Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

"Hehehe, Honglian, long time no see!" The clown casually threw Azazel to the ground and let out a strange laugh like a sword cutting through glass.

"You're not dead?" Honglian frowned.

Cao Yanling told the story of the winter wood, and the clown should have been killed by Cao Ren.

"That's great. I can kill you with my own hands."

But soon, the wings of the Holy Demon vibrated, and the red lotus instantly came in front of the clown. The blood flame waved on the long sword, pulling out a gorgeous flame cloud, and slashed it down with one sword!

"No, I will kill you!" However, facing the falling Holy Demon Sword, the clown grinned. "I have wanted the demonic power in your body for a long time!"

next moment!

boom!

A burly figure suddenly appeared behind the clown and threw a punch into the air!

The unstoppable punch, packed with Peng Bai's energy, directly knocked the Holy Demon Sword away, hit Honglian's chest, and blasted him out.

"Evil Spirit Emperor!"

Honglian forced himself to stabilize his body in the air, and his pupils shrank as he looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.

"Oh, do you know him?" The clown opened his mouth curiously, making his mouth into an exaggerated circle.

"Let me check my memory. Oh... not only you, but also the Cao brothers. You two are really destined to be together!"

"So, tear him to pieces!" The clown tilted his head and grinned, with endless violence in his black pupils.

"Yes, Master!"

boom!

The earth collapsed, and the body of the Evil Spirit Emperor suddenly bounced up. The energy on his fist shook the air, and he crashed into the red lotus like a manic meteor!

The red lotus wings spread out blood flames all over the sky, and the four-winged holy image emerged in the flames, stretching across the body.

——Holy Light

clack clack...

However, even the Lord of Light, who had the shield-repelling attribute, had fine cracks appear on him after being hit by a single punch.

Fortunately, the Evil Spirit Emperor was also knocked back by the rebound force!

Honglian took the opportunity to rise up and condensed all the holy and demonic power that was transformed from the Lord of Light after being attacked onto the Holy Demon Sword.

The Holy Demon Sword radiated blood light from the inside out, like a red-hot iron sword, and the tip of the sword slashed towards the neck of the Evil Spirit Emperor.

——Holy Demon Blazing Sword

click!

"How can it be!"

However, the Holy Demon Sword only cut into the flesh an inch before it got stuck!

The power of the holy devil...cannot dissolve the body of the Evil Spirit Emperor!

In shock, the Evil Spirit Emperor's fist was approaching him again.

boom!

Honglian was hit by another punch in the chest and flew backwards. The blood spurting out of his mouth ignited in the blood flames, and blood-colored smoke clouds fluttered, which was magnificent!

The Evil Spirit Emperor, the overlord of the underworld; the curse left by Tianwu Street is but the afterglow of his death. His real strength lies in his indestructible body of steel and his strongest martial arts during his lifetime.

Although the resurrection magic only resurrected his soul, with the blessing of the curse, his spiritual body also had the strength of his physical body before death, or even higher!

The Holy Demon Sword left the body, and in the blink of an eye, the cut on the Evil Spirit Emperor's neck was healed.

"I remember you, who almost became the sacrifice for my corpse's resurrection."

The Evil Spirit Emperor's burly body slowly approached Honglian.

"But this time, I will eat you and make you truly merge into my body!"

"Eat me!" Honglian stood up with difficulty holding the sword, his wings fluttering, but the blood flame was still rising.

“Although I don’t know how you managed to survive, you are just a rat left over from the old days. Not only do you hide in your dark nest, but you also dare to come out?

In this era, there is no light that can illuminate you, go back to the darkness!"

The blazing blood flame suddenly bloomed, dyeing the sky red!

The statue of the four-winged holy devil stood in the blood flames, like a devil and a saint, with endless power descending.

It’s like thousands of demons staring at you, stretching out their deadly claws; it’s also like an angel holding a sword, bringing down the sword of judgment!

Honglian has already exited the holy demon form, holding a black Bible in his hand, bathing in the light of blood flames, his lips moving slightly, as if proclaiming the words of God.

"Demons roam the world, God does nothing, the devil does not hear, and my soul is born and dies on its own.

All spirits strengthen themselves, I will seize the power of the Holy Demon, hold the hand of love, wield the sword to slay the demon, put an end to the evil in the world, and wield the sword to question the Holy Demon!"

At the center of the Holy Demon Statue's eyebrows, Tina spread her wings in the blood flames. A blood-colored halo condensed behind her, then suddenly shrank, passing through her body and stopping at the sword guard.

