Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

In an instant, Luo He was enveloped by the scorching heat of Gao Yang. The scorching breath pressed directly into his body, as if to melt him completely. He was sweating profusely, his whole body was drenched, and his body was almost losing support under the scorching heat.

Just for a moment...

"Woo~" A low groan came from his throat, and his legs trembled slightly. The impact of the high Yang almost made him faint, and the world in front of his eyes was blurry.

Ha... haha, that's terrible, I feel like my body is about to collapse.

Looking at Fu Xueqiong's calm expression, it seemed as if Luo He could not move her at all.

Fu Xueqiong, who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage, was still too strong for Luo He.

Just when he was about to be overwhelmed, a pair of slender hands tightly grasped his hands, pulling him back from the endless heat. Fu Xueqiong sneered and pulled him closer, looking at him with a playful look, her voice tinged with contempt: "What's wrong? It's just the beginning, and you can't bear it anymore?"

Chapter 74: The Dao Demon Saint Body, the Sword Rises from the Sky (Sixth Update)

"of course not!"

Luo He gritted his teeth and replied stubbornly. Even though his body was nearing its limit, he refused to show weakness. He forced himself to steady himself, not wanting to appear too embarrassed in front of Fu Xueqiong. He focused his mind and concentrated his spiritual energy on the sword.

He took a deep breath, tried to suppress his inner restlessness, and then drew his sword again!

"Uh... ah!"

The sword's energy was sharp, filled with immense determination and rage. Time and again, the blade's edge grew sharper and more merciless as it struck Fu Xueqiong. Each of his strikes was precise, using all his might, hoping to defeat Fu Xueqiong and prove he wasn't so fragile.

When the first sword was chopped out, the air seemed to be torn apart, and the sword energy roared like thunder and rushed forward. The sharp sword light flashed in the air, as if to cut off everything that stood in its way.

Luo He's body moved closely following the sword's edge, his steps swift and steady. In an instant, he swung out another sword, this time with even greater force. The sword energy surged in the air, emitting bursts of low roaring sounds, like huge waves whipped up by a strong wind, unstoppable.

Each of his strikes was merciless, his blade raining down like a dense rainstorm, at a speed so fast that it was impossible to keep up, like a torrential downpour, stretching endlessly. The light his blades shone through the air was like lightning and thunder, flickering and fading, yet each time he locked onto his target with unerring precision.

The power of each strike was superimposed on the previous one, like a rolling torrent, wave after wave, unstoppable. Luo He's figure appeared and disappeared in the sword light, his movements so fast that it was difficult to catch. Only silver light flashed in the air, but it was impossible to discern the trajectory of his next strike.

Every time he struck the sword like this, it was a challenge to Luo He's physical limits. He tensed his body, clenched his teeth, and his face flushed.

Fu Xueqiong's expression remained unchanged. She simply stood there, as if unaffected by the sword's threat. A hint of amusement lingered in her eyes as she allowed Luo He's sword to strike her again and again. Her deep blue eyes remained motionless, as if she were watching a struggling child, completely unaffected by Luo He's sword moves.

"Huh...heh..."

Luo He's attacks gradually became rapid, and his breathing became heavier. He used all his strength in every sword strike, but Fu Xueqiong remained motionless, as if his attacks were just insignificant breezes that could not shake her at all.

The opponent is too strong.

"What? Is that all?"

Fu Xueqiong's voice echoed in the air, with a hint of laziness and mockery. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze swept across Luo He like a knife, her eyes full of indifference and disdain.

The Sword Immortal Master's lips curled up slightly, revealing a slightly sarcastic smile, but that smile never reached her eyes, instead revealing a coldness. Her long hair fluttered gently, fluttering slightly with her sigh. She looked lazy and cold, as if Luo He's performance was just a meaningless game to her.

"You look really bad right now. Are you going to die?"

