Chapter 112: Demon Soul Invasion
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The demon soul waved its hand at the entwining Red Flame King, and the Red Flame King rolled onto the altar, convulsing all over, half dead. Then, with a wave of its demonic claw, the magic cauldron's magic suddenly burst forth, pouring into its body like a flood, wrapping it in a powerful aura as it pounced towards the dark lotus flower like a ghostly apparition.
Chen Mo's divine consciousness was clear and distinct, and he saw clearly that the demonic energy mixed with a mysterious power, as if the devil of hell stretched out its deadly tentacles to grab the heavenly spirit of Ming Yu Lian, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Ming Xianzi, be careful."
Anxious in his heart, he accelerated the catalysis of the green liquid even more, treating himself.
In the blink of an eye, the demonic claws had already reached the front of Mingyou Lotus. The claws condensed into sharp thorns and stabbed fiercely at her brow. Her face deathly pale, she was still conscious and forcibly flew backward for several dozen feet. The merciless demon soul let out a sinister laugh and pounced on her like a maggot attached to bone.
In a flash of dodging, the demonic aura formed an enormous whirlpool around her, with the demonic evil lurking and surrounding her.
"Halt!" Chen Mo recalled that along the way, it was Ming Youlian who had been protecting him. He immediately forgot about his injuries and rushed forward. Unexpectedly, a fierce demonic aura came crashing over, sending him flying backward, with fresh blood spewing from his mouth.
And Xiao Ba, on the other hand, was rolling his eyes, puffing out his chest, and slowly crawling towards the magic cauldron on the altar with his four limbs.
The female devil is getting more and more ferocious, but she's still one of us. Looking at the situation now, if the female devil falls, everything will be over.
"Ha! In front of me, the king, can you escape? Don't put up a futile resistance, obediently hand over your body!" The demon soul in the swirling demonic energy glared with scarlet eyeballs, intensely and unblinkingly staring at Ming Yu Lian's eyes. A red glow shot straight into Ming Yu Lian's pupils.
"Get out!" The icy voice of Ming You Lian was cold and stern, her red lips biting tightly on her teeth. The remaining strength in her body was forced into her consciousness, a layer of cyan light suddenly appearing between her eyebrows, forming a solid guard.
"How could Mo Hun let go of Ming You Lian, such a perfect host body? He sneered: "Do you think that by doing this, you can resist me?"
In an instant, the red light burst forth like a thousand sharp needles. The sharp needles pierced into the tightly closed eyes of Ming Yu, piercing through her eyelids and deeply into her eyeballs. The eyes are the windows to the soul, where the spirit is vulnerable, grasping the weakness, one swift breakthrough.
Mingyou Lian's eyes were in unbearable pain. Before her, everything was a bloody red, as if she had walked into a crimson purgatory. The sky and earth were scorching hot, surrounded by molten lava, churning and boiling like the tide, scorching her soul, twisting and tearing it apart. It seemed to be about to burst out of her body.
Ming Yu Lian did not expect the demon soul to be so cunning and difficult to deal with, but how could she, Ming Yu Lian, be subdued so easily? Her face was cold and detached, her voice hoarse with anger as she spat out: "You think you can?"
Three thousand black hairs dance in the sky. Her whole body is trembling violently, and this heart-piercing feeling seems to have been experienced since childhood. Wanting to recall it more deeply, a surge of blood and resentment stands like a wall, trapping her inside, no matter how hard she struggles, she can't get out. Her head is suddenly torn into pieces, almost exploding.
The demon soul was also shocked, how could the willpower of this human be so stubborn? But the more it was like that, the greater her potential was. The black vortex condensed more and more demonic energy, tightly binding around Ming Yu Lian's body.
A claw of magic, seemingly illusory yet real, conjured a small cluster of purple flames and stabbed them into the brow of Ming Youlian. Once this spark of demonic soul entered her body, it would completely possess her.
But how could she yield so easily? Her teeth bit fiercely on her tongue, biting off the tip of her tongue, using the piercing pain to transform into a strong willpower, resisting the invasion of the demon soul.
The demon's soul cackled with a gloomy smile, urging on its own demonic energy. The flame at the tip of its finger pierced in mercilessly: "Does it hurt? Give up your resistance, you can't withstand mine."
"I'd rather die than let you have your way." Ming Youlian's eyes flashed with unyielding stubbornness and pride. Her teeth were clenched, biting her tongue, desperately resisting, even if it meant going down together in a mutual destruction.
Chen Mo, who had struggled to his feet, was furious. The bright and mysterious aura swirled around one of his arms, and the clenched fist crackled with electricity, shooting out white lights that charged towards the swirling demonic energy. The power he had accumulated for a while was fully utilized.
This side of the demon soul is also secretly worried, did not expect that human thoughts are so powerful, has consumed half of the magic. Although it is very powerful, without a body, it is just a floating duckweed, once the magic is exhausted, it will disappear into thin air.
To this day, it can only desperately urge the magic to kill, with two fingers of purple flame heart like a sharp needle, fiercely piercing towards Mingyou Lian's brow.
Mingyou Lian suddenly felt the danger had reached its peak, and after a series of intense battles, she was already exhausted, at this moment, she had reached the end of her tether.
The moment the magic soul needle pierced between his eyebrows, he fiercely bit his own tongue.
