Chapter 550: Rong Lu's Story

The furious magic armor general ignited his own bloodline power of the ancient yak, coupled with the power of the powerful demon spirit he had cultivated, the two world-shaking powers merged into one, resulting in a blow that could destroy the world.

The demon roared, the wild beast roared, and Xuanhuang trembled.

Just when Xu Yang and others were using their defensive skills to prepare for resistance, a strange scene happened.

The magic armor general high in the sky suddenly felt as if something was stirring hard at the tip of his heart. Not only the tip of the heart, but also the soul is like a mulberry leaf being bitten quickly by an invisible silkworm, making a rustling sound. The voice echoed in the mind of the magic armor general, but it exploded like thunder.

pain!

Severe pain!

Unspeakable pain!

"What's wrong? What has invaded my body? This is impossible? How can my body, Rong Lu, be controlled by others? No one can make me do anything except the Demon Lord!" A series of questions gradually turned into unknown. So angry.

**Even the pain in the soul is nothing to the magic armor general Rong Lu? As one of the greatest warriors in the Western Region, being secretly controlled by an unknown force is the greatest insult and the most intolerable, better than the pain in the body.

But the reality is that no matter how much he activates his physical body and soul power, it will not help, as if his physical body has been paralyzed. The movement of soul power and mana in his body was forced to a standstill.

His beast-like body began to degenerate rapidly. The pair of large horns on his head shrank until they disappeared. The long hair armor outside his skin also shrank and disappeared. Even the shining purple magic swirl mark on his forehead quickly disappeared. The ground darkened until it disappeared.

Before his body landed, his appearance finally changed back to its previous appearance.

The pressure dropped sharply, the purple clouds dissipated, and the light cast by them swept away the dark shadows on the ground.

The world-shaking move "Bull Crash" came to an abrupt end.

Even so, his powerful physical body, impacting from high altitude at such speed, still produced huge destructive power.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

For a moment, earth and rocks flew, the earth collapsed, and the void changed color.

When the dust in the sky dispersed, a pit with a radius of 100 feet appeared where the magic armor general fell.

The spiritual pressure generated by the impact was visible to the naked eye, sweeping away like a tsunami. Those magic armor soldiers who were cheering for the magic armor generals from behind were smashed to pieces by the shock wave and turned into large rolling purple mist. In the end, only a lone three-story car was left on the spot, rattling and shaking, almost collapsing.

The shock wave reached the location of Xu Yang and others in an instant.

The shock wave hit the boulder guardian, the Vermillion Bird Fire Shield, the Silver Bone Shield, the Flame Spirit Shield, and the Hell Scale Shield.

"Dong dong dong dong" sound!

In the end, the power of the shock wave was blocked by the outer layer, while the red fire purple golden bowl on the inner layer of Huoyun Tutuo and Jintongzi hardly received much impact, and only buzzed and trembled a few times.

After the shock wave, Xu Yang and others were safe and sound. The turf outside the defense range of several people was crushed by this force and turned into dust and fled in all directions.

At this time, the magic armor general in the center of the pit was covered in dust, and the magic armor outside his body was damaged. His pair of iron fists smashed deeper into the ground.

With a force, he pulled his fist out of the soil with a bang, his whole body became unsteady, and he sat down on his butt.

The demon armor general's cheeks twisted. He beat his head with his fist and shouted loudly: "Let me go. No one can stop me, Rong Lu, and my demon army."

After a while, the pain of the magic armor general seemed to have eased a lot, but at this moment, his eyes no longer had the sharp murderous look before, leaving only a blank look.

He stood up, looked up at Xu Yang's people in the distance opposite, and murmured: "Who are you? What is this place?"

The rickety three-story car behind him kept creaking and squeaking, and with a bang, it changed from three stories to one.

The magic armor general's attention was attracted by the sound. He turned back and glanced at the collapsed building. Then he said to himself: "Isn't this my exclusive chariot "Yak Horn"? Is this a battlefield? Why is there only one chariot left? Where are all my 30,000 demon warriors?" Looking back, he looked at Xu Yang and others with eyes full of hostility, and said with fire: "Then you are the enemy. Where have you hidden my soldiers? Tell me quickly, or I will tear you apart." ”

The sudden scene in front of them made Xu Yang and others unable to believe it. No matter what, everyone felt the joy of surviving the disaster.

"Is this savage demon's brain broken? It was probably broken by the red fire purple golden bowl I just used. Hahaha." Huomoutuo said proudly.

With a "dang" sound, the red-fire and purple-gold bowl hovering in mid-air lost control and fell down. Huomoutuo once again suffered a head injury and bloodshed.

"Senior Brother Huamei, how many times has this happened to you? You were so careless." Golden Boy whispered.

"Mistake, mistake." Huomoutuo said awkwardly as he put away the red fire and purple gold bowl. The pain in my head was nothing compared to the joy of surviving the disaster.

Knowing the pain proved that he was still alive.

"It seems that this magic armor general has lost his mind. His body can no longer display its strongest form. Take advantage of his illness and kill him." Huomoutuo wiped away the blood on his head and revealed his eyes. Fierce light said, and then raised the red fire purple gold bowl in his hand high and pointed it at the magic armor general opposite.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost Zhang San, who had always controlled the body and consciousness of Qingyan Monk, muttered in his heart that this monster of the demon clan was too powerful. If he was a ghost slave, he would definitely be better than me as the master, so he should kill him as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Qingyan Monk's eyes showed a murderous aura like a blade, and he decisively uttered four words: "Don't miss the opportunity."

