Chapter 32 The Heart of the Demon Saint

The blood moon was in the sky, the stars in the night were gradually fading, and the blood seemed to be getting thicker.

Luo Qiantuo, who had no intact flesh and blood on his body and was not in human form, was supported by the incarnation of Luo Hu and left the wilderness with difficulty.

"Although Lu Qingshan is a sword embryo that is rare to encounter in a thousand years, he is only a monk in the Tribulation Realm after all. He is still a little short of the sword immortal realm. He should have no chance of winning against you. How could you be reduced to this level? In such a miserable situation?" Luo Hu's incarnation asked after thinking about it.

"No," Luo Qiantuo categorically denied Luo Hu's incarnation's evaluation of Lu Qingshan, "This Lu Qingshan is not a sword embryo that only happens once in a thousand years, but only once in ten thousand years."

"It can even be said that there was no such sword cultivator in the human race before, and there will never be one in the future." He said with absolute certainty.

When he thought of Lu Qingshan's last sword, the shocking sword that turned night into day, Luo Qiantuo felt filled with joy.

He didn't make too many excuses for his failure, even if he really wanted to find one, he would be able to tell one or two.

"This person must never be allowed to become a swordsman. Rahu, when my injury improves a little, I will use the tracking method to help you find the two of them and kill them. You can't let the tiger go back to the mountain." Luo Qiantuo gritted his teeth and said, In addition to hatred for Lu Qingshan, there was also deep fear in his heart.

"You don't need to pay too much attention to this matter. Lu Qingshan's injuries are more serious than yours, but he is still a swordsman with a weak body. Therefore, even if he returns to the human realm, he will most likely be a useless person." Luo Hu's incarnation said to Lu Qingshan His attitude was not as caring as Luo Qituo's.

"It shouldn't be that simple." Luo Qiantuo was not relieved by the words of Luo Hu's incarnation. He took a breath and continued: "There is such a big gap between his and me in cultivation. I should have been in a position to win. But it was him who won in the end. This was not luck, he could do this kind of thing, and I don’t believe he would become a useless person.”

"Okay, even if Lu Qingshan has incredible powers, how can he recover from such a serious injury without taking dozens or hundreds of years? Is it possible that his recovery power can be better than yours?" Luo Hu's avatar thought for a moment, continued.

Luo Qiantuo was silent.

The injuries he suffered were so serious that it would take at least a hundred years of training to recover.

Lu Qingshan's injuries were more serious, and his physical body was far from comparable to his. Even if he didn't become a cripple, it would definitely take more time to recover.

Luo Hu is right about this.

"It will take tens to hundreds of years. By then, the human realm will have completely fallen. It will be too late for him to recover from his injuries or even become a swordsman." Luo Hu's incarnation said expressionlessly.

"Of course, it would be best to leave them in the abyss."

"If you can't, there's no need to force it."

After listening to what Luo Hu's incarnation said, Luo Qiantuo had to admit that what he said was very reasonable, but he was a little too impatient.

"But, Luo Hu, when did you create such a powerful incarnation?" Luo Qiantuo's eyes flickered, and some different thoughts flashed through his mind.

There is deep confusion in his heart

The method of incarnation is not a top secret, and it is not even the secret method of their Asura clan.

Luo Qiantuo has never practiced such secret techniques, but he still understands the method of incarnation.

The so-called method of incarnation seems to be very powerful, but it is actually useless for top magic cultivators like them.

Because incarnation needs to be refined.

The problem is that their Asura clan is one of the eight holy and demonic clans. Their own bloodline is powerful and invincible. How can the incarnations they refine compare with their original bodies?

The demon clan's cultivation system is based on bloodline, which means that the prospects of the refined incarnation are limited and not worth mentioning.

To give up part of your soul for an incarnation with little potential is a penny gain.

Therefore, he has always maintained a dismissive attitude towards the incarnation of Pharaoh Tuo.

But today, his disdain could no longer continue, because the incarnation of Rahu in front of him obviously had unreasonable strength.

...

Faced with Luo Qituo's inquiry, the incarnation of Luo Hu did not give an answer.

Seeing that Luo Hu's incarnation did not reply, Luo Qiantuo grinned. He was not surprised and did not ask further - this must be Luo Hu's big secret, and it was normal not to tell him.

"If you hadn't arrived in time today, I would have become the stepping stone for the new Sword Sect Master. I will never forget the life-saving grace." After a moment of silence, Luo Qiantuo thanked the incarnation of Luo Hu again.

