Chapter 475: Tang Yang Demon King Delivers Goods to Your Door

Chapter 475: Tang Yang Demon King Delivers Goods to Your Door

Chapter 475: Tang Yang Demon King Delivers Goods to Your Door
A shadow of a snow fox stretched its body in mid-air.

The seven tails seemed real, emitting a faint fragrance that seemed to arouse people's deepest desires, even though Xueyu belonged to the snow fox clan.

However, the innate charm of the fox clan's demon blood is still a powerful force that is difficult to conceal, and the mirror form of its natal demon treasure, the Heavenly Fox Robe.

It is a magical weapon of the spiritual consciousness called "Mirror of Charm".

It can reflect the sexual partner that a person desires most in their heart. It is a magical treasure with a very specific focus. If used in the right place, it may have miraculous effects.

at this time.

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky. Wang Yu and Dou Zhao stood in the distant sky, watching Xue Yu transcend the tribulation from afar, with a hint of envy in their eyes.

"Master, if I want to cultivate to Sister Xueyu's level, how long will it take?"

Wang Yu thought about it carefully and estimated.

“Five hundred years at least.

"With your natural spiritual roots, you will be able to form a pill when you are over a hundred years old. After practicing for over two hundred years, you will reach the peak of the pill formation stage. It will take another three hundred years to consolidate your foundation and prepare resources before you have a chance to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Dou Zhao felt a little disheartened when he heard this.

After all, asking a girl who is less than fifty years old to see five hundred years of time would naturally feel that it is too long. Even a cultivator who has established his foundation cannot live that long.

Wang Yu smiled when he saw her silence.

“This speed is not slow. If you can master the secret method of the demon fetus, I will capture some people and animals with heavenly spiritual roots for you, gather the five elements of heavenly spiritual roots, and create an acquired demon fetus body.

"Perhaps you will be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage when you are over 300 years old. I will refine a Nascent Soul Pill for you in the future. It will only be a piece of cake."

This road is the road that Wang Yu has walked.

It's just that without another acquired demonic body, it's difficult for Dou Zhao to return to his innate state. But if he insists on building it out, it's not impossible to try.

The only thing is that a lot of “genius consumables” are needed.

It would be rather troublesome, but if one were to hunt around Taihu Lake, perhaps one could accomplish it easily. Wang Yu's devilish nature was clearly revealed as he regarded human life as a resource for cultivation.

Although Dou Zhao already knew this, when he actually had to use other people's lives to achieve his own goals, he still felt a barrier in his heart and a little uncomfortable.

Especially words like "human-beast" are the most favorite insults used by the demon clan.

Wang Yu was not disgusted by this kindness.

He was like this once upon a time. As long as she faced enough hardships, she would be able to transform sooner or later.

As Dou Zhao's training plan is different from that of Xue Yu, who is raised at home, Wang Yu will provide her with the best skills, magical powers, and secret techniques, and will also provide some training resources.

But he won’t give it all to me, he will take care of Dou Zhao for a while.

She needs to fight for resources on her own, just like he did in the beginning, having been to all corners of the world.

Xuangu Mountain, Spider Mountain, Shihu City, Black Mountain Demon Land, Dead Leaf Swamp, Guiling City, Dongjijing... too many to count.

Xueyu has been by his side for many years, and the knowledge she has gained from following him is enough to enlighten her, but Dou Zhao is an independent person and cannot exist as a dependent.

During the conversation between master and disciple, Xueyu had already passed the first six levels of thunder tribulation.

The aura of the transformed giant demon became more and more distinct. At the same time, the strange phenomenon caused by the heavenly calamity finally attracted the monks from both the righteous and evil sides of Kuangmei Mountain.

Wang Yu's expression changed.

"A fellow Taoist is coming, Zhao'er, you should hide in the human bag first."

"Ok."

Dou Zhao felt regretful that he couldn't watch the entire process of transcending the tribulation, but he still quickly hid in the magic weapon.

A few moments.

Several streams of light arrived in two camps. One camp was dressed like primitive people, with totems painted on them and ornaments such as broken bones, feathers, and fangs.

They were the Nascent Soul Priests of the Mingshan Sect. There were three of them in total, all in the early stage. They came together because they were close to each other.

On the other side were the Nascent Souls of the Biyun Sect and the Lieyang Sect. The Biyun Sect's Nascent Soul was in the early stage and was wearing a Taoist robe with yellow cloud patterns. He looked very old, and was a guy who was nearing his end.

The one from Lieyang Sect was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation. He was wearing a hot robe embroidered with the sacred Fusang tree. His red hair shot up into the sky, floating upwards as if against gravity, creating waves of heat.

This cultivator with a peculiar appearance is quite famous. He is the [Tangyang Demon King] of the Lieyang Sect.

Even Wang Yu knew him, all because this man's bizarre life story had been widely spread in the Ice Prison Realm. He was a hybrid creature of human and demon, born to a foundation-building cultivator of the Lieyang Sect who raised fire crows, and a first-level fire crow that had not yet transformed.

