Chapter 180: Splitting the Demon Pill

The four great soldier kings and the four great magic kings around him were taken aback, but they didn't expect Wu Luo to be so strong, and he defeated the first young master of the half-demon clan with a single move.

Nan Rongxiong has a very high status in the half-demon clan, and the eight people did not dare to slack off, so they rushed over to rescue.

On the top of the mountain, Hong Pohai seized the opportunity, and there was a violent surge in his chest and abdomen, opening his mouth and drinking, still silent, a pale golden rune appeared, and quickly spread to cover the entire Nulong Island.

As soon as the pale golden rune fell, Angry Dragon Island trembled slightly.

Then there was a loud "bang", and half of a mountain peak not far away was shattered, and among the collapsed boulders, a figure rose into the sky.

Although the figure was humanoid, it had the head of a wolf, and the skin on its back was like that of a crocodile, and its limbs were long and covered with thick black hair, like that of a gorilla.

Yan Zhiwei couldn't help but be surprised when she saw that the figure had a faint metallic luster, and there was only a fierce light in her eyes, and there was no life: "But the ancient hidden corpse alchemy technique?!"

As he spoke, eight more peaks on Nulong Island were shattered, a total of nine people, and they went straight to the four great soldier kings and the four great magic kings of the half-demon clan.

These nine people, each of them are above the four great soldier kings and the four great art kings, and the nine people besiege the eight people, which is simply devastating, and under the painful blow, the half-demon clan collapsed, protecting Nan Rongxiong, who was severely injured physically and mentally, and went away in embarrassment.

Hong Pohai's face was flushed: "The little fox has a good eye, it is the Valley God Book 'Hidden Corpse Refining Soldiers', these people are the great enemies of this seat during the flood famine, after this seat is killed one by one, use the 'Hidden Corpse Alchemy Technique' to seal it, absorb the underground iron veins, exercise with the fire of the sun during the day, nourish by the moon at night, tens of thousands of years down, but also have some strength, can fight well, hahaha!"

Yan Zhiwei was secretly frightened, the entire Dongtu, including his grandfather, thought that Hong Pohai was a lonely family and had only one heir to follow. didn't expect him to hide this hand.

Hong Pohai kept it a secret, obviously in case someone wanted to use wheel warfare against him one day.

This life-saving "corpse soldier", although he has no independent consciousness, but his combat power is really strong, and he has no fear, so calculated, the comprehensive strength of Hong Pohai's vein is not inferior to other demon sages!

Yan Zhiwei sighed secretly in her heart, sure enough, none of these strong people who could survive the Great War of the Flood and Wilderness and survived for tens of thousands of years were not old and cunning.

While Hong Pohai was talking and laughing, he suddenly reached out to his hand, and on the dry palm, the blood vessels and green tendons suddenly burst out, as if he had exerted a lot of power.

On the sea hundreds of miles away, a monstrous wave suddenly set off, and in the huge waves, an ice-blue big hand condensed by the divine power of the pure water system suddenly grabbed towards the sky, and among the four great soldier kings and four great magic kings of the half-demon clan who were fleeing and passing by, one of the magic kings did not notice it, and was caught in his hand.

"Poof-" The mighty Sorcerer was pinched into a blur of flesh.

"A little punishment, next time you dare to offend my Nulong Island, this seat will definitely enter the Xiaoyao Sea and kill ten half-demon royal clans as revenge!"

With his nine corpse soldiers alone, as well as Hong Pohai's strength just now, he wanted to kill into the hinterland of the half-demon clan, and the half-demon clan really couldn't stop him.

Hong Pohai didn't chase and fight, he also knew that the deep sea was dangerous, and in addition to the half-demon clan, there were other enemies. If the half-demon clan forces have suffered too much loss and can't stop those enemies, he will have to face it.

Nan Rongyin was stupid, Yan Zhiwei and Zhu Yan were secretly annoyed, they should really close their eyes, it's disgusting!

Wu Luo came back, his face sank, and he cursed non-stop along the way, Hong Pohai was in a good mood, and it was rare to comfort people once, and smiled at Wu Luo: "This is nothing, if you also come from the flood period, you will know that the scene just now is really common." ”

Wu Luo was curious, and couldn't help but ask, "What was it like during the flood famine?"

Hong Pohai had a somewhat nostalgic look: "In the era of a hundred schools of thought, everyone's cultivation was very ignorant at that time, and there were not many ready-made exercises, they all explored by themselves......"