After finally achieving his current level of cultivation and status, it would be such an injustice if he died like this at the hands of a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm!

"You're welcome, how could I let you die in someone else's hands like this?" Luo Hu's incarnation suddenly laughed.

His smile was a bit weird, and it made Luo Qiantuo feel chilled in his heart.

"My injury is very serious. It will take more than a hundred years to fully recover. I can no longer contribute to the upcoming battle. I must heal my injuries in the Black Armor Domain. Guangling Pass can only be left to you three." Luo Qian Tuo spoke again, trying to ignore the weird smile of Rahu's incarnation.

"It doesn't matter," Luo Hu's incarnation added: "It's not like you have to go to the front line to contribute to the Asura clan."

"Huh?" Luo Qiantuo was stunned and did not react.

winter!

The sudden sound woke up Luo Qituo, and he realized that the incarnation of Luo Hu had not returned to the King's City of Buddha with him.

winter! winter!

Two loud earthquakes in succession made Luo Qiantuo, who was already extremely weak, look even paler.

At the same time, a vast and unpredictable force rushed over like a tsunami, trying to overturn him.

If Luo Hu's incarnation hadn't stopped him, Luo Qiantuo would have been in an embarrassing situation on the spot.

He looked up at the scene in front of him in shock, almost losing consciousness.

"What is this place and what is that?!"

A huge piece of meat suspended in mid-air came into view extremely unexpectedly.

The piece of meat is like a huge, deformed heart that is constantly contracting and expanding. Every time it contracts and expands, it will make a sound like a heartbeat, which is rhythmic and full of majestic life.

And after every heartbeat, vast power will sweep across all directions. At the same time, the piece of meat will release a demonic energy that is so rich that it is almost liquefied, rendering this area gloomy and dark.

All these scenes look extremely strange, but the piece of meat itself is as bright and crystal clear as red agate, with fierce bloody divine flowers lingering around it, and endless life breath exuding, which is extremely holy.

winter! winter! winter!

The sound of the heartbeat continued. Every time this strange but holy heart beat, Luo Qiantuo felt as if his blood was gushing and his blood vessels were about to burst.

"The Heart of the Demonic Saint." Luo Hu transformed into Luo Qiantuo to answer questions.

"Demon Saint?!" Luo Qiantuo was so shocked that he couldn't help but exclaimed.

The holy realm is the ancestral realm of the human race’s cultivation system.

But for the demons, the holy realm is really just a legendary realm.

The human race has had Xia Daozu, but the demon race has never had a demon saint.

"Yes," Luo Hu's incarnation nodded, pointing to the heart, "but it's not fully gestated yet, and there are still defects."

Luo Qiantuo subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by the incarnation of Luo Hu, and it could be seen that there were eight thick and protruding blood vessels on the Demon Saint's Heart.

It's just that of these eight thick blood vessels, only one blood vessel is now flowing with blood, providing a source of power for the beating of the heart, and the other seven blood vessels are empty.

Just one blood vessel can give this heart such majestic power. What if there are eight?

This thought flashed through Luo Qiantuo's mind subconsciously, and he was shocked on the spot.

"The heart is the source of physical strength."

"As long as the defects are filled up and the Demonic Saint's heart is transplanted here," the incarnation of Rahu pointed at his chest, "Replace my original heart, the Demonic Saint's heart can give birth to a demonic body for me. Holy body.”

"This..." Hearing the words of Luo Hu's incarnation, Luo Qiantuo's eyes were filled with horror.

He never thought that Luo Hu had such a big plan secretly, and it had even progressed to this point.

Luo Qiantuo asked almost subconsciously: "Can we achieve the holy realm in this way?"

"Of course not. How can the Holy Realm be so easy to achieve? This is only half," Luo Hu's incarnation said knowing everything, and then showed a strange smile, "It's just that I have almost completed the other half."

"What is the other half?" Luo Qiantuo had already noticed that something was wrong, but the curiosity that almost broke his heart made him ask again.

"I, the demon clan, cultivate the physical body, but cultivating a path is like crossing a boat in the sea of ​​suffering. The physical body is the boat, and the gods are the people in the boat. If you want to cross the endless sea and reach the other shore, in addition to a good boat, you must also have a helmsman. A good player." The incarnation of Luo Hu didn't mind explaining his understanding to Luo Qiantuo.

"This is just your guess." Luo Qiantuo said.

