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  The voice of the demon lord suddenly became even more shrill, like the sound of metal cutting through, piercing the heart and soul, making people's hearts and lungs feel numb.

  At the same time, the Demon Lord spat out a mouthful of gray liquid, which seemed to be demonic blood.

  "Beware, the demonic blood is boiling, which is equivalent to the cultivator's 'Heavenly Demon Dissolution'. However, the consumption of Heavenly Demon Dissolution is smaller. After a cultivator uses Heavenly Demon Dissolution, their power surges for two layers in the short term, but the cost is that their cultivation will decline afterwards, and they will lose a large amount of lifespan. On the other hand, when the demonic clan uses Demonic Blood Boil, their cultivation will only decrease slightly, and they can recover in an even shorter period of time. Moreover, they are born with abundant lifespan, so they don't need to worry about losing lifespan." The reminder from Ziyi's sea of consciousness.

  The demon lord, who was surrounded and killed with only defensive power left, suddenly swelled up and enlarged his body.

  "How did you know I was out of stock, demon-slaying index!"

  At a critical moment, Zhang Ye's Eight Treasures Gourd rose up and took out the Demon-Slaying Rope that Tan Siqin Shibo had specially refined.

  The demon was subdued by the demon tendon, and the key lies in a single word "困".

  The flexible tendon can be stretched and retracted, with unmatched toughness. Tan Siqin's purpose in refining this treasure was to let Zhang Ye use it in battle to restrain his opponent.

  But was entwined by a nearly indestructible demon-slaying rope, like a louse on the sole of one's foot, impossible to shake off, until being wrapped around.

  It's entangling for cultivators, but it has a greater use for demons.

  Fighting against the demon clan is not usually considered dangerous, but the most dangerous thing is that the demon clan launches the boiling of demon blood at a low cost, so almost every battle between demons and immortals must be launched. This caused human cultivators to have to be several levels higher than demons before they dared to fight.

  When the demon's blood is boiling, the demon's body loses control and must swell to twice its size. At this time, as soon as it is bound by a magical rope, the demon's body swells at the same time, almost destroying its own flesh.

  The reason why Tan Siqin named it "Demon-Exterminating Rope" rather than "Immortal-Restraining Rope" is that this thing is especially effective against demons at the right time.

  "What?!"

  The demon lord let out a cry of surprise at the first moment when the demonic blood was boiling: "You actually have the Demon Tendon Index?"

  Whoosh whoosh whoosh——

  The witch-hunting index rolled over and formed a circle after another, generally wrapping up in a nested manner.

  "Father is gone!"

  The demon lord turned and ran, but in his tense moment, he couldn't maintain the demonic sound while escaping.

  As soon as the strange sound disappeared, Zhang Ye felt a weight lift off his shoulders and he relaxed completely.

  Lion King Sword, ROAR!

  The empty Lion King sword rolled over, as if the heavenly lion roared, a thunderous sound exploded on the top of the demon's head.

  Not only will its demonic sound capture souls, but the Lion King's thunderous sound will also. This extremely fierce and powerful heavenly lion thunder is born as a natural enemy of demons. Under the sudden attack, the demon lord was struck by the heavenly thunder and his head went blank for a moment.

  His figure was slower by one beat——

  Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, like a bug in the heel, the demon-slaying rope seized the opportunity and wrapped around the demon lord circle after circle.

  And his demonic blood was boiling as he activated it, the demon-slaying rope had tied him up firmly after all, but his body continued to swell.

  "Ah——"

  One by one, the ropes binding the demon lord's body seemed to be sharp blades, cutting deep into its naturally hard skin, and it let out a heart-wrenching scream.

  "Hahaha, demons and monsters, heaven has a road you don't take, the mortal world is the gate of hell, you want to rush in." A soft voice suddenly rose up in the dark sky.

  This did not come from Zhang Ye's mouth.

  "Look out, here comes the daughter."

  When he saw a massive Snow Fortune Ship flying quickly from the horizon, Zhang Ye felt that something was off.