He was born with a pair of crow feather wings, and was born with the ability to cultivate a mixed demonic spiritual power. He could control both demonic and magical weapons at the same time, and was cruel and bloodthirsty by nature.

He was once rejected by the Lieyang Sect because of his bloodline. Later, because he showed amazing potential, he was accepted as a registered disciple by the Lieyang Taoist Master. After being converted with the ancient Buddhist secret method, he has remained in the Lieyang Sect until today.

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at this strange creature. His spiritual sense had already seen through the very ordinary secret method of hiding his breath and understood the true realm of Demon King Tang Yang.

"The sixth level of Nascent Soul..."

There are not many half-human, half-demon beings like this in the world of cultivation. Only when humans and demons reach the Nascent Soul stage, which is the fourth level of transformation of the demon race, will there be an extremely low probability of giving birth to offspring.

But they often have very serious defects, their lifespan is extremely low, and it is difficult for them to survive.

Only a very small number of individuals are like the Demon King Tangyang, who possess extremely powerful qualifications that even surpass the natural spiritual roots, but are inferior to those of spiritual bodies.

The union of humans and animals goes against human ethics and is unacceptable in Taihu Lake, but it is commonplace in Chiyuan.

This Demon King Tangyang is actually a demon cultivator.

Wang Yu was quite curious about what secret Buddhist method was used to convert him. He also had some research on Buddhism, so as soon as the other party appeared.

His eyes were fixed firmly on him.

This made Demon King Tang Yang very uncomfortable, and he glared back fiercely and said coldly.

"Who are you to this demon cultivator who is transcending tribulation? Why do you want to break through in Kuangmei Mountain? And who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu turned and looked at the three priests of Mingshan Sect.

As soon as these three people arrived, they actually felt something was wrong, but because Wang Yu's secret method of hiding his breath was too high and the distance was too far, they did not dare to confirm it for the time being.

Now seeing him looking back, that face suddenly startled the three of them.

Ever since the battle of Dongjijing, the news of Wang Yu cooperating with the master of Huangquan Temple to play tricks on Chitian Demon Lord had already spread, and he had even broken free from the shackles of the title of "young generation".

Who wouldn't be afraid when seeing him? Who wouldn't be afraid?!

This is a truly daring person, a purebred demon cultivator who does whatever he wants.

The silence of the priests of the Dark Mountain Cult.

This immediately attracted the curiosity of Demon King Tangyang and the old monk. The feeling of "fear" they saw could not be faked.

"So, you are a demon cultivator, and you are very famous in Chiyuan... Have you done something unattainable?"

Tang Yang quickly made a guess based on the reactions of the three people.

The old monk at the side wrinkled his already wrinkled face almost into a ball when he heard this. He was different from Tang Yang who turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

Based on the above speculation, combined with recent events.

And the famous magic cultivator nearby.

A name suddenly popped into my mind, but before I could utter it, I heard what Demon King Tangyang said.

"No matter who you are, as long as the demon cultivator wants to do something, I will stop it. The more you want to do something, the more I will break and destroy it." "Fire Crow Flame Feather Sword Wings - Burning Sky Style!"

Relying on their outstanding cultivation and combat power far exceeding that of their peers, the three Mingshan Sect priests in the early Nascent Soul stage were not taken seriously by the Demon King Tangyang.

Once the magic weapon of your life comes out, just start doing it.

His natal magic weapon has a story behind it. It is a part of his body. It is the custom and tradition of the demon race to use the shed body materials to refine it into his natal magic weapon.

Able to refine the most suitable magic treasure for one's own use.

When Demon King Tang Yang was forming his elixir, he directly cut off his natural crow wings and used the Lieyang Sect's skills to refine them into a special sword-wing magic weapon, which resonated with his blood and was extremely powerful.

Combined with the fourth-level martial arts inherited from Lieyang - [Burning Sky Sword Canon]!
This move comes out.

Suddenly, the red flaming feather sword swept across the sky like a huge storm, quickly and closely rolling towards Wang Yu.

Although Wang is only at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, he has fought against more than one great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. The sword moves of Demon King Tangyang are very powerful.

But in his eyes there are many flaws.

"Flashy stuff."

After making the evaluation, Wang Yu stretched out his hand and made a fist. This was the first time he had displayed the power of the Silver Blood Divine Essence after it surged since he reached the late fourth stage of Body Refining.

The terrifying field of force took the shape of a giant hand.

It was as if the space was pinched in the palm of the hand. As the force field contracted rapidly, the red-flame feather swords in the sky seemed to collapse inwards like a singularity.

Twisting and converging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The space was shaking continuously, and in the blink of an eye, the grand offensive that swept across the sky was condensed into a golden sphere in Wang Yu's palm.

He pushed it back lightly.

“——Boom!!!”

It was as if a nuclear bomb exploded suddenly, with a mushroom cloud of astonishing size rising into the sky and countless pieces of debris flying and disappearing.

Given the scale of Kuang Mei Mountain, there are obvious pits on the mountain, which shows how exaggerated the power of this move is.

To put it bluntly, if this extremely concentrated product were to erupt in Shuiyunxiandu, everyone in the city would die without exception.

