Chapter 82: You Killed Your Wife

This voice was cold, cruel, and mocking, directly causing Yang Lu's whole body to turn cold. Yang Lu couldn't help but shiver: "What on earth did you do to me, you dog bastard?"

"Haha, powerful? Isn't this what you have always longed for?" This cold voice drifted into the air again. Yang Lu had just advanced two levels in one go, and both his divine sense and demonic power were far more powerful than before. He wanted to lock onto this voice, but the voice was elusive, and he had no way of knowing where it was.

In just these few breaths of time, Meng Su had killed another three or four hundred Demon God cultivators, and there were only three hundred or so Yang family Demon Gods left at the scene.

Everyone feared death. With things having reached this point, these Demon Gods had already been scared out of their wits. How could they still dare to attack Meng Su? They began to flee in all directions.

Up to now, the team led by Yang Lu was almost certainly defeated. One Demon Saint had been killed by Meng Su, seven had been sucked dry by Yang Lu, and only Yang Lu and Wu Linglong remained at the scene, with the others being the two Killing Saints.

Meng Su, like a god of slaughter, saw the Yang family Demon God cultivators fleeing in all directions and pointed at the void. The Reincarnation Lotus appeared from the void, rotating and opening slowly. Shi Xiaoxiao sat in the middle of the lotus like a fairy. Now Shi Xiaoxiao had fully recovered, and this powerful life force could almost heal the dead and bring the living back to life, let alone Shi Xiaoxiao herself, who was already a powerful Demon cultivator.

Shi Xiaoxiao gave Meng Su a sweet smile, flew slowly down from the Reincarnation Lotus, and waved her hand at the Danmo Sect cultivators. More than half of the Danmo Sect cultivators were at the Demon God realm, and only a small portion were at the True Demon realm. These seven or eight thousand cultivators had just been intimidated by the power of the Yang family's Demon Saints and had not dared to attack. Now that the situation had reversed, beating a drowning dog was a tradition of the Demon Realm, so they immediately exerted their efforts to slaughter the fleeing Yang family Demon Gods.

Yang Lu wanted to rescue them, but Meng Su's elusive figure made it impossible for him to be distracted. Moreover, he had inexplicably advanced two realms, and this Demon Saint realm was extremely difficult to advance in. So Yang Lu was still dazed.

The two Killing Saints saw that Meng Su was so strange. They were assassins, not desperate people. Moreover, Shi Xiaoxiao was watching them like a tiger watching its prey. Shi Xiaoxiao had been ambushed by them and was preparing to take revenge. Wu Linglong, who remained, had never thought that things would turn out to this extent. By the time she realized it, the people she had brought had already been slaughtered by the Danmo Sect cultivators.

Just as Yang Lu was stunned, Meng Su's strange figure appeared in front of him again. Yang Lu saw that Meng Su had used his own hands to kill seven Demon Saints of the Yang family, and his heart was filled with great anger. These Demon Saints were the elites of his lineage. Now they had been slaughtered. Even if Yang Lu went back now, he would not be able to explain it to the Patriarch of his lineage, so Yang Lu vented all his hatred on Meng Su.

Yang Lu roared at the sky, slowly raised his right hand, and pinched a seal with his left hand. A force of confinement locked onto Meng Su, and then he condensed demonic power in his right hand. Because he had just absorbed the demonic power of seven Demon Saints, the demonic power in his right hand was particularly powerful. Because the demonic power was powerful, the space around his right hand gradually distorted, and bursts of demonic power affected the light, turning Yang Lu's fist into a dazzling ball of light.

This powerful demonic power attracted Shi Xiaoxiao's attention. Shi Xiaoxiao turned her head and glanced at Meng Su, finding that Meng Su's expression was as usual. Of course, Meng Su's current demonic body could not show any expression; all it had was coldness.

Wu Linglong saw that her man had used such a powerful killing move, which was definitely intended to kill Meng Su in one blow. The couple had a tacit understanding; Wu Linglong turned into a black mist, and the black mist drifted behind Meng Su like a black veil, sealing off Meng Su's retreat with a palm.