As soon as Honglian made his declaration, his body fell down with a loud bang, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the head of the Evil Spirit Emperor!

"Hold the sword, and live in peace!"

As soon as he said this, the blood flames and the images of the Holy Demon all turned into light and returned to the circle at the sword guard, turning the Holy Demon Sword into a blazing sword again.

——Holy Demon Peace

Everything... is just a moment!

When the Evil Spirit Emperor came back to his senses from the power of the Holy Demon, the sword was already approaching!

"Without the light to illuminate me, everything will be dragged into darkness!" roared the Evil Spirit Emperor.

The energy surged, creating ripples like ocean waves in the air, and a punch filled with endless fist intent suddenly blasted out.

With one punch, a mountain of bones appeared, with living creatures standing on top of them, devouring flesh and blood, with unparalleled cruelty!

This... is the true meaning of the Evil Spirit Emperor's martial arts. The strong prey on the weak, and the violent are the strong!

——Brutal Fist: Honor the Evil

The sword falls!

Fist up!

collide!

The strong light captured the sight, and the whistling air waves overwhelmed all senses!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so strong!" Another strange voice sounded. "Joker, let him become as pure as us!"

The entire space...suddenly solidified, and the air waves calmed down in an instant!

Wow!

However, the sudden rise of waves restored the space to its original state, but the air waves were eventually calmed down.

At this moment, everyone's vision finally returned.

I saw that the original town no longer existed, leaving only a huge deep pit.

The Evil Spirit Emperor was lying on his back in the center of the huge pit, his right arm and shoulder had disappeared, while Honglian was sitting weakly in the distance, and Tina had already returned to the spirit world.

"There are more masters!" Frode came to Honglian's side, the surging waves protected him, looking at the black-haired figure behind the clown, and spoke in a low voice.

"That dog head has become stronger, and I don't have much strength left. Let's go."

The waves rolled up Honglian and Kona, and Frode stood up and was about to leave.

However, Shi'e raised his hand again, invisible force spread, and the space solidified again.

——Hand of Domain·Ningkong

A large area of ​​space solidified, and although it was broken by the waves in an instant, Shi'e took the opportunity to come in front of Frode. He raised his right hand, and a dark purple blade light pressed down.

Wow!

The blade light easily cut through the waves, and the power it carried burst out, directly shattering them and turning into heavy rain that poured down.

"Crush it!"

Before Fusila could react, a dark hand behind Shi'e was already approaching!

Click!

The water solidified and shattered in an instant, turning into dust and falling down.

Frode and Xila's pupils shrank, and they were still frightened.

The corrupt water that condensed and then shattered did not return to the spiritual world, but disappeared completely!

Fortunately, the dark hand was blocked by the water flow, otherwise Xila's body would have been crushed.

"Solidify, let's see how much you can solidify!"

Above the sky, the Endless Sea descended. Under Frode's words, it became bone-chillingly cold. The water that corrupted all things began to exercise its ability to deprive all life.

The water of corruption is spreading once again!

"Tsk tsk tsk, corruption, what a nice ability!"

Under the surging water, water drops touched the cursed body, making a sizzling sound, but Shi'e smiled excitedly, with greed flashing in his eyes.

"It's a bit troublesome to solidify everything, so... just cut it apart!"

The hand of the secret technique waved, and the dark purple blade light continued to burst out, but was stagnant in one place by the space, and then turned into a black blade light and burst out.

——Cursed Hand·Hanging Knife

The blade's light reached the sky, breaking through the waves and going straight into the sky.

Boom!

At the same time, a figure crashed into the waves and soared into the sky!

"Oh, was the erosion successful?" The clown chuckled, but the next moment, his face changed drastically.

There is no Azazel in the contract connection!

"The world is evil, little..."

The clown hasn't finished speaking yet.

砰

A fist pierced directly through Shi'e's chest!

"Hahahaha... Number Thirteen, you want to enslave me!" Azazel threw the evil body to the ground and laughed wildly.

Half of the body had turned into white bones when it passed through the corrupted water. Black mud was wriggling on it, but it was constantly being consumed by the power of corruption and turned into black mist that floated away.

At this moment, Azazel looks more like a devil.

"Burn the power of the godhead to resist the erosion, Azazel...how long can you last?" The clown crossed his arms across his chest, revealing a row of pale teeth.

"Give up your resistance, Azazel, accept my power, and I will make you purer.

Otherwise, when the power of the godhead burns out, you will really die."

"Hahahaha... Number 13, what are you talking about?" Azazel became more and more crazy.

"I am the demon god, Azazel, the fallen god!

Accept your power, you deserve it!"