Swain fell into sleep because the pure heavenly power greatly hurt his body.
Although the Nuwa Stone fixed her body, her mind was still sleeping.
No one knew that under Swain's tightly closed eyelids, a pair of Sharingan were spinning like crazy.
The flame mark on his forehead was flashing with dark red light from time to time.
Qingwei and the others kept putting spiritual energy into him, but in the end, they shook their heads with a sigh.
"The friend's body is fine now, but for some reason, his soul just won't wake up."
Xu Changqing was also worried, "Yes, this situation is really rare. Logically speaking, the Nuwa Stone can fix all kinds of injuries, but why is this happening? Could it be that Senior is traveling in the void and doesn't want to come back?"
The old man Qingwei shook his head with a smile, "From what I see, this friend is definitely not that kind of person."
In fact, that was indeed the case.
Swain was talking to someone in a dream.
This person's name is Xing, from Qixia Town…
Ahem.
This person is the Lord of the Six Realms, the Heavenly Emperor.
You couldn't tell if the Heavenly Emperor was happy or angry, he just asked Swain casually, "You, a little guy who's not even a True Immortal, are actually stealing my Six Realms? You have some nerve."
Swain regretted it so much that his guts turned green. Why did he have to touch the Tongtian Stone? Well, this time he let the fully equipped enemy find him stealing his base. He's going to die.
"Um, Heavenly Emperor…" After thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say, so he just spread his hands, "Forget it, do whatever you want."
He thought of almost every possible way, but it seemed he really had no way to fight against this Lord of the Six Realms.
The Heavenly Emperor suddenly smiled. Xing Butou's face looked very strange.
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
Swain sighed, "Hey, you hit me like this through the Tongtian Stone. What can I do?"
The Heavenly Emperor laughed heartily, "I like you, kid. If you have the ability to take over the Six Realms, I'd be happy to be free."
Swain couldn't believe his ears, "Are you serious?"
"The Heavenly Emperor doesn't make mistakes! I exist under the Dao. Whether you are the Dao or it is, there's no difference to me. I'd also be happy to have a Dao master with his own thoughts in charge."
"Awesome."
The Heavenly Emperor poured cold water on him, "The premise is that you can defeat the Demon Lord Chonglou."
Swain asked cautiously, "What do you mean by that?"
"I'll give you a little help. You look too much like Chonglou, and Heavenly Realm's barriers won't let you in."
The Heavenly Emperor flicked his finger, and a ball of golden light entered Swain's soul.
Swain slowly opened his eyes.
Their eyes met. The old man Qingwei looked at him.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?! We're not that close, no, we're not close at all. Why are you trying to kiss me?"
Xu Changqing couldn't help but say, "Senior Hu, no, the Sect Leader just wants to sense your soul."
"Okay, I believe you then."
Boom!
A loud noise greatly changed his expression, "Demon Locking Tower!"
Swain's eyes lit up, Demon Lord Chonglou!
"Fellow Daoist Qingwei, wait for me, let's go together!"
Spreading his wings, he soared straight up. At this time, the Demon Lord Chonglou had already broken the Demon Locking Tower and taken out the Demon Sword.
"Qingwei, you go catch the demons, I'll take care of him."
Swain blocked the Demon Lord's view. Chonglou wanted to kill this person with one strike, but when he saw his face, he was stunned.
"Who are you, you scoundrel, daring to impersonate me."
Demon Lord Chonglou himself was also a crow, but because he was a Demon Lord, he had a pair of horns.
He had a burly figure and red hair, wildly scattered over his shoulders.
There was also a red flame mark on his forehead.
Except for the size, Swain really looked a lot like him.
"Demon Lord, do you dare to fight me!"
Swain was also a little nervous inside. He was betting that he could use his full strength in the Demon Realm with the Demon Lord's permission.
Chonglou began to laugh loudly "Hahahaha! You too? With your little skill, you want to die? Then I'll grant your wish."
As he was about to make a move, Swain shouted, "Wait!!! Not here, I ask you, do you dare to fight me at my full strength!"
Demon Lord Chonglou smiled grandly, "Good! It's the first time someone has asked me if I 'dare'."
"If you let me use my full power in the Demon Realm, I'll show you what real power is."
"Okay, if you can't satisfy me today, I'll let you die without a whole body!"
Demon Lord Chonglou smiled again, raised his hand, and Swain felt his body was out of control. When he reacted, he was already in the Demon Realm, with Moryo Moryo everywhere.
"In this world, I release the restrictions on you, use your full power!"
As the Demon Lord's voice just fell, Namikaze Minato in Swain's eyes cheered excitedly, "Swain-sama! This world has almost no suppression on you."
"Damn it, I've been held back for so long, finally I can do it. Sage Art! Wood Release: World of Flowering Trees! Top Transformed Buddha! Susanoo Armor!"
This time it was the Ninja God versus the Demon Lord.
Swain's momentum gradually increased. The Demon Lord's pair of scarlet eyes shone brightly.
His martial arts fanatic persona wasn't fake. The only reason he kept his promise to Feipeng was because Feipeng was equal to him.
What about Kakashi?
"Hahaha! That's how it should be!"
With his dual blades out, he didn't attack Swain's main body, but slashed at the incoming Wood Release giant hands.
He was enjoying the battle.
The Susanoo Armor was unstoppable, and Demon Lord Chonglou was like a lawnmower, moving freely.
"Damn it!" Swain cursed. The power gap was too big, and large ninjutsu became a burden instead.
"Eight Gates Release! Evening Elephant!"
With the Eight Gates fully opened, red steam began to float. A red dragon head formed by air pressure rushed straight toward Chonglou's dual blades.
"Good! Devil's Mark! Not enough! Not enough! Your power is too weak. I can sense you have another move, use it!"
Swain gritted his teeth. The Demon Lord was too terrifying. It felt like facing a giant rock as a human, unmoving.
"Let's gamble. Drunken Fist!"
Who says you can't use Drunken Fist without drinking alcohol!?
The Evening Elephant dragon suddenly grew larger and more solid, clashing with Demon Lord Chonglou.
After a minute, Demon Lord Chonglou seemed to be bored and yawned. "You're far worse than Feipeng."
Bang!
Swain flew away, his meridians broken.
A few wandering ghosts went forward to bite him, but were slapped away by the Demon Lord.
"You also rule a world alone, you shouldn't be this weak. I'll give you time. Maybe you can fight me one day."
Chonglou raised his hand, and Swain's injuries were instantly healed.
His physique was even stronger.
"I advise you, it's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. You have a treasure-like eyes, develop them well, I'll be waiting for you."
After saying this, Chonglou, carrying his Demon Sword, headed straight for Yuzhou City with Swain.
Swain smiled bitterly to himself. Was he really that far behind?
He possessed an entire Ninja world, but he was still so easily defeated.
But what did Chonglou mean by treasure-like eyes?
How did he know? Truly terrifying.
It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others… it's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others...
He learned spear techniques and moves from the Shushan's martial arts library, but he didn't seem to use them this time.
I think I understand.
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