Chapter 191 Suppression and Killing
Although Tianmo Pond is named after a pond.

But it is extremely vast, with no end in sight, with black water surging and demonic energy overflowing.

Countless creatures that feed on demonic energy are churning beneath the water.

From time to time, you can see the huge tail fin swinging out of the water, causing huge waves.

The waves containing abundant demonic energy surged and hit the formation, but were blocked firmly.

The formation revealed traces, like an upside-down bowl.

This is the great formation that Luohou had set up in the past.

"Bo Xun, please."

The old demon revealed his identity and briefly opened a large hole in the formation, signaling Po Xun to enter.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and vaguely smelled a hint of ill intention.

The corners of his mouth curled up, not showing any fear, but rather anticipation.

Then, he leapt into the formation and faced the Demonic Pond.

The surging demonic energy rushed towards him, and he felt extremely choked.

The path of evil and the path of immortality are two different paths.

The way of immortality relies on refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transforming it into magic power, while the way of evil relies on evil energy for survival.

This Heavenly Demon Pool was the hub set up by Luohou in the past to transform the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into demonic energy.

Fortunately, the body he was using at this time was the incarnation of the World-Destroying Black Lotus. He didn't care about any demonic energy or spiritual energy. As long as it was something containing power, he would absorb it all as if it were nothing.

"Old demon, do you think I am real or fake?"

Yang Jian turned around and asked. At this time, the lotus incarnation was greedily absorbing the surrounding evil spirit, no different from the devil.

"So what? It doesn't matter anymore!"

Behind him, the old demon flashed into the formation, his eyes suddenly becoming fierce.

It really took a lot of effort for him to trick Boxun over here.

Fortunately, the efforts were not in vain. Now, among the eight demons of suffering, except for the demon of birth and the demon of death, the other six demons are all here.

His true intentions were exposed, and his murderous intent was revealed: "Bo Xun, being suppressed in the Heavenly Demon Pond is our gift to you!"

Yang Jian was calm, as if he had expected this, his eyes teasing: "Really? Just relying on you six little guys?"

brat!
This is a naked insult.

Although little Poxun is the demon lord, his rank in the ranking of heavenly demons is below that of the Eight Bitterness Demons.

They, the Eight Demons of Suffering, have a noble status. If the Demon Ancestor Rāhu were still alive, they, the Eight Demons of Suffering would be his close attendants.

This Bo Xun is not even worthy of carrying their shoes.

But the Demon Ancestor had long disappeared, and the status and position of the Eight Bitter Demons were no longer as good as those of Wangxi.

It seems that Po Xun is about to confront them. He is really bold.

"Arrogant! I hope that when you are suppressed under the Heavenly Demon Pond later, you can still be as stubborn as you are now."

The skin of the old demon turned red, and he continued to make a hoarse voice: "Six of the eight demons gathered here today, you have enough to be proud of yourself! Even one of the five elements of the demon will die here, let alone you, a little demon lord! Now~"

He said half the words.

I felt a sudden flash of cold light, just like the first ray of sharp light when the world was first created.

His skin was instantly covered with goose bumps.

The tingling sensation travels along the nerves.

A long spear was pointed at his forehead at some point, and the tip of the spear was so cold that it pierced his bones, making him feel inexplicably panicked.

At the end of the spear is Mara.

The old demon just felt that Bo Xun was a little strange at this time, and the speed of his attack was a little too fast.

Moreover, he had never heard that Mara used a spear as a weapon.

Could it be~
A terrible guess arose in his mind.

"Old man, it's time to start. Don't keep on nagging me. My ears are getting calluses from listening to you for so long!"

Yang Jian controlled the lotus incarnation, holding a gun in one hand, pointing it at the old demon's brow, and with the other hand he stretched out his little finger to pick his ear.

Although his expression was casual, his murderous intent was not casual.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to make the old demon in front of him get goose bumps on his skin the moment he made his move.

"Forget it, I'm tired, I'll deal with you guys so I can go back to digging!"

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he shook the spear in his hand and suddenly sent the tip of the spear forward.

"Chi~"

The tip of the gun pierced the old demon's skin, making a sound like cloth tearing.

Yang Jian did not feel any joy in his heart, because he felt the tip of the spear suddenly lighten, and the spear in his hand did not feel like it piercing the flesh.

It doesn't feel right!
He narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly discovered that the old demon he had pierced on the spear was so light that it could actually float in the wind.

"Hehehe~"

An old man's laughter came from under his feet.

