2240: C2240 Kiss of the Devil Sword

C2240 Kiss of the Devil Sword

Joy appeared on Zhao Zhen's face.

As for Formless Ink, he was completely stupefied. It turned out that all of this was a trap.

It was all Zhao Zhen's schemes and tricks.

"You people, have gone crazy! Why are you treating us like this? Why?!"

Formless Ink shouted out and roared weakly.

It turned out that all of this was caused by Zhao Zhen.

He was raising a demon!

Such a heartless method.

"Because your wife is born in Yin and Yang, and your child is born on this day." Because your wife is born in Yin and Yang, and your child is born on this day, and your wife is born in Yin and Yang, and your child is born on this day.

"Kill them all!"

Zhao Zhen suddenly gave the order with a ferocious expression.

As you wish!

In the Sky Sect, the two of them drew their swords at the same time, slashing both of Wu Mo's arms and sending him flying with a kick.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the little bean let out a berserk roar.

He opened his eyes, as if a demon had crawled out of hell.

"Mm, the magic seed has finally matured. We can harvest now!"

A look of joy appeared on Zhao Zhen's face as his eyes started to shine brightly.

In the darkness of the night, he seemed like a true demon, bloodthirsty and cruel.

He was a refiner. In order to forge the demon sword, he borrowed a special pregnant woman to quietly plant her magic seeds into his body.

As a result, the fetus was nurtured by demonic energy and turned into a demon.

When he was born, he was Devil Child.

When he was a few years old, on the full moon night, Devil Child became a demon for the first time, biting the mother who was feeding the child to death.

After absorbing the Pure Yuan demonic energy from the mother body, Devil Child catalyzed it and formed a magic core in his body.

"Master, it seems like the magic pill has already been assimilated. I'm afraid that this little bastard will be refined into a demon sword!"

The ten thousand swords were extremely surprised and happy as well.

As long as his master practiced the demon sword, the day of his success would be the day he would establish his own sect.

"Master, please do it!"

The expression on the face of the Sky Sect was one of fanaticism, as they knelt on the ground like pious believers.

However, he only saw Zhao Zhen's cold and proud expression. He walked towards the little pea and raised his hand to hit the top of his head.

"Buzz!"

Demonic qi overflowed into the sky as it rolled out!

At that moment, the little Dou Ding's entire body began to emit a deathly black aura, as if she were real.

The ghostly wails and wolf howls echoed in the sky.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The airflow was corroded as it exploded.

"Don't touch him. I'm begging you, Zhao Zhen, let go of my son. You can come at me. Come at me!"

Lying on the ground, Formless Ink was crazily roaring at the top of his lungs.

He now completely understood that all of this was for the sake of forging the demon sword. It was basically a nine-year trap set up by Zhao Zhen.

No, it should be ten years!

For a whole ten years, he had believed that the person who had killed his wife was his flesh and blood.

After countless days and nights, he finally woke up from his nightmare.

When he saw the young and cute smile on Dou Ding's face, he struggled internally.

Hatred?

He couldn't hate it, but he felt awkward.

At that time, he truly thought that he would be able to save his son and suppress the devilish nature within his body.

Only when he was drunk and unconscious did he dare to use the tempering method to beat his son.

One punch, one kick. His heart was bleeding.

But for his son, he could give up everything, even if it was in the eyes of outsiders.

He followed Zhao Zhen's instructions for everything.

Until someone in the village began to die, and he continued to pretend to be dead.

He knew that the tempering was no longer effective, and even his son's demonification was becoming more and more frequent.

Sooner or later, even during the day.

So he faked the murder scene and ate human flesh. In order to be realistic, he dug out his eyeballs.

But now, he realized that his entire clan was bound by Zhao Zhen's Demon Claw.

Since ten years ago, he had arrived at this mountain village.

Ever since Zhao Zhen had discovered his wife's birthday, his family's miserable fate and nightmare had begun.

"Kill you? "Hehe, you're just a pile of rotten meat, you're not qualified!"

"You should look carefully. Little Dou Ding became the World Exterminating Demon Sword. No one cared for him since he was young, and he had long since lost hope in his heart. All that remained was despair. When the sword was completed, everything in the world would tremble under its devilish might."

"Awaken, Devil Heavenly Sword!"

Zhao Zhen bit his finger and stuffed it into the little bean's mouth.2

"Roar!"

The little bean actually started to suck in huge mouthfuls of blood, devouring Zhao Zhen's blood.

This scene was too bizarre and terrifying!

Formless saw with his own eyes Zhao Zhen's hair turn white, his flesh lose its luster, and he gradually aged.

However, an indescribable madness emerged in his eyes.

"With my blood, I will forge the Heavenly Devil Sword. Blood Attraction, Demon Awakening!"

Zhao Zhen's voice became hoarse as he screamed.

"Gu gu gu!"

After demonification, the little Dou Ding was still crazily devouring Zhao Zhen's blood. At the same time, his face was covered in blood-red veined patterns.

In the blink of an eye, he had become a young man from a small nine year old body.

His red hair was extremely demonic, and he looked even more terrifying.

The little Dou Ding opened her eyes. Her pupils were blood-red.

"Roar!"

The little Dou Ding roared at Zhao Zhen.

"You should call me master. After absorbing 60% of my blood, if I don't die, you will always be my servant!"

Zhao Zhen stopped feeding the blood, otherwise, he would die of blood loss.

However, the little Dou Ding actually resisted. He hadn't eaten his fill yet.

However, he was extremely obedient to Zhao Zhen's orders.

After which, his gaze landed on Wan Jian and the Heavenly Sect.

Immediately, the two of them trembled in fear. It was a type of fear that originated from their instincts.

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