What If I Can't Die?

These words caused the golden-haired demon prince, Liu Husheng, and the other human cultivators to cast sidelong glances at him. Their eyes revealed a wavering expression.

They had originally thought that Song Shi would die, but as soon as he said this, something unexpected seemed to happen.

At this moment, the headless corpse behind Song Shi erupted with a dense blood light. Blood suddenly squirmed at the shattered head, and a head grew out of thin air.

Xue Liting's face was pale as he smiled cruelly. "Die!"

A cold light erupted from his claws. His other hand grabbed Song Shi's body and pulled with all his might. Song Shi was directly torn apart.

He laughed sinisterly. "Are you going to die now?"

Song Shi, who only had half of his body left, turned around and took a look. He was still not flustered. He measured the other party's claws. "Your claws are a little strange."

"This is our race's Holy Weapon. It's your honor to die from it!"

Xue Liting walked up and cut off Song Shi's head with one claw. He laughed heartily. "Boss, I'll dig out his brain to serve you as food and wine later. This person's brain is very tender."

"I'm not interested. Eat it yourself."

The blond man looked at Liu Husheng and company. "Take care of them."

"Run!"

Liu Husheng retreated without hesitation.

"Hehe, can you run away?"

A green light was much faster than him. In a blink, when there were still afterimages on the way, it repelled them with a bang. The entire dilapidated temple collapsed from the aftershock!

The five of them dodged in a panic. When they stood still again, they were already blocked by the demons.

They were all cornered. Their expressions were gloomy and their moods were terrible.

They understood that even if it was a one-on-one battle, they would not have much confidence in escaping tonight, let alone nine against five.

The rain continued to fall, drenching everyone in the blink of an eye.

"You guys deal with it. I used up a lot of energy to restore my injuries just now. Let's talk about it after I eat this guy."

Xue Liting retracted his palm and was about to enjoy the broken heart in his hand when Song Shi turned into a burst of light and disappeared.

His pupils constricted violently as he watched Song Shi's corpse disappear without a trace. His gaze could not help but turn gloomy.

The other demon geniuses who were about to kill Liu Husheng and the others also sensed it. When they turned around and saw that Xue Liting's hand was empty, they teased him.

Shi Fei, who had a pair of wings on his body and was covered in green scales, teased, "Xue Liting, you've misjudged again. You worked hard just to kill a clone."

Xue Liting maintained the posture of opening his mouth to eat. He raised his head stiffly and clenched his claws with all his might, making cracking sounds. "Damn rat, he actually escaped!"

"I didn't run away!"

Song Shi's voice sounded strangely as he appeared out of thin air above the collapsed temple. He was standing on a broken Buddha head, and it was unknown where this temple was.

Many pairs of eyes looked over at him. Their attitudes towards him, which were originally judging him, had turned serious at this moment.

They knew very well how powerful Xue Liting's demonic claw was. Furthermore, it was an unexpected attack. It was already unbelievable that this person was still alive.

Song Shi crossed his arms and clicked his tongue in wonder as he looked at Xue Liting. "You can still revive after having your head blown up. Your vitality is very strong. I'm interested in your cultivation technique."

He had already sensed that Xue Liting's abilities were very similar to the Blood Refinement Sect's methods. They should both belong to the blood path. In that case, he might have a chance to obtain a breakthrough regarding the Blood Transformation Technique.

Even if he couldn't, the other party's ability to recover after his dog head was blown apart was worth learning and studying.

Song Shi's gaze made Xue Liting feel extremely humiliated.

Not only did this person escape his sneak attack, but he also dared to spy on the divine power of the Blood Demon Clan. If he did not kill him today, he would be a joke in this team.

"You human cultivators like to rely on external objects to use a substitute to die. Let's see how many more substitutes you have after dodging the fatal blow!"

Xue Liting thought that he had seen through Song Shi's methods. He looked down on Song Shi for relying on external forces while finding an excuse for his mistake. A cold light flashed on his claws as his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

On the dilapidated temple, Xue Liting appeared behind Song Shi and used a similar method to grab Song Shi's heart.

"They all like to fight but don't like to talk. How annoying!"

Song Shi shook his head and disappeared from the Buddha's head first. Beside Xue Liting, a palm imprint that contained fire descended like a hot knife through butter.

"What, he's faster than me!"

Xue Liting, who had been counterattacked, was shocked. At the same time, he realized that the other party had mobilized a large amount of Nomological power, and the scorching Sacred Sun Flame had landed on him first.

"Ah!"

