C925 Anabolism

At this moment, the Demon Lord was using the Demon God's Fist with all his might. The person in front of him was only in One-star Martial Saint, but he was ridiculing him in such a manner. This caused the Demon Lord to feel boundless killing intent in his heart.

The gigantic demon stood above Wu Hui, a burst of extremely powerful Abyssal Force, a gigantic pitch-black fist was like a giant mountain as it punched down towards Wu Hui's head.

When Fang Shiming saw the Demon Lord use the Demon God's Fist, a sinister look appeared on his face. His original scholarly look had already disappeared, "Wu Hui, I see that you are not dead yet, the Demon Lord's Demon God's Fist is filled with a power that can destroy the heavens and earth. Even I would die under this kind of attack, I do not believe that you can still resist." Because Fang Shiming had retreated in shock earlier, Fang Shiming was extremely humiliated and angry. Now that he had brought the Demon Lord here, he wanted to avenge his earlier enmity.

On the other hand, Huang Long had a worried look on his face. He could also see the power of the Demon Lord's attacks, the Six-star Martial Sovereign was already close to the late stage of Martial Saint, their methods were extremely powerful, and Huang Long had fought with the Demon Lord before, if not for Wu Hui's help, he would have already fallen.

Facing the Demon Lord's attack, Wu Hui's expression still did not change much. Wu Hui now that he had his own martial arts, he was extremely clear about his own strength. It was not easy to kill the Demon Lord, but to protect himself, the Demon Lord of the Six-star Martial Sovereign was not a threat to him.

"Myriad Force Returning to Origin!" "Myriad Force Returning To Origin!" Wu Hui said softly as the numerous foreign stars on the surface of his body began to shine brightly.

Just as the demon's huge fist was about to land, Wu Hui's figure instantly disappeared.

"What?" How is this possible? I have already locked onto it, how can I dodge it? " The Demon Lord's expression changed, his eyes filled with disbelief. His own demon mirage had already shrouded this entire space, making it impossible for the other party to dodge except for resisting. However, the other party had disappeared right before his eyes. This caused the Demon Lord to be extremely shocked.

"This is spatial teleportation!" He had already seen that the other party had not disappeared with the speed of his movement, and had even used his teleportation sacred art, disappearing under the cover of his attack. However, in order to perform teleportation in the endless space, one had to be able to reach the peak of Martial Saint or most holy level, could it be that the other party was capable of doing such a thing? At that moment, the Demon Lord had an idea of escaping. However, as soon as this thought appeared, he suppressed it with all his might.

"Impossible, he definitely isn't a powerhouse at the peak of Martial Saint. His methods must be special." Just as the Demon Lord thought of this, he had a feeling that something was amiss. Instinctively, he swung his palm behind him.

Boom! *

A loud sound rang out and a green figure flew out. The Demon Lord also retreated a dozen steps.

"Wu Hui..." Seeing the green figure that appeared, the Demon Lord's expression relaxed. Although he had been pushed back by the opponent, it was only an instinctive reaction on his part, and the power that he had used was not his full strength. Furthermore, under this one attack, the Demon Lord knew Wu Hui's true strength, and the technique of Teleportation was indeed his unique skill.

"I've already said that your attacks are weak and you can't even touch the hem of my clothes. Forget it, I don't want to bother with you. The road is facing the sky and we will each walk on one side, how about it?" Wu Hui calmly looked at the Demon Lord, but in his heart, he secretly felt that it was a pity. The Five-star Martial Saint was able to win, but in order to win, he was already the Demon Lord of the Six-star Martial Sovereign, so the strength of his own clone was still a little lacking. The opponent's reaction and defense was extremely strong, if not for his clone possessing the ability of illusion, he would have been hit and scattered by the other party.

"Humph!" The Demon Lord let out a cold snort, his face somewhat flushed red. A stately Six-star Martial Sovereign like him actually had no solution against a single One-star Martial Saint, and it was exactly as the other party had said, his strongest attack could not even touch the corner of the other party's clothes. How could he still fight like that?

The Demon Lord's eyes turned as he looked towards Huang Long, who was not far away. A flash of killing intent appeared on his face and his body moved, directly pouncing towards Huang Long.

Huang Long's expression changed, he did not expect the Demon Lord to be so shameless. Since he could not injure Wu Hui, he turned and attacked him.

Although Huang Long knew that he was not as strong as the Demon Lord, he would not sit still and wait for death.

"Great Desolate Sacred Armor!"

Just as the sacred armor appeared, the Demon Lord's figure appeared in front of Huang Long, and he punched towards Huang Long's chest.

"Die!" At this moment, the Demon Lord had vented all of his hatred for Wu Hui in this punch.