Shi Xiaoxiao saw that Meng Su was caught in the pincer attack of Yang Lu and Wu Linglong, and she wanted to go up to help, but she had to keep an eye on the two Killing Saints. If these two joined the battle, Meng Su would be even more passive.

The powerful momentum brought by Yang Lu stirred up bursts of breeze, and this wind blew up Meng Su's half-snow-white hair and half-jet-black hair. This black and white hair covered Meng Su's face.

Since entering the Demon Realm, Meng Su had always had long hair hanging to his shoulders; he was too lazy to groom it.

Three breaths later, Yang Lu finished gathering his momentum. Because the demonic power was too powerful, that fist of Yang Lu's was somewhat difficult to bear. It began to turn red and swell, until it swelled to the size of two original fists, and the demonic power stirred up bursts of ripples in the space in front of Meng Su. A fist shadow the size of a gong appeared in the air. No one below the Demon Saint realm could withstand this blow. Yang Lu looked at Meng Su's blurred, strange face, and a cool smile appeared on his face.

Before the fist arrived, the fist intent had already invaded Meng Su's body. Meng Su slowly raised his right fist, his right fist turning pitch black. Due to the distortion of space, the speed of the two fists in the void became extremely slow, as if in slow motion.

The two fists collided with a loud boom, quickly stirring up a powerful air wave, but this air wave quickly collapsed toward the middle of the two people's fists, as if the two had no strength at all and had merely extended their fists for a ceremonial collision.

That powerful demonic power invaded Meng Su's body through Meng Su's pitch-black fist. Meng Su's right body immediately turned pitch black as ink, and then this pitch black began to move to the left, forcing the snow-white on the left toward his left hand. Soon, Meng Su's entire body, except for his left palm, which was still snow-white, was pitch black as ink.

Meng Su's left hand, because it had received all the demonic power, turned slowly transparent, and finally, only the outline of a palm could be faintly seen. At this time, Wu Linglong's palm had already slapped onto Meng Su's back. Meng Su did not look back, and his transparent left palm met Wu Linglong's palm.

With a boom, the two palms collided, as if time had paused. Only Wu Linglong's earth-shattering scream was heard. Starting from her palm, Wu Linglong's palm began to shatter, and the powerful demonic power stirred up a hurricane. This hurricane blew Wu Linglong's clothes until they hunted, but Wu Linglong stood motionless, as if she were an insect solidified in amber.

Wu Linglong lost all ability to act. This powerful force first destroyed Wu Linglong's life force. Wu Linglong's divine sense was wiped out, and then Wu Linglong began to crack like porcelain. This cracking started from her palm and quickly extended to her whole body. Wu Linglong's shattered fragments turned into flying ash and disappeared in the void.

Meng Su killed Wu Linglong with one palm, and his left hand returned to snow-white. That snow-white quickly extended to half of his body again. Suddenly, Meng Su's left and right black and white swapped, his left hand began to turn pitch black, his right hand turned snow-white, and then Meng Su's left palm struck Yang Lu's chest fast as lightning.

Yang Lu was still immersed in the beautiful fantasy of using powerful force. Who knew that Meng Su's strange demonic body had completely transferred his attack to Wu Linglong? Wu Linglong had been beaten into flying ash by his own fist and died an untimely death.

By the time Yang Lu realized it, Meng Su's palm force had already invaded his chest. This palm force was extremely strange; it did not have much powerful force, but it took away something from his body. It was exactly Meng Su's Devouring Seed. With the removal of the Devouring Seed, Yang Lu weakened rapidly, falling from the peak of the Demon Saint realm to the mid-stage of the Demon Saint realm.

Meng Su clenched his left fist and flicked the Devouring Seed toward Shi Xiaoxiao. The Devouring Seed crossed the void and appeared directly in Shi Xiaoxiao's Qi Sea. Shi Xiaoxiao's body surged with demonic power, advancing from the early stage of the Demon Saint realm to the mid-stage of the Demon Saint realm.

Meng Su's cold voice rang in Yang Lu's ear again: "Congratulations, you killed your own wife." ===== CHAPTER 83 =====