"Oh, it's actually a sword formation! It turns out that you have abilities that you haven't shown yet. Then I'll do as you say."

"Regarding my previous remarks, just pretend that I never said such a thing. However, I am indeed eager to see what kind of sword formation can make you so confident."

Lord Dayan said softly with a hint of surprise, and replied in a lazy tone.

"As for what this sword formation is, you will naturally know it later."

"If the ancient demon really comes in person, I'm afraid it's hard to predict whether my sword formation can cause any harm to it."

"But if a cultivator who is just living in our human body steps into my sword formation, even if he doesn't die, he will have to pay a heavy price."

After the sword formation was set up, Chen Yun responded in a calm voice.

"Haha! Young man, don't be so conceited when you speak!"

"From the beginning till now, the ancient demon has been fighting you with the brute force of his demon-transformed body."

"You haven't experienced the power of the ancient magic yet, so how dare you make a rash conclusion?"

Lord Dayan sneered and retorted nonchalantly.

"Your words are full of affirmation, as if you have truly witnessed the scene in the Devil's Valley."

"But have you not yet been there yourself?"

Chen Yun felt slightly puzzled and couldn't help asking this question.

"Humph, if you haven't experienced it yourself, how can you know the horror?"

"Back then, I visited the valley with a few close friends. Although their cultivation was not as profound as mine, they were all not ordinary people."

"However, even with all their combined strength, there was still only one survivor. This is enough to prove how powerful the magic skills cultivated by the ancient demon are."

Lord Dayan smiled coldly, as if reminding Chen Yun to be careful.

Chen Yun smiled slightly after hearing this. Just as he was about to continue asking questions, a painful roar suddenly came from the black fog that was fleeing in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a violent whirlwind suddenly blew up in the dark demonic energy, and all the black air dissipated in an instant, revealing the entity of "Nanlong Hou" in it.

When Patriarch Linghu and the woman in white saw each other's true faces, their faces changed instantly and they couldn't help but gasp.

Is this person in front of me really still a human being?
The "Marquis of Nanlong" who appeared in front of everyone at this moment had completely turned into a monster with two heads and four arms.

There is a head on the front and back of its neck, one large and one small.

There are two ferocious heads, with four arms growing on each side, and each arm is longer than the knee.

The head in front was covered with purple scales, and a white horn several inches long grew on its forehead. However, judging from its eyebrows, eyes, nose, and size, it was still the same head.

However, another slightly smaller head was squeezed out from the back of the neck of this head, and this head looked like a monster.

Although this head also has horns on its forehead and scales on its cheeks.

In the center of the face were green fangs, and the black lips were opening and closing.

A black and red tongue with purple spots and covered with thorns stretched out more than a foot long, and then quickly retracted, like a poisonous snake.

What is even more horrifying is that the pupils in this head's eyes are as narrow as slits.

There was a flashing silver-white cold light, and there was no expression of any emotion as his eyes moved, which was obviously not something a human could possess.

Not only the head, but the body and limbs from the neck down are also covered with dark purple scales, densely wrapped tightly.

Nails similar to bone spurs even grew directly on the tips of the ten fingers. As they opened and closed, they flashed a silvery-white light and appeared extremely sharp.

Seeing such a terrifying image, although Elder Linghu and the woman in white were shocked, as Nascent Soul cultivators who had practiced for many years, they naturally would not feel afraid.

When "Nanlong Hou" appeared and stayed in the same place without moving, they immediately launched their magic weapons to attack at the same time.

A beam of light like a five-colored rainbow flashed by, instantly trapping "Nanlong Hou" in it.

Ancestor Linghu was secretly delighted and seized this rare opportunity. The giant white ring followed closely and locked onto him tightly.

Facing all this, the front head of the Demon Soul was expressionless, like a lifeless zombie. However, the head on the back was laughing uncontrollably, with a hint of sneer at the corner of its mouth.

I saw the giant ring flash by, then suddenly hover above my head and smash down like a drop from the sky.

He was in the five-color rainbow light column, and he waved his four arms lightly, and suddenly purple light flashed.

