The originally skinny hunchbacked old man's muscles and bones grew rapidly.

He was 1.6 meters tall, and in a breath, he became 1.8 meters tall, and he was still growing.

His skinny body was quickly filled with exploding muscles, and even his skin was forcibly torn.

His hunched back became straight, and the whole person looked unusually burly.

In just a few seconds, the hunchbacked old man had completely changed.

His huge body of nearly two meters, his muscles bulged, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he was extremely terrifying.

If the hunchbacked old man was a skinny wild cat before, then now, he has completely turned into a ferocious tiger.

At this moment, the hunchbacked old man was surrounded by black air, his face was ferocious and cruel, and he looked like a Shura who walked out of hell.

"What a wonderful taste!"

After swallowing the dead air and resentment around him, the hunchbacked old man licked his lips with satisfaction.

The Heaven Devouring Demonic Art was his trump card, which he never used easily.

Because every time he used it, his life span would be reduced to a certain extent.

But this time, in order to complete the task, he could not care about these.

Of course, the method of using his own life span as a medium to devour the dead air to improve his skills can make him extremely powerful in a short period of time.

Now he has the strength of an Ultimate Grandmaster.

Although it can only last for an incense stick of time, it is more than enough to deal with the gray-clothed old man.

"Evil demon! You should be killed!"

Looking at the hunchbacked old man who had changed a lot, the gray-clothed old man's face became more indifferent, and his murderous intent was not concealed.

He naturally knew that the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art was a very evil magic cult technique.

It is necessary to sacrifice the dead to improve the skills. The more people die around, the stronger the skills.

Many years ago, a big demon practiced the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art and caused a catastrophe in the martial arts world.

It was his senior brother Zhang Xuanji who personally killed this big devil.

Now that he has met the inheritor of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art, he will naturally not be merciful.

"Want to kill me? It depends on whether you have the ability!" The hunchbacked old man smiled evilly.

"Thunder method!"

The gray-clothed old man didn't waste any words and raised his hand to slap.

A purple lightning shot out and hit the hunchbacked old man's chest.

The hunchbacked old man did not dodge or evade, and punched out. The death energy around him gathered into a black spear, which collided with the purple lightning.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The purple lightning dissipated, and the black spear was also blown to pieces.

The two sides fought against each other, and no one got the upper hand.

"Huh?"

The gray-clothed old man frowned, a little surprised.

Thunder method is specifically used to restrain some evil means. I didn't expect that it would not have a suppressing effect in front of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. It was really strange.

"How is it? Are you surprised?"

The hunchbacked old man grinned and said, "To tell you the truth, when my master died in the hands of Zhang Xuanji, I was on guard against your Longhu Mountain. I have improved the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art and I am not afraid of your thunder magic at all. Today, I want to avenge my master and destroy your Longhu Mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hunchbacked old man's body suddenly exploded and turned into three black skulls, which crashed into it from three directions.

These three black skulls all carried a strong aura of death. When they flew, their speed was extremely fast, and their trajectories were erratic, making it difficult to predict.

The gray-clothed old man did not dare to be arrogant and clapped his hands three times in a row.

Three purple lightning bolts hit the three skulls respectively.

However, just when the purple lightning was about to hit, the three skulls suddenly changed direction in the air, narrowly avoided the lightning bombardment, and then crashed into the gray-clothed old man's golden light spell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The moment they touched the golden light, the three skulls exploded on the spot, turning into surging black death energy, wrapping the gray-clothed old man in it.

Soon, a strange scene happened.

The originally indestructible golden light, after being wrapped by the black death energy, actually made a "sizzling" sound, accompanied by the green smoke emitted after the golden light was corroded.

This scene made the gray-clothed old man's eyelids jump.

He never thought that the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art could actually restrain the Golden Light Spell.

He could clearly feel that the black death energy was drilling into him through the golden light.

Once it penetrated into his body, with the special power of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, it would probably drain his vitality.

"Demon Suppression Talisman!"

The gray-clothed old man did not dare to hesitate, and raised his hand to throw out three golden talisman papers.

The golden talisman papers rotated rapidly above his head, gathered into a formation, and turned into a golden bell.

"Suppress!"

The gray-clothed old man made seals with his hands and controlled the golden bell to press down suddenly.

"Boom~!"

The moment the golden bell fell, it directly defeated the death energy around the gray-clothed old man and provided him with a second layer of protection.

However, the black death energy did not show any fear and began to hit the golden bell continuously, trying to break through the obstruction.

"Turn!"

The gray-clothed old man made seals again, and the golden bell on his body began to rotate rapidly, and the surrounding black death energy was all involved.

The golden bell turned faster and faster and gradually rose into the air.

Those black death energy were pulled by the vortex inside the golden bell and could not break free.

"Seal!"

The gray-clothed old man made seals with his hands again, and the golden bell began to shrink rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it became only the size of a fist.

Then, the gray-clothed old man threw out another talisman and stuck it to the bottom of the golden bell, sealing all the black death energy.

The next second, the golden bell fell to the ground and returned to calm.

The hunchbacked old man and the black death energy had all disappeared.

To be precise, they were all sealed in the golden bell.

"Huh..."

When the dust settled, the gray-clothed old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The guy who could practice the Heaven Devouring Demon Art was indeed not an ordinary person. Fortunately, there was a magic talisman to suppress him, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with him.

"Return!"

The gray-clothed old man stretched out his hand and the golden bell on the ground floated up and fell into his palm.

However, just when the gray-clothed old man was a little relaxed.

The golden bell in his palm suddenly exploded with a "bang", and a large amount of black death energy, like a hellish devil, gushed out instantly and poured into the gray-clothed old man's body from the seven orifices.

The gray-clothed old man's face changed drastically, and it was too late to stop it. - Marinien