"Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

Liu Zhengyang asked himself that he had a little bit of vision and said confidently: "Although he has not known Zhong Qinglei for a long time and even fought as soon as he met, I roughly understand his character and he would not do that. Moreover, he has no reason to do that."

After saying that, Liu Zhengyang completely removed the defense of the immortal power and shouted to Zhong Qinglei: "Come on, let me feel what is special about the legendary demonic energy entering the body."

Zhong Qinglei looked at Liu Zhengyang blankly, and he really couldn't believe that Liu Zhengyang believed him so easily.

This is a bet on your own life!

He asked himself, if he were Liu Zhengyang, he would never have done such a thing.

But he is not a pretentious person. Since Liu Zhengyang has expressed his attitude, he has no nonsense. While instilling the demonic energy into Liu Zhengyang's body, he reminded him: "I am weak now and my control is not very good. If you feel wrong, tell me immediately."

Although some of his strength was restored with the help of Liu Zhengyang's pills, Zhong Qinglei's condition was still not good.

It was natural that his control over the demonic energy was not as good as when he was in full swing.

Especially from the pain that the demonic energy needs to experience when entering the body, it can be seen that the demonic energy is far less powerful than the power of the immortal way, and it will cause greater harm to the human body.

Liu Zhengyang frowned and asked, "Then can we wait until you recover completely? There is no need to rush for a moment."

"I don't care, but your companions and family seem to be unhappy." Zhong Qinglei laughed generously: "If I return to my fullest state, they will be more worried that I will hurt you. Instead, I don't seem that threatening now."

While speaking, Zhong Qinglei had already instilled a demonic energy into Liu Zhengyang's body.

After beginning to instill demonic energy, Zhong Qinglei's expression became solemn and he didn't dare to say a word.

Liu Zhengyang stared at Zhong Qinglei's movements without blinking, and was also very nervous.

The moment the demonic energy entered his body, Liu Zhengyang suddenly felt thousands of fine needles penetrated into his body. As long as the demonic energy reached, a severe stinging sensation would spread every inch of his flesh and blood, making him seriously doubt whether someone was dissecting his body.

Even with his spirit, he was tough and could not help but feel so painful that his head was covered in cold sweat.

His teeth were clenched tightly, and the roots had already started to bleed. It was difficult for him to suppress his urge to scream.

He didn't want Qi Tianfang, Xiao Duomi and others to worry.

However, the painful expressions were already abundant on his face, so how could it be easily avoided?

Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi couldn't help but show a look of worry.

"Dad, are you okay? Why don't we give up cultivating demons?"

"Sect Master, Senior Sister is right. You are already strong enough, and there is no need to take the risk of practicing the demonic path. Moreover, if we continue to walk on the path of immortal path, we can also become extremely powerful. There is really no need to bet on your life."

Liu Zhengyang silently endured the pain of the demonic energy entering his body. Where can he still have the mood to answer Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi?

Just enduring the piercing pain had exhausted all his energy.

Fortunately, as the sting continued, his body seemed to gradually begin to adapt.
Chapter completed!