Before the Demon Lord's fist could even touch Huang Long's body, the Sacred Armor on Huang Long's body had already become a little scattered. Huang Long was not comparable to Wu Hui, his strength was at most equivalent to that of the Two-star Martial Sovereign, so even if he used the strongest defensive method, he would still not be able to resist the Demon Lord's attack.

However, there was no fear on Huang Long's face at all, only madness. The aura in his body immediately exploded, and self-destructing could be said to be his strongest, and last resort.

His fist did not land on Huang Long's body, but instead struck him at Huang Long's side, revealing a green figure. It was Wu Hui, who also threw out a punch, clashing with the Demon Lord's punch, causing his body to fly out, and making his Qi become weaker.

The Demon Lord's body only swayed a little, and his face revealed a sinister smile. "Hehe, Wu Hui, I didn't think that you would take your companion so seriously. This can't be any better." The Demon Lord turned towards Huang Long and stretched out his hand once more. This time, he was unwilling to kill Huang Long, and even imprison him to use as a deterrent for Wu Hui. The Demon Lord did not expect Wu Hui to have this weakness, if he did not take advantage of it, it would be too unfortunate.

When Huang Long first appeared, he paused slightly and was about to explode when the Demon Lord's imprisoning force had already wrapped itself around his body, making it hard for Huang Long to gather the energy in his body again.

was his companion and had already expressed his loyalty to him, so it was natural that Wu Hui would save Huang Long. However, Huang Long was now under the control of the Demon Lord, so although he was not afraid of the Demon Lord, saving him from his hands was not an easy task.

Right at this moment, a ray of light flashed across the horizon, and in a few breaths, a figure appeared beside Wu Hui.

Wu Hui's expression changed slightly, looking at the person who came over, he revealed a touch of astonishment. This figure looked to be a middle aged burly man who was in his thirties, dressed in grey clothes, with a tall and burly figure. His appearance was extremely similar to Huang Long's.

"Patriarch Huang." Wu Hui turned to the person who came over and gave a slight bow. The person who came over was Huang Long's father, the master of Man Huang Continent, Huang Tianman.

"Wu Hui, what's going on?" Huang Tianman looked at Huang Long who was being confined not far away, and his face was filled with anger.

"I've met two enemies." Wu Hui said softly. If it was only Wu Hui alone, even if he was no match, he had the confidence to escape, but right now, Huang Long was being imprisoned, and Wu Hui was unable to leave. It was not that Wu Hui did not have any tricks up his sleeves, but he had to lose this clone, so unless it was absolutely necessary, Wu Hui would not use his last trump card.

"Hehe, another ant-like person has come. Looking at your appearance, you should be someone from this trash. Relax, this trash is still useful. I won't kill him. There are many ways that are more painful than death." He could see that as long as he could control Huang Long, that Wu Hui would not leave. The Demon Lord had used this point to gain the initiative.

At this moment, when Huang Long saw his own father approaching, a complex expression appeared in his eyes. However, at this time, not to mention moving, he couldn't even make a sound.

"If you let Huang Long go, I'll agree to any conditions you have." Huang Tianman suppressed his overflowing anger and looked straight at the Demon Lord.

"Heh heh!" A mere ant dares to make a deal with me? Fine, I can let him go, as long as you kill Wu Hui, I will let him go, what about it? " The Demon Lord laughed sinisterly, his face full of pride. The Demon Lord was overjoyed to be able to control the situation.

Huang Tianman's expression changed slightly. He could feel that the Demon Lord was already a Six-star Martial Sovereign and that the white clothed Confucian helper beside him was also at the 5-star level. Given Huang Tianman's current strength, he could not resist such a person.

"Senior Wu, I have a secret technique that can save Long'er. I hope senior can bring Long'er and escape from this crisis." Wu Hui's ears suddenly rang with the sound of his telepathic transmission.

"Oh? Senior, do not hesitate, as long as Huang Long can break through the restrictions, I have a way to help him leave this place. " Wu Hui's expression changed slightly as he felt a trace of curiosity in his heart. What method could Huang Tianman, with his Three-star Martial Saint, use to help Huang Long break away from the Demon Lord's restrictions?

Huang Tianman's face turned solemn, a look of determination and relief appeared in his eyes, and a bizarre wave started to rise from his body.

"Assimilate the Great Wastelands!"

Huang Tianman suddenly changed in an instant, his figure quickly transforming into a yellow stone golem in the span of a few breaths.

When the others saw this scene, they revealed looks of confusion. They did not understand what kind of sacred art Huang Tianman had used, and the Demon Lord's face was even more disdainful, "Hmph, a single Three-star Martial Saint and you want to save someone from my hands? "Really …" When he said till here, the Demon Lord's expression suddenly changed. He felt that the aura of Huang Long, who was initially imprisoned by him, had changed.