vrcanaries Chapter 363 The Little Flower Demon Who Died Early in the Immortal Demon Plane 39
Chapter 363 The Little Flower Demon Who Died Early in the Immortal Demon Plane 39
Otherwise, how to explain the evil spirit beside her that seemed to have eyes and kept attacking the man beside her.
However, after reading this much, Miaomiao's face began to turn pale.
The Demon King is the king of all demons, with an ancient and powerful aura. The pressure contained in it is enough to make any demon submit, let alone a little demon like her who has just transformed and practiced dual cultivation with a beast a few times...
It feels like an ant trying to shake a tree...
Under such pressure, Miaomiao felt that the further she walked, the heavier her body became, and her heartbeat became faster, as if an invisible pair of hands were tightly grasping her heart.
After sensing that something was wrong with Miaomiao, a golden light suddenly appeared at the side of Ling Jiuxiao. He put his fingertips on Miaomiao's shoulders and neck and gently rubbed them, as if he was comforting a frightened deer.
Under such gentle comfort, Miaomiao seemed to finally relax and collapsed in Ling Jiuxiao's arms, falling into a deep sleep.
Before falling asleep, Miaomiao was still worried that Ling Jiuxiao was still inexperienced and might be killed by the Demon King.
Unfortunately, she had no idea that after she passed out, the relatively gentle man beside her under the bed suddenly seemed like a different person.
A suffocatingly powerful pressure burst out from him, like a scorching sun suddenly rising in the darkness.
The pressure was like a surging wave, spreading out in all directions with overwhelming force. The demonic energy that had just been attacking him was crushed to ashes before it could even escape under Ling Jiuxiao's pressure...
Judging from his demeanor, he was not inferior to the Demon King at all, which caused an undercurrent to surge in the originally quiet hall.
The Demon King leaned lazily on the gorgeous throne, the demonic energy lingering around him flowing slowly like a substance, filling the entire bedroom with a depressing atmosphere.
He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, looked at Ling Jiuxiao not far away, raised a subtle arc at the corner of his mouth, and asked with a somewhat contemptuous tone.
"Are you the human named Ling who wrote to me? You're quite courageous."
As the words fell, the Demon King had already become secretly alert.
The spiritual power fluctuations on Ling Jiuxiao's body were too intense, and he had been able to take away the big monsters of their monster clan without leaving any trace. This forced the Monster King to re-examine the human in front of him.
He thought to himself that it was no wonder that this human named Ling Jiuxiao was considered the best candidate for the next Saint in the Demon Suppression Palace. He had underestimated him before.
As for the little flower demon who had just been knocked unconscious by Ling Jiuxiao's spell, she was an insignificant existence to the Demon King.
The most important thing is to control this human being who has influence in the human world.
After all, this is his territory. No matter how powerful Ling Jiuxiao is outside, once you step into his territory, there is no way you can leave.
By then, a powerful member of the human race will be on his side...
The Demon King was thinking carefully in his mind, but unfortunately he had no idea that from the moment Ling Jiuxiao came to the Demon Realm, he was determined to become a demon and had no intention of leaving the Demon Realm.
As for what kind of disputes would occur between the human world and the demon world after he came to the demon world, it was not within his consideration.
Over the years, he has killed countless monsters and has long since repaid the kindness of his upbringing.
From then on, all his time was spent on Miaomiao, the little demon.
Thinking of this, Ling Jiuxiao lowered his head and kissed Miaomiao's cheek again. Feeling the demonic energy still stirring beside him, Ling Jiuxiao frowned slightly, and spoke sternly to the demon king on the throne with a look of disgust.
"Please hold back your imposing presence and stop being so mysterious.
Otherwise, I don't mind destroying your Demon King Palace. If things get awkward, don't blame me for not warning you in advance."
When the Demon King heard Ling Jiuxiao's disrespectful remarks, he became extremely angry.
As the master of the demon world, when had he ever been provoked like this before, even by a human kid with a lifespan of only twenty years...
But the Demon King had a lot of experience after all. Thinking that the other party was only in his twenties but already had such powerful spiritual power, if he offended the other party and the other party counterattacked, it would only benefit those enemies who were eyeing him covetously.
Thinking of this, the Demon King finally gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and withdrew all the pressure that permeated the air.
But in his heart, he had a new assessment of the little demon in Ling Jiuxiao's arms. Is this the "medicine to cure baldness"?
Ling Jiuxiao had no intention of making things difficult for the Demon King. After the Demon King did as he was told, he calmly took out an inconspicuous stone from his Qiankun bag and threw it at the Demon King.
The demon king took the stone and his mind passed through it. The demon's face immediately became as ugly as if he had been dead for three days, and it turned blue and white.
This is a part of the photo where some big demons are pulling each other's hair and exposing each other's secrets...
These bastards are really going to piss him off to death!
The demon king's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm. His originally deep eyes were now filled with haze, as if ink could drip out of them.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked with a voice squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing a strong sense of displeasure:
"Ling Jiuxiao, you broke into my Demon King Palace today and took out the Phantom Stone to threaten me. What exactly do you mean by that?
Do you think that my demon world is easy to bully and allow you, a human, to run wild here?
Humph, just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush with me, otherwise, don't blame me for being disrespectful and making sure you never come back!"
As the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire bedroom became increasingly oppressive, as if the air was frozen. It was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, and an invisible storm was quietly brewing amidst the questioning.
"I want to use the Demon Transformation Cauldron."
Ling Jiuxiao raised his eyes to look at the Demon King who was almost mad with anger, and said calmly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the effect was immediate. The demon king, who was originally furious, immediately seemed to have Alzheimer's disease, and the whole demon couldn't help but touch his ears.
"Demon Transformation Cauldron? Are you kidding me?!
This demon-transforming cauldron is only used by humans blinded by greed. Over the years, so many humans have begged me for it, but only one has successfully transformed into a demon...
To transform from a human into a demon, one must go through the pain of being crushed and reassembled. If one is not careful, even the soul will be crushed, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.
This is no joke, not to mention, if you really become a demon, what kind of demon you become, and whether you still have consciousness, all depends on God's will."
The demon king actually cherishes talent. Changing races is not such a simple thing. And the last one who successfully transformed into a demon was just a rabbit demon with little attack power...
How could a human being who is the only candidate to become a saint choose to become a demon?
Could it be that the Saint in the Demon Suppression Palace did this on purpose in order to start a war with the demons?
Damn, I almost fell into a trap... (｀⌒′ メ)