Chapter 200 Suppressed

"Whether you can stop it or not, you won't know until you try."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the tall body of the lotus incarnation became blurred in an instant.

The body disintegrated into a ball of white smoke in an instant.

Ethereal, invisible and formless.

It was actually the body of Shuiyun.

Shuiyunshen is most resistant to this kind of focused attack.

When Yang Jian was just starting out, he once relied on his Water Cloud Body to dodge a sword energy that contained some of the Qingping sword intent.

He was completely unable to resist that sword energy at that time, and he relied on the magic of Shuiyun Body.

He was able to survive the sword energy, but his internal organs were shattered and he had to work hard to heal them.

But today he is no longer the same as before, although his cultivation has not yet reached the immortal level.

But the incarnation he controlled at this time was able to use Fairy Caixia's Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian cultivation without any hindrance.

The sword energy of the Immortal-Slaying Sword that rushed over was like water without a source and a tree without roots.

Different from Fairy Caixia’s suspicion.

Yang Jian has the confidence to withstand this sword energy.

A torrent of sword energy came instantly, smashing a cloud of smoke in the air into countless pieces.

"Om~"

The sword energy went straight up into the sky and hit the Heavenly Demon Pool formation, creating a hole in the formation that took a long time to heal.

And in the vortex, wisps of white smoke floated in all directions, unable to gather for a long time.

"Want to get together? Dream on! You have some ability to withstand the sword energy of the Immortal Slayer, but in front of me, you have no chance of resistance."

The boy said sternly, and the next moment, he controlled the Sky Demon Pool and suddenly shrank the vortex. Countless smoke was torn into the Sky Demon Pool.

The Sky Demon Pool contained endless demonic energy, which separated and suppressed the wisps of smoke.

When the boy saw this, his expression suddenly relaxed, as if he had been pardoned.

The lotus incarnation gave him a huge sense of crisis.

He knew that his strength was mysterious and unpredictable.

He didn't dare to face the sharp Sword of Immortal Killing, as it could not do anything to the opponent.

Fortunately, the Demonic Pool is there to disperse and suppress the smoke that is created.

Then the endless years slowly passed.

When the boy thought of this, his eyes lit up.

The lotus incarnation is so powerful that if the Demonic Pool refines it, its power will definitely increase.

But he couldn't wait.

A gray figure rushed up from the vortex.

"Lian Zu, I helped you deal with a strong enemy this time, so I promise you that the good things will not be lost."

A heavy voice came from the gray figure.

The boy waved his hand casually: "Don't worry, I won't let you down. Go and draw out another sword energy and pour it into the Heavenly Demon Pool."

The figure in front of him was the Demon King.

When he was in the Nine Demon Tower before, he had secretly contacted the Heavenly Demon King and prepared to deal with the trap set by the lotus incarnation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel how wise his decision was to conceal the fact that the Demon King was under Mount Sumeru.

Otherwise, he would certainly be unable to do anything to the Lotus Incarnation today.

But it's not over yet.

"Why? I risk losing my head when I draw out a sword energy. The Immortal-Slaying Sword Energy can really kill me. If I die, my soul will be shattered. There is no chance of reviving in the Heavenly Demon Pool."

"Do you think that guy just now can be suppressed so easily? He was just an incarnation. His real body is nowhere to be found. Only by using the sword energy of Immortal Slayer to wipe out this incarnation can we eliminate future troubles."

The boy explained.

After he finished explaining, he found that the devil still did not move.

"Hey~"

The boy raised the corner of his mouth, revealing an intriguing meaning.

He finally understood that the Heavenly Demon King was bargaining with him. "Who are you to dare to bargain with me? If you don't take the position of Heavenly Demon King, there are many other Heavenly Demons who want to take it. Could it be that you have been close to the Immortal Slaying Sword for so long that your humility has been worn away?"

The next moment, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he stretched out his hand and clenched it towards the Demon King.

The gray figure seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible giant hands, constantly shrinking, and an extremely painful groan could be heard from it.

"Please spare my life, Lotus Ancestor, please spare my life~"

The Demon King begged for mercy, but he felt that the huge force exerted on his body showed no signs of easing.

He was unable to resist the black lotus of destruction.

Because the Black Lotus of Destruction represents the foundation of the devil, the Demon Pool, the source of the birth of the devil, also depends on the Black Lotus of Destruction to exist.

"I am willing to draw out another sword energy!"

He hurriedly agreed to the boy's instructions, and felt the huge force in his body dissipate in an instant.

It was as if the painful feeling just now was just an illusion.

The boy nodded in satisfaction: "Don't worry, if you die, I will not treat you unfairly. The next generation of Heavenly Demon King will only be selected from the Shura tribe you belong to."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King flew towards the depths of the vortex without saying a word.

Deep in the vortex, a pair of tiny flying insects floated downwards.

"How deep is this Immortal-Slaying Sword hidden? We have been floating for a long time and still can't see the bottom."

The flying insect that Yang Jian transformed into said unhappily.

Fairy Caixia: "It's almost there, it's almost there."

Just now, when the lotus incarnation used its water cloud body to dodge the sword energy of the Immortal-Slaying Sword, the boy attacked and suppressed the lotus incarnation in the water cloud body state.

Shuiyunshen is most easily restrained by large-scale magical powers.

Yang Jian realized that the lotus incarnation might not be able to escape the suppression, so he used his real body to perform seventy-two transformations and flew out from the lotus incarnation's sleeve.

Fairy Caixia also flew out with him.

After all, it was Fairy Caixia who refined the Zhuxian Formation Diagram, and only she could subdue the Luxian Sword.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian suddenly heard a whistling sound from the sky.

When I looked up, I saw that it was the Demon King who had just flown up flying down again.

Extremely fast.

The two men had no time to dodge and were bumped into the Demon King's body, and were carried downwards by him.

Fortunately, the flying insect he transformed into was very light and had no weight at all.

Even if he was hit by the Demon King, he seemed as if nothing had happened.

Yang Jian and Fairy Caixia, who had turned into a flying insect, looked at each other and were both frightened.

If the Demon King had not cast a protective spell at this time, Fairy Caixia would have had to use her magical powers to resist the impact.

The consequences of doing so are extremely serious.

Without the lotus incarnation at this time, Fairy Caixia could only display her cultivation at the celestial fairy realm at best, and was no match for the Demon King at all.

The only consequence is death.

Fortunately, none of these scenarios happened.

Relying on his familiarity with the Immortal-Slaying Sword, the Demon King did not have to fly downwards cautiously.

After a few breaths, his body suddenly paused.

Yang Jian felt that the downward trend had stopped.

Looking around, they found that they had fallen into a cave.

The surrounding stone pillars flickered with a faint light.

In the very center of the cave, a primitive, natural stone sword stands in the middle. It looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it.

The Demon King took a cautious step forward.

"Om~"

The sound of a sword rang out in the cave.

The stone pillars all trembled together, as if thousands of swords were ringing at the same time.

(End of this chapter)