warrior glanced at him and frowned: "Are you sending away beggars?"

"At least three thousand, or no deal!"

Chu Shaoyang almost laughed out of anger.

After thinking about it, he decided to tolerate him for a while.

After giving the black-armored warrior three thousand immortal crystals, he showed a satisfied expression.

"Quite reasonable!"

"Just half an hour, go and come back quickly!"

Chu Shaoyang stepped into the forbidden demon deep area.

This place looked like a crack in the clouds, more like a canyon.

There were many special cells in the clouds, guarded by immortal formations, and many demons were imprisoned.

As he went deeper, there were fewer and fewer demons inside, but the aura became stronger and stronger.

Until the deepest part of the canyon, there is a very special and spacious cell, in which is the Soul Devouring Demon Lord.

"You are here."

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord was not surprised and waved to him.

Chu Shaoyang was full of doubts: "Are you a member of the Demon Clan Royal Family?"

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord nodded: "The Heavenly Palace arrested me for the Formless Demon Scripture."

"They announced to the public that I am the remains of the Heavenly Demon, and I have fled to the Chaos Fairyland to survive. Except for the Star-Moon Fairy, no one else knows."

Chu Shaoyang frowned suddenly: "Who wants the Formless Demon Scripture?"

"Could it be the Immortal Emperor?"

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord sneered: "Who else but him?"

"Your Immortal Emperor has been secretly communicating with my Demon Clan for a long time, and the death of the previous Immortal Emperor is also related to the Heavenly Demon."

Chu Shaoyang was secretly shocked.

The connection between the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Clan is far more complicated than he thought!

"Since you are here, help me tell the demon clan royal family a message."

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord said in the Heavenly Demon Language: "The Third Prince is harboring evil intentions and intends to kill the king!"

"Among the three princes, only the eldest prince is thoughtful and trustworthy."

"With the Wuxiang Demonic Scripture as evidence, he will believe what you say."

Chu Shaoyang nodded and secretly took note.

At this time, the voice of the black-armored warrior came from a distance.

"Warden Ma, everything is as usual, nothing unusual!"

"You are so noble, how can you personally explore such a dirty place, don't dirty your clothes!"

The voice was loud, as if it was deliberately said to him.

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Please watch the show."

He didn't leave either, just waited for them to come.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a black and gold dragon-patterned robe walked slowly.

The black-armored warrior flattered him on the side, and was stunned when he saw that Chu Shaoyang hadn't left yet.