Yang Jian looked down.

He suddenly found the old demon standing below him intact. "When did you learn the gun skills, Bo Xun? You are hiding it quite well, but you can't do anything to me. My skin is a life. Come here and count how many layers of skin I have piled up. Even if I stand here and let you kill me, you can't kill me!"

The old demon said proudly.

After he finished speaking, his expression turned cold: "Even if you hide well, you have no chance. You might as well look around and experience the feeling of being caught in a trap."

Yang Jian looked around.

Suddenly I realized there were five other living beings around.

A sickly young man, according to Bo Xun's memory, he was actually sick.

With a look of resentment on his face, the aura around him was like love and fantasy, it was love and separation.

Those who are surrounded by resentment and have a look of hatred are those who are filled with resentment and hatred.

There is also the suffering of not getting what you want and the suffering of the aggregates.

Among the eight demons of suffering, six have already appeared.

Yang Jian smiled upon seeing this and asked, "Why are there only six of you? Where are the Living Demon and the Dead Demon? These two are the strongest among the eight demons. Could it be that you are worried that I will wipe you out in one fell swoop, so I specifically left the Dead Demon and the Living Demon behind to wait for you to collect your bodies?"

"What a joke! We demons are immortal, so how can we collect their bodies? Are you scared silly, Bo Xun?"

The sickly young man said.

After he finished speaking, he revealed a mocking smile. His voice was not loud, but with the help of his magic, it could be heard very far away, and the other demons could hear it clearly.

For a moment, the six demons all burst into laughter.

They looked down on Po Xun on the surface, but they did not let their guard down in their hearts.

Just then the laughter stopped.

The expressions of the six demons all turned cold, and they whispered to each other and nodded in unison.

They worked together to cast a spell, and under their control, the black water of the Demon Pond churned.

"Ketu Rahu Prison Demon Formation!"

Strands of black air condensed into chains and coiled around Po Xun in the air.

The figure in the air did not dodge, allowing himself to be entangled by the chains.

Yang Jian looked at the chains around him with great curiosity, and felt that after being entangled by the chains, the evil spirit around him instantly drifted away from him.

He sensed and learned how these chains were condensed.

The one who is learning is not him, but Fairy Caixia.

After all, the demons are immortal. If he uses karmic fire to destroy these demons from the root, the noise of their disappearance will surely alarm the Demon King Hehua at the top of the Nine Demon Tower.

Some of them alerted the enemy.

Plus, the demons know each other best, and only the demons know how to best deal with their own kind.

At this time, Fairy Caixia had already had some inspiration in her mind after comprehending the mystery of the formation formed by these demons.

"This is the method left by the Demon Ancestor Luohou to deal with fellow demons. It is specially used to deal with unruly demons like you, Po Xun. It must be unpleasant to have the demon energy constantly leaving your body. Without the demon energy to protect you, you will soon become no different from an ant. Then you will sink into the Demon Pond and be the companion of the fish and shrimps in it."

Seeing that Po Xun was trapped in the air and suppression was a foregone conclusion, the old demon said proudly.

"Hahaha~"

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

Several demons nearby also felt relieved and looked relaxed.

They originally thought that it would take some effort to suppress Po Xun, but they did not expect that Po Xun was so incompetent and was easily suppressed by them.

Suddenly, the water in the Demon Pond began to rotate, and a vortex appeared in the center.

The six demons realized something instantly.

This is a sign of the devil's revival.

Only a high-level demon could cause such a big commotion.

But no demon has disappeared recently, so who could be the demon that was resurrected by the Demon Pool?
A beam of black light suddenly flew out from the center of the vortex.

The six demons all looked over.

But the black light was covered by evil spirit and his face could not be seen for a moment.

"Eight Bitter Demons? Are you here to welcome me?"

A voice came from the black light.

The six demons all felt that the voice sounded familiar.

Wait until the black light dissipates.

They were all stunned. The revived demon was actually Mara.

"Bo Xun, weren't you suppressed in the formation by us? How could you suddenly revive?"

The six demons asked in shock. They suspected that Po Xun had found some way to revive quickly, and after being trapped by them, he cast a spell to revive again from the Heavenly Demon Pool in order to avoid suppression.

However, the breath of the living being in the formation is still strong and does not seem to have disappeared.

Moreover, the appearance and aura of that creature were exactly the same as those of Po Xun.

Two Po Xun!

How can it be?

　I wanted to add more, but I was a bit busy at work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)