owlsbooks Chapter 443 The Death of the Night Lord
Chapter 443 The Death of the Night Lord
Chapter 443 The Death of the Night Lord
"Brother head..."
Seeing Wang Yang's face full of pain and the veins on his forehead protruding, Xiao Longnu felt deeply worried for him.However, in the confrontation between the two masters, she couldn't help at all.
Li Mochou's eyes also shone with worry.
The heroes of the various sects and aristocratic families looked at this scene and thought: It seems that this kid is about to lose his grip. If he dies, I don't know if the big devil will let us go?
Some people began to wonder whether it is time to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
At this time, Huang Chang said loudly: "Everyone! The Night Demon Lord does all kinds of evil. Although his martial arts are amazing, if we join hands, we may not be his opponent. Why don't we kill this demon together and do justice for the heavens!"
Both Wang Chongyang and Xiaoyaozi said in unison: "That's right, let's kill this big devil together!"
However, the result of waiting was the silence of the heroes.
Witnessing the powerful strength displayed by the Night Demon Lord, everyone knew that even if they joined hands, they might have a chance of winning, but they would inevitably cause great casualties.
Every sect and every family can achieve what they are today because of the painstaking efforts and hard work of several generations.
They all have their own calculations, and they don't want to catch up with this muddy water.If this caused the demise of the sect or family, it would obviously be worth the loss.
Compared with when they were dealing with Wang Yang, they were full of calmness and reason at this moment.
Xiaoyaozi said angrily: "What's the matter with you? Could it be that you are all afraid of the Night Demon Lord? You simply..."
"Forget it, don't talk about it." Huang Chang waved his hand, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "The head of the sect has been for the human race all his life, and it is related to the fate of the human race. If he knows that the human race here is like this, I really don't know how much it will be." disappointment."
Both Wang Chongyang and Xiaoyaozi sighed deeply.
Du Xianjie has gone through many difficulties and obstacles from a barren land to the prosperity of the human race today.But today's human race is greedy and selfish, completely without the simplicity and kindness of the past.
Such a human race, even if it is prosperous to the extreme, is afraid that it will be destroyed in its own hands in the end.
Huang Chang and the others originally wanted to encourage everyone to fight against the Night Demon Lord, but with such a result, how could they not be disappointed?Seeing Wang Yang confronting the Night Lord alone at this moment, he felt deeply worried and helpless.
Just when everyone thought that Wang Yang was about to die at the hands of the Night Demon Lord, a huge turning point suddenly happened.
Mingming and Dark Night Demon Lord had already gained the absolute upper hand, but suddenly, it seemed that he was struggling with all his strength, trying to get rid of it.On the contrary, Wang Yang, who was at a disadvantage, entangled him tightly.
Seeing it, Xiaoyaozi was shocked, and blurted out: "Beiming Divine Art!"
Wang Chongyang immediately saw the problem, but asked with a strange expression: "What's the situation? Could it be that Wang Yang can still absorb the cultivation of the Night Demon Lord?"
"Beiming Divine Art" is miraculous, but when Baichuan enters the sea, the cultivation level of the person sucked must be lower than his.
No one present could compare with the tens of thousands of years of cultivation of the Night Demon Lord, let alone Wang Yang, whose cultivation had just broken through to the Imaginary Immortal Realm.In terms of skill alone, Wang Yang is like the difference between a drop of water and the ocean in front of the Night Demon Lord.
Even if Wang Yang's attainments in "Beiming Divine Art" are superb, I'm afraid it is impossible to absorb the cultivation base of the Night Demon Lord, right?
There was also a blank look in Xiaoyaozi's eyes.After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized, and said, "I see, this kid is just too... cunning, haha..."
"Stinky boy, let me go!" the Night Demon Lord sternly shouted.
Wang Yang's face was pale, beads of sweat kept rolling down, his face was ferocious, and he looked extremely painful.He couldn't speak at all, but he supported himself hard and never let go.
The Night Demon Lord said again: "Wang Yang, I promise not to embarrass you again, just let go."
Feeling the continuous leakage of the true essence and magic power in his body, the Night Demon Lord was extremely flustered.After a pause, he cursed angrily: "Stinky boy, are you going to let go? Is this deity's cultivation level unbearable to you? If you insist on doing this, you will definitely explode and die."
With his many years of cultivation, the magic power of true essence is so overbearing.
The reason why Wang Yang is in such pain is precisely because it is difficult to control when absorbing the opponent's true essence magic power, and he rampages in his body. If he loses control, not only will he not benefit, but it will be extremely dangerous.
After waiting for a while, the Night Demon King felt deeply desperate when he saw Wang Yang persist in doing such a thing that harmed others and did not benefit himself.
Sometimes he begged bitterly, sometimes threatened and lured him, and later, he found that the more he spoke, the faster his true energy would be consumed, so he had no choice but to shut up until his body felt empty, almost like a cripple.
Wang Yang finally let go, opened his mouth and let out a mouthful of mist.
The Night Demon Lord slumped on the ground all of a sudden, completely losing his previous temper.He could only use his internal strength and replenished a little bit of physical energy.
Wang Yang also sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to use his "innate skills" to assimilate the absorbed magic power.
When the heroes saw this scene, you looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were dumbfounded.No one thought that that fearsome and notorious big devil would be defeated by a mere young man.
At this moment, the Night Demon Lord looked very weak, and he was afraid that anyone present could easily kill him.
The Dark Night Demon Lord wanted to cry, but glared at Wang Yang angrily, and cursed: "Boy surnamed Wang, you are so despicable. I didn't expect to plant the true energy of Beiming in my body earlier, and this deity didn't even notice it. You... How did you do it?"
Wang Yang said: "It's very simple, of course it was played when you were most seriously injured and unconscious."
The Night Demon Lord said blankly: "But, I was injured like that at that time, and you still kept this hand. Could it be that you expected what happened today?"
"That's not true." Wang Yang said: "However, for people like you, it's always right to be on guard."
The Night Demon Lord sighed deeply, and said: "No wonder Li Xiaoyao chose you. It seems that I underestimated you too much before. Good! Good! I am convinced that I lost."
Wang Yang said: "And then...?"
The Night Demon Lord glanced at the crowd. At this moment, everyone is full of resentment towards him. As long as there is one person who stands up first, they will attack him immediately and chop him into meat paste.
After all, the Night Demon Lord has a lot of blood and debts, and almost everyone present has a deep hatred for him.
The Night Demon Lord suddenly looked up to the sky and burst out laughing.He said: "This deity has lived all my life. Even Li Xiaoyao couldn't kill me back then. I didn't expect to end up like this today. Wang Yang, Li Xiaoyao, don't be complacent. Even if I die, you don't want to feel better about it."
Wang Yang said: "You want to commit suicide?"
The Night Demon Lord glanced at Li Mochou with a smile on his face.Suddenly, the major acupuncture points on his body made "bang bang" sounds.Finally, there was a loud noise, and his body instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, which drifted away with the wind.
(End of this chapter)