Life Hunter

"Please honor my god..."

Zhang Wentian's face was ferocious, and thirty opponents gathered together in front of him, like black and white flowers.

boom!

He knelt on his knees and made a big crater, and there was a faint roar in the sky.

A strange black space crack spreads high in the sky.

Suddenly, rays of divine light flew from all directions and rushed into the cracks.

The space crack shook violently, shrank suddenly, and disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, including Zhang Wentian.

Gai Fengyou said with great joy: "It's the emperors who sealed the space and prohibited the demon gods from entering the treacherous world. There is no need to worry!"

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Han Anbo said loudly: "That's right. Although Zhang Wentian is extremely powerful, his power was consumed by the Black Evil God, and was blocked by all the top-level masters. Without the power of the Demon God, he can't make waves!"

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and some people looked at the lucky guy.

He saw Lucky Man lying next to Li Qingxian. He had taken the elixir, and his wounds were slowly healing, and a faint black gas was also coming out.

Everyone looked at the lucky man with vigilance. He had absorbed the power of the devil just now, and the consequences were unpredictable.

Zhang Wentian's five faces roared wildly, his body suddenly bowed down, and his head hit the ground hard, causing cracks to spread and dust to rise everywhere.

"Demon slave Zhang Wentian, please honor my god! Please honor my god! Please honor my god..."

The five faces roared together and kowtowed rapidly, causing the ground to tremble.

In the strange town, all the remaining demonic powers gathered crazily, and finally, everyone saw an incredible scene.

Countless demonic powers gathered, but they did not converge on Zhang Wentian, but on Li Qingxian and Good Luck Sheng.

A huge bowl-shaped black tornado rotates slowly.

Li Qingxian was still asleep, but the lucky man was awake, and his eyes were dark under the influence of the devil's power.

"The lucky man is possessed by a demon..." I don't know who shouted, and everyone scattered like birds and beasts, frightened and running away desperately.

Many night guards also had weak legs, but their duties were moved to the side where Li Qingxian was, away from the lucky ones.

Lucky Man covered his wound and wanted to shout that this matter had nothing to do with him and was obviously Ye Sizheng's power, but all his strength was suppressing the demonic energy near the wound and he was unable to speak.

Zhang Wentian stood up and stared blankly at the black tornado above Li Qingxian and Haoshengsheng, with five faces frowning.

Suddenly, the black tornado shrank suddenly and turned into a demon god composed of black and bright smoke.

This smoke demon is a hundred feet tall, with five faces, sitting cross-legged in the sky, with only one pair of arms, and his hands on his knees.

The Five-Faced Demon God closed his eyes tightly and sat high in the sky, motionless.

Whether it was Zhang Wentian, the top monk or others, they were all silent.

Everyone looked at each other and finally focused on the lucky man.

The lucky man was lying on the mat, looking up at the huge five-faced devil, speechless.

Lao Shimozi gently touched his chin, not looking at the lucky boy, but looking at the unconscious Li Qingxian.

Gai Fengyou's eyes looked back and forth between the lucky student and the honest devil, and finally looked at Li Qingxian, and then showed an expression of sudden realization.

Zhang Wentian's expression changed. The five-faced demon opposite him was formed by his own power, but now he has severed ties with himself.

"What a lucky man, what a lucky man. Unexpectedly, I have been hunting birds all day long, but my eyes were pecked by birds. It turns out that you are also a member of my magic sect. If I guessed it right, you are the old man. Zhang Wentong's hidden backhand, right? Fortunately, I hurt you just now, otherwise, the entire Guizhen would be yours." Zhang Wentian said.

Everyone looked at the lucky man with complicated expressions.

Zhang Wentian is not a good person, but Zhang Wentong is more vicious than Zhang Wentian, so it would be a good thing for him to be Zhang Wentong's chess piece...

Lucky was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he could only cover his wound and lie there angrily.

"Do you think that you can kill me just because you learned two magic skills from Zhang Wentong? Delusion! My son, you will definitely die today!"

After Zhang Wentian finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and his body expanded in a circle. The thirty pairs of arms around him stretched back like two wings, and finally, the thirty pairs of arms pushed forward together.

Everyone saw that time seemed to suddenly slow down, and the thirty pairs of arms were pushing forward at an extremely slow speed. But in the blink of an eye, a torrent of black mist tens of feet thick erupted, and instantly erupted from in front of Zhang Wentian's arms. Go to the five-faced demon.

In an instant, Zhang Wentian entered the black mist, disappeared in place, appeared in front of the Five-faced Demon God, waved thirty pairs of arms, and pushed out hard.

Everyone felt that it was earth-shattering, and this push was enough to disintegrate mountains thousands of feet high, and drain thousands of miles of sea territory.

Click...

The back of the five-faced demon god's head split vertically, and the faces on both sides and the back of the head were thrown forward. The five demon god faces were lined up in a row and stood upright on the neck.

The five demon gods all opened their eyes.

The totems of the Black Moon Demon God, the Great Nirvana Demon God, the Whispering Demon God, the Wisdom Demon God and the Blood Demon God appeared in the eyes of the five demon gods.

Five kinds of terrifying demonic powers, like endless smoke and clouds, soar into the sky, cutting off the heaven and earth.

Lao Shimozi and other demon cultivators were not stunned for a moment. They smoothly bent their legs and knelt on the ground.

As strong as Zhang Wentian, he forcibly withdrew his magic power, causing all thirty opponents to withdraw.

Click... click...

The sound of intensive joint twisting and bone breaking resounded in Zhang Wentian's arm.

Thirty pairs of arms encountered the backlash of the magic power, and most of them were broken, or splattered everywhere, or twisted into weird shapes, or drooped softly.

The five demon gods all opened their dark mouths and took a deep breath.

"Ouch..."

The five big mouths let out strange wind roars, and fine black smoke was seen rising from Zhang Wentian's body, like a school of fish, rushing into the mouth of the five-faced demon.

Zhang Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and fled, running hundreds of feet away before the demonic power around him stopped dissipating.

The five-faced demon sucked away part of the demon's power from Zhang Wentian's body, and the faces on both sides slowly returned and closed, and the cracks healed.

Finally, the five-faced demon exploded and turned into a demonic mist, entering the bodies of Li Qingxian and Good Luck Sheng respectively.

Night Guard rushed forward to save Li Qingxian, but Gai Fengyou threw a flying sword to stop him and said: "Master Ye has his own plans, and this kind of magic mist can't help him."

Everyone looked at the lucky boy.

Someone whispered: "The lucky boy is indeed possessed."

The lucky man rolled his eyes and passed out. Before he passed out, he heard another sentence.

"Sure enough, the demon god counterattacked..."

The superiors looked at each other.

"Continue?" Huang Tiantao asked.

"continue!"

A group of top-notch people took action again.

Zhang Wentian lost a lot of demon power, his meridians were damaged, many of his arms were broken, and his strength was greatly reduced.

But even so, everyone could not get any benefit from his hands, and even found that Zhang Wentian's wounds were slowly healing.

Until late at night, Zhang Wentian was getting stronger and stronger.

The high-grade monks fought and communicated through sound transmissions.

"how?"

"Zhang Wentian's body has become the body of a demon. As long as he is given enough time, he will eventually recover slowly."

"He has eaten so many ginseng fruits, and if he continues to drag him on, we will become more passive."

"Who has any idea? Where's Master Gai?"

"I don't know what I can do. I can only wait for Ye Sizheng to come to the emperor..."

"He is already unconscious, so what if he wakes up?"