  "You're really good at picking your moments, aren't you? This demon is mine, and no one else can touch it."

  Zhang Ye's body flashed and moved swiftly, charging towards the trapped Yaozun while tightening the Demon-slaying Rope with his mind.

  "You're a spirit born from the energy of heaven and earth, an ownerless object. Whoever gets you first owns you. Do you dare to compete with me for it?"

  The sound of the vast sky's unbridled voice floated about, as one of the peerless blessed ships shot up a beam of golden light that pierced the heavens, and in the blink of an eye arrived nearby.

  "I don't dare to rob, who else can rob!"

  Zhang Ye's divine movement changed into a hundred different forms, like a shooting star, flashing towards the lamp that had been extinguished by the oil being drained, where the demon king was trapped.

  "A minor skill!"

  A fierce and unmatched aura burst forth from behind, transforming into a giant golden hand that chased after Zhang Ye.

  "This kid is too annoying, too troublesome." Zhang Ye's scalp went numb.

  At this time, if you forcibly seize the demon's respect, you will inevitably get a hard strike from the thunderbolt of Long Kong Wuji. But this is absolutely impossible, no one can use their back to withstand a blow from the aura in a state of divided attention and cultivation.

  Forming a Nascent Soul, at least already in the Golden Core Fourth Layer realm.

  Ten steps, one kill!

  Zhang Ye could only turn around, his true energy surging forth, a terrifying cold glow spreading out.

  Whoosh——

  The giant hand transformed from the aura of anger did not confront it head-on and disappeared without a trace.

  "Haha, you're done for!" A carefree and teasing voice floated in the air, making Zhang Ye so frustrated that he wanted to vomit blood.

  This person's combat talent is actually not inferior to mine?

  On one side, Zhang Ye and Changkong Wujin engaged in a battle of wits and strength. On the other side, the Demon Lord, whose body was constantly growing stronger due to the boiling demon blood, was being tortured by Xue Moyu until he was on the verge of death.

  Kill kill kill——

  Zhang Ye launched a full-scale attack, using his divine movement and ten-step kill techniques to crazily slash around the Long Sky Without Bounds.

  "You little brat, aren't you crazy? I have a grudge against you! Killing me and selling my body with such enthusiasm!" Chang Kong Wuji was also enraged by Zhang Ye's killing, and he burst into a loud curse.

  "?" Zhang Ye suddenly realized something was off.

  In principle, from the start of the battle, Ryōkū Mukuro seemed to have never shown any intent to kill himself.

  He just wanted to seize the demon's throne.

  Thinking of this, Zhang Ye calmed down and slowly withdrew his hand.

  "Consider yourself lucky, I'll spare you, and you wouldn't dare compete with me anyway. Watch how I teach you to capture demons!"

  As soon as he sensed Zhang Ye's suppression weakening, Changkong Wujin seemed to move instantly, dodging Zhang Ye's block and flashing towards the trapped Yaozun in the rear.

  "You little scamp, you think you're clever, but it's not that easy!"

  This time, Zhang Ye's massive fist was like a giant hammer from the sky, chasing after Chang Kongwu's back, making him throw in the towel.

  The vast sky is free from worries and self-cultivation, also for a quick battle and quick decision, finally still decided to hard connect Zhang Ye's one move.

  City of Gold

  Changkong Wujin's divine ability was activated, and his Benming Jindan transformed into a small castle that enveloped Changkong Wujin within it.

  Rumble...

  Explosive energy bursts forth.

  Zhang Ye's fist power was so overbearing at this moment, that despite Changkong Wujin launching his ultimate divine ability, the Golden Castle, he was still struck with a single blow, causing his qi and blood to stagnate, and his protective aura nearly dispersing.

  "Good kid, you indeed have your skills, but if that's all you've got, then you lose. The title of Demon Lord belongs to me."

  Changkong Wuji seized this opportunity, his palm transforming into a giant claw of doom, grasping towards the trapped demon cultivator.

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