When they were absolutely weak, there was a chance to turn the tables, and no one would miss such a good opportunity, and everyone was ready to take action.

"Wait a minute." Xu Yang suddenly stopped loudly.

After that, Xu Yang took a few steps forward and stopped in front of several people.

"Rong Lu, we are not your enemies. Your enemy is in your own body. Your 30,000 demon soldiers died a thousand years ago, and you yourself are just a half-dead person." Xu Yang said loudly.

Hearing Xu Yang's words, the demon armor warrior turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him who had turned into rolling purple mist. He seemed to hear waves of parting cries, those were the 30,000 soldiers he regarded as brothers, the yak army that had followed him all the way to fight, and the once invincible yak army.

He looked up at the empty three-story building car, the two huge bull horns used as decoration on the building car had been broken, and on the ground, there were six empty purple magic armors scattered.

"Are my 30,000 soldiers and my six deputy generals dead?" The magic armor general murmured to himself.

He, who was as strong as a beast, instantly became like a sad child, pouting, showing his teeth, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The tears flooded his vision, rushed through his nasal cavity, and flowed into his wide mouth, salty and shivering.

He hadn't cried for a long time. The saltiness of tears was both distant and familiar.

In an instant, he seemed to have returned to his childhood.

In an unknown small tribe in the Western Regions.

A child named "Ronglu" was said to be the "son of yak."

But at this time, "Ronglu" was just a child. In the tribe, the adults of other families kept their children away from Ronglu. They were afraid that Ronglu would get angry and lose his mind and hurt other people in the tribe.

"Don't play with "Ronglu". When he gets angry, wild wolves will be eaten by him."

"Ronglu, this child, should not appear in the tribe. He is a threat to everyone in the tribe."

"This child should be exiled to the mountains and let him fend for himself with the wild beasts."

"We don't play with you."

"You are a monster."

......

Adults and children are afraid of little "Ronglu". In their eyes, little Ronglu is a scourge.

"He is just a child. I hope everyone treats him well. He is a kind child and will not hurt anyone casually." Ronglu's parents and people in the tribe explained.

"Ronglu is a child of our tribe and a part of our tribe. We can't abandon him." The words of the tribal elders made Ronglu continue to stay in the tribe.

But no one of his age played with Ronglu, and the boys looked at him with hostility and fear. This made Ronglu blame himself and even feel inferior.

One morning, Ronglu came to the back mountain to herd cattle alone.

"Why am I a monster? Why is no one willing to play with me? Even my parents can't raise their heads in the tribe because of me? Am I a devil?" Ronglu shouted loudly facing the valley.

His voice echoed alone, and no one told him the answer.

Ronglu, angry, came to a huge rock.

He raised his little fist and smashed it down.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang."

Stone chips flew everywhere, and the huge rock as high as a person was beaten into a large dent by little Ronglu. The skin on his fist was scratched by the edges of the rock.

He smelled his own blood. He looked at his little fist full of blood, and his eyes suddenly became blurred. The bloodthirsty impulse in his heart made him unable to control it at such a young age.

His eyes began to become bloodshot, and he could no longer bear to stick out his tongue to taste his own blood.

"I am indeed a devil, I can't control myself. Almighty God, can you help me?" Xiao Ronglu, who only had a trace of rationality left, trembled all over and begged loudly.

Tears rushed out of his eyes, through his nasal cavity, and flowed into his wide mouth, salty and shivering.

At this moment, a shadow quietly fell behind Xiao Ronglu, it was the shadow of a person.

A big hand slapped Xiao Ronglu's shoulder with a snap.

Instantly, a powerful demon spirit power entered Xiao Ronglu's blood through his shoulder.

A calm voice said: "What's wrong with being a demon? If you want to be one, be the most powerful demon. It can make your enemies tremble, and it can make you look down on the world like a mountain."

Xiao Ronglu suddenly found that the boiling yak blood power in his body was like being poured with a basin of cold water, and it calmed down immediately.

Xiao Ronglu quickly turned his head to look, it was a man in a purple robe, and the man's face could not be seen clearly. The man's face was a rotating purple cyclone.

"You are the mountain god, right? Can the demon you mentioned protect my parents, my tribe, and my cattle?" Xiao Ronglu said with his big eyes blinking.

"The mountain god you mentioned may exist in this world, but I am not one of them. The mountain god doesn't have time to come out and save people in need. As for the demon, there is a demon in everyone's heart, doing whatever they want without any scruples. With the power of the demon, you can do whatever you want."

"So who are you?"

"I am the demon. In the Western Regions, I am the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons. You can call me the Demon Lord."

As he spoke, his expression became serious, and then he spread out his palm, revealing a pill with blood mist on the surface. He said solemnly: "I have a magic blood pill here. If you take it, you can become a demon like me, and you can freely control the violent power in your body. You will look like an ordinary child, and you will even become a hero in the village. Because you have absolute power to protect them."

"Thank you, Lord Demon." Xiao Ronglu burst into laughter, took the red pill handed over by the man with both hands, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hahaha." The man laughed.