Chapter 1031: Transformation Into Demon

Even Wu Yan did not expect that the Divine Sword Star Core would cause such a terrible blow to Yu Heng.

Especially the "Ancient Demon Horn" that was not afraid of the "God-Slaying and Yuan-Swallowing Sword" could not withstand the slash of the Divine Sword Star Core. Of course, this should be an illusion.

Wu Yan was sure that the "Ancient Demon Horn" would never be chopped off so easily. There must be some mysterious hidden things that he didn't know.

At this moment, Wu Yan seemed to have some enlightenment in his heart. However, this was obviously not the time to reflect and feel.

After the remnant of the Purple Emperor left in Yu Heng's body was chopped off by the Divine Sword Star Core, the magic light emitted by the "Ancient Demon Horn" that originally grew on Yu Heng's head was constantly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Wu Yan felt that there was a more terrifying breath awakening above Yu Heng's head. This was just a feeling, but it made Wu Yan feel a palpitation that could not be suppressed.

At this time, Yu Heng, who had already lost consciousness, began to tremble terribly. His magic power, essence, and blood were being absorbed crazily by the "Ancient Demon Horn".

Yu Heng's entire body withered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. As this scene happened, the terrifying aura that was awakening became stronger and stronger.

Wu Yan, who saw this scene, suddenly changed his expression. Without thinking, he hurriedly put away the blood and soul divine light, and at the same time, after putting away the sword-shaped light, he flew back hundreds of feet away without hesitation.

Xie Qi, who was next to Yu Heng, also had the same scene as Yu Heng.

However, Yu Heng seemed to have lost consciousness now, like a puppet, allowing the essence in his body to be absorbed crazily by the "Ancient Demon Horn".

Xie Qi was still quite clear-headed. He felt that his essence was being sucked away by some terrifying force, and he immediately realized that if he allowed this force to continue sucking away his essence, he would soon die.

However, he didn't know what happened, Xie Qi only felt that his strength was imprisoned, and he couldn't move at all. He was so scared that he could only keep shouting to Wu Yan for help.

"Sir, help me! As long as you save my life, I am willing to recognize you as my master, be your slave, and never regret it!"

Not only was his soul imprisoned by some terrifying force, but it was also weakened, and he could no longer control his magic power. The God-killing Sword in his hand fell to the ground in this moment, and turned into a foot long again.

Wu Yan, who was hundreds of feet away, had already made all kinds of defenses, but he was also always paying attention to the movements of Xie Qi. After all, he didn't dare to leave easily before he figured out the truth about the "Ancient Demon Horn".

This thing is too weird, who knows if it will cause any trouble?

Wu Yan just realized that the culprit of all this is the thumb-sized "ancient demon horn" growing on Yu Heng's head.

His intuition told him that this thing must not be touched, and he must stay away from this terrible thing immediately, otherwise he will definitely be in big trouble.

Hearing Xie Qi's call for help, Wu Yan's face moved slightly.

After thinking for a while, Wu Yan thought that if this person died, today's events would definitely not be heard by the Purple Emperor, and the previous plan to use the Purple Emperor and other people to contain the Pujie Demon Lord would be completely in vain.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan frowned slightly, and suddenly spurted out a sword-shaped Yuan light, and instantly fled to Xie Qi's side.

After carefully sensing for a moment with the divine consciousness attached to the God-Slaying Technique, Wu Yan controlled the "God-Slaying and Yuan-Swallowing Sword" and slashed it down three feet above Xie Qi's head.

As the sword was slashed down, a faint and almost undetectable magic light flashed for a moment and then disappeared. At the same time, another shrill scream sounded strangely above Xie Qi's head.

This scream was different from the sound made by the remnant of the last time that was slashed by the magic sword star core. That sound was made by the remnant of the Purple Emperor, and this scream was extremely tragic and terrifying, full of violence, like the roar of some terrible evil demon.

When Wu Yan's consciousness slashed down the sword just now, he had clearly sensed that there was originally a faint magic light thread between Yu Heng and Xie Qi, connecting the two together.

But just now, after the slashing magic was slashed down, the magic light thread was immediately cut into two pieces. The magic light thread that retracted into Yu Heng's body had a vague shadow of an evil demon's face at the break point, which appeared in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

The phenomenon of Xie Qi's essence being sucked out stopped at the same time as the fierce demon screamed. Feeling that the terrible power suppressing him disappeared, Xie Qi was pleasantly surprised. Without thinking, he flew towards Wu Yan.

Wu Yan raised his hand and the sword-shaped Yuan Guang of the God-Slaying Technique flashed and disappeared from Yu Heng, and instantly returned to the sky above Wu Yan's head and condensed.

"Thank you for saving my life, Lord Saint! Don't worry, I will hand over my soul later, and let you take it and recognize you as my master!" Xie Qi's eyes were full of gratitude, and at the same time, there was also a hint of awe and joy that was not concealed.