He actually used four claws at once to firmly grasp the giant ring, and his movements were smooth and not affected at all.

This scene shocked Patriarch Linghu greatly, but he immediately activated his magic formula, causing the ring to glow with light and begin to tremble violently, trying to break free from the restraints.

However, those four huge palms were like cast iron, motionless and unable to be shaken at all.

The head behind the demon soul let out a hideous laugh, suddenly opened its mouth, and a ball of ink-black liquid spurted out, hitting the giant ring.

Once the ancient treasure, which was originally shining with spiritual light, was contaminated by the black liquid, it immediately let out a mournful cry, and the spiritual light disappeared instantly. At the same time, it became as black as ink, flashing with strange black light.

"My Mingyang Ring!"

Ancestor Linghu shouted loudly in horror.

At the moment when the color of the ring changed, he suddenly lost the telepathy with the ancient ring, and his face turned pale and weak in an instant.

It is incredible that the demon soul encountered this time actually has the ability to defile the ancient treasure and successfully seize it for its own use.

At this moment, three of the Demon Soul's four hands had already let go of the ring, and only one hand was left holding the object tightly. After gently waving it several times, a scene of overlapping ring phantoms appeared.

Both heads showed expressions of satisfaction.

"Very good, very good! I am suffering from the scarcity of treasures I have, and this one will do the trick."

The head in front of the Demon Soul spoke, with a tone full of pride.

At the same time, the other three arms touched the body and flashed light again. A black flag and a dagger that also emitted black light appeared in the other two hands.

However, the last hand remained empty.

"Haha! Although I can only demonize a few of your monks' treasures at present, these few are enough to deal with the temporary needs."

The devil smiled sinisterly.

Chen Yun was distracted by the formation, so the speed of the golden arc and fireball slowed down, and he lagged far behind the Demon Soul. As for the golden gold-eating insect swarm, it was originally following closely behind, but when the Demon Soul showed the form of two heads and four arms.

They actually showed fear and stopped moving forward, just circling in the same place.

Chen Yun was shocked.

Through the connection between mind and body, he could feel the instinctive fear of these gold-eating insects, and his heart was filled with doubts.

Especially seeing this demon display his magic power with two heads and four arms.

He immediately thought of the image on the Brahma film and the statue of the three-headed, six-armed demon enshrined in Master Cangkun's cave, and couldn't help but become curious about the relationship between the three.

The flag in the demon soul's hand is exactly the ancient wind flag that drives the strong wind held by the old man named Lu.

And that dagger looked quite familiar. After a moment of thought, he finally remembered that this item was one of the ancient treasures found in the remains of an ancient cultivator.

I didn't expect that now all of them have been defiled by the evil spirit and taken over by it.

However, no matter what kind of connection exists between the three, now is obviously not the time to explore the root cause. He must find a way to anger this demon and lure it into the Da Geng Sword Formation.

Thinking of this, Chen Yun's face was gloomy and he suddenly urged the swarm of gold-eating insects. At the same time, he increased the speed of the evil-repelling divine thunder and the purple fireball and attacked the demon soul together.

Facing Chen Yun's attack, the two heads of the Demon Soul simultaneously let out strange and rhythmic laughter, their necks instantly became blurred, and the heads magically exchanged positions.

The head that was originally at the back jumped to the front, while the evil ghost head retreated to the second line, constantly sticking out its purple-red tongue, looking extremely weird.

The transformed demon soul stared coldly at Chen Yun's fierce attack. Obviously, he had no intention of dodging. He waved his four arms lightly.

At the same time, he raised the three treasures in his hands, and suddenly the dagger, the magic flag and the ring emitted a strong black light at the same time.

It seemed that Chen Yun was about to engage in a fierce battle with the ancient demon spirit.

However, at this moment, a strange roar like thunder rumbled from afar. The roar was so loud that it sounded like thunder rolling from a far distance.

It was as if the owner of the voice was extremely angry and going crazy.

Even though Patriarch Linghu and others were far away, they were still shocked and looked terrified when they heard the sound.

Chen Yun was slightly stunned when he heard such a shocking roar, while the two heads of the demon soul opposite him changed their expressions drastically at the same time.

