Chapter 187 Welcoming the Demon Lord Po Xun
Po Xun even brought up Rahu, hoping that the murderous intent that frightened him would be slightly weakened.

But he was soon disappointed.

The creature in front of him just looked at him with a playful smile.

"Tianmo Bo Xun, then look at who I am?"

Yang Jian wanted to test it.

Hearing the name Luohu from his mouth, he couldn't help but wonder how similar the black lotus of destruction represented by the lotus incarnation at this time was to Luohu's black lotus of destruction.

A black lotus slowly emerged above his head.

Yang Jian controlled the aura emitted by the World-Destroying Black Lotus to stay only in the surrounding area, preventing its fluctuations from spreading too far and being noticed by the real Luohou.

"Demon~Ancestor~"

Po Xun's expression changed drastically and he let out a cry of surprise. After the cry, his voice suddenly became hesitant.

He suddenly shouted: "You are not the Demon Ancestor, who are you!"

A trace of doubt suddenly arose in Yang Jian's heart. Tongtian and Yuqing both believed that he was the lotus incarnation of Luohu. Obviously, there should be no problem with the Twelve-Rank Black Lotus of Destruction, but this Bosun could see that he was not Luohu.

Is there any difference between these two world-destroying black lotuses?

He asked with great interest: "Isn't my black lotus the black lotus of annihilation? There is no other black lotus of annihilation in this world except the Demon Ancestor Luohou."

"Because~"

Bo Xun wanted to refute, but suddenly realized that the guy in front of him must have ulterior motives. If he knew the difference, it would cause a big mess, so he kept silent.

"Speak or die!"

The lotus incarnation looked stern and swung the spear in his hand.

He immediately swung away the purple gold pestle of Boxun and pointed the tip of the spear at his chest.

"I am a demon. Demons are immortal. Threatening a demon with death is the most wrong decision you have ever made!"

Po Xun laughed wildly.

"is it?"

A questioning voice was raised.

The spear went straight forward and pierced through the body of Po Xun, and he was then pierced across by the spear.

The next moment, wicked fire rose from the spear.

"Karma fire!"

Bo Xun's expression suddenly became flustered.

The fire of karma will burn everything and end cause and effect. It is no joke.

The devil is not afraid of death, but that does not mean he is not afraid of the fire of karma.

Soon, the pain of being burned by the karmic fire turned the purple face of Poxun into black.

"Little demon, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You dare to show off in front of me! Yang Jian, burn him to death!"

Fairy Caixia clapped her hands excitedly in the space of heaven and earth in the sleeves of her lotus incarnation.

“You can’t burn it.”

Yang Jian said with a serious look.

He must figure out the difference between the two world-destroying black lotuses.

If he wants to act under the guise of Luohou, he must make clear the twists and turns.

Otherwise he will be discovered sooner or later.

Then, the lotus incarnation opened its mouth wide and swallowed Mara into its stomach.

He wanted to explore the secret by taking advantage of the Black Lotus of Destruction's ability to devour living beings and seize their memories at the same time.

At the same time, through the seventy-two transformations he can also transform into Mara and take the opportunity to sneak into the Nine Demon Tower.

As Mara was refined by the lotus incarnation.

Its memory was also extracted.

The moment these memories appear, they will be mixed with the memories of the many Qilin that were previously compressed by Fairy Caixia.

At Yang Jian's signal.

Fairy Caixia was well prepared and used her magical powers to isolate them.

Then he explored his memory, trying to figure out what the difference was between Luohu's world-destroying black lotus and theirs.

Why couldn't Yuqing and Tongtian see it, but this ordinary boy named Bo Xun could see it?

"Have you found it?" Yang Jian couldn't help but urge Fairy Caixia when he saw that she hadn't made any movement for a long time.

Fairy Caixia looked solemnly at Yang Jian and said, "Luo Hou has already transformed into a Taoist and disappeared in the ancient world! The black lotus of destruction in his hand is in the Nine Demon Tower. It serves as the core of the magic rhyme and maintains the existence of the Nine Demon Tower."

These words came like a bolt from the blue.

To transform into the Tao is like those three thousand demons, escaping into the torrent of the Tao and making it difficult for them to appear in the world.

Unless some living being takes the initiative to break the barrier between heaven and earth, they will have the opportunity to enter the world.

Most of the time, they can only serve as the avenue to support the operation of the ancient world.

Once the true body of the demon god representing the Dao of Transformation enters the prehistoric world, all living beings will sense the disappearance of a great Dao.

So in Po Xun's perception, the evil path did not disappear, but a black lotus of destruction appeared before his eyes. This abnormal clarity made him realize in an instant that the person in front of him was a fake.

After all, the news of Luohou's transformation into a Taoist god had been concealed by them, and no living being knew this information except the demons in the Nine Demon Tower.

But Luohu's behavior was extremely strange.

As an existence that pioneered the path of magic, he does not need to sacrifice himself to complete the path of magic.

But he still did it.

Yang Jian shook his head repeatedly. He didn't understand Luohou's motive.

But this secret is undoubtedly crucial.

As long as the Nine Demon Tower is destroyed, it is a foregone conclusion that he is Luohu.

No one could question his identity.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian controlled the lotus incarnation and transformed into the appearance of Mara.

He found the purple golden pestle that had been knocked away. After all, this was the weapon of Po Xun. If he didn't have it, his identity might be suspected.

Afterwards, Yang Jian identified the direction of Mount Xumi and rose into the clouds.

Fairy Caixia relied on her magical powers to continuously read Poxun's memories, helping Yang Jian to better disguise himself as Poxun.

"Bo Xun's memory is dissipating on its own. Within three days, his memory will disappear and his spirit will be revived in the Nine Demons Tower. You only have three days, otherwise your disguise as Bo Xun will be exposed.

There are many restrictions in the Nine Demon Tower, and Luohou's original twelfth-grade black lotus of world destruction is suppressing it. If you haven't found the Immortal-Slaying Sword by then, all your plans will be in vain."

Fairy Caixia's warning rang in Yang Jian's ears.

Yang Jian nodded.

He wanted to wipe out all the demons in the Nine Demon Tower so that he could disguise himself as Luohou.

The core of this plan is to use the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

After all, with his current level of cultivation, it is difficult for him to suppress all the demons in the Nine Demon Towers at the same time.

According to the memory of Po Xun.

The cultivation level of the Demon King Hua Zizai was not inferior to that of the top powerful beings in the prehistoric times, but the figure and voice of the Demon King had never appeared in Po Xun's memory. Only the Eight Bitterness Demon had conveyed his will.

What's more, there are many demons under his command who possess the most bizarre magical powers in the ancient times.

The three demons have no physical form and have never appeared before. They are extremely mysterious in the Nine Demon Tower.

But the voices and breath of these three demons clearly emerged in Po Xun's memory.

It's really weird.

The three demons of attachment are greed, anger and ignorance.

Possesses the ability to mobilize the desires of living beings.

It has countless clones, who practiced in the ancient times by devouring the desires of living beings.

As for the five aggregates, they are form, feeling, perception, volition and consciousness.

These demons do have physical bodies, but they are always high above, located at the top of the Nine Demon Tower, guarding the twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction.

Yang Jian went over this information in his mind, and his figure once again crashed into the formation of Xumi City.

At this moment, he was like a young swallow returning to the forest, and he ran straight into it.

There are billions of Shuras living in the city.

They are all winners of the fight at the foot of Mount Xumi and can enter the city to practice and comprehend the ways of magic.

At this time, Mara returned, and countless Shuras below immediately knelt on the ground.

"Welcome Demon Lord Po Xun!"

(End of this chapter)