Between life and death
Suddenly,
In the dark and mysterious space between the eyebrows, a white light flashed, like an arrow shot by the gods from the ninth heaven. The brilliant light pierced through the purple flame in the center, making a loud noise, like a needle being struck by lightning. The purple flame was instantly blown up, and the wind and rain shook. Immediately after, a humming sound was heard, and the purple flame burst open like a magnificent firework, flying away and dispersing.
A wave of light shook the dark and quiet lotus consciousness, suddenly becoming clear. Only to see in front of a gleaming fist, emitting a radiant glow like the scorching sun.
Just now, I was about to take a bite, but didn't bite my tongue. Instead, I bit into a fleshy cylindrical object. A mournful cry came from beside my ear: "Immortal Lady, spare my life! You're biting me to death!"
The dazed and confused Mingyou lotus woke up, seeing Chen Mo's face covered in blood, smiling at her with a hint of sadness. It was him, it was him who had risked his life to save her at the critical moment.
His strength was weak, but it gave Ming Youlian a very reliable feeling in her heart. Her tongue rolled over again and touched his fingers, her face flushed with heat, hurriedly loosening her grip on his teeth, her head jerked back, seeing several deep tooth marks imprinted on his fingertips, along with threads of fresh blood accompanying her saliva seeping out. A sudden flurry of panic in her heart, as if she was a little girl who had done something wrong, and also felt some inexplicable tenderness, unable to help but want to wipe away those bloodstains, smooth out those marks.
"Moon Fairy, from now on, don't bite yourself, just bite me instead. My skin is thick and tough, it's fine even if you bite a few more times." Chen Mo smiled awkwardly and gently released Ming Youlian.
These words startled her, and she quietly withdrew her jade-like hands, adding a few more shades of crimson to her cheeks.
As for that demon soul, it originally didn't put that insignificant little Spiritual Master-level kid in its eyes from start to finish.
But never did I expect that just as I was about to succeed, this little brat would destroy everything with a single punch. The demonic vortex was shattered, and the remaining demonic energy was less than 30%. What made it even more furious was that within this little brat's power, there seemed to be a hint of an aura that made itself extremely fearful, shaking its very soul to the brink of collapse.
The power of the demon is no longer sufficient to launch another attack, unwilling to fall, it floats and drifts back into the magic cauldron on the altar like a wandering soul. The demonic eye gazes at Chen Mo with resentment.
Suddenly, Chen Mo turned around and wrapped the stunned Ming Yu Lian in his arms, holding her tightly. The bright Xuan Qi enveloped the lush green liquid, which seeped into her body through their skin as they pressed against each other.
In a daze, Mingyou Lian's heart secretly harbored dark anger. Could it be that this scoundrel was taking advantage of the situation to curry favor? What did he think he was? He had been holding her for so long, had he become addicted to it? Amidst her shock and anger, Mingyou Lian was indeed both ashamed and annoyed. Yet, for some unknown reason, she didn't have the slightest bit of strength to struggle free. Deep down inside, she actually had a faint liking for this feeling.
His arm wrapped around her, inexplicably giving her a sense of security she had never felt before. She felt so sleepy.
Suddenly, she felt a surge of vital energy pouring into her body, and her damaged meridians and exhausted physique were recovering at an incredible speed.
So he was treating himself? His mind was shocked at the same time, and his cheeks were burning.
The last time he was seriously injured, he also treated himself with the same method. It's strange that he practiced what kind of mysterious skill? Why would there be such a vigorous healing power, even surpassing the pure wood-elemental mystic skill? Hmph, this rascal has many mysterious aspects to him indeed.
Ming Yu Lian no longer struggled, quietly cooperating with Chen Mo's treatment. Chen Mo's tightly wrapped arms tightened again, feeling Ming Yu Lian's cold aura dissipating, her killing intent subsiding, and a rare gentleness emerging. Actually, this side of her was quite likable, not inferior to his master. He even felt a little reluctant to let go.
Especially the fragrance on her body, like a secluded valley orchid, is very pleasant and different from that of Shifu.
Sneaking up to the edge of the demonic cauldron, Xiao Ba was covered in black threads. What's going on here? You two are still being lovey-dovey. Get rid of the demon soul first, and then you can hug each other for as long as you want, you dog couple.
"Pffft!"
Xiao Ba spat out a water arrow, which hit the magic cauldron with a loud crash. The cauldron shook slightly but remained unscathed. This was utterly infuriating. Hiding inside the cauldron and secretly absorbing the magic energy to heal his damaged demonic soul, he couldn't help but think: "You bunch of bastards! That little brat has ruined my plans, and I haven't even settled the score with him yet?"
You dare to provoke me, the king? You're just a broken tortoise. A tiger fallen into a plain is bullied by dogs. I, the old tiger, haven't shown my power yet, thinking you're just a sick cat? Broken tortoise, wait for me... wait...
Xiao Ba's actions suddenly awakened Ming Yu Lian and Chen Mo.
The lotus in the dark and cold, still proud and unchanged, struggled out of Chen Mo's arms. Her slightly pursed red lips curved upwards, like a crescent moon in March, delicate as a hibiscus, light as a whisper: "I'm much better now. Save some energy, first break the magic cauldron, the demon soul won't have the strength to fight again, be careful not to be possessed by it."
Then he coldly added: "Also, Chen Mo, if you die, I won't save you."
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