Seeking the Way of Immortality

A group of powerful demons entered Huangfeng Town again. Wu Zheng had already taken his stance, still wearing a green shirt and standing with his hands behind his back, but his expression was much calmer than before.

The prototype of the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure, which was originally about 5,000 feet under his feet, is now only about 1,000 feet.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, although we are Demon Emperors, we want to learn from you. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Wu can teach us?" Ri Yaochen clasped his fists and spoke to Wu Zheng.

"Who are you?"

"I am from the Demon Sun Clan, Demon Emperor Ri Yaochen in the late stage!"

"Wu Zheng, I don't accept it. I want to fight you again!" From the battle to now, Xing Tiandou has never calmed down. Now that he has the opportunity, he will shout loudly on the spot.

"Fellow Daoist Xing has helped me a lot. If you need Wu to practice with you, Wu is always here to serve you!"

"That's more like it, but you are not allowed to use the power of the earth." Xing Tiandou thought about it and spoke like this.

"Yes."

"Fellow Daoist Wu, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"If you can help me forge the Yin-Yang Treasure, I will be happy to do so!"

"Wu Zheng, you have killed more than 10,000 of my demon cultivators, and forced the demons to invade Xuanhuang with your own strength. Although you have repaid evil with kindness before, I am not convinced. Do you dare to fight to the death?"

A powerful man at the peak of the Demon Lord said in a deep voice.

"You alone?"

"Although my cultivation is useless, I disdain to join forces with others." The powerful man at the peak of the Demon Lord said in a deep voice.

"May I ask Fellow Daoist's name?" Wu Zheng nodded. It was considered that he agreed to the request of the powerful demon lord.

"I am Yan Wushuang from the Demon Nightmare Clan."

"Okay!"

"Yan Wushuang, don't be so presumptuous!"

"Yan Wushuang, have you forgotten what the ancestors told you?"

"Yan Wushuang, retreat quickly, you are no match for him."

Yan Wushuang was unmoved: "The Demon Clan is cold and harsh. How can we, the Demon Clan, be afraid of cultivators from other clans? If you don't dare to shed blood, don't stop me, Yan Wushuang!"

"Yan Wushuang, go ahead. If you die, I will accompany you!"

"Yan Wushuang, good job."

"Wushuang, I'll wait for you!"

On the Demon Clan side, there are those who dissuade Yan Wushuang and those who support Yan Wushuang.

Wu Zheng took a look and found that those who supported Yan Wushuang far outnumbered those who dissuaded Yan Wushuang. Even Ri Yaochen and others stopped talking after persuading him once.

The demon race is bitterly cold, and the demon cultivators hate the Zhoutian Wanjie cultivators. It is not something that can be resolved simply by repaying evil with virtue. Wu Zheng shook his head helplessly, knowing that some things require bloodshed and death to resolve.

"Wu Zheng, are you ready?"

"Come on!"

After speaking, Wu Zheng shook his wrist and waved the sixth-order mid-stage space-time ant aside to show respect.

"Wu Zheng, in a life-and-death battle, you can use whatever you can do. Yan will never say no!"

"Okay."

After speaking, Wu Zheng's figure flashed and instantly arrived in front of Yan Wushuang. He suddenly swung a fist, the fist wind whistled, and the fist intention poured out like a big river.

Yan Wushuang smiled, and his figure suddenly dissipated, turning into thousands of demonic energy, escaping into the void and disappearing.

Before Wu Zheng could react, countless light spots suddenly scattered in the void. Those light spots were like dreams and illusions, forming a dream space, and Wu Zheng's mind was unknowingly drawn in.

In a colorful space, Yan Wushuang was hovering in the void like a demon god. Wu Zheng, dressed in a green shirt, stood on the ground in the space, like an ant, looking up at Yan Wushuang.

"Wu Zheng, I know that your soul has surpassed the Mahayana of the human race, but in my nightmare space, all your methods are useless."

After speaking, a stream of light whistled down from the sky and hit Wu Zheng's body like a meteor. Even though Wu Zheng's body was strong and extraordinary, he was also hit by this blow and blood flowed.

In another part of the nightmare space, on the opposite side of Yan Wushuang's demon body, a young man in a green shirt who was integrated with the nightmare space was exactly the same as Wu Zheng.

What was strange was that Yan Wushuang did not notice Wu Zheng on the opposite side. The green-shirted Wu Zheng hit by Yan Wushuang's magical power was just an incarnation of Wu Zheng's divine thoughts.

Wu Zheng watched all this quietly without showing any abnormality.

Outside the Nightmare Demon Space, the figure of Yan Wushuang had long disappeared, and Wu Zheng's body stood quietly on the prototype of the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure like a sculpture.

Yan Wushuang's attack fell on Wu Zheng's divine consciousness incarnation, and was transferred to the prototype of the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure by Wu Zheng through his physical body. The violent power caused the Yin and Yang Qi on the prototype of the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure to roll and boil again. One Yin and one Yang, one cold and one hot, the extreme power made the breath on the Yin-Yang Supreme Treasure extremely unstable, and Wu Zheng's physical body was also submerged by the two forces in an instant.

"This person's physical body has reached the realm of physical body sainthood, and his cultivation is the late stage of fusion. The tenth level of sword intent and the tenth level of fist intent are perfect. The soul is far beyond the great power of the Mahayana. If you don't want to go up and die, you'd better think about where to start, so as not to lose your life in vain!" Silver Dragon said in a deep voice.

"Yan Wushuang will probably end up like Tiandou, but Yan Wushuang is a stubborn person, and I'm afraid he will follow in Langlu's footsteps!"

"Not necessarily, let's see what Wu Zheng does!"

Over there, two space-time ants flew into the air, with a strong space-time power all over their bodies, wrapping up the entire prototype of the Yin-Yang Treasure and Wu Zheng, preventing outsiders from disturbing Wu Zheng.

"These two space-time ants have reached the sixth level, and are the top-level prehistoric species. I'm afraid they can fight the Demon Lord or even the Demon Emperor." Ri Yaochen looked at the two space-time ants, his eyes solemn.

"Wu Zheng didn't let the space-time ants join the battle, which has already given me great respect for the demons. The only thing to blame is Yan Wushuang's determination to fight to the death!"

Inside the Nightmare Demon Space, the green-shirted Wu Zheng used all his means, but was still suppressed by the demon god Yan Wushuang. At this point in the fight, Yan Wushuang also knew that the enemy in front of him was not Wu Zheng's real body, but he couldn't stop wanting to attack, and was completely out of his control.

After Yan Wushuang noticed this, his eyes turned blood red at this moment. The demonic energy in the Nightmare Demon Space was surging. After severely injuring the green-shirted Wu Zheng in one fell swoop, a series of streamer images suddenly flashed in the Nightmare Demon Space. Most of those images were about the various situations of the demons invading Xuanhuang.

There were corpses everywhere, bones all over the ground, and some demons fed on humans and bit off the bodies of humans with one bite, and their teeth were clacking.

Wu Zheng, who was integrated into the Nightmare Demon Space, naturally noticed this scene, narrowed his eyes, and his anger rose in his heart.

At this moment, a dark wheel whistled and appeared in front of Wu Zheng's soul. Wu Zheng snorted coldly, and the terrifying pressure of his soul crushed the wheel and Yan Wushuang.

At this moment, Wu Zheng was furious and attacked. The terrifying pressure was simply not something a demon lord could bear. The nightmare space was instantly shattered, and Yan Wushuang staggered to the ground, with blood still flowing out of his seven orifices. Obviously, this attack caused him a lot of damage.