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Chapter 235 Remodeling the Demon Body (Part 2)

Chapter 235: Reshaping the Demon Body (Part 2)

After Yang Yifeng practices Xuantian Divine Refining Art every day, he goes to the palace master's secret room and drops a drop of essence and blood with added materials. Not only that, every day, Yang Yifeng's drop of essence and blood will be deliberately absorbed by Yang Yifeng, pretending to be unable to bear it, making the Fanyun Demon Ancestor helpless. Originally, the essence and blood on a person's body are limited, and ordinary people only have two or three drops of essence and blood. They are the source and driving force of life. And those who practice can accumulate over a long period of time through continuous practice and long-term accumulation. This is also the reason why those who practice can live forever after they practice to a certain extent.

Of course, the higher the cultivation level, the faster the blood will condense. In addition, people are the best of all spirits, so they are easier to condense than other monsters. But even if they are as strong as Yang Yifeng, it is impossible to have a drop a day, right? Moreover, Yang Yifeng had used forty-nine drops before, so the Fanyun Demon Ancestor could not catch the pain.

Hiding strength is Yang Yifeng's specialty. The special nature of "Void Sword Condensation Technique" plus the breath-catching technique, as long as you don't show your own strength, pretending that your cultivation is greatly damaged and your strength is not good, that's not a minor point? Even the Fenyun Demon Ancestor can't find out whether it is true or false. So Yang Yifeng is pretending to be b now!

Every day, he was so weak that he walked into the secret room like a dead dog and dripped blood. Then he was even weaker and almost crawled out of the secret room. Once the door was closed, Yang Yifeng returned to his vitality. Just kidding, is the dragon beard fruit eaten for nothing? Although essence and blood are important, they are much more loss. The dragon beard essence in his body will automatically help Yang Yifeng replenish the original state. As for the exhausted cultivation, it is not easy. Every day, condense the sword and fight with the blood kill, and you can recover freely.

The Fanyun Demon Ancestor was moved. Seeing Yang Yifeng losing so much essence, he looked more miserable day by day. He could not help but feel that he owed Yang Yifeng. Although Yang Yifeng did not say this debt of favor, the Fanyun Demon Ancestor was dissatisfied. In addition, Yang Yifeng is a disciple of the Demon Sect, and the Fanyun Demon Ancestor himself had already owed the favor of the Demon Sect and had not paid back it, and now it is all counted on Yang Yifeng.

Although the Fanyun Demon Ancestor is moody, insidious, and cunning, and murderous, the most annoying thing is that he owe everyone favors! Therefore, he has always been alone and does not like to make friends. Otherwise, when he is besieged, no one will come to help.

A drop of essence and blood every day lasts for 9981 yuan, even Yang Yifeng can't stand it.

On the 81st day, Yang Yifeng pushed open the door of the secret room, unblocked the ban, and walked in. He saw a shadow that was almost about to form a solid body, sitting cross-legged. Needless to ask, this person was the soul of the soul and the complete Fanyun Demon Ancestor.

"Senior, you are about to be done. It's really a gratifying thing~!" Yang Yifeng came to the side of the Fanyun Demon Ancestor weakly and congratulated happily. This kind of happiness comes from the heart. It is absolutely not fake.

"Hahaha~~~ I didn't expect that I would see the light of the sky again. Brother Yang, I will never forget your kindness! Qing Jiao, Li Kun, Nightmare, Blood-Devouring Moon..... Please wait, I, the Emperor of Fenyun, is back again~~!!! One day, I will settle this blood debt with you!" The Demon of Fenyun roared fiercely.

Yang Yifeng finally confirmed from the Fengyun Demon Ancestor that the Fengyun Demon Ancestor is indeed the Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm! It seems that someone had made dumplings, which made him escape to the lower realm. As a result, his magic power had not yet recovered and he was surrounded by others. As a result, he was so unlucky to end up in such a field.

Yang Yifeng pretended to be flattered on the surface, and replied respectfully and weakly: "This is what the younger generation should do. Seniors don't have to worry about it. This is a little intention of the younger generation. I believe that seniors can use it after they recover." As he said that, he took out a small bottle of Xuantan water from his arms. This thing has a significant nourishing effect on the soul.

The Demon Ancestor of the Wind Cloud just glanced at Yang Yifeng deeply and said nothing. He took over the Xuantan Cleansing Water.

Then Yang Yifeng forced out the last drop of essence and blood and handed it to the Fanyun Demon Ancestor. He said, "I wish you success!!" After that, he turned around and walked out slowly and shakingly.

Ten days later, a loud bang sounded throughout the Soul Refining Mountain. Then a strong demonic energy soared into the sky. Yang Yifeng's Fengming Palace's back hall collapsed halfway. The demonic energy soared into the sky dyed the originally clear and cloudless sky with dark clouds, and then covered the entire Fengming Palace.

Then a figure flew out of the ruins, which was the source of the demonic energy that soared into the sky. It was hard to imagine that a person could emit such a terrifying demonic energy, even the sky was dyed black.

