Demon Lord, he is rebellious

Xianyu Haoyang didn't expect that the move just now would consume so much magic power, and the short-term lack of magic energy made him feel a little drained.

This situation was short-lived, and within a moment, the demonic energy surged from the center of Yuanshen's brows and filled the meridians all over his body, and he faintly felt that his meridians were widened by the surging magic power.

The widening of the meridians means more spiritual power that can be accommodated. In a battle of the same level, the opponent can output more spiritual power, and the power of the sword move is naturally greater than that of the opponent.

Xianyu Haoyang was delighted by the changes in his body, he heard a few coughs behind him, and then a familiar voice sounded,

"Brother Haoyang?"

The strong explosion forced Ji Mingfan, who was healing on the sidelines, to wake up. He coughed a few times to relieve the pain caused by the almost bifurcation just now.

Ji Mingfan looked around, and found that the darkness in front of him seemed to have faded a lot, and he no longer couldn't see his fingers. With the eyesight of a monk, he could faintly see the outline of things.

Xianyu Haoyang responded with "Yes".

Ji Mingfan asked again: "There was so much momentum just now, that monster should be dead, right?"

Xianyu Haoyang cast his eyes on the place where the explosion happened just now, the gray mist covering the monster's body was gone, only one or two of the eight tentacles were still hanging on the body, and only half of the huge belly was left.

This time, his body did not regenerate.But even so, the monster is not dead yet, only half of its stomach is undulating, and puddles of black blood-like things flow out from the wound, emitting a stench that makes people sick.

Surrounding the wound were burnt marks, which seemed to be the flames spit out by Xiao Jiu, which effectively prevented the monster's ability to regenerate.

Xianyu Haoyang felt fortunate, if it wasn't for Xiaojiu's flame that restrained that monster, how many human monks came down today would have to confess to this valley.Even Meng Yiwen, a powerful man in the fusion stage, almost died here.

Xianyu Haoyang raised the Dizang Mingquan sword and went forward to check, the monster had already revealed his face, with ravines and scars all over it, it seemed that it had been a few years old.A pair of eyes have been degenerated, and the white of the eyes accounts for four-fifths.

I don't know how these scars were made in the first place. This monster has such a strong self-healing ability, but it can't repair these scars.

A pair of eyes have been degenerated, the white of the eyes accounts for four-fifths, and there is a little black eye in the center, which makes people feel creepy when looking at people.

The monster stared at Xianyu Haoyang who was walking over, and seemed to see something terrifying, trembling all over, leaving only half of his body supported by two tentacles.

The tentacles kept wriggling on the ground, apparently wanting to back away from Haoyang Xianyu who was gradually approaching.

When Xianyu Haoyang walked within less than two meters of him, the monster's fear reached its peak. He let out an inhuman roar, and the sharp sound wave made Ji Mingfan, who was tens of meters away, hug his head and cover his head. Both ears squatted on the ground.

But this sound wave did not pose any threat to Xianyu Haoyang, except that it felt a bit unpleasant, he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Seeing that it did not pose the slightest threat to Xianyu Haoyang, the monster stopped roaring, and as Xianyu Haoyang's footsteps got closer and closer, the monster had already shaken into a sieve.

Xianyu Haoyang spoke again with an icy voice, "Who are you? Why are you here? Did you fight a human monk ten days ago?"

The monster just trembled in thought and didn't answer any of his questions.He waited for a long time, his patience was exhausted, and the demon energy surrounded the Jizang Mingquan sword in his hand, intending to finish the sharp-eyed monster with one sword.

When the sword tip was less than ten centimeters away from the monster's head, the monster moved!

He knelt down in an unbelievable movement, and kowtowed to Xianyu Haoyang non-stop, the hoarse and ugly voice sounded again, with deep fear, "Saint, spare! Saint, spare! "

This turn of events made Xianyu Haoyang stop, he glanced at behind him meaningfully, but there was no one, obviously the "saint" in the monster's mouth was referring to himself.

"Saint? Who is the saint?" Xianyu Haoyang asked in confusion.

The monster had fallen into fear and couldn't extricate itself, unable to answer any of his questions at all, it kept kowtowing to Xianyu Haoyang, shouting for mercy.

Xianyu Haoyang was inexplicably horrified at this moment, a crazy thought filled Xianyu Haoyang's mind, making him a little dizzy.

"Look up and look at me!" Xianyu Haoyang ordered with a firm tone.

Shocked by his aura, the monster unconsciously raised his head to meet Xianyu Haoyang's black eyes. He was attracted by those eyes, stared blankly, and gradually calmed down.

This is the first time for Xianyu Haoyang to use his own eyes to control other people's emotions. Before, he only used it to arouse the evil thoughts and fears in other people's hearts superficially, which is really a bit violent.

Ever since he woke up from the dead this time, inexplicably, there were more cultivation techniques about the demons in his mind, as if they had grown in his mind and engraved on his soul.

He also gained a general understanding of his own eyes.His eyes are unique, and it is the simplest function to arouse evil thoughts and fears in other people's hearts.

With this pair of eyes, he can just practice a kind of exercise called "Tianmo Tong". This exercise can control people's hearts, manipulate others, and practice to the extreme. He can even see through the world and see the future.

Xianyu Haoyang's erratic voice sounded, "I ask you something, you answer me honestly."

The monster nodded blankly.

Xianyu Haoyang asked, "Who are you?"

The monster said blankly: "I, yes, Mohongbei."

"Are you a demon?"

The monster said: "Yes."

"Why are you here?"

The monster said: "No, I know, I know."

"where is this place?"

The monster said: "No, I know, I know."

"Ten days ago, did you seriously injure a human monk?"

The monster nodded and said, "Yes."

Xianyu Haoyang hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "Who is the saint you are talking about?"

The monster said: "The saint is the saint."

He found that the monster's IQ was not high, so he asked another way, "Is the saint also a demon?"

The monster nodded, "Yes."

"I look like a saint?"

The monster said: "Yes."

"Where is the saint now?"

The monster didn't speak for a while, until Xianyu Haoyang stepped up his control, and the monster named Mo Hongbei said blankly: "Dead."

"How did you die?"

"do not know."

Xianyu Haoyang didn't know what it was like, and then asked: "Then, does she have a child?"

After finally asking this sentence, he fixed his eyes on Mo Hongbei.