"What!" Not to mention Pei Mianman and others looked at each other, even Salame Mogard and other demons almost had their eyes bulging out.
The true form of the Lord of Demons is that three-headed strange bird?
Are you kidding? Isn’t that the mount of the Lord of Demons?
All the demons are extremely confused. For half the time, they don’t even know who the enemy is?
While adjusting his breath, Zu An walked towards the two strange birds with damaged heads. The explosion at that moment also consumed a lot of money on him.
"I just destroyed two of your heads in a row, and your heads grew back one after another. I was thinking about how many heads you had, and then the three-headed strange bird appeared out of thin air in my mind. I subconsciously thought, could you have three heads?
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"But later I began to realize that something was wrong. There are existences in all realms of the universe that do not rely on heads, but they are basically mindless monsters." Zu An thought of the huge corpse ball in the sealed place in his mind, "But you
Obviously this is not the case. After thinking about it, if your head falls off and you are fine, there is only one possibility, and that is that there is something wrong with your body."
"Imagining that you can use the blood pool to create a body for the demons who come to the world of cultivation, will you also create a body for yourself?"
"If that's the case, where is your true identity?"
"Just because of this, you guessed my true identity?" The Lord of Demons looked at him in disbelief.
"Of course it's not just that. The most decisive evidence is that you summoned three strange birds from the void after being cornered." Zu An smiled, "This is probably the biggest mistake you made. You were the only one in the beginning.
Follow us into the teleportation formation, it is impossible to hide a target as big as the three-headed strange bird."
"Besides, our world is extremely special. The world barrier has been regenerated. Without my consent, it is impossible for outside creatures to enter." Zu An stared at the strange bird itself, "But you just put such a big guy
Came in after being summoned."
"After much thought, there is no other explanation unless you are one and the same." Zu An chuckled, "I also recalled that every time I saw you in the demon world, you were basically inseparable from the three-headed strange bird.
It corroborates my guess.”
"Just now you pretended to be in dire straits. On the surface, as long as I resisted an attack from the three-headed strange bird, I would be seriously injured at most, but I would have the opportunity to kill your human form. I don't think anyone would be able to resist such a temptation."
While Zu An was speaking, he glanced at Mogard below.
Mogarde's face was flushed with embarrassment, especially when he thought that none of his judgments just now were correct, and he was so ashamed that he wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Zu An changed the topic at this time: "It's just that no one knows your true murderous intention or even the strange bird in your body. If I thought that I would only be seriously injured and dared to resist its attack, I'm afraid I would be a corpse now. Speaking of which, I'm very sad
It’s strange, why no one knows what your true identity is after you’ve been in the demon world for so long.”
While Zu An was speaking, he had already arrived in front of the strange bird. He swung the sword in his hand and suddenly a ray of light enveloped the demon lord and directly pulled him away.
Zu An was startled and looked back suddenly.
Salame and Mogard also looked at the men beside them with shocked expressions, as if they had met him for the first time.
I saw the demon with a smile on his face, slowly stepping up to the sky, and said to the Lord of Demons: "How do you think about the previous proposal?"
The Lord of Demons seemed to hear his voice, and couldn't help being surprised and happy: "I promise you, I promise to sign a contract with you and become your mount!"
Now that he is about to die, he will grab a life-saving straw and not let go.
All the demons present were stunned. They never expected that the lord of demons who used to be so aloof would be so humble.
Mount?
And who is this guy?
If Salame and Mogard really regarded him as their former subordinate, they would be even stupider than pigs.
At this time, the subordinate shook his finger and corrected: "You have misunderstood, it is not a mount, but a companion."
"Partner, partner." The Demon Lord breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, it's not up to you to say what you say now.
In fact, he had been debating whether to agree to the other party's proposal, but he was a little unwilling to do so before.
The plan to invade the world of cultivation failed, and he could only place his last hope on the backhand of the Lord of Slaughter.
But I never expected that everything would be in vain, and now even my life could not be saved.
In this case, it is logical to agree to the other party's conditions.
Zu An gave Salamei and the others a cold look. The things under this woman's hands were soaked into a sieve. It was really outrageous.
Then his eyes moved to the subordinate: "Are you the historian of time?"
He has never forgotten the mysterious messenger in the world of demons. He was almost framed by him to kill Manager Pi, and he has always been afraid of his abilities.
Now that the Demon Lord has sneaked in, it's strange that he can't sneak in.
"Yuanzhou, the historian of time, has met His Excellency, the Lord of this world." The light in front of the demon was distorted, and when he reappeared in front of everyone, he already looked like a young scholar.
It's just that he wears a grimace mