As the sound came, the mountain protection formation slowly closed. An old man in white clothes, with a vicissitudes of face and a head of white hair walked up from the stone steps step by step. He looked at the God of Martial Arts and smiled, and said, "You are not far away from me to the Chaos Demon Palace. Why not go in and sit and drink a little tea."
"Chaos Demon Palace? Hahahaha? With your strength, you dare to call yourself Chaos Demon Palace? It's really funny, but seeing you being so polite, why bother to go in and sit?" As he said that, the God of Martial Arts waved his hand and walked up the stone steps under the guidance of the old man.
"Huh!"
At this moment, Rong Que, who was in the Dantian, suddenly let out a light ejaculation. The old man in front of him gave him a very friendly feeling, just like the child who had been hugged by his mother suddenly left and returned to his mother's arms. This feeling made Rong Que confused.
"Martial God, I really want to be familiar with this old man, so don't do it now."
"You can't say it. After you said this, I feel that this person is a little familiar. Why do I feel this way? But it's not that kind of warm and familiarity, and it seems that I can't remember some things." The God of Martial Arts also frowned. If it weren't for this sense of familiarity, he would have mistakenly accepted it, so he had just taken action at the gate of the Chaos Demon Palace.
Seeing that the God of War seemed to be thinking about something, the old man smiled slightly and said, "I have already known your purpose, but the things you want to take away are not that easy to take."
"Since you know everything, just hand it over, so as not to take action and hurt the harmony." The God of Martial Arts spoke expressionlessly.
"Haha! It's not that I don't hand over it, but that the entire Chaos Demon Palace cannot do without this thing. If you take it away, it will be an enemy of the Chaos Demon Palace." The old man said slowly, tactfully trying to dispel the Martial God's idea.
The God of Martial Arts lowered his head and pondered for a moment. If he established such a huge enemy at this time, he would have a great obstacle to his revenge plan. After a moment, he curled his lips and narrowed his eyes and asked, "That means that if you are gone, the Chaos Demon Palace will be destroyed. If you died at the hands of someone else that day, wouldn't the Chaos Demon Palace be destroyed by itself?"
"That's true, but the fact is not. The Chaos Demon Palace will find another person who is like me, invest a lot of time in him, cultivate him, and replace me as an old bone." The old man seemed to have known that the Martial God would ask this long ago, and answered calmly.
He frowned and said that almost all the bloodlines of the immortal saints in this world had been taken for himself by him, that is to say, he had already cut off the retreat of the Chaos Demon Palace.
"But this is already the case. Why didn't you stop me when I collected my bloodline?" The God of Martial Arts was a little confused about this question. If the Chaos Demon Palace was really worried that he would lose their way out, why didn't he come forward to stop his actions?
When the old man heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "You have occupied the body of the next controller of our Chaos Demon Palace as fast as possible. How could we have time to react? Even if we learn this news, we will be powerless to turn things around."
"What! Are you saying that Rong Que is the person trained by your Chaos Demon Palace?" The God of Martial Arts was shocked and asked in confusion.
"I remembered that the old man in front of me was the old man who sent me to the Yan family." At this moment, the content in the Martial God's Dantian was already remembering the old man in front of me.
That's right, this old man was the white-haired old man who sent Rong Que to the Yan family back then, the old man who did not allow Rong Que to practice qi. He only had the reason why Rong Que had been stronger when he was a child, and he always wanted to see the old man again.
After Jing Rongque said this, the God of Martial Arts pondered for a moment, then spoke a little gloomy and said, "Although I didn't remember anything, maybe it was because of you who did something to me, I vaguely remember that it was you who sealed me in this body. You can erase my memory, but you can't erase my feelings. Now, I just want to kill you."
After hearing the words of the God of Martial God, the old man did not say or deny it. He just took the God of Martial God to walk up the stone steps and walked to a spacious platform. Then he slowly spoke: "Do you know why I invited you into the Chaos Demon Palace?"
The God of Martial Arts frowned and became alert. It was obvious that the old man was going to be detrimental to him.
"Don't be nervous, because it's useless to be nervous. This is the Demon-Capture Array of the Chaos Demon Palace, and the platform you stand at is the core of the formation. Since you have captured all the monsters, you are the best candidate for the next controller of our Chaos Demon Palace." The old man smiled slightly and said slowly to the God of War.
"Are you too panic? How could my dignified martial god serve you, the small sect in the lower realm?" After hearing this, the miracle god sneered, and the eyes of the old man were also filled with a strong murderous intent.
Without answering the words of the God of War, the old man continued, "Yes, although I don't know who you are, the monsters are originally objects from heaven, and it is understandable to look down on me in the Chaos Demon Palace. It is because your evil spirit is too strong and it is not suitable to serve as the position of my Demon Sect, so of course you will not be kept."
