When his body moved to be almost parallel to Long Aotian, he braked suddenly, and inertia drove the water flow, rolling up a large piece of sand on the seabed. Long Aotian was already devastated enough. He had to forcefully change spaces and was trying his best to control the physiological nausea that came with it. But this guy named Sheng was different. As soon as he appeared, he had a smoke effect with him, right? Others were about to vomit, and they couldn't avoid having their eyes scratched by the sand. He was so angry that he released his spiritual power instantly and used powerful means to press back the floating sand. The sea water instantly became clear. The sea water is clearer, and the visible distance is naturally longer. "Is this the true form of the demon race?" Seeing clearly who was coming from the front, Long Aotian was naturally not afraid. He summoned the magic sword in his hand with a steady momentum and some amusement in his eyes. He looked at the face of the Demon Lord's soul with interest. When he came to this world of immortal cultivation, the war of destruction had ended for more than two thousand years, and every part of the world of immortal cultivation was slowly recovering. Long Aotian had only heard about the only demon that came to destroy the world. Although I later read many records and portraits of him, portraits are a test of the painter's skills and style. Nowadays, paintings, even portraits, are basically not very realistic, so the portrait of the Demon Lord is just like that. It looks like it has a nose and eyes, but there is no guarantee whether it is real or fake. Now that he seems to have seen the real face, how can he not be interested?
"It's a bit similar, but something is missing." Sheng Yuan was also not afraid of the Demon Lord. He just stared at his face and suddenly sneered. As the person who has lived the longest in this world, who has seen the demon itself with his own eyes, and who has participated in the war of destruction, he is the most qualified person to comment on the appearance of this demon lord. "Oh? Something missing?" At this time, Long Aotian was really curious, so he continued with Sheng Yuan's words. "Without the horns on its head, and its claws not long enough, it no longer looks like a beast, but more like a human. It's really funny. This demon is proud of its own race, but it deliberately turned into a human in our human territory." The straightforward ridicule and sarcasm, without any restraint, seemed like a true expression of emotion, but also like a deliberate attempt to provoke the other party's anger. But the Demon Lord has lived for many years, and even though it is just a split soul, he can still see through this little trick that is meant to irritate him. As a split soul, he had limited abilities, and being forcibly broken through the seal and sent out actually caused him great harm. He has only now recovered to a great extent. It was already difficult to deal with the Huanhuan Demon Clan, and now there was Sheng Yuan. Although it was a bit troublesome, if he gritted his teeth and made a concerted effort, it was not impossible to kill Sheng Yuan as well. But now, he has to deal with not only Sheng Yuan, but also... Long Aotian, who is said to be the most powerful person in this world. Listen, what's his name? His name is actually Long Aotian! As proud as he was, he didn't dare to call himself by such an arrogant name, whether in the upper world or in this small world in the bottle. But now, he actually met someone with this name! In fact, all his knowledge about this person came from his subordinates, who had been continuously transmitting intelligence to him within the barrier over the years. Long Aotian's reputation in the world of immortal cultivation is determined by the intelligence he received. To be honest, the more the Demon Lord knew about this person, the less he dared to act. At least don't dare to act rashly. Now he was just a soul fragment, and it was most cost-effective to preserve this soul fragment and find a way to find his greatest enemy and kill him with one blow. After all, his original body had gone to great lengths to send this soul fragment out, not for him to travel around in this world in the bottle after being sent out. Zhou Ling... Zhou Ling! The person who inherited the Hengyue Sword and wanted to destroy everything he had again, he must catch her and tear her into pieces! The three people who were originally in a standoff and in a stalemate have actually eased up a bit. There was no other reason, Long Aotian's aura was simply too strong. Even Sheng Yuan, whose cultivation was not as good as his, was watching him covetously. There was no fear on his face, but rather a bit of excitement, as if he was excited about bringing his soul to justice in the next moment. Seeing their intention, the Demon Lord, as a split soul, naturally would not stay here any longer. Although these two people are also hateful, they are not his primary targets, and he cannot waste his time and energy on them.
His first priority was to find Zhou Ling as soon as possible and deal with her as soon as possible. The Demon Lord had already taken a step back and was about to leave, but at this moment, a strong wind blew on the sea, causing the water flow in the sea to speed up. The Demon Lord, who had already retreated, suddenly raised his nose and smelled a hint of unusual scent. "Zhou Ling is here?" He suddenly stared at Long Aotian. Long Aotian did not reply to him, his expression darkened. My originally determined heart was now a little shaken. He was wondering if he had done something wrong in this matter. How could he bring Zhou Ling to such a dangerous place? Now the intention of this split soul is too obvious. He wants to catch Zhou Ling and he wants Zhou Ling to die! Perhaps, this is the reason why we are willing to pay such a huge price to send this soul fragment out. Get rid of Zhou Ling at all costs. Long Aotian saw the storm in the eyes of the Demon Lord's soul. He did not dare to be careless anymore. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand and focused all his attention on every movement of the Demon Lord's soul. Once he takes action, a fierce battle will be inevitable. "What's going on? Isn't Zhou Ling not here?" This is what Sheng Yuan feared the most, so when they first met, he had already confirmed that Zhou Ling was not there. She was not invisible, nor was she hiding somewhere else. There was absolutely no trace of her. So he felt relieved and prepared to join forces with Long Aotian to have a good fight with the demon clan's soul! But now, the demons who were originally in confrontation had the idea of losing the battle. He had taken a step back and was about to turn around and leave! But he suddenly moved his nose, as if he smelled something, and turned around to ask if Zhou Ling was here! In this situation, is there anything he doesn't understand? Is there any need to ask? It must be here! He has always been a mild-tempered and good person, but a nameless fire suddenly burned in his heart, but fortunately he controlled it with reason. Now, at least for now! They need to be united in facing the outside world. Even if they are angry, they cannot blame their teammates at this time. "Sorry, no chance." It was a rare occasion that Long Aotian admitted his mistake. But he didn't think that Zhou Ling had a better place to go beside him. (End of this chapter)