Li Mangshan got angry. After a sniff, the nine people changed their faces and stopped saying a word.
In fact, they are used to fighting on weekdays, and they have not experienced the painful environment before, so they look much more relaxed.
Others couldn't feel relaxed and even felt like they wanted to cry.
Li Yunxiao said: "You have just come out of Xuanli Island and have to go to Yanwu City to comprehend the rules of the ten directions. But now there are very few people, so I have worked hard for you for the time being. When people are assigned, I will send someone to pick you up immediately."
Li Mangshan hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "It should be. Leader Yun should not listen to their nonsense. I will let them stay here for the rest of their lives."
The nine people showed their crying faces, looking honest.
Li Yunxiao and others waved their hands and left lonely, leaving only ten bleak figures in the sky.
Inside the Demon Realm, in a deep pool.
With a "bang", the water exploded again, even more violent than before. All the water vapor evaporated dry instantly and turned into nothingness.
Di Jia rushed up with a gloomy face and landed on a mountain top. He looked at the deep pool coldly, his face extremely ugly.
"Who is it?!"
Di Jiali shouted, looking into the void, as if he had noticed someone.
"Haha, Lord Demon, don't be fine."
A white figure slowly appeared from the void, with a smile on his lips, and he quietly looked at Dijia.
This person's pupils were light blue, like a pool of clear water, bottomless.
Dijia shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you? I don't seem to know you, right?"
The figure smiled and said, "I have been sealed for 100,000 years, and my memory is incomplete, so it is normal for me to forget about me. I am now half a demon, just call me a home."
"House? Half of the demon?"
Di Jia Ning said, "So, you are not a demon before?"
Tora smiled and said, "The things that happened before were too long, and I forgot it."
Diga snorted coldly, "It's good to forget it, so as not to have a good memory and live too tiring."
Dijia pointed to the pool and said coldly: "You took away what I left here?"
Dora smiled silently, tapped his head with his fingers, and said, "It's too long, I've forgotten it."
"Forgot? It seems that I have to remember you well!"
Di Jia's face turned cold, and he soared from the top of the mountain. His five fingers grabbed the void. The Ahan Bone Slaying Knife slowly pulled out, emitting endless magical intentions.
Tuo glanced at the knife, showed a look of desire, licked his lips, and smiled, "Six Demon Soldiers, I have never thought that it will be in your hands for 100,000 years. It is really a weapon for loyal ministers."
"Oh, it seems you are very interested in this magic soldier."
Dijia raised his sword and admired it in front of him. Suddenly, without saying a word, teleported to the front of the house and slashed it suddenly!
The man's hands were empty, but he raised his hand and grabbed the demon soldier!
"furious!"
Dijia was furious. For millions of years, no one dared to take away the demon soldiers. It was simply incredible and unheard of, "Are you a madman or a fool?"
"laugh!"
Ahan's bone-cutting knife fell and directly cut off Hu's entire arm.
"Hahaha, what a knife, it's really a good knife!"
Not only was he not in pain, he laughed even more excitedly, stretched out his red tongue and licked his lips, staring at the knife tightly.
"Since you like it so much, I will use this knife to send you back!"
The light of Dijia's sword flashed and slashed horizontally, directly at Hu's head.
A strange grin appeared on Du's face, he gently stepped back and made a gesture with one hand.
Ahan's knife fell down, slashed into the house's body, and penetrated through it.
Suddenly, a formation pattern appeared at the edge of the knife on the body of the house. The formation pattern rotated and gathered towards the knife.
"This formation...!"
Di Jia suddenly trembled all over and screamed, "Who are you?!"
He suddenly drew his sword and was about to retreat.
But it was too late, Hu's remaining arm grabbed it, and his five fingers were like claws, pinching them into Dika's shoulders, preventing him from leaving.
Di Jia was extremely anxious and hurriedly recited the magic trick, transformed into three heads and six arms, and a true demon giant appeared behind him, with six arms pinching tricks.
The man's face was full of grin, and he was muttering something. Behind him, a giant spirit slowly gathered, with the same three-headed and six-armed Dharma image.
"No! Impossible!"
Dijia looked at the Dharma image and felt inexplicably scared in his heart, as if his mind was lost in an instant.
"Nothing in this world is impossible."
Ho looked at him coldly and said, "The two magical powers of true magic and true magical body were originally born with the Six Paths of Demon Soldiers. It is not only your Demon Lord Emperor who can possess them, but I can also have them!"
The Dharma body behind Hu started to make gestures and blasted forward.
Two giant spirits fought in the sky, and the magic lights scattered and shot in all directions, shaking the sky and the earth.
The two of them seemed to be incomparable, but Dika was anxious inside. Because he knew that Hu's strength was still above him, it seemed to be evenly matched at this moment because Hu put a lot of energy on the Ahan Bone Sword Knife!
The Ahan Bone-Slaying Knife seemed to be under magic and continued to penetrate into the body of the house.
Dika couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, as if he fell into an abyss. He clearly felt that his control over Ahan's sword was getting weaker and weaker.
"Haha, it seems that the rumors are true!"
