At this moment, Demon Lord Bewitchment was like a king, sitting high above the palace and looking down on everyone.
In the void behind him, a terrifying demonic heart was beating vigorously.
It emitted a monstrous demonic aura and waves of terrifying mental energy pressure, controlling everyone present like puppets.
"Young, beautiful, and alluring. What a coveted body!"
"I can't wait to taste this heart in my mouth!"
The white-robed man smiled wickedly.
Before Zhang Xuan could finish his words, he placed the beating heart in his hand into the wine cup in front of him.
"It's over …"
Everyone present, including Lin Buzheng, felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this scene.
They were terrified by Demon Lord Bewitchment's bloodthirsty and brutal methods, and they felt as if they could see their own fates from the young lady.
They felt that they would not be able to escape today, and that they would definitely die!
"Beauty, come here and pour me some wine!"
In the next moment, the man in white gestured at one of the dancing beauties with his finger.
The latter immediately stopped moving.
Her clothes were half undone, and her breasts were half exposed as she walked slowly toward Demon Lord Bewitchment.
This lady was not Lin Xinyue, Chen Xiuxiu, or Chen Jiaojiao, but a female disciple of Honglei Martial Dojo. Although she was not as good-looking as the previous few, she was still quite pretty.
Patter, patter!
At this moment, although the young lady was walking toward Demon Lord Bewitchment, her body was tense, and her heart was beating rapidly. Her eyes were wide open as she looked at Demon Lord Bewitchment, filled with rejection.
Clearly, she was secretly exerting her strength to resist Demon Lord Bewitchment's mental control.
Unfortunately, the difference in strength between this young lady and Demon Lord Bewitchment was too great. Even if she resisted with all her might, it was useless. She could not resist the mental control of the black demonic heart behind Demon Lord Bewitchment.
In the blink of an eye, she was already in front of Demon Lord Bewitchment. Demon Lord Bewitchment held her in his arms, and his hands caressed her body.
"Beauty, you're so beautiful!"
"Just like the other beauties before you, stay with me forever!"
The Demon Lord of Bewitchment's words were frivolous. As he spoke, his large, ugly hands were caressing the girl in his arms wantonly.
The lady's cheeks were flushed red as she lay limply in Demon Monarch Bewitchment's arms, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
A white lotus-like arm was wrapped around Demon Monarch Bewitchment's neck. The two of them looked as intimate as a couple.
Pfft!
However, in the next moment, the Demon Monarch of Bewitchment's large hand that was groping the girl's chest suddenly plunged deep into the girl's chest.
Once again, he dug out the latter's heart!
"Next!"
After killing the young girl, the Demon Monarch Bewitchment wiped his hands gently on her flawless white clothes, leaving behind a few bloody handprints. Then, he waved at another woman in the crowd.
The Demon Lord of Bewitchment was violent and bloodthirsty, and he viewed life as child's play.
Before him, everyone in the Cold Mountain Pavilion seemed insignificant and powerless, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
For a time, the Cold Mountain Pavilion was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.
A boundless aura of despair spread throughout the palace.
As for Lin Buzheng, his entire body was stiff. He was firmly bound to the spot by the Demon Monarch Bewitchment's mental power. He did not move an inch. His eyes were calm, as if he had already accepted his fate of death.
"Tai Su, Tai Su!
"Take off all your clothes!"
"Let the guests see if your figures are as beautiful as your faces!"
Demon Monarch Bewitchment hugged the woman in his arms and gulped down wine. The next moment, he looked at the dozen or so beautiful women who were dancing below him. Unsatisfied, he waved his hand.
Rumble!
In an instant, a terrifying demonic heart behind Demon Monarch Bewitchment contracted violently.
It released an extremely terrifying mental power ripple.
It could destroy heaven and earth, sweeping in all directions.
It engulfed everyone in the palace!
Rustle!
The dozen or so women who were dancing around Lin Buzheng suddenly changed their posture.
Their long hair was loose, and their clothes were slippery.
As they danced, they began to take off their clothes one by one!
One piece, two pieces, three pieces …
In the blink of an eye, the women's clothes had all fallen to the ground.
Only a thin layer of underwear was left. It could not conceal the women's smooth skin and snow-white figures at all.
For a moment, Lin Buzheng was drowned in an endless sea of beauty.
Front, back, left, right, and all directions were filled with the beautiful naked bodies of women.
Under Demon Monarch Bewitchment's control, the women danced and approached Lin Buzheng, completely drowning his tall and sturdy figure.
"Haha!
"Beauties, all of you are beauties!
"Don't worry, I'll definitely dote on all of you!"
Demon Monarch Bewitchment laughed strangely when he saw this. As he laughed, he lowered his head and kissed the beautiful women in his arms.
At this moment, something strange happened!
There was a loud boom!
Waves of powerful, deep blue air that looked like tens of thousands of ocean waves suddenly exploded from the center of the dozen or so dancing women.
The palace shook, and the world shook.
The ground beneath the women was like an earthquake.
Thousands of densely packed cracks appeared in the strong shockwaves.
However, although the airwaves contained great power and were extremely violent, they did not harm the dancing women around them.
They only pushed the women back a little.
Moo!
Immediately, a low and powerful bull's moo sounded from the center of the airwaves!
At this moment, where the dozen or so women were gathered, there stood a Nine-Colored Demon Bull.
It was dozens of feet tall and had a broad back, as tall as a mountain.
The bull's legs and hooves were solid, like four pillars that supported the sky.
The nine-colored divine light on the bull's back swayed gently with the airwaves, emitting a dazzling, dreamy, and mysterious light.
Lin Buzheng had transformed into a Nine-Colored Demon Bull!
It turned out that ever since Lin Buzheng entered the Cold Mountain Pavilion, although he had been under Demon Monarch Bewitchment's control, he had been secretly accumulating power to break the latter's mental chains.
At this critical moment, when the dozen or so women in the pavilion were forced to strip by Demon Monarch Bewitchment, Lin Buzheng finally finished accumulating power. He activated the Nine-Colored Demon Bull and broke the Demon Monarch Bewitchment's mental control!
Lin Buzheng's cultivation was only at the ninth-stage Qi Path.
Under normal circumstances, a Qi Path martial artist's mental power would not be able to break free from Demon Monarch Bewitchment's mental chains.
However, Lin Buzheng was not an ordinary Qi Path martial artist.
Not only was his soul powerful, but it had also been repeatedly refined by the Reincarnation Imperial Sutra and Demon Suppression Scripture.
Moreover, Demon Monarch Bewitchment thought that Lin Buzheng was an ordinary Qi Path martial artist and did not take him seriously. The strength of the mental chains that bound him was limited.
That was why Lin Buzheng seized the opportunity to transform into the Nine-Colored Demon Bull.
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