The silver-haired demon appeared in front of Qin Lang like a bolt of lightning and slashed at Qin Lang's chest with his two blades.
At that moment, a strange smile appeared on Qin Lang's face. He crossed his hands in front of his chest, and two huge blood-red mantis blades appeared. They hooked onto the silver-haired demon's two demonic blades. The silver-haired demon cried out in his heart, "Oh no!" His body flashed, preparing to turn into invisible mental strength to escape from Qin Lang's attack range. However, before the demon's body could completely disappear, the tips of the two mantis blades suddenly bounced up from the ground and hooked onto the silver-haired demon's back.
The demon's body had already become translucent and was about to turn into invisible mental strength. At that moment, it was hooked by the sharp claws of Qin Lang's mantis blades. A powerful dark force was injected into the demon's body, preventing it from turning back into invisible mental strength.
Since it could not turn back into invisible mental strength, as long as it remained in a physical state, it could be injured. This was especially so since Qin Lang's mantis blades were formed from his mental sword qi, which could cause mental damage to the demon. In addition, Qin Lang's Dark Samsara Visualization Technique could restrain the demon's instincts, making the silver-haired demon a grasshopper on the mantis' claws. No matter how it struggled, it could not escape Qin Lang's control. Instead, its mental strength was constantly being devoured by Qin Lang.
Darkness devoured everything.
This was the true nature of the Dark Samsara Visualization Technique.
"No … Impossible! How can you know the Dark Demon Lord's mental strength cultivation technique?! "
The silver-haired demon was a knowledgeable person. He knew that Qin Lang was using the Dark Samsara Visualization Technique and knew that he was in the biggest trouble. Since Qin Lang knew the Dark Samsara Visualization Technique, the 100,000 demonic soldiers would not pose a threat to Qin Lang. Instead, they would only be sending themselves to Qin Lang.
"Because I am your Dark Demon Lord! Hehe ~ "
Qin Lang deliberately fabricated an identity for himself to numb this silver-haired demon. "I am the clone of the Dark Demon Ancestor. Otherwise, how could other people know the Dark Demon Ancestor's cultivation technique!"
"You are the clone of the Dark Demonic Ancestor? Impossible! This was impossible! The Dark Demonic Ancestor is such a powerful existence. Even a clone is much stronger than you! Furthermore, it has such a noble status. Even if it had to choose a body, it wouldn't choose a human warrior! "The silver-haired demon was still in disbelief as he continued to resist crazily.
"Idiot! How can the Fiend Ancestor's thoughts be what you can speculate! "Qin Lang said with a sneer." The reason why this seat stayed here is naturally because this seat has his own thoughts. Although this world is very weak, it has other unexpected benefits. There are many spatial nodes here that can connect many worlds. Do you know what this means? "
"Are you planning to use this place as a springboard to conquer the world of Cultivators?
"Humph! Idiot! The world of Cultivators is just one of the thousands of worlds. What I want is not just a small world of Cultivators. There are many passageways that connect to other worlds. The world of Cultivators is just one of them. "Qin Lang was prepared to use the tiger's skin to pull the tiger's flag.
"This … Are you really the clone of the old Fiend Ancestor?" The silver-haired demon was already beginning to soften. Of course, he had no choice but to soften. This was because Qin Lang's All Heavens Dark Samsara Visualization Art was not fake. It could completely suck this demon's Mind Strength dry.
"Yes, I am!" Qin Lang snorted and activated the Demon Seed in him. Immediately, the Demon Qi in his body flourished. He really did look like a real demon.
This time, the silver-haired demon no longer had any doubts. He exclaimed, "Lord Fiend Ancestor, so you plan to conquer this world first and then the other worlds. Your thoughts are indeed far-sighted! This general … I, Liang Bei, am willing to share your burden, Lord Fiend Ancestor! "
"Very well!" Qin Lang said, "Then accept my Soul Shackles!"
Qin Lang could suppress this silver-haired demon, but if this guy did not cooperate, it would be very difficult for Qin Lang to subdue him. That was why he decided to use the name of the Fiend Ancestor to trick this guy.
Poor demon Liang Bei obediently accepted Qin Lang's Soul Shackles. This time, he became Qin Lang's' demon slave '. Although his body was still his own and could change freely, his Mind Soul Shackles had already been placed by Qin Lang. He could only be enslaved by Qin Lang forever.
After setting up the Soul Shackles, Qin Lang was relieved and let go of the silver-haired demon.
"Take it. Quickly recover your strength." Qin Lang threw a small Demon Stone to Liang Bei.
"This is a Demon Stone!" Liang Bei was so excited that he immediately prostrated himself in admiration of Qin Lang, the "Devil Ancestor". He hurriedly knelt down and thanked Qin Lang respectfully. Then, he carefully absorbed the Devil Qi of the Devil Stone into his body. The Demon Stone was indeed a Demon Stone. To a demon, it was the best tonic. After Liang Bei absorbed the Demon Qi of the Demon Stone, he quickly recovered his previous strength and even surpassed it.
Qin Lang was secretly shocked. Demon Stones were indeed naturally prepared for demons. Once a demon obtained a Demon Stone, he would quickly grow stronger. However, fortunately, there were not many Demon Stones in this world. Otherwise, this place would immediately become a place where demons ran amok.
After seeing Qin Lang's means and receiving the Demon Stone from Qin Lang, the silver-haired demon finally no longer doubted Qin Lang's identity. Instead, he began to play the role of a 'lackey'. "Lord Fiend Ancestor, you must have a big plan for coming to this world, right?"
"Hmm …"
Qin Lang deliberately snorted as if he was a little unhappy.
"Lord Fiend Ancestor, please calm down. I didn't mean to inquire about your plan. I just want to be of service to you." This Liang Bei could be considered a 'cultured' demon. Be it his actions or thoughts, they were orderly. It seemed that he was indeed a 'noble' among the demons.
Those ordinary demon soldiers and little demons only knew how to kill and devour. They were dominated by their bodies' instincts. Only demons above the demon general level had wisdom and tactics. And when they reached the general level, they could completely command the demon army.
Qin Lang pondered for a moment before saying, "Since you are my servant in the future, there is no harm in letting you know some things. But first, tell me, what's your mission here? "
Seeing that Qin Lang did not pursue the matter, the demon finally heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he said, "Lord Fiend Ancestor, I was ordered to wait here and then wait for an opportunity to enter the cultivation world."
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