I saw him waving his hand, and dark magic cannons appeared in front of me one after another. The rows of dark barrels were frightening to see.
Hua Bai said in surprise: "Boss, I thought you were on drugs and wanted to fight him hand to hand, but I didn't expect you to cheat. This is so unfair!"
Zhuo Yifan curled his lips and said: "These two guys are not good people. They have cheated on me so many times. How can I be worthy of myself if I don't cheat on them once?"
As he spoke, the valley began to shake. The Great Elder spurted out blood essence and activated the Sky-Suppressing Tower to the maximum limit.
"Boss, hurry up, I can't stand it any longer. No, the power of the Sky-Suppressing Tower has been activated beyond its limit, the formation collapsed, and he's about to come out."
Hua Bai exclaimed.
"Zhuo Yifan, you bastard, you dare to plot against our brothers, I will kill you."
The first elder's eyes were blood red, just like the previous second elder, who rushed out of the valley with a crazy look.
He kicked away the huge boulders along the way, and directly smashed into a highway.
Zhuo Yifan had some free time and said relaxedly: "Impulse is the devil! Haven't you heard of this sentence?"
"Boss, seize the opportunity, I can only freeze him for a second." Hua Bai also stopped joking and said solemnly.
"Don't worry, no one can withstand nine consecutive bombardments." Zhuo Yifan is quite confident in the Dark Magic Cannon. After all, he has personally experienced its power. There is no one in the lower world who can withstand nine attacks.
The great elder was completely immersed in the pain of losing his brother and was blinded by hatred. Especially when he saw Zhuo Yifan standing on the hillside with his hands behind his back and looking very calm, his whole body exploded.
, directly used the Sky-Suppressing Tower as a weapon, and charged in rampantly.
Zhuo Yifan had a smile on his face and remained motionless, but the dark magic cannon beside him was aimed at the elder and fired brazenly.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The Great Elder felt the terrifying aura of the Dark Magic Cannon and suddenly became more awake, subconsciously trying to dodge.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that the world had changed, and the void seemed to be solidified, directly fixing him.
The great elder broke out in a cold sweat.
If he were in a normal place, it would take at least a little effort to break the confinement in the space, but at this moment, the dark magic cannon had completely locked onto him, giving him no time at all.
"Zhuo Yifan, you despicable villain, you will not die a good death."
Only now did the great elder realize that he had fallen into Zhuo Yifan's trap.
Zhuo Yifan deliberately angered himself just for this moment.
One after another, dark magic cannons bombarded him.
The first beam of light directly tore through his external defense, causing him to suffer moderate injuries. It was shocking that it could reach this level.
But unfortunately, there are still second, third, and ninth shells behind.
These cannonballs are attached with a trace of Zhuo Yifan's spiritual thoughts, which are more flexible than flying swords. After locking on the target, they will not stop until death.
What's even more frightening is that although he has many means of saving his life, at this moment he is imprisoned by Hua Bai using the Gate of Hell, unable to move and can only be beaten passively.
Nine bombardments were fired, all of which were unprecedentedly successful.
Even a demon would probably be seriously injured, let alone a real demon.
"Hahaha, it's so cool. It turns out that the Dark Magic Cannon can be used like this. After forming a large formation, it will be even more powerful!"
Zhuo Yifan was immersed in his discovery and very excited, but he didn't realize that Hua Bai had disappeared.
The great elder in the distance had half of his body missing. He died in an extremely tortured and miserable manner, with his soul completely destroyed.
At the same time, in the palace of the second largest demon king in the upper world, the young man in charge of managing the life cards let out a terrified scream, turned around and ran away.
"Stop, don't you know where this is? How unbecoming is it to be so flustered?"
As soon as the boy ran to the backyard, he was stopped by a middle-aged man who looked like a butler.
"Sir Zhao Wen, something serious has happened. We must report it to the young master immediately." The young man was also anxious at this moment. This was a major matter that the young master had told him. If the report was late, the young master would become angry and his own life would not be saved.
Everyone in the Tiantian Demon King's Mansion knows that the little demon king Zhao Tuntian has a very bad temper and kills people at every turn.
"What exactly happened? Can you tell me first? The young master is in seclusion to meditate. Who dares to disturb him at this time? Even if the young master doesn't kill him, the ancestor will kill him." The steward said coldly.
"It's like this. The life cards of the two adults, Zhao Wenwu and Zhao Wencheng, who were sent to the lower realm to protect the young lady, were shattered just now." The boy said in a trembling voice, not daring to raise his head to look at Zhao Wen.
"You...what did you say? Wen Cheng and Wen Wu's life cards were broken?" Zhao Wen couldn't believe his ears. He staggered, and then sternly said: "If you dare to lie, your whole family will be killed."
"Master Zhao Wen, how dare I lie to you? This is absolutely true." The boy was sweating like rain, but he knew that as a housekeeper, Zhao Wen was actually more terrifying than the little devil.
Usually the little devil disdains dealing with these low-level people. Almost everything in the house is arranged by Butler Zhao Wen.
What frightened him even more was that the owner of the two broken life tablets was the son of the housekeeper in front of him!
Zhao Wen was heartbroken. As a father and son, he felt distressed and had a premonition that something was going to happen, so he prepared to come and take a look. He didn't expect to hear such bad news as soon as he arrived.
No matter where you are or what family you are, there will always be such a sect ancestral hall, which is generally one of the most important places for the family.
In the front, the ancestors who have passed away in the past dynasties are enshrined, while in the backyard, the life tablets of all direct descendants are secretly placed.
Every member of the direct line has such a life card. As long as the subject is not dead, the life card will be safe and sound.
If the owner dies, the life card will explode.
Zhao Wen held two broken life tablets blankly, tears streaming down his face.
Being a monk is not easy, and giving birth is even more difficult.
Especially in the fiercely competitive and cruel real demon world, it is very difficult to raise your own heirs.
Originally, there was no need to send them down for a task like protecting the eldest lady, but Zhao Wen used his power to forcefully send the two brothers down to the lower realm.
One is to show goodwill to the little devil and consolidate the relationship, and the other is to hunt for treasure in the secret realm.
But now, the two people's life cards were broken one after another, which really made him unbelievable.
Because their own strength and the treasures they brought were enough to protect themselves.
Who is it?
Who is it?
Could it be that some powerful person from the upper realm personally came down to earth and killed them?
Zhao Wen's eyes flashed with two fierce lights: "No matter who you are, if you kill my child, you and I will fight to the death in the Three Realms."
Zhao Wen is the steward of the Palace of the Devouring Demon King, the second largest force in the real demon world. He is extremely powerful. Few people in the three realms dare to oppose him. When he gave the order, a large number of masters immediately gathered to prepare for the lower world to capture the murderer and save his son's life.