The holy realm has not been reached by anyone, and it is an unknown road. Therefore, what Rahu's incarnation said today are all his own guesses and judgments, and he cannot know whether they are correct or not.

But Luo Hu had enough confidence and was confident that he was on the right path now.

"I already have the God of the Holy Realm," Luo Hu did not explain the origin of the God of the Holy Realm, but just said to himself: "It is precisely after having the God of the Holy Realm that I became more and more sure of my thoughts. correct."

"That woman is no match for me. There is a huge gap in strength between her and me now." The woman Luo Hu mentioned was naturally Xia Daoyun. "The reason why I couldn't keep her is because my current body cannot carry my body." god."

"I can feel the power of my God. Once it breaks out, it will be able to destroy the heaven and the earth. But it is precisely because God is too powerful and is burdened by the physical body. On the contrary, his actions are hindered everywhere and he cannot do what he wants."

"The holy realm and the top demon king seem to be only one step away, but one is the sky and the other is the earth..."

"There is no comparability between the two," the incarnation of Rahu continued: "But I tell you, you won't understand. Only by truly experiencing the power of the holy realm can you understand."

"For example..." Luo Hu's incarnation suddenly chuckled, "You must be curious about how you were brought here silently by me, and you didn't realize it until now?"

Luo Qiantuo was startled for a moment, and then suddenly reacted, "The God of the Holy Realm?!"

"Yes...it's the power of the God of the Holy Realm. I can't even exert one percent of its power due to the burden of my physical body, but it's enough to hide it from you, Luo Qituo."

Luo Qiantuo seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly fell silent and kept silent.

But the incarnation of Luohu started talking, but he was unwilling to stop just like that.

"Do you know how to give birth to a flawless Demon Saint's heart?"

Seeing that Luo Qiantuo didn't reply, he continued talking on his own.

"Asura, Giant Spirit, Void, Soldier Demon, Beimang, Heart Demon, Thunder Beast, Dream Demon, collectively known as the eight holy demon tribes..."

"Holy Demon, Holy Demon, in turn, isn't it the Demon Saint?"

"If you want to achieve the Heart of the Demon Saint, you must first gather the blood of the eight great saints and demons!"

"Aren't you even going to let go of the Asura clan? Just for an opportunity that you're not sure will succeed?" Luo Qiantuo asked.

"Hahaha..." Luo Hu's incarnation laughed heartily and asked: "If it were you, faced with such an opportunity to become a saint, would you let the Asura clan go?"

"No..." Luo Qiantuo was silent for a long time, as if he had lost all his strength.

"It's good that you can understand me," Luo Hu's incarnation said calmly, "In that case, I have to trouble you, Luo Qiantuo, to contribute to this Demonic Saint's Heart."

The words fell.

The crystal-clear Demonic Saint's heart beat powerfully, and then shot out a bloody divine light, carrying the demonic flames, covering Luo Qiantuo.

At this moment, Luo Qiantuo, who was already severely injured and extremely weak, felt that he had been eroded by some indescribable and irresistible force. He instantly turned into indescribable twisted flesh and blood and merged into the crystal heart.

Afterwards, his bones, flesh and blood were turned into "residues" and abandoned, falling to the ground below the Demon Saint's Heart, leaving only pure blood.

That is the Asura bloodline, the Asura bloodline of the top demon lord.

It is entering one of the seven empty blood vessels.

After a few breaths, a tangible blood line appeared in the thick blood vessel, shimmering with blood.

"Don't say that I don't care about the feelings of the same clan, at least I will let you understand." The incarnation of Luohu said to himself to the blood line in the blood vessel, and then flicked his right hand, and balls of blood-colored light flew out and melted into into that blood vessel.

Soon, blood began to form and flow in that blood vessel.

winter!

As the second blood vessel revived, the beating sound of the Demon Saint's heart became more powerful, and the breath of life became more majestic and vast.

"It's not enough." The incarnation of Luo Hu squinted and looked at the blood vessel. Although the blood had started to flow continuously, it had not been able to fill the blood vessel. "The quality is enough, but the quantity is not enough."

The gestation of the Demon Saint's Heart requires not only top-notch quality, but also huge quantity.

Obviously, this level of quantity is still not enough to make this second blood vessel completely sacred.

"Sooner or later."

The most difficult step has been completed, and it is not difficult for Rahu.

"Two of the eight points have been completed..." He glanced at the other six empty thick blood vessels on the crystal heart, and murmured to himself, his voice as devilish as saintly.