"Haha... It seems we are in for a big show of 'catching a turtle in a jar' today!"
Seeing two human cultivators tightly surrounded by his demon army, and realizing that their strength wasn't very high, one of the demon kings believed he could easily capture them alive, and thus laughed triumphantly.
The other demon king, a big-bearded, small-eyed one, also thought victory was secured. Stroking his beard, squinting his small eyes, he lustfully stared at Leng Qingqiu and shouted, "Everyone listen, kill the man,"
Leng Qingqiu's peerless beauty excited the demon army greatly, and upon hearing this, they all shouted with excitent,
Just at this mont...
Wang Xiaoqiang had already charged forward. Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was at the Fifth Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage, with a strong cultivation base, the two demon kings didn't dare be careless and advanced to et him together, while the demons below naturally sward towards Leng Qingqiu.
As she saw the demon cultivators charging at her, Leng Qingqiu's expression turned cold. With a wave of her hand, she summoned the Ruthless Sword. The Ruthless Sword levitated in front of her, spinning relentlessly...
Leng Qingqiu ford the Water Bottle Seal with her hands before her chest, flicking her hands in a spell, causing the Ruthless Sword to soar into the sky, disappearing beyond the clouds,
When it fell again, the Ruthless Sword had completely transford, now shimring coldly, spinning ceaselessly like an ice sword.
The blade spun rapidly like a spinning top, and with each rotation, a wave of cold aura emanated from the sword's blade.
Wave after wave of cold aura spread outward from the Ruthless Sword like ripples, expanding like a vast cold current that quickly caused the snowfield to freeze into a one-foot-thick sheet of ice.
The demon cultivators charging up were affected by the cold aura, shivering uncontrollably, and those with weaker cultivation bases found it hard to even breathe.
Path of Ruthlessness.
Cold Fiend!
Leng Qingqiu's appearance remained unchanged; her hair and body showed no signs of change. She did not transform into pure white as she did during the Armor Snatching Tournant, clearly unaffected by the Cold Fiend's assault.
This revealed that her cultivation in the Path of Ruthlessness had significantly improved since the Armor Snatching Tournant. Now, when using Cold Fiend, she no longer suffered its backlash.
Additionally, when she employed Cold Fiend in this icy Snow Territory, its power more than doubled. At this mont, it wasn't just the little demons, but even the great demons were frozen by the Cold Fiend, shivering and unable to advance.
anwhile, on Wang Xiaoqiang's side, neither of the demon kings had undergone demonization, so they posed no substantial pressure to him.
Wang Xiaoqiang was eager to test the capabilities of the mutated Patterned Beast, so with a thought, he summoned it,
The Patterned Beast flew from his back and, following his will, charged at the Big Bearded Demon King, engaging in combat with him.
The Big Bearded Demon King, seeing the Patterned Beast as rely a pet beast, didn't take it seriously. Raising his hand, a black light flashed, and a disk flew from his hand, growing larger in the wind until it beca the size of a pot lid in mid-air.
"Spirit Fixing Disk, fix it for !!"
The big-bearded demon king shouted angrily, pointing with his finger as a streak of black light shot from it, hitting the Spirit Fixing Disk,
The Spirit Fixing Disk began to spin, projecting a massive circular light screen, increasing in size as it descended, until it ford a twenty-ter-wide light screen upon reaching the ground.
This light screen tightly encased the Patterned Beast.
The Patterned Beast struggled mightily under the light screen, but no matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free from its confinent. It roared angrily yet seed extrely frustrated and helpless.
"Haha..., little beast, your power isn't small, but it's a pity you've encountered my Spirit Fixing Disk. Not just you, even a Divine Beast would have to reckon with its power..."
The Big Bearded Demon King said triumphantly as he walked towards the Patterned Beast, seriously observing it, clearly showing his interest in it,
The Patterned Beast, majestic and powerful with a charming appearance, exuded strength. One could understand why anyone would take an interest in it,
Finally, the Big Bearded Demon King reached the Patterned Beast, twisting his beard as he said, "Little beast, once your master dies, you'll be mine. Follow , and I won't treat you poorly..."
As the Big Bearded Demon King spoke, he couldn't help reaching out to stroke the Patterned Beast's sleek and shiny fur.
At this mont...
An unexpected change occurred.
From the Patterned Beast's head, eight demon arms materialized out of thin air, as thick as a human's, sharp like barbs, they thrust viciously into the Big Bearded Demon King's body.
Plop plop plop plop plop plop plop plop…!
Eight demon arms; one pierced into the Big Bearded Demon King's head, another into his mouth, two into his chest, two into his arms, and the remaining two into his abdon...
Blood spurted out, forming eight streams.
The Big Bearded Demon King's mouth couldn't speak, his hands couldn't move, his eyes widened abruptly, and only his eyeballs could move. Yet now, his eyes were filled with shock and fear, along with deep unwillingness and despair.
"Big Beard!" cried out the other demon king fighting Wang Xiaoqiang, expressing regret as he leaped towards the Spirit Fixing Disk. Clearly, he cared not for the Big Bearded Demon King's life, but for the Spirit Fixing Disk.
However, just as he turned and flew away, Wang Xiaoqiang's War God Hamr flew from his hand, striking the back of his head with a bang, causing his skull to cave in,
He spat out a gush of black blood, eyes turning white, and his body wobbled before falling onto the snowfield.
Wang Xiaoqiang flew over, grabbed the War God Hamr in hand, and with a swing and a smash, exploded the demon king's body with a loud crash.
Flesh flew everywhere.
In just a short ti, both demon kings t their demise.
As the Big Bearded Demon King breathed his last and fell, the Spirit Fixing Disk under his control lost its brilliance, clattering to the ground like a piece of scrap tal, shrinking on its own to the size of a dish.
The Patterned Beast regained its freedom, leaping into the air with a mighty roar, exuding a majestic presence. Its might was awe-inspiring.
Wang Xiaoqiang walked over, picking up the Spirit Fixing Disk. With a wave of his right hand, soldier aura surged, erasing the Divine Consciousness Imprint on it. He then bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood on it, the essence blood seeping into the disk at a speed visible to the naked eye. Imdiately, Wang Xiaoqiang's mind ford a close connection with the Spirit Fixing Disk.
This Spirit Fixing Disk, being able to hold the Patterned Beast, surely possessed substantial power and was likely a decent magic treasure. Now that the Spirit Fixing Disk belonged to Wang Xiaoqiang, a hint of joy crossed his face. With a thought, he stored the Spirit Fixing Disk into his Suru Ring, turning his gaze towards Leng Qingqiu. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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