The Blood Demons were most afraid of flames, especially the Sun Sacred Flame. In their haste, they only had time to cross their demonic claws to block it.

There was a loud bang.

Xue Liting fell to the ground like a rag. Peng, peng, peng!

He shot diagonally on the ground a few times, like a rubber ball, smashing holes in the ground.

The impact of the body was nothing. The key was the flames that engulfed it. The obvious burning sound was enough to make one's teeth hurt.

"Ah, stop the fire!"

Xue Liting was writhing on the ground in pain. Not only was he enveloped in flames outside, but Song Shi had also injected a large amount of destructive flames into his body. All the blood in his body was evaporating.

What answered him was a foot. As the ground sank, Xue Liting fell into it. Song Shi stepped on Xue Liting's chest and a mountain-like pressure descended, forcefully suppressing him.

The Nomological power in Song Shi's body surged like a volcano. The surging explosive power made the expressions of the others change. They did not understand how he still had such rich Dharmic powers.

"Come, tell me if your divine power can undergo the Blood Transformation Technique?"

Xue Liting endured the pain of being burned by the flames and roared with difficulty, "Boss, help me!"

Swoosh!

A slender green saber appeared beside Song Shi. The sharp aura had already split the air into two. The brilliant saber beam carried an irresistible aura, wanting to split everything in front of it into two.

The one who attacked was the Winged Demon Saint. His speed was extremely fast, causing the cyan saber in his hand to have an even more terrifying cutting power. With a flash of the saber, it sliced through Song Shi's head in the blink of an eye.

Terrifying saber qi poured out, cutting off a layer of the ground opposite him. More saber qi poured into Song Shi's body, destroying his Nascent Soul and Primordial Spirit.

Song Shi's head was sent flying by the blood. He fell to the ground and stopped breathing.

"That easy?"

The latter landed beside Xue Liting suspiciously.

When this person was first ambushed by the boss's stone, his defense was not bad. Why was it not difficult for him to hack him?

He even had the illusion that this person seemed to have deliberately exposed his neck for him to cut.

Impossible. Even a fool wouldn't send his neck out to be chopped by a knife. This was purely having a death wish.

"Shi Fei, your saber technique seems to have improved a lot."

The Evil Devil Woman winked at him in a flirtatious manner. The two of them seemed to be having an affair.

"It's not that simple. The fire on Liting hasn't stopped!"

The golden-haired devil son took a step forward and grabbed at Xue Liting with his palm. A golden vortex appeared out of thin air and formed a devouring power that actually devoured the flames.

Xue Liting's charred body appeared, emitting the fragrance of meat. This made the burly man, who was ten feet tall, drool.

He smiled honestly. "It smells so good, Xue Liting. Anyway, you can restore your own flesh and blood. How about letting me taste your roasted meat?"

"Big fool, how dare you!"

Xue Liting got up in agitation and spewed fire from his mouth. "Damn it, this is the first time I've been burned so badly. I feel like my demon blood is about to be burned away!"

"Boss, what the hell!"

Shi Fei, who had killed Song Shi, had been paying attention to Song Shi's situation. The blood on the other party's severed neck had not spewed out for long. The ground had not even been dyed red before he disappeared.

"As expected of the Holy Son. His bloodline power is powerful. He can still move after being hit by so many extreme Yang flames in his body. If it were a Soul Transformation cultivator, they would most likely explode."

Song Shi appeared at the side. He was unharmed and looked satisfied.

Another Devil Son had killed him. It was a good chance for him to draw the lottery.

And the fact that he hadn't died twice already made the nine Devil Sons and Daughter started to feel heavy-hearted and pressured.

"Looks like the Land Of Extinction has devoured quite a fellow this time."

The golden-haired devil son laughed instead. "I'm interested in killing you now."

He, who had not attacked Song Shi, held the golden vortex in his hand and instantly appeared in front of Song Shi. He used the golden vortex to attack his Dantian.

This method of having no descendants had already proven that he wanted to kill Song Shi as soon as possible.

With a chuckle, the Six Paths of Reincarnation phenomenon revolved around his body. Invincible rushed out aggressively and punched the golden vortex.

The power that could shatter everything surged over and tore apart a portion of Song Shi's fist strength. Then, the fist and palm collided. With a bang, the two of them trembled and retreated at the same time.

Most importantly, the blond man retreated even more. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage in a head-on collision.

"All of you can come at me together. It's so boring to come one by one."

Song Shi beckoned with his hand. He wanted to fight nine people at once.