Fu Xueqiong's tone was gentle, yet piercingly cold. Her voice was like a whisper in Luo He's ear, as if every word was striking at the weakness and powerlessness in his heart.

There was a hint of teasing in his voice, and a cruel glee in his eyes, as he made no effort to hide his disappointment.

At this moment when he was on the verge of reaching his limit, Luo He's whole body shook.

Holding hands tightly with Fu Xueqiong and being constantly attacked and pressed by her, Luo He could feel that his physical cultivation seemed to have broken through the critical value at this moment.

Breakthrough in mid-air!

The body of the Great Dao has reached a stage in refining the energy of the Heavenly Demon.

[The body of the Great Dao, refining the energy of the Heavenly Demon to break through...]

[The body of the devil——completed!!!]

In the Heavenly Demon Original Record, Luo He could see that the [Body of the Great Dao] and [Body of the Heavenly Demon] on his original physique entry were mixed together.

Then, a bright and colorful entry appeared - [Taoist Demon Holy Body].

【Physique: Dao Demon Saint Body.】

[Daomo Saint Body: Born from the union of the Celestial Demon Body and the Dao Body, it represents the fusion of ultimate power and wisdom. Under this physique, the individual not only inherits all the advantages of both the Celestial Demon Body and the Dao Body, but also undergoes a qualitative leap through the perfect union of the two, reaching a whole new realm.]

[Ultimate Qi and Powerful Physique: The Dao Demon Saint Body inherits the powerful Qi and exceptional physique of the Heavenly Demon Body, surpassing the strength of ordinary practitioners. Those possessing the Dao Demon Saint Body can withstand immense energy shocks and pressure, and their resilience is astonishing. The effectiveness of food and medicinal herbs is greatly enhanced, sometimes even instantly exerting over ten times their original effect, rapidly increasing their cultivation speed.]

[Extraordinary Comprehension and Perception: The Dao Demon Saint Body inherits the supreme comprehension abilities of the Dao Body, endowing the individual with an extremely keen understanding of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the mysteries of all things in the world. It is able to comprehend complex laws and principles in a short period of time, and even directly grasp profound mysteries that others would take decades to master.]

The Power of Dao-Demon Fusion: The core of the Dao-Demon Saint Body lies in the perfect fusion of the Heavenly Demon Body and the Dao Body. This fusion allows the individual's strength and wisdom to reach an unprecedented balance and peak state. In battle, they can perfectly combine the power of Qi and blood with the understanding of the Dao, unleashing a terrifying combat power beyond that of ordinary practitioners. The laws of the Dao are integrated into every move and form, making attacks not only immensely destructive but also imbued with irresistible legal suppression.

[Special Statement: Unparalleled in the World]

[Unparalleled in the world: There can only be one in the world. 】

Luo He felt a surge of unprecedented power surge within him, as if all the energy in the universe had converged within him at that moment. His blood seemed to boil, a scorching heat coursing through his body. Every inch of his skin and every bone was brimming with surging vitality.

He could clearly feel his muscles expanding, his strength seemed endless, as if he could burst out with earth-shattering destructive power at any time.

"Huh...ha..."

Every breath he took seemed to absorb the essence of the entire universe. Even the spiritual energy in the air was drawn to the powerful aura within him, flowing continuously into his body, strengthening his already immense vitality. His heart beat violently like a war drum, and each beat seemed to want to completely release this powerful force.

The Daomo Holy Body can enhance the effectiveness of food to a greater extent. After eating the Tianxin Double Dragon Banquet, Luo He returned to Tianming Mountain and ate the Tianxiang Eight Treasures Meat and the Burning Yang Eggs that stimulated Yang Qi. Extremely powerful effects have been accumulated in Luo He's body.

Roar!

A dragon roar faintly erupted from Luo He's body.

The Ancient Dragon's Spine also resonated and erupted at the same time.

Luo He's sword intent suddenly reached its peak.

Fu Xueqiong's flawless face, which would never show any emotion, trembled at this moment, and a touching moan escaped from her mouth.