"Boom~~" A blue light flashed in the dark sky, and then a loud thunder sounded, and then the thunder clouds began to gather quickly. The figure quickly moved to the top of the mountain peak in the distance, stood straight on the top of the mountain, cursing to God angrily: "God, I'm seeing the light of heaven again, what can you do to me? Ah~~~~"

Such a huge movement alarmed the senior management of the Demon Sect, Qi Ye and Mo Yu, both rushed towards Feng Ming Palace. Then the nine elders, who had not appeared for a long time, took the lead and turned into a ray of light at a rapid speed, crossed the sky, and flew towards Feng Ming Palace. In the deep valley behind Feng Ming Palace, Ni Tian and Xue Sha also rushed over quickly. At the same time, the Demon Sect had some cultivation and nothing to do, and rushed here!

Yang Yifeng felt ache. He didn't expect that the Fanyun Demon Ancestor would make such a big noise, and also destroyed half of the Fengming Lord Hall. But he had nowhere to be angry and had to deal with the disciples of the Demon Sect who came.

At this time, the Great Elder had already arrived at the scene first and saw the figure on the top of the mountain. His face changed a lot, but his reaction was not slow. He hurriedly used his skills to send a message: "Transfer to my decree. All disciples except the sect leader, the four guardians, and the nine elders will retreat. No violations or peeping!"

After the decree, many lights of the Dao suddenly changed direction, and only a few still flew towards this side. It was Qiye and others! The Demon Sect’s decree is like a mountain, and no one can violate it. Fortunately, this is the main hall of the Demon Sect, otherwise the matter of the Demon Sect’s Demon Ancestor might be leaked tomorrow.

Yang Yifeng looked at the people, but fortunately, there were not many people, so there was no big problem. Five elders came, and then Qiye and Moyu, plus Yang Yifeng, Wei Tian, ​​and Blood Killing Three.

Not long after the people arrived, the demonic energy in the sky was dispersed, leaving a huge thunder cloud! Qiye saw the thunder cloud and immediately gasped and said in surprise: "Thousand Extreme Demon Tribulation??!!"

Yang Yifeng asked strangely: "What is the Thousand Divine Demon Tribulation?"

"It is a kind of heavenly tribulation, a punishment for the trolls against the heavens! Who is this person? He can actually bring about such a rare heavenly tribulation in a thousand years?" Qi Ye asked strangely.

Yang Yifeng was depressed. Wasn’t he just regaining his soul and reshaping his body? He actually wanted to induce a Thousand Extreme Demon Tribulation? It’s really strange? In fact, Yang Yifeng was just ignorant. The appearance of the Fanyun Demon Ancestor in the lower realm was a defiance of heaven. He slaughtered countless monks in the lower realm and reshaped the demon body twice. In addition, Yang Yifeng used this time to shape the essence and blood of the dragon beard essence, so he deserved this disaster!

Yang Yifeng did not answer Qiye's words, but the elder looked at Yang Yifeng and the Fengyun Demon Ancestor with surprise and strange eyes, and sighed helplessly: "This person is the Fengyun Demon Ancestor!"

"Ah~~~" Except for Yang Yifeng, everyone exclaimed in surprise. The voices against the world were particularly different, and there was a bit of fanaticism in their surprise.

Yang Yifeng was stared at by everyone and had to say with great luck: "This matter is a long story, so let's talk about it later if you have the chance."

At this moment, the thunder clouds had already been collected to the size of a person, and then there was no sign of the sky, and the thunder was landing wildly in waves.

When the sky thunder fell, it stopped in the middle, and then it descended one after another without any obstacles.

In the Thousand Extreme Demon Tribulation, there are naturally thousands of demon-killing heavenly thunders that continuously hit the Fanyun Demon Ancestor.

The Fenyun Demon Ancestor laughed wildly, using the supreme demon body he reshaped to take over the demon-killing heavenly thunders as thick as a bowl. Allowing the terrifying heavenly thunders to hit him one by one, his smile never diminished.

Everyone below was surprised. Although they knew that the magic power of the Fanyun Demon Ancestor was so powerful, they had never seen such a person who directly resisted the thunder with his body!

"The most terrifying thing about the Qianji Demon Tribulation is the last heavenly thunder! That is the power of the 999 heavenly thunders in the previous collection!" Qi Ye told Yang Yifeng about the characteristics of the Qianji Demon Tribulation, and finally asked: "I wonder if he can pass this last level?"

Yang Yifeng compared this real thunder with the thunder I had seen before. After comparing it, he found that it was incomparable. The Thousand Extreme Demon Tribulation was stronger than the other, and the last one gathered the total of the 999 thunders in front. Yang Yifeng estimated that he could only connect to the 200 thunders in front, and his body could carry dozens of thunders in the back. The thunders behind would definitely be able to slash him without even leaving any slag!

Xue Sha swallowed a mouthful and said, "It should be OK. Look at him, he has been using his physical body to handle it! If you use magic weapons, it should be no problem to survive this Thousand Extreme Demon Tribulation, right?" Finally, he said, "If my heavenly tribulation has such power in the future, then I might as well change the magic scattered."
Chapter completed!
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