The Pestilence Demon King discovered that Ling Xiao's body was terrifyingly hard. When he hit Ling Xiao, it was as if he had hit hard dragon scales. There was no effect at all.
"No, I have to think of a way. It's impossible for me to give up this place!"
The Pestilence Demon King's eyes revealed a hint of viciousness.
Bam!
Ling Xiao and the Pestilence Demon King's palms collided once more.
However, at this moment, the Pestilence Demon King's arms, which were formed from the thick green liquid, detached themselves from his body and entered Ling Xiao's body at an extremely fast speed.
"Hahaha, I don't care if you're a senior or if you're just a kid playing tricks on me. You're dead for swallowing the Pestilence Demon Body that I formed by sacrificing thirty percent of my cultivation!"
Although the Pestilence Demon King was repelled by Ling Xiao's palms, his strange green face revealed a smug, sinister smile.
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. He suddenly felt an intense pain in his body, as if his organs were being pulled apart. He couldn't help but kneel on one knee.
"What's going on?"
Ling Xiao asked in surprise.
At this moment, his golden scales were gradually suffused with a green glow. Even his skin had green lines, which made him look extremely strange.
His entire body seemed to be frozen, so stiff that he couldn't move.
"Kekekeke! I'm the most terrifying Pestilence Demon Body. Although you're not afraid of the Pestilence that I created, you'll definitely be poisoned after swallowing my body. Surrender, kid! Even if I don't fight you, you'll slowly die in pain. "
The Pestilence Demon King let out a strange laugh again. "Kid, you're too difficult to deal with. You actually forced me to cut off my own arms and sacrifice thirty percent of my body to poison you. Even if I die, it'll be an honor."
"How dare you harm me!"
Ling Xiao's forehead was dripping with cold sweat as he shouted.
"Kekeke, I don't care if you're a senior or not. How dare you force me to give up this place? Wishful thinking! Since that's the case, you can die with this brat! "
The Pestilence Demon King continued with a smile. "That's right, your bodies won't rot immediately. This plague will only slowly erode your soul until you're completely poisoned to death. After that, this body will belong to this king. Hehe, although I don't know why senior would take a fancy to this kid's body, since you've taken a fancy to it, this body must have something extraordinary about it. This king would like to study it."
At this point, the Pestilence Fiend King's green body couldn't help but sway in excitement.
Ling Xiao noticed that the Pestilence Demon King's body seemed to be much smaller than before. This was probably not only because he had abandoned thirty percent of his body, but also because of other reasons.
This was because the Pestilence Fiend King had shrunk by more than half.
Could it be that this guy would shrink if he used his true form to fight?
Ling Xiao finally realized why the Pestilence Demon King needed a body. Once his body became smaller, his combat power would continue to decrease. This was probably why the Pestilence Demon King wanted to end the battle quickly.
"No! Why aren't you dead yet? "
The Pestilence Fiend King originally planned to help the Demon General in the battle, but he suddenly realized that not only did the green light on Ling Xiao's body not continue to increase, but it also rapidly decreased until it finally disappeared.
He looked at Ling Xiao in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Die!"
The Pestilence Fiend King sensed that something was wrong, so he hurriedly attacked, unwilling to let Ling Xiao continue to recover.
Although he still didn't understand why Ling Xiao wasn't afraid of his plague body, he didn't have the luxury of time to think too much.
Once Ling Xiao returned to normal, it would be difficult for him to restrain this brat.
Pa!
The Pestilence Fiend King's green right hand was blocked by another large green hand in the air.
Behind Ling Xiao, a three-headed, six-armed humanoid figure with green skin, long green hair, and three eyes appeared.
This figure actually emitted the aura of the Pestilence Fiend King.
"That! What is that! "
The Pestilence Fiend King felt boundless fear. He fled a dozen meters away in a panic, looking at the figure behind Ling Xiao with trepidation.
This illusory image that was similar to a Martial Spirit made him extremely fearful.
"Nine Demons Divine Art – Pestilence Fiend King!"
The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth curled into a sneer. He was also surprised that the Nine Demons Divine Art combined with the Pestilence Fiend King's body could actually create a brand new Pestilence Fiend King Martial Soul.
Moreover, when this Martial Soul was formed, it was actually at the Complete Soul Physical Stage. Its power was unbelievably strong.
He was now more and more interested. Who was the person who created the Soaring Cloud Steps and the Ox Demon Divine Art?
The Nine Demons Divine Art was born from the Ox Demon Divine Art. It was even possible that it was a peerless Martial Art created with the Martial Soul as the foundation.
Ling Xiao had guessed this before, but he didn't dare to confirm it. Today, however, he finally understood that his guess was correct.
If he wanted to learn the complete Nine Demons Divine Art, he would probably have to take all nine Demon Kings of the True Demon Empire into the Mountain River World.
He even suspected that all the soldiers of the True Demon Empire, including the True Demon Great Emperor, were transformed from Martial Souls.
After all, a Martial Soul was also a kind of soul. It was just a soul that was loyal to the cultivator.
Once the cultivator died, they would become ownerless existences. It was not impossible for them to become independent individuals.
This conjecture was so bold that even he was shocked.
"Haha, your True Body Plague doesn't seem to be that powerful. Even this King can't poison you to death. You want to rely on this to dominate?"
Although Ling Xiao spoke casually, he was very clear that the Pestilence Fiend King's True Body Plague was too terrifying. If he hadn't cultivated the Nine Demons Divine Art, he might have really died here today.
This was definitely not a plague that an ordinary Transcendent Realm cultivator could resist.
"Senior! Who the hell are you? "
Originally, the Pestilence Fiend King was a little suspicious that Ling Xiao was just pretending, but now he was convinced. There must be a powerful soul inside Ling Xiao's body, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to resist the attack of his True Body Plague.
One had to know that in the past, he had relied on this True Body Plague to kill a large number of Heaven Realm and Paradise Realm cultivators.
Of course, as his cultivation decreased, the effectiveness of his True Body Plague also decreased significantly. However, thirty percent of his True Body Plague's power could easily kill a cultivator below the Third Layer of the Transcendent Realm. Even a Fifth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivator wouldn't be able to resist it.
"This King told you to get out of here, but you didn't listen. Now, even if you want to escape, you won't have the chance."
Ling Xiao sneered, "This King has changed his mind now. I will completely condense you into my Martial Soul. You should feel honored!"
"No!"
The Pestilence Fiend King ran for his life.
He couldn't summon any courage to resist now. Ling Xiao's terror was beyond his imagination.
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