Chapter 873 One careless move and everything is lost
In fact, Yun Yuqing felt a little strange before. Although this Azu looked like him in every aspect, it always made her feel strange. She even asked Pei Mianman secretly, and he comforted her not to worry.
Unexpectedly, her worries came true. This Azu turned out to be a fake!
Jiang Luofu was also a little stunned, thinking that no wonder this Azu was so easily plotted, it was completely inconsistent with his usual temperament.
Who is this person pretending to be Azu?
Fortunately, these days, under the noses of these monsters, I won't be taken advantage of by these fake people.
But now the question arises, where is the real Azu?
Almost instinctively, the women looked at the "Lord of Slaughter" on the side with tacit understanding.
The "Lord of Slaughter" secretly wiped his cold sweat and thought to himself that women's intuition is so powerful. They don't need any evidence and can find the right person just by instinct.
He was worried that the girls would reveal their flaws, so he coughed lightly and continued to ask the demon lord: "So you are completely relieved when you know that he is not the regent. Are you so afraid of him?"
The Lord of Demons snorted: "I'm afraid of him? What a joke! I'm just paying a minimum of attention to a strong man who controls the power of the world."
"Then you don't seem to be afraid of me?" "The Lord of Slaughter" stared at him and said coldly.
The Lord of Demons laughed: "Lord of Slaughter, it is no longer your time. If you were in the world of demons and you controlled the world, maybe I would still be wary of you. But now in this world of cultivation, not to mention the world of demons.
It’s basically destroyed, and the origin of this world can no longer provide you with any help.”
Thinking of the light green law beacon that was about to go out at any moment, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"I'll give you a choice. You help me kill the regent of this world. I can let your daughter go, and I might take you with me to the fragment of time and space that you have sealed away in dust."
Salame said hurriedly: "Dad, don't believe him. He now holds the treasure box of creation and knows the method of blood sacrifice. As soon as you leave, he will open the space-time fragment immediately."
The Lord of Demons clicked his tongue: "Look how much your daughter cares about you. You must know that she has been running around to save you for thousands of years. Where can you find such a filial daughter? Are you really willing to not save her?
Huh? Wouldn’t that chill the hearts of all those who follow?”
Mogard and other demons looked at the "Lord of Slaughter": "My lord!"
Although they are nominally the old subordinates of the Lord of Slaughter, they have followed the eldest lady through life and death over the years and have already developed feelings for her. How could they want to see her die like this?
"The Lord of Slaughter" said in a deep voice: "Humph, you also know that this world is quite special. That regent has already taken control of the power of the world. How can it be impossible to kill him in this world? If you and I join forces, we may still have a chance.
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The Lord of Demons shook his finger: "No, no, no, in this world, even if we join forces, we can't kill him even if we want to. Of course, it will not be easy for him to deal with us. It's just that I greatly offended my old master, so I didn't dare to fight with him.
If you join forces, who knows if you will join forces with the regent to kill me at the critical moment."
"In that case, why are you asking me to kill the regent?" said the "Lord of Slaughter", pretending to be angry.
"Old man, do you really want me to speak so directly?" The Lord of Demons smiled sadly, "The main reason is that I always feel that the regent is hiding somewhere and paying attention to me, but I can't find him.
To prevent him from suddenly appearing and disturbing my great mission of going to that dusty fragment, of course I need you to help me hold him back."
"You really plan to open the treasure box of creation alone." "The Lord of Slaughter" looked at him coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The Lord of Demons sighed: "Thousands of years have passed, and the old man is still so naive in this regard. If I insist on speaking so straightforwardly, just like the reason just now, if everyone has a tacit understanding, it will look better on their faces."
He paused and said, "Well, after I get the world law beacon of that time and space, I will entrust you with a piece of this world and let you still be the overlord. This can be considered sincerity."
The "Lord of Slaughter" sneered: "Are you planning to cheat again? But I know what it means to be on the side of the bed, so how can I allow others to sleep soundly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had already rushed towards the opponent. At that moment, the pressure in the entire room made other powerful monsters breathless.
The face of the Demon Lord changed drastically. He thought he could control this old guy's mentality like he did back then. Why didn't he play his cards according to common sense?
Does it mean that he doesn't care about his daughter's life at all?
While thinking about it, he moved back to dodge the opponent's attack, and at the same time held Salami in front of him as a shield to hinder the opponent's attack.
He knew that with the strength of the Lord of Slaughter, even if he had been sealed and suppressed for thousands of years, he and he would still be on equal footing, and it would be difficult to tell the winner in a real fight.
But now that he has his daughter in hand, the Slaughter Lord is known to love his daughters, not to mention that this daughter has spent countless efforts to save him, so he will have the upper hand in a real fight.
He was wondering why the other party dared to take action even though he knew that my daughter was in my hands, when suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, because he saw that the other party ignored Salame and still attacked him directly.
According to this posture, Salami will be killed directly, and he who hides behind her will also be seriously injured.
He had some doubts about whether the other party deliberately created this situation to force him to let go, but he didn't dare to gamble or risk his own safety.
In his opinion, no one's life is comparable to his own, not even his own daughter.
So he decisively threw Salame towards the opponent, buying himself time and freeing up his hands to meet the enemy.
He deliberately added a hidden force to Salame, knowing that the Lord of Slaughter would not miss it.
If he ignored it, with Salame's cultivation level, he would not die but would also be seriously injured.
As long as he takes over and resolves it, he can take the opportunity to regain the upper hand or even counterattack.
But his eyes quickly widened, because the other party did not pick up his daughter as he imagined, but instead chased him directly without even looking at Salame.
The Lord of Demons was shocked and angry. It could be said that he lost everything with one careless move. He never expected that the Lord of Slaughter could be so ruthless.
In desperation, he could only defend with all his strength, and was at a disadvantage for a while.
The unattended Salami fell directly to the wall nearby, and the statues of the demon gods were directly destroyed in a large area.
You must know how precious the materials of these statues are as the followers of the devil in this temple. They are also extremely hard and strong enough to withstand the wind and frost of the years.
Even so, it was still shattered to pieces by the collision.
Salami, who was made of flesh and blood, was naturally even worse. She vomited blood several times and felt pain all over her body. The demon lord's skill was so great that she knew that she probably had dozens of bones broken.
The originally rosy cheeks were now like gold paper, and the air that had been taken in was not as much as the air that was taken out.
"Miss!" The subordinates nearby were shocked when they saw this, and they all came over to help her up.
Mogad, who had just been seriously injured, crawled over on his hands and feet and hurriedly took out the healing elixir and gave it to her: "Miss, take this medicine quickly."
Salame didn't even look at the elixir she was feeding to her mouth. Instead, she looked gloomily at the two people fighting in the distance. The entire temple was filled with the cold wind howling when they were fighting, but she felt nothing like her at the moment.
chilling.
boom!
A wall of the temple collapsed with the palm of two people's hands, creating a large hole and making a violent sound.
But to Salame's ears, it was not as harsh as the sound of something breaking in her own heart.
The movement in the temple quickly attracted the demons, but before they even got close, they were choked by a powerful pressure.
The Lord of Demons was worried about hurting the sacrifice, and the "Lord of Slaughter" was also worried about hurting Pei Mianman and the others. The two of them fought in a tacit understanding all the way outside the temple, and then quickly went straight into the sky.
Feeling the billowing black clouds in the sky and the constant terrifying pressure, many demons knelt on the ground: "The devil has appeared, the devil has appeared."
If not the devil, who in this world can have such power?
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky: "You are not the Lord of Slaughter, who are you?"