"Hmm~"

Chapter 75: Transformation into Spiritual Power, Forced Suppression (Seventh Update)

"Wait, Master, what was that sound just now..." Luo He held Fu Xueqiong's small hands tightly with his backhand, and could faintly feel a slight trembling touch coming from them.

He could feel that Fu Xueqiong was obviously strongly impacted by the sword moves he made after his breakthrough.

At this moment, Luo He's sword intent was no longer simply strength, but a scorching heat that surged wildly along his veins. This heat seemed to completely ignite his entire body, filling every inch of his skin and every bone with scorching power.

As the sword intent grew stronger, the temperature around it seemed to rise rapidly, and the scorching sword intent was like a raging fire.

But after just a moment, Fu Xueqiong returned to her original calm appearance.

"No, that's just your illusion. Maybe there are birds singing nearby."

"How is that possible? Birds don't make such lovely noises."

Fu Xueqiong's expression remained unchanged: "Please focus on continuing your attack and don't pay attention to any other irrelevant things."

Luo He slowly raised his eyebrows.

Fu Xueqiong's beautiful face in front of him remained calm as usual, without any sign of hesitation.

Could it be that he really heard it wrong?

Luo He cleared the distracting thoughts from his mind and continued to attack.

His physical condition transformed into the unparalleled Taoist Demon Saint Body in the world, and the feeling that he was on the verge of collapse disappeared.

This also makes his moves more powerful.

"Snapped!"

Luo He's body seemed to be completely integrated with the sword in his hand. Every sword move was carried out with unparalleled precision and power. He felt the infinite power surge within him, turning into the source of power for each of his swords.

As he struck, sword energy surged through the air, like thunder, thrusting directly at the enemy with unstoppable momentum. Wherever the sword moved, it swept away everything like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves, without stopping.

Luo He seemed to have transformed into a god of war, each strike carrying a powerful, chilling sense of oppression. The power of the Dao Demon Saint Body within him made each of his strikes far more powerful than before. The sword flashed like lightning, swift and fierce, as if it was about to pierce everything in sight.

"Woo~"

At this moment, a soft moan was heard again. This sound was extremely weak, but it seemed to have a magical power that instantly penetrated Luo He's defenses and struck his heart.

Although Fu Xueqiong's voice was soft, it was full of charm and emotion. The low hum seemed to carry infinite temptation, as if responding to Luo He's strong sword intent, and as if she had an inexplicable resonance with this power deep in her heart.

Although the Sword Immortal Master still maintained her pride and composure, the slight panic in her eyes and the subtle change in her expression had already exposed the fluctuations in her mood at the moment.

"Master, it's not a bird, it's you who made the noise, right?"

Luo He's heart was shaken, as if all the strength in his body was pulled by this gentle moan, and his heartbeat quickened accordingly. That sound was like a strand of silk thread, gently wrapped around his heart, bringing a touch that could not be ignored.

Luo He felt a sense of satisfaction welling up in his heart, as if everything he had done had finally been rewarded.

It sounds really nice...

That subtle voice seemed to tell him that his sword moves weren't completely ineffective, but had touched upon a realm he had never explored before. This feeling filled him with pride and joy, as if he had finally made Fu Xueqiong no longer that cold and indifferent being, but had truly been affected by his power.

Did he break his master's trick?

"cough~"

Fu Xueqiong's usually flawless face now had a charming blush, like the rosy glow in the morning light, setting off her delicate facial features like sculptures.

This blush seemed particularly abrupt on her calm and playful expression, like an enchanting flower suddenly blooming, breaking her usual indifference and detachment.

The beautiful woman in front of him raised her drooping eyelids slightly, and for the first time, an indescribable surprise and hesitation flashed in her deep eyes.

"I admit that I did underestimate you, my dear disciple." She murmured softly, with a hint of complicated emotions in her tone, as if lamenting her previous negligence.