He looked a little strange: "You know that at that time, there was a trick method, called 'Whale Swallowing the World'. ”

Wu Luo nodded: "Devouring class." He realized something and was surprised, "Won't it?"

Hong Pohai nodded angrily: "Think about it, compared to a person's head and buttocks, which one is more like a whale's head?"

Wu Luo had a chill: "This, seniors, is really a whimsy, our juniors, I can't beat the horse......"

Both of them whispered, not daring to let the women behind hear them.

......

The demon clan was defeated and fled, and Nulong Island was safe and sound. The half-demon girl Nan Rongyin was hit hard. An attack by the half-demon clan full of confidence ended in an uproar. Even if there was no Wu Luo, Hong Pohai would be able to repel the army of the half-demon clan almost without making a move.

In the end, with one claw for a hundred miles, he destroyed a sorcerer of the half-demon clan, but it was just a demonstration.

Nan Rongyin was sullen, but Hong Pohai didn't have time to take care of her, and casually threw her into a closed space - just like when Wu Luo and the three of them were imprisoned.

Hong Pohai wants to ask Wu Luo and others to protect the Fa, and he wants to save the heir Hong Ao.

To be honest, there is no need for Wu Luo to do anything, just to open their eyes, after all, the Soul Restoration Grass is a rare encounter in a thousand years. The three of them were also curious, so they agreed to stay.

This ritual is very complicated, and the cost of divine power is huge. However, with Hong Pohai's strength, it was still a piece of cake, and there was no need to prepare anything, and after repelling the attack of the half-demon clan, Hong Pohai started to start.

After a series of preparatory ceremonies, Hong Pohai took out the Soul Restoration Grass, and a series of pale golden spiritual texts were blessed on the Soul Restoration Grass, and Hong Pohai gently touched the dandelion-like flowers of the Soul Restoration Grass on Hong Ao's eyebrows.

Hong Ao has been dead for a long time, and his skin has turned blue. However, Hong Pohai used special means, but his body did not die.

As soon as the flowers of the Soul Restoration Grass came into contact with Hong Ao's body, they were like dandelions, scattered into small umbrellas in the sky. Surrounding Hong Ao's corpse, he couldn't stop floating.

After about a cup of tea, the ground beneath Hong Ao's body fluctuated like the surface of the water, becoming a deep black.

The "little umbrellas" of the Soul Restoration Grass sank under the ground, the ground was still fluctuating, Hong Pohai's expression was extremely nervous, and he rubbed his hands from time to time, in terms of his self-cultivation, this was already a manifestation of extreme anxiety.

Finally, after about a meal, the ground trembled slightly, the ripples spread, and a small umbrella flew out, and on the tail of the small umbrella, there was a gray gas.

More and more flies out, and more and more gray gas.

Numerous gray qi gathered together and pieced together into the soul of Hong Ao.

"Master!" Hong Ao bowed his head and bowed. Hong Pohai finally breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't be polite, return to your place." ”

"Thank you, Master!" Hong Ao was grateful, bowed his head, floated up, and slowly fell into the corpse.

The three of them were also surprised to witness such a situation for the first time.

The primordial soul was pieced together, and the ground returned to its original state. Those "little umbrellas" also withered and fell into pieces of fly ash.

Hong Pohai stared at the heir tightly, but after a long while, Hong Ao, who had already returned to the original soul, still did not move.

Hong Pohai had already used special means to repair Hong Ao's damaged body before, and it was said that as long as the soul returned to its place, it would be able to wake up and restore its cultivation.

I didn't expect something to happen.

Hong Pohai's brows tightened, and Wu Luo and the others were also worried. Hong Pohai's brows moved, and a divine power enveloped Hong Ao's body, and he examined it carefully.

After a while, Hong Pohai slowly withdrew his divine power, and his face looked a little better, but he still looked gloomy.

"Senior, how's the situation?" asked Wu Luo.

Hong Pohai let out a long sigh: "After all, it has been delayed for a long time, and the demon pill in his body has been exhausted." After a deep sigh, Hong Pohai said again: "But it doesn't matter, you can still find a way to remedy it......"

Wu Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but Yan Zhiwei's face on the side changed slightly, and she couldn't help asking, "Grandpa Hong, is it possible that you want to split your own demon pill and give it to Senior Uncle Hong Ao?"

(This chapter is a bit less, there should be another chapter in the evening) ro!~!