Hu laughed wildly, and his eyes became bluer due to excitement. "It is said that the Six Paths of Demon Soldiers are spiritless things. They must use their bodies to sacrificial weapons to turn themselves into the spirit of the Demon Soldiers in order to communicate with the Demon Soldiers and become the master of the Demon Soldiers!"
"Oh, no, I was wrong. I should be the slave of the demon soldiers!"
Hu laughed proudly and said, "Because the highest rule in the world represented by the Heavenly Holy Artifact is even transformed by rules, the Heavenly Holy Artifact cannot be controlled by the spirits in the world. Only by sacrificing the weapon and becoming a slave of the weapon, or the spirit of the weapon, can we truly control and exert the maximum power of the Heavenly Holy Artifact! Am I right? Bei Jinghong, the king of the Western Regions!"
At the end of the day, Hu said, his eyes turned out to be far away.
Di Jia was slightly shocked, and everything Hu said was true, which made him feel extremely uneasy. This kind of uneasiness had never been sealed by the powerful people in the Tianwu Realm back then.
Because as long as the Heavenly Holy Artifact is present, he will not die.
Because he is the spirit of the Heavenly Holy Artifact!
Once he dies, the Six Paths of Demon Soldiers will open the entrance to the Demon World in the Heavenly Martial Realm, allowing the two worlds to continue to merge.
Therefore, the strong men in the Tianwu Realm had no choice but to divide and suppress him.
But now, he suddenly felt the threat of death, because this is the Demon Realm. If he dies in the Demon Realm, the Demon Soldiers will not react.
The person in front of him not only has the power to kill him, but also has the technique of subduing demon soldiers.
The array around Ahan Bone Slaying Knife is the array of body sacrificial tools!
By casting the formation, Hu is turning himself into the spirit of the Ahan Bone Slashing Sword, thus snatching the Ahan Bone Slashing Sword!
In the sky not far away, under the slight waves, Bei Jinghong appeared, his eyes also showed panic, and his eyes looked at Hu became extremely frightened, "You...you are..."
Tora grinned and said, "Hehe, it's still my old friend who hasn't forgotten me."
Bei Jinghong took out the golden wheel of the Dharma Tree vigilantly, protected him, and gritted his teeth and said, "It's indeed you! The Lord of the Earth, Zhuo Kun!"
"What?!"
Dijia trembled all over. He looked at the person in front of him and seemed to remember something.
Ten thousand years ago, in the battle between the two realms, one of the four great king realms in the Tianwu Realm, the Lord of the Earth Realm!
Dijia gritted his teeth and said, "How could you come to the demon world? And you have deified yourself!"
Tora smiled and said, "This is a long story."
He flashed his face with a look of memorial, and said, "But I am so excited now that I don't have the heart to talk about the past. Lord Demon Lord, you are one of the best beings in ancient and modern times. Now you are about to be destroyed. What do you think?"
"I think of your sister! I want to kill me, I'll be in my next life!"
Di Jia roared angrily, and all his magic power was poured into Ahan's sword. At the same time, he made four arms behind him, trying to summon other demon soldiers again.
Zhuo Kun smiled faintly and said, "With your strength, you can no longer call out the second demon soldier, and I can only digest one for the time being, so don't be futile."
His light blue eyes flashed, and Di Jia was in a blue light, and the evil energy condensed continued to dissipate.
"Yellow Spring Nether Fire?!"
Di Jia was shocked and shouted: "You are already a member of the demon clan, why can you still use this kind of power of the Heavenly Martial Realm?!"
Bei Jinghong was also very frightened. With a quick decision, he sacrificed the golden wheel of the Dharma tree with a "clang" and turned into a huge flying slash of several acres and left.
"Bang!"
A very powerful force of energy came and hit the golden wheel, shaking it away.
Bei Jinghong looked in panic and shouted, "Who is it?!"
The spiritual consciousness did not notice anyone, but the sense of smell made him smell a faint fragrance.
Suddenly, he found that just under his eyelids, more than 30 feet ahead, a woman was standing coldly, looking at him with a sneer.
Bei Jinghong's face was twisted so hard that his body couldn't help but tremble.
The woman was there quietly, but he could not sense it at all, proving that the other party's strength was far above him!
Bei Jinghong said two words with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said, "Demon Lord!"
The woman nodded and said, "The Lord of Yuan tribe, Yuan."
It was considered a self-introduction, and it seemed very polite, but Yuan's eyes revealed a lot of disdain and indifference, as if she was looking at a dead person.
Bei Jinghong said angrily: "Zhuo Kun, you were the leader of the Tianwu Realm back then, but you were willing to fall into a demon and collude with the demon clan Demon Lord!"
"Ha ha!"
Zhuo Kun laughed wildly and said, "Bei Jinghong, there is something good in the Demon World. People here are relatively straightforward. Few people are so funny that you are so quarrel like this. You are just, so what is your intention to come to this deep pool? Also, I have seen the Lord of the World God Monument, and it seems that you have not been able to control the World God Monument. It should be that you are unwilling to tell him the truth about the weapon spirit out of your own selfishness, right?"
"snort!"
Bei Jinghong's face turned blue and white. He knew that it was hard to be interesting. He snorted coldly, turned around and turned into a light to leave.