Fu Xueqiong's tightly closed lips finally loosened, as if she was trying hard to suppress the fluctuations in her heart, but a trace of uncontrollable hesitation still leaked out from her expression.

Facing Luo He's powerful sword intent, Fu Xueqiong's brow furrowed slightly, as if feeling an unprecedented pressure. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, as if every breath was accompanied by an invisible pressure. This irresistible force was pressing deep into her heart, as if shaking her very foundation.

“It’s not bad this time.”

Facing this increasingly powerful sword intent, Fu Xueqiong's originally indestructible defense line began to show tiny cracks.

Just when Luo He was feeling somewhat complacent about Fu Xueqiong's recognition, the aura of the white-robed swordsman in front of him changed.

She extended her tongue slightly and licked her red lips gently, her movements full of teasing. Her azure eyes stared at Luo He, emitting a terrifying brilliance.

Fu Xueqiong's breath suddenly became hot, and the air around her seemed to be ignited. Every inch of her skin seemed to emit a charming glow, with a strong attraction.

The previously steady momentum now transformed into a dangerous and deadly temptation, like a beast ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

Luo He opened his eyes wide, his heartbeat quickening. He could clearly sense that Fu Xueqiong's aura had become completely different from before.

Fu Xueqiong exhaled a breath of hot air and said softly, "Do you realize it? I was afraid of accidentally hurting you, so I restricted a large part of my spiritual power and suppressed some of my body's natural reactions."

Although Luo He now possesses a powerful Taoist demon body, he is still just a junior in the foundation-building stage.

And Fu Xueqiong is a high and mighty being in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

At this moment, she untied herself, exuding an incomparable sense of oppression and charm. Her beautiful face was now wearing an unfathomable smile, as if everything was under her control.

Fu Xueqiong's voice was soft and charming, as if it carried a hint of magic that made people irresistible: "Given your current physical strength, it should be enough for me to remove the restrictions to this extent, right?"

Her tone seemed as if she was sharing a secret with Luo He, but with a strong sense of teasing.

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. The force was several times stronger than before, suddenly attacking him, like an invisible mountain pressing down on him. His mind was instantly overwhelmed by this powerful aura, and his previously unyielding sword intent was completely shattered at this moment.

He had thought he could withstand Fu Xueqiong's power, but facing such overwhelming pressure, Luo He found himself still too weak. His previously surging sword energy now seemed to have encountered an insurmountable barrier, suppressed by Fu Xueqiong's pressure, rendering it unable to move forward. His sword energy could no longer surge forward with the same unstoppable force as before, but was instead crushed into a chaotic mess, nearly collapsing.

The impact that felt like his soul was about to leave his body made Luo He unable to stop humming, and his spiritual power dissipated.

Chapter 76: Fu Xueqiong is surprised (Part 8)

"Ah...ha..."

Luo He felt a strong sense of oppression after Fu Xueqiong released him from his restraints, and he instantly felt an invisible force pressing down heavily on him.

Even if the spiritual power dissipates, the feeling of pressure still exists.

Luo He's breathing became rapid, and his chest seemed to be pressed down by a huge force, making it difficult to breathe. The oppressive feeling seemed to come from all directions, invading every inch of his nerves.

As the pressure from Fu Xueqiong increased, Luo He felt a strong sense of dizziness rushing into his mind, as if everything in the world was spinning, and he could hardly keep his body steady.

His legs trembled slightly, and his body seemed to lose its support, gradually falling forward. As the dizziness intensified, his pupils began to dilate, and his once clear vision gradually blurred, and the scene before him began to become hazy and uncertain.

He felt that the sword intent was rapidly collapsing and could no longer maintain the strong momentum it had before.

Luo He's body could no longer support him. His fingers trembled slightly. If Fu Xueqiong hadn't supported him, he would have fallen down.

It's a feeling like your brain is about to be knocked out.

"Master..."