He suddenly took back the treasure in his hand, his figure flashed, and without hesitation he turned into a black light and retreated.

At the same time, a similar long whistle came out of his mouth, and he rushed away in the blink of an eye.

Judging from the direction he left, that was where the roar came from.

Chen Yun was surprised at first, but after a moment's hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pointed, pausing the golden arc, purple fire and insect cloud.

Then he narrowed his eyes and stared at the demon soul that gradually disappeared into a black dot, with an uncertain expression on his face.

In an instant, the long, sharp roar that Chen Yun remembered clearly came like a raging storm from the monster in front of him, who was both his enemy and friend.

Before this, he had discovered and picked up the map here which recorded the detailed geographical location of the Demon Valley.

Could it be that this strange place really hides some unheard-of, jaw-dropping and shocking changes?

However, the unusually terrifying and evil-repelling sound uttered by the being who had fled from this place in a hurry seemed to be a response to the call of another existence.

Could it be that there is another ancient demon lurking in the depths?

Chen Yun thought about all possible situations one by one in an instant, his face full of worry about the big or small consequences of the matter, and he just stood there, not moving a step.

The woman in white and her partner, Linghu Patriarch, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the monster suddenly change direction and sped away, and the tense expressions on their faces also relaxed.

The magic weapon "Ningguang Mirror" held by the woman in white was unable to exert its due power when facing the transformed "Nanlong Hou", and she was always filled with panic in her heart.

Although Patriarch Linghu felt extremely sorry for losing an extremely precious treasure, he was secretly grateful that his life was saved.

If they had not met Chen Yun again here, they and the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect would probably have been in life-and-death danger.

Another cultivator with whom they had a close relationship who had entered the valley with them earlier was killed here when his Nascent Soul was easily taken out by "Marquis Nanlong" without any warning.

Now, watching the monster finally disappear from sight, unable to return.

Patriarch Linghu and the woman in white couldn't help but look at each other, and then they all moved closer to Chen Yun.

The magical powers that Chen Yun had previously displayed had already deeply shocked the two men. Naturally, at this moment, they could not just walk away irresponsibly without saying a word to Chen Yun.

"Friend Chen, I owe you a huge favor this time. Otherwise, I would be seriously injured if not dead."

Patriarch Linghu hurriedly expressed his deep gratitude to Chen Yun, his tone full of sincerity.

At the same time, he turned his gaze to the Fu Hu puppet beside Chen Yun and the Tian Jue demon corpse that exuded a gloomy and cold aura, and secretly sighed in his heart, even feeling a little envious.

This young man possesses many powerful magic weapons and amazing supernatural powers at such a young age. His future prospects in cultivation are immeasurable!
It was a very wise decision to agree with him to jointly support Huangfeng Valley.

As long as he is willing to lend a helping hand, Huangfeng Valley should be able to protect itself no matter how big the crisis is in the next thousand years.

As for Nangong Wan's senior sister, even though she had some unpleasantness with Chen Yun, at this moment she could only force a smile to express her gratitude to Chen Yun:

"I would also like to express my sincere gratitude to you, fellow Taoist!"

The voice of the woman in white sounded a little cold, and it was obvious that she had not completely let go of the grudge in her heart.

As for seeking revenge on Chen Yun, after seeing Chen Yun's current strength, the woman has completely given up the idea.

"Don't worry about it. Chen did everything just to protect himself. So what are your plans next? Do you want to continue tracking the monster?"

Chen Yun calmly raised his hands, put the golden arc and other treasures into his body or sleeves, and asked this question.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you are joking. Only those high-level cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are capable of dealing with such a ferocious monster. How dare the two of us take action to provoke it?"

Patriarch Linghu shook his head repeatedly without hesitation, indicating that he had absolutely no such intention.

The woman in white did not express her opinion, but from the expression on her face, it was obvious that she agreed with this.

Then Chen Yun sighed and said:

"In that case, then forget it. Although I am quite curious about this matter, it does not seem appropriate to go alone."

"Then I will take my leave of you two and go my separate ways." (End of this chapter)