Seeing the flame wings rushing out of Lin Ke's body, the Demon Lord was slightly surprised and said, "It's a bit of a trick to have a body-refining war beast."

The wrinkled palm was wrapped in black energy and hit Lin Ke's chest at a more rapid speed.

The palm print is like a dark world, containing depression, coldness, and heavy power, giving Lin Ke a feeling like a wall of air hitting him, with nowhere to avoid.

Lin Ke clenched his fists with his ten fingers, and his left and right hands exerted two different forces, cold and hot.

The entire cave was filled with energy.

If it were an ordinary mortal, here, he would be shaken to death by bleeding from his orifices.

"Boom."

When the Demon Lord's palm was still three feet away from Lin Ke's fists, he shook Lin Ke backwards. The stone layer under his feet cracked inch and turned into gravel, and was swept into the air.

The next moment, Lin Ke's body hit the stone wall heavily.

All the marks of the bronze fist gloves emerged, releasing the power of wind and fire, and a wisp of wind power and flame formed a semicircular shield seal, which appeared in front of the fists.

"Good."

The Demon Lord laughed and mobilized stronger power.

The palms dispersed layers of wind and flames, leaving only two feet away from Lin Ke's fists.

Lin Ke was hit by the force in the air. The stone wall behind him cracked a series of patterns, his body sinking three inches deep, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth under the mask.

The Demon Lord frowned, and he really didn't expect that the boy opposite could only have a 100-meter-thick energy that could last until now.

Lin Ke gritted his teeth and smiled, "The decent Demon Lord can't do anything to me as a junior. It seems that the era that belongs to you is over."

I said this to deliberately anger the Demon Lord.

The corners of the Demon Lord's mouth twitched, and a trace of black light fog radiated in his eyes. It was obviously really angry and said, "I just don't want to make the injury worse by dealing with you, so I can't mobilize my true power."

Lin Ke said: "Your right arm and right leg have been cut off. The eight extraordinary meridians and twelve serious meridians in your body must be broken by half, and your vitality will not run smoothly. You are already at the end of your strength, and you may not be able to deal with me."

"I will not refute the five great elders of Xuan Realm Sect saying such words. However, you kid are far from qualified."

The Demon Lord's eyes were extremely cold, and the vital energy that was several times stronger than before rushed out of his dantian position, rushed straight towards his left arm, and burst out from the palm of his hand.

Because he mobilized too strong power, the wound on the Demon Lord's body, which had already stopped bleeding, collapsed again.

This is not hesitating to hurt more and more, but he also needs to slap Lin Ke to death with one palm.

The distance between the magic clutch and Lin Ke's fists instantly changed from two feet to one foot, and quickly approached, colliding firmly with the fist.

"Boom."

This palm force seemed to shake Lin Ke's bones, muscles, and soul all over his body. His whole body burst into the stone wall with a thud, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which was extremely miserable.

"don't want……"

Nie Xiansang tried his best to get up from the ground and limped over, but was shocked by a stream of vitality from the Demon Lord's body and flew out again.

Even though the Demon Lord is very weak, he is a real person after all.

Any force can kill ordinary life masters.

"I am overestimating my ability to fight against me."

The Demon Lord thought Lin Ke had been beaten to death and was about to withdraw his palm, but his old face suddenly changed and found that the body of the boy who was hit into the stone wall was like a vortex, releasing an astonishing suction force, which was actually sucking his vitality.

"how so……"

The method of devouring vital energy is quite rare in the magic path.

However, within one day, the Demon Lord met two warriors who were not a demonic person but could swallow their vitality. How could he not be surprised?

Practicing the method of devouring vital energy seems to be able to quickly increase your cultivation and take shortcuts in martial arts. In fact, it will cause great harm to the warrior himself.

There are two or three such methods in the demonic path of Bai Jiexing, but they are all too low-level and have great side effects, so the Demon Lord disdains to practice at all.

Of course, as the number one master of the Demonic Way, although the Demon King has not practiced the method of devouring vital energy, he knows how to resist and resolve it.

The reason why he was swallowed by Yi Yi was because Yi Yi's cultivation was almost the same as his.

Secondly, Yi Yi's practice of the method is quite clever, and he sucks away his energy without realizing it. When he noticed it, it was too late.

However, this guy in front of him is nothing, his cultivation is a thousand miles worse than Yi Yi, and he actually wants to absorb his Yuangong, which is completely overestimating his ability.

"Break it for me."

The Demon Lord mobilized his vitality, bent his ring finger, and formed a strange palm print.

However, before the palm power was exerted, Lin Ke was sucked away.

The Demon Lord's face became unprecedentedly condensing. He wanted to cut off the vitality in his body and retract his palm, but failed again.

"Impossible, what method he practices? My cultivation is far better than him. How could he not be able to break free?" The Demon Lord could no longer maintain his inner peace and confidence, and tried his best to fight Lin Ke and pulled his arm backwards.

In the sea of ​​heart, the little bird of flame seemed to be talking to himself: "What are you struggling with just a real person? I have accepted my fate."

With the Yuangong of the Demon Devouring Lord, Lin Ke's vitality grew rapidly, and his cultivation level rose steadily, from one hundred feet thick to one hundred twenty feet, one hundred and thirty feet, and one hundred forty feet...