"Do you want someone to take over me? Hahaha! I am the immortal saint in the upper realm. In fact, you mortals in the lower realm can compete with you mortals in the lower realm. I think even the strongest person, you may not be able to get any benefits from me." When the old man was about to kill him and snatch his body, the martial god burst into laughter. The immortal saint is indeed not something that mortals can take over.
"It turns out that you are an immortal. I don't know Mount Tai. Please forgive me. However, I am a major in the secret of heaven. I learned that there is still a trace of the wisdom of this body master in your body. If he takes over the body, I think the sense of belonging to this body may be a big problem for you." The old man was slightly surprised and plotted against the immortal. This was the first time he had planned to do so.
After listening to the old man's words, the God of Martial Arts frowned. Unexpectedly, he left Rong Que's trace of wisdom at that time, but now he became his biggest enemy.
"Hahahaha! It's just a trace of residual soul. I want to take over my seat, and I'm delusional!" As he said that, the God of Martial Arts stepped on the platform with his feet and his body quickly rushed towards the gate of the Chaos Demon Palace.
However, at this moment, the old man suddenly roared and made gestures with his hands. His eyes were suddenly covered with pure black. With a wave of his hand, a large number of transparent energy pieces swarmed in, and a thick barrier was built outside the platform just before the God of Martial Arts was about to rush out of the platform.
"Your Excellency, don't struggle anymore. As soon as you come, you will be content." As he said that, the old man patted his hands. For a moment, the masters of the Chaos Demon Palace hidden around him gradually showed their bodies. The fluctuations of the spiritual power of these people could be seen as the strength of the Spirit King Realm. They all sat cross-legged around the platform and kept squeaking with their hands, muttering words.
"Despicable creatures in the lower realm, I will let you see what the strength of an immortal is!" After saying that, the black energy of the martial god was extremely churning, like countless black dragons surrounding his body. When he suddenly pointed it out, countless dragons shot out along his index finger and rushed towards the invisible barrier.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."
A deafening loud noise kept coming, but the barrier seemed indestructible, and after a slight rippling, it returned to calm again.
"Your Excellency, stop. This is my Chaos Demon Palace's special method to deal with monsters. If you are still so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless." The old man's eyes flashed, and he kept using his voice to hit the heart of the martial god.
Listening to what the old man said, the martial god smiled slightly, and then his face suddenly became crazy. The blood color in his eyes surged and he roared: "I am not a monster, I am an immortal saint. The immortal saint above the nine heavens. You and other ordinary people dare to attack me and destroy you!"
As he spoke, the black energy around the body of the Martial God surged in multiples, as if the attack just now was just the tip of the iceberg. At this time, the energy that covered the sky and the sun was the real strength of the Martial God.
As the roar of the martial god came, the experts from the Chaos Demon Palace outside the high platform suddenly felt endless pressure from the high platform, and the speed of pinching the gestures in their hands was extremely slow, as if every time they pinched the gestures, they were facing the challenge of life and death.
"Don't be negligent, guard the elixir and strengthen the soul, calm the mind, and seal the demon formation, get up!"
Just as everyone was almost unable to hold on, the old man's voice came, and then a gray energy from the old man's body covered it, wrapping up the body of every master of the Demon Palace, and the pressure suddenly weakened.
"Boom boom boom!"
The black energy in the sky has submerged the martial god who is inside the barrier, and the black energy is still expanding, as if it is about to burst the barrier.
"Nothing in the form of chaos, kill the sky and the earth, formless in the form of the way, chaos seal the demon! seal!"
The masters of the Demon Palace suddenly paused their hand at the same time. After opening their mouths and saying this, they pointed to the martial god in the formation and wanted to seal him.
At this moment, as the group of people finished yelling the mantra and pointed it out, the martial god who was in the formation suddenly grinned and said, "You want to die, I will fulfill you!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the old man with long hair suddenly shouted: "No! Retreat all and stay away from the formation."
However, it was too late. Just as everyone was about to retreat, a ten-color light shone out from the formation. The light looked extremely beautiful, more dazzling than the rainbow and the rainbow after the rain. However, the cruelty of this light was unparalleled. No life could survive where the light passed. All the masters of the Demon Palace who had not yet escaped were completely cleared for a moment. If the old man had not escaped quickly enough, he would have turned into ashes under the light.
"Did you see it? What a wonderful power, you can't calculate it, but you can't calculate the ten directions of this body." The Demon-Capture had collapsed under the ten-color lights, and the figure of the God of Martial Arts slowly walked out from the platform, surrounded by ten-color dazzling lights, like a merciful god who saved the world from suffering. However, the blow just now had already reflected his uncompassionate heart.
"I remember you, what do you want to call Wen Renxiu, right?" The God of Martial Arts walked out of the platform step by step, looked at the white-haired old man with only one person left in the distance, and said slowly.