Chapter 676: Practice!

"The Nine Saints' True Souls are still missing one soul."

"Only by practicing the Dao Yuan Golden Body Art to the extreme can we condense the last soul and break the limit!"

Chu Shaoyang immediately decided to search for the treasure of body refining and improve his alchemy skills.

Saint-level ninth grade, Longquan Pill!

A treasure that cleanses the marrow and tempers the body and improves the strength of the physical body!

Pill, formation, body, spirit, flame, sword, spirit, blood, and power!

Nine Dao practitioners, all reached perfection, condensed the Nine Saints' True Souls, breaking the limit of the Saint King's nine realms!

He will have the terrifying power to kill the half-step Dharma Realm!

"Ye Wujie!"

Chu Shaoyang was murderous: "In two years at most, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Afterwards, he found the twelve venerables and asked them to find the holy medicine needed to refine Longquan Pill.

Hearing that he was going to make an elixir, Tianyun Danzun Zhu Yuntong said with interest: "During your retreat, I will protect you."

"If you don't understand something, you can ask."

Having said that, he wanted to see how Chu Shaoyang's alchemy skills were.

Cultivating nine daos together was an act against the will of heaven, but Chu Shaoyang was able to reach the level of a seventh-grade alchemist at the Saint level, so he must have something extraordinary!

Maybe he can learn something from him to help him break through the barriers of the Saint King Realm and step into the Half-Step Dharma Realm!

At this moment, the sound transmission note in Chu Shaoyang's empty ring suddenly vibrated.

This is the sound transmission note of the Demon Lord!

He tried to contact the Demon Lord since he entered this space, but he didn't get a response from the other party.

This time there was movement!

Chu Shaoyang immediately took out the sound transmission note.

"Demon Lord, where are you?"

The Demon Lord coughed non-stop and even vomited blood: "You really came in?"

"I was near the boundary stone. After hearing the rumors about you, I wanted to find you, but I was accidentally besieged by demons..."

The screams interrupted the Demon Lord's words.

The demons laughed wildly and tortured the demons for fun!

"I'll go there now!"

Chu Shaoyang immediately stepped into the air and turned into a sword light and rushed towards the cave.

"I'll go with you!"

Tianyun Danzun immediately followed.

...

Outside the cave, at the foot of a small hill.

The demons stood back to back, staring at a dozen demons in fear, trembling!

Yin Qing asked angrily: "We are all demons, why do we kill each other?"

The red-haired demon leader looked disdainful: "Just mastering a little demonic energy, are you worthy of being called a demon?"

"Only those of us who control the power of the demons and become saints in the way of demons are worthy of being called demons!"

"But forget about trash like you."

He was not interested in Yin Qing, turned his head and stared at the Demon Lord, showing a greedy smile.

"Your power is very strong. After I devour it, I can reach the peak of the twelfth level of the Holy King Realm!"

"Within a hundred years, you can step into the half-step Dharma Realm, break through the constraints of space, and go to the outside world!"

The red-haired demon laughed up to the sky!

They were eroded by the power of the demons and had long been puppets of the demons.

Once they leave the ground, they will definitely pass the news back to the demon clan and guide the strong men in the clan to come!

By then, not to mention this small space, even the five continents of southeast, northwest, and central will be the territory of the demons!

The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes slightly and said secretly that it was not good.

In order to protect his people, he was seriously injured and was no match for these people.

Recalling the previous rumors, Chu Shaoyang defeated a hundred Saint King Realm Tenth-level strongmen alone and won the first place in the disciple-recruiting conference.

Then his current strength may be better than his own, as long as he can hold on until he arrives.

"Are you waiting for reinforcements?"

The red-haired demon saw through his thoughts and sneered: "If you are looking for the Twelve Venerables, I might be afraid."

"Unfortunately, you are not qualified to know such a strong man, no one can save you!"

He urged the demonic energy, and the black mist surged around him, condensing into a huge five-meter-long sickle.

Slashed fiercely at the head of the Demon Lord!

At this moment, a black light cut through the sky and hit the sickle.

Crack!

The sickle shattered with a sound!

The red-haired demon was shocked back, with a shocked expression on his face, and suddenly turned his head to look somewhere.

Chu Shaoyang came in the air, the Heavenly Demon Sword was suspended beside him, and the sword intent was awe-inspiring!

"He doesn't know the Twelve Venerables, he only knows me."

"But, knowing me is enough."

The Demon Lord and others were all shocked, and their faces showed joy!

Chu Shaoyang is finally here!

They are saved!

"Who are you?"

The red-haired demon stared at Chu Shaoyang fearfully: "The weapon that can break the power of the demon must be at least the first grade of the holy level."

"You are only the ninth level of the Holy King Realm, how can you have a holy weapon?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "Why do you ask so many questions for a dead person?"

The infinite sword burst out!

The black sword energy turned into hundreds of long swords and flew out!

The red-haired demon was shocked and turned the magic energy into a sickle again, trying to resist.

Dangdangdang...Crack!

Only three swords were broken, and the sickle broke again!

The remaining long swords instantly pierced the body of the red-haired demon!

"Ah!"

The red-haired demon screamed, and his body scattered into magic energy to avoid the attack of the long sword.

Flying hundreds of meters all the way, he reappeared in his true form.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the red-haired demon was already seriously injured.

The other demons, who were ready to move, froze in place!

"This kid is clearly only at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, but he can actually severely injure the twelfth level of the Saint King Realm?"

"Could he be the disciple of one of the twelve venerables?"

Just as everyone was guessing, the voice of Tianyun Danzun came from a distance.

"This little friend Chu is not our disciple, we can't teach him."

Tianyun Danzun walked slowly, not paying attention to the demons at all.

After half a year of getting along, the Twelve Masters saw the horror of Chu Shaoyang.

They had been practicing for a thousand years, but they discovered it during the competition.

Thousands of years of hard training are not as good as this kid's short twenty years of training!

At first, the Twelve Lords were able to suppress Chu Shaoyang by virtue of their realm.

As the number of sparring sessions increased, it only took Chu Shaoyang just half a year to go from barely supporting to coping easily!

"You, are you, Lord Tianyun Alchemy?"

The red-haired demon exclaimed!

The twelve venerables all have the strength at the peak of the twelfth level of the Saint King Realm, and are the strongest in this space!

He had just reached the twelfth level of the Saint King Realm and was injured by Chu Shaoyang. He could not be the opponent of Alchemy Lord Tianyun!

"I won't take action."

Tianyun Danzun looked at Chu Shaoyang and said with a smile: "It would be easy for me to kill him, but it is a rare experience for you."

Chu Shaoyang lost interest: "Experience doesn't count, just practice."

In an instant, the sword intent suddenly rose!

The Demonic Sword made a sword cry, and the sword energy condensed over a hundred meters!

One sword reaches the sky!

The sword energy cut off the red-haired devil's arm, causing him to scream in pain!

The demonic energy inside his body surged, his eyes turned red, and he roared angrily: "Little bastard, I want you to die!"

Chu Shaoyang ignored him at all and muttered to himself: "Weaker than I thought."

"Fighting you is a waste of time."

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared out of thin air!

There was only a flash of black light between heaven and earth.

A flash of heavenly dragon!

The Demonic Sword pierced the heart of the red-haired demon, bringing up a drop of blood.

The red-haired demon stared blankly at the bloody hole in his chest, a look of despair on his face.

It turns out that when Chu Shaoyang cut off his arm with his sword before, he deliberately avoided the vital point!