The body of the Demon Lord is like a vast ocean, with endless vitality.

However, Lin Ke was only at the eleventh level of the Blood Sea Scroll, and just a few breaths passed, and a strong sense of swelling was felt.

The blood in the body expands overload.

Lin Ke's face turned red, his body bulged like a ball, and he was extremely struggling to communicate with the Fire Bird, saying, "Senior, you should also absorb his Yuangong quickly, otherwise I will be able to death."

The Fire Bird said angrily: "I only know now that I am overestimating myself? Although the Blood Sea Scroll is powerful, with your current cultivation level, sucking the real person is like a fly, trying to suck the blood of a strong cow in one mouthful, which is no different from suicide."

"Even if I help you share the burden, in the end, you will probably not be able to escape the end of being held to death."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm dead, you're not too happy." Lin Ke could no longer hold on and vomited blood from his mouth.

"I have signed a war beast contract with you. If you die, I will die too. It's a pitfall. I would have known that you were a fool who didn't even want life for women. I would never be your body refining war beast." The flame bird felt crying without tears.

Lin Ke sighed lightly and said, "Don't worry, I still have a trump card, and I may not die."

The flame bird saw that Lin Ke had reached his limit and said nothing extra. He breathed and breathed in his heart, constantly absorbing the vital energy that flowed in.

"call--"

Lin Ke and the Demon Lord were completely filled with powerful vitality.

Even with Nie Xiansang's cultivation level, he was suppressed and unable to get up from the ground. He could only activate his vitality and barely resist.

Lin Ke was so uncomfortable that the Demon Lord was actually not having a good time. Not only was the energy sucked away, but the spiritual blood in his body also poured out of the wound and flew into the body of a white-haired boy.

"No, keep going like this. Even if I have to die of that kid, I will be seriously injured. No matter how much time I spend, I can't recover."

The Demon Lord's eyes saw the soul hanging in the air, and immediately came to his mind.

As long as he can devour his soul, he will no longer be able to control the energy in his body. At that time, killing him will be easy.

"Ao!"

The Demon Lord let out a long roar, and stimulated his soul, turning into a translucent black figure, rushing straight towards Lin Ke's soul.

Lin Ke was not surprised but happy.

Great, finally waiting for this moment!

Lin Ke's soul was hanging in the air, and his hands formed a series of handprints.

Suddenly, the black centipede demon soul flew out of the ghost bottle on Lin Ke's body and turned into a weird centipede more than 20 meters long, rushing straight towards the Demon Lord's soul.

"What a powerful soul. After devouring it, I can become stronger... Hehe... Devour..." The human-shaped head on the top of the black centipede demon's soul made a hoarse sound.

Ninety-eight claws extended out and wrapped the Demon Lord's soul.

"No, damn boy, it turns out that he has been luring my soul out of his body. This is his real purpose." The Demon Lord secretly hated in his heart that he had lived for nearly two hundred years and was actually plotted by a little guy.

If you really want to fight, even if Lin Ke’s cultivation is ten times stronger, he can still kill him with the current severely injured state.

Even if Lin Ke mastered the method of devouring the Yuan Gong, he could only delay the speed of his destruction.

But now it is different. The Demon Lord's soul is already traumatized, so it may not be difficult to deal with Lin Ke's soul. However, with a real ghost, the number of winners and losses becomes hard to say.

At this moment, the Demon Lord finally felt that his life was under threat.

The Demon Lord has reached the realm of a real person for more than a hundred years. His soul is extremely powerful. He mobilized the vital energy of heaven and earth around him and condensed into a series of cold forces, constantly shattering the ninety-eight claws of the black centipede demon soul.

"If you want to kill me, you will practice for another ten years, and it will be almost the same." The Demon Lord roared angrily.

"No, Ning Jiandao's soul is so powerful, the black centipede demon soul is no match for it."

Lin Ke's soul can only mobilize the fog and barely control the flying knife.

However, the Demon Lord's primordial spirit can already mobilize the energy of heaven and earth for one's own use and form a condensed power.

"Once the Black Centenary Demon's Nether Soul is defeated, I will definitely die. It seems that I can only use that move."

Lin Ke's thought moved, and the soul floating in the air immediately exerted a force, hitting the black centipede demon's soul, unbuttoning the remaining half of the "Yin and Yang Soul-Suppressing Seal".

"You are crazy and completely untie the Yin-Yang Soul-Suppressing Seal. Even if you set up a spirit-controlling mark on the Black Centenary Demon's Nether Soul, you will never be able to control it anymore. Once it backfires, you will die." The flame bird said.

Lin Ke's eyes were firm and said, "Now, there is no other way."

"Ao—"

The Yin-Yang Soul-Suppressing Seal was broken, and the power of the black centipede demon's soul was no longer suppressed, and it increased several times in an instant. Green ghost fire appeared in his eyes, breaking through the Demon Lord's soul defense. The centipede body, which was more than 20 meters long, entangled the Demon Lord's soul and rushed out of the stone cave.

"No."

The Demon Lord roared, his eyes almost popping out of his eyes.
Chapter completed!