In his opinion, it was a supreme honor to be able to recognize a Saint Son who was very famous in Xuantian as his master. He even secretly felt fortunate in his heart that he had such an opportunity to become a slave under the Saint Son.

Wu Yan seemed to be oblivious to Xie Qi's eager eyes, and he did not comment on his recognition of his master. He just nodded indifferently, and ignored Xie Qi, but looked at Yu Heng who was hundreds of feet away.

At this time, Yu Heng's body had been completely drained of its essence, and it was as shriveled as a mummy, looking extremely terrifying. On the other hand, the thumb-sized devil horn on his head became as black as ink, and flickered with a faint ghostly light.

After absorbing all of Yu Heng's essence, the devil horn let out a sharp cry and roar, and in that roar, it seemed to reveal that it was extremely dissatisfied with the fact that the essence absorbed was too little.

The terrible breath that was gradually awakening also completely awakened in this dissatisfied roar. In an instant, the breath covered the entire area of ​​hundreds of feet in its perception.

After feeling the breath that made him feel extremely palpitating, Wu Yan's uneasiness in his heart became stronger. He could not help but retreat dozens of feet away again, avoiding the range of the breath, and his heart was slightly relieved.

However, before he figured out what this thing was, Wu Yan did not plan to leave in a hurry. Even if this thing was powerful, Wu Yan was not afraid.

He still had two forbidden weapons, and the "Forbidden God Bracelet" even had the function of specially imprisoning the soul. No matter how powerful this thing was, judging from its current state, it should be something like the soul.

Wu Yan frowned and stared at the direction of Yu Heng's corpse, and saw that the dark devil horn suddenly broke free from Yu Heng's head and flew into the air.

As the devil horn separated from Yu Heng's body and floated up, a faint and almost invisible shadow of the devil head appeared under the devil horn.

The upper body of this demon head shadow has already taken shape, with three heads and six arms, while the lower body is still a faint shadow of demonic energy. The dark demon horn is now quietly floating above the head in the middle of it, constantly spraying dark demonic energy downwards to maintain the manifestation of its shadow.

This demon head shadow looks very scary, but its overall appearance is not very tall. Its upper body, which has already taken shape, is not even as big as an adult man.

"The shadow of the Yuanshen of the ancient demon clan!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Yan has not yet recognized the origin of this demon, but Xie Qi is shocked and terrified, pointing at the demon head and screaming.

Wu Yan can't help but look at Xie Qi in surprise. Xie Qi was still in shock, and seemed to be unaware of Wu Yan's gaze. He just muttered to himself in a lost state: "I have heard that the third uncle's clone came to the lower world and brought a set of authentic magic skills that can cultivate the ancient demon clan's primordial spirit. I didn't expect that he would pass it on to Yu Heng! Why, why... why not me? After all, I am his nephew, why?!"

With the appearance of the demon head's phantom, Yu Heng's mummy-like body immediately turned into a burst of black ash and completely disappeared. Only a few storage rings and the black bone knife were left on the spot.

Wu Yan didn't know the strength of the demon head's phantom, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

However, Xie Qi, who was originally grateful for being rescued, fell into madness again because of this unfair treatment. He rushed madly towards the demon's phantom, shouting loudly: "All this belongs to me! Yu Heng, even if you turn into a demon, I will swallow your demon soul and refine it, and take back everything that belongs to me!"

While running, Xie Qi had already taken out a treasure in his hand.

The treasure was a snow-white net shining with golden light. At this moment, the net was driven by his magic power and turned into a size of dozens of feet. It floated above Xie Qi's head and rushed towards the demon's phantom with him.

The demon's phantom seemed to be very afraid of the golden light flashing on the net. It looked at Wu Yan and Xie Qi viciously for a few times, and then without hesitation, it rolled up the storage ring and the black bone knife on the ground, turned into a black light, and rushed into the sky.

"No! Come back!"

Xie Qi saw that the demon's phantom actually ran away, and he jumped on the ground and cursed angrily, with a strong unwillingness in his voice. The heart-wrenching howl made Wu Yan speechless.

It seems that this guy must have been oppressed by Yu Heng in the Demon Tower, otherwise he would never have such a series of crazy actions.

The direction where the magic light disappeared was exactly the direction of the prehistoric island. It seems that the phantom of the demon born from the "Ancient Demon Horn" should have a means of retrieving it left by Zi Huang, otherwise it would not have gone there.

After successfully dealing with Yu Heng, Wu Yan finally got rid of his previous anger. As for Xie Qi, Wu Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He left him to continue to jump and curse in the distance, and Wu Yan turned around and fled.

Originally, he wanted to ask Xie Qi about the "Phantom of the Yuanshen of the Ancient Demon Clan" he mentioned, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

This kind of thing should be able to be inquired in other places, so there is no need to cause trouble because of this matter.

Not long after, Wu Yan walked out of the dense forest and came to the edge of a deserted building complex hundreds of miles in size.

The Demon God Altar was at the entrance of this building complex. At this time, many monks had gathered outside the Demon God Altar. Wu Yan's arrival immediately caused a commotion.