Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 213 Emperor, 1 incense stick

Chapter 213 Your Majesty, have a stick of incense.

Xiahou Wende ran away, running away without hesitation, running away ruthlessly, leaving the two dark magicians of the Dark Magic Assembly stunned.

Weren't we supposed to be comrades? You just ran away?

"Ahem!" Zhuo Yang cleared his throat and said with a faint smile, "Gentlemen, your defensive shields are about to break. If you surrender now, you'll lose half the battle, and I might spare your lives!"

"You're dreaming!" the mage who had cast the air wall defense roared sharply. "All Chinese are the same, always talking about integrity and morality, but their actions betray them. All Chinese are shameless!"

"Do you know you're making sweeping generalizations? It's very annoying." Zhuo Yang's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes locking onto the two of them like lightning. "Although the Mo Yun Sword Sect's dishonest behavior has nothing to do with me, in your eyes they represent the entire China. I have a responsibility to set the record straight for China!"

"I will kill you both, annihilating you both, body and soul!"

As soon as he said the words, his face darkened, and he made a fist and threw a light punch.

The air shield, riddled with cracks, trembled violently. The cracks multiplied from the center of the fist, eventually shattering into countless fragments that fell like broken glass.

"Wow……"

Both dark mages coughed up blood, and their floating figures were on the verge of collapse.

“Dual soul resonance, are you two…twins?” Zhuo Yang looked on with curiosity, not in a hurry to go forward and kill the two.

"Kerry, attack! Kill him!" roared the mage who was defending.

The other mage nodded, raising his hands high. A cloud of black smoke swirled within them, as if something extremely evil was trying to break through the barrier of space and break free.

Zhuo Yang watched calmly, not in a hurry at all. He was more curious about dark magic. Magic and spells are essentially the same, both drawing upon the energy of heaven and earth, but dark magic is very mysterious.

There are countless paths to enlightenment; we must verify them extensively.

"Roar……"

It sounded like the roar of an ancient behemoth, shaking the entire cave space and causing rocks to continuously collapse from the cave ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, the Hellfire Demon in the lava sea also roared.

The two voices echoed each other, and suddenly a gray shadow burst out from the black mist raised by the mage, heading straight for the Hellfire Demon.

With a soft thud, the gray shadow burrowed into the body of the Hellfire Demon, and time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Click! Click!

A cracking sound came from the Balrog's body, followed by a painful scream as it writhed and rolled around.

Its body, composed of rock and covered in magma, was expanding rapidly. Its devilish head was the first to swell into a huge dragon head, and then its body expanded as well, transforming into a Western dragon.

Lava Dragon!

"Western dragons..." Zhuo Yang's face turned cold, and his eyes were filled with hatred. "What I hate most is seeing dragons made into this grotesque shape!"

The Supreme Demon Lord's true form is a horned dragon, which brings rain and auspicious omens to all directions.

The Western dragon is not only incredibly ugly, but it's also the embodiment of evil.

"Roar……"

The fiery dragon roared to the sky, turned its massive head, stared at Zhuo Yang, and then let out another provocative roar.

"Provoking me?" Zhuo Yang glanced contemptuously at the two dark mages and snorted heavily.

The fire dragon was nothing more than a soulless puppet; the two cultivators were the ones who truly controlled it.

"Dark magic is actually about refining souls, which is the same as the Fu family's exorcism techniques. There's nothing special about it."

Having figured out the essence of dark magic, Zhuo Yang lost interest. He took a deep breath, and the long, protruding Samadhi Demon Flame, along with the azure flame horned dragon, reappeared.

With a single glance, the horned dragon swooped down from the sky towards the fire dragon.

One came from the East, the other from the West; the two dragons clashed fiercely together.

The cave was shaking, boulders were falling, and lava was churning, all because the fire dragon was writhing and roaring in agony.

Because the horned dragon landed on its head, spewing blue flames from its mouth, and like a welding torch, it sliced ​​through the giant rock atop the fire dragon's head...

In just a few minutes, the fire dragon crashed down, sending lava flying everywhere.

The two dark mages screamed and plummeted from the sky into the sea of ​​lava, disappearing in a puff of blue smoke.

"Zhuo...Zhuo Yang?" Chen Guo was completely dumbfounded, not knowing whether to be happy or shocked, she was just stunned.

Cui Yi slumped to the ground with the four seriously injured women, staring blankly at Zhuo Yang in the sky.

Is this the strength of a Nascent Soul stage expert? What's with that blue fire dragon?

Zhuo Yang waved his hand to retrieve the demon infant, absorbed it into his body, and turned around to look at Lü Qianqian with a smile in his eyes.

"Little Phoenix, I've surpassed you again!"

"cut!"

Lu Qianqian turned her head away, and surprisingly, she felt excited. Her breathing became erratic, and her heart pounded.

My emotions are unstable, my Dao heart is not firm, and my primordial spirit has not yet returned to its rightful place. That's why I was affected by that stinky man, Zhuo Yang!

She found a reason and readily accepted the feeling, no longer resisting it.

With a flash, Zhuo Yang appeared in front of Lü Qianqian, raising an eyebrow and smiling faintly, "Little Phoenix, although the Nascent Soul stage and the Golden Core stage are only one level apart, they are actually worlds apart."

"The Golden Core is merely a transcendence of the mortal realm, while the Nascent Soul is a stage of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness, which is not an exaggeration to say that one is half an immortal."

Aren't you going to try to please your man?

Zhou's last sentence revealed his wolfish ambitions.

"You...you get away from me!" Lu Qianqian panicked a little and flew away. She unleashed the Fire Phoenix, transforming it into a streak of flames, and in the blink of an eye, she rushed hundreds of meters away.

Zhuo Yang laughed three times, and a flash of lightning appeared beneath his feet. His body truly transformed into lightning, and in an instant, he caught up with Lü Qianqian, scooped her up in his arms, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Sister Emperor, give me a kiss!"

Without giving Lü Qianqian a chance to struggle, Zhuo Yang kissed her forcefully.

The fire phoenix continued its journey into the distance, enveloped in lightning as if it were wearing a lightning coat, making it even more powerful and faster, soaring back and forth within the cave space.

The enormous wings folded together, enveloping the two figures and blocking their view from the ground.

Chen Guo was still staring blankly when suddenly her face flushed red. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Shameless! How dare they do such a despicable thing right above our heads!"

"If you're so capable, then do it openly. What are you doing using wings as a cover? Are you afraid of who will see?"

She was furious and shameless, and stared at Cui Yi with one eye.

"I'm badly injured, I'm afraid I'll go blind!" Cui Yi covered his eyes and collapsed to the ground in pain. His ability to spout nonsense and act was comparable to Xiao Diao's.

The four seriously injured girls from Linfengfang standing nearby all looked completely bewildered. What on earth had happened?

That's not important. What's important is that Zhuo Yang, who's very handsome, seems to have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage...

How will he treat us?