This is the power of a purebred physical trainer.

With his divine power and his only ability [Field of Force], the destructive power he can exert is beyond the average level of the late Nascent Soul stage.

In the heat wave and dust, only the three members of the Mingshan Sect who were affected by the aftermath escaped first. Although they were all covered in dust, they were not the main victims and did not suffer serious injuries.

As for the main targets, Demon King Tang Yang and the unknown old monk...

The former's natal magic weapon was severely damaged and had already backfired on the cultivator's body, causing him to suffer quite serious injuries. If he hadn't possessed a strong resistance to fire magic,

Maybe he would die from this slap.

The unknown old monk is more unlucky. He is from the Huang Yun lineage of the Biyun Sect. Because he has exhausted his potential and is old and frail, he is not in the core circle.

Implicated by Tang Yang, his body was now burnt to charcoal, leaving only a Nascent Soul gasping for breath, and he fled in a hurry.

Screaming at the same time.

"He is the Extreme Law Mysterious Pill Demon Lord, who teased the Red Sky Venerable and remained unharmed, Tang Yang..."

Before he could even utter the word "go", a spinning glazed ice tower suddenly fell from the sky. It was frozen by the extreme cold and directly took away his Nascent Soul.

The gap between the two is too big. The combat effectiveness of the Nascent Soul without a physical body is worrying, and there is no possibility of resistance at all.

Wang Yu strolled in the dust cloud, with moonlight flashing in his eyes, and accurately locked onto the position of Demon King Tang Yang.

"Don't struggle. You are worth more than 6,000 drops of magic. For high-value packages like you, I will always do my best to protect you."

In Wang Yu's eyes, Tang Yang was already a moving Blood Infant Pill.

Since the two mid-grade Blood Infant Pills taken before were made with materials from the Nascent Soul Middle Stage Goalkeeper, the increase in magic energy only reached the lower limit of six thousand drops.

Tang Yang is at the sixth level of Nascent Soul, and his level can increase by at least 7000 to 8000 drops. This is the change brought about by different materials. If the Nascent Soul of a great cultivator is the main material.

It is not impossible to refine a top-grade Blood Infant Pill, even if it is ten thousand drops per pill, but it will take a long time to calm down and consolidate the foundation after refining.

Tang Yang delivered the goods to his door, so there was no reason for Wang Yu to refuse to accept them.

Moreover, he was already very close to the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, only eight thousand drops of magic essence were missing. Once he digested these two Blood Infant Pills, breaking through the sixth level of the Nascent Soul would be a piece of cake.

After that, after accumulating to the peak of the sixth level, you can swallow the last Tianyin Divine Pearl to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Don't forget that this thing is not a traditional spiritual item for Nascent Soul breakthrough.

It is also very effective in breaking through the bottleneck in the later stage, otherwise Yingui would not have gone to a place like Dongjijing to look for it. Wang Yu's own path of cultivation is arranged more clearly than Xueyu's.

Nothing will go wrong.

In the field.

Demon King Tang Yang secretly practiced his magic formula, but found that the Nascent Soul Transfer Technique was ineffective. The space was as hard as steel and he could not break through it at all.

The brutal nature in his heart completely erupted under the pressure of life and death. He suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky, and several fourth-level magic weapons flew out of his body.

The magic treasure in the shape of a bird's beak, two wheels of wind and fire, and a spear surrounded by flames are all the strongest and most skillfully used objects in his hands.

After using secret methods to operate these magic weapons, dense cracks appeared on them. Wang Yu immediately turned into an aurora and fled to a high place.

He had witnessed this scene when he was in the foundation-building stage.

Some monks would practice secret methods to achieve mutual destruction, and would choose to self-destruct at the moment of death, attempting to drag their opponents to death with them. The secret method of self-destruction with magic weapons is a relatively mild one.

Wang Yu had suffered a loss before, and although he hadn't encountered such an opponent again for a long time, he was still wary of this move.

Every failure is a learning experience, no matter how long it takes.

This wisdom finally grew out.

The secret method of self-destruction is not easy to practice. Others, unlike Wang Yu, have the experience of placing a bar to directly feedback success, in case something goes wrong during the practice.

If a magic weapon disintegrates, it can be refined again, but if the physical body disintegrates, then it’s doomed. It will be difficult to recover and continue the path in this lifetime.

and so.

Even among the demon cultivators, there are very few madmen who practice the secret method of self-destruction. The demon cultivators have many strange and bizarre survival tricks, so there is no need for this.

After successfully avoiding the self-destruction of three magic weapons.

Wang Yu suddenly accelerated and took a false step, as if the air condensed into a pale giant foot that stepped down fiercely. The Demon King Tang Yang immediately showed a look of despair.

His life force was extinguished and his Nascent Soul was taken away by the Glazed Tower.

The battle ended quickly. The gap between the late and middle stages of the Nascent Soul was like a chasm. Without the help of special circumstances, even a genius could not cross the border and kill.

Just at this time.

The thunder tribulation ended, and a coquettish and tender voice sounded in Wang Yu's ears.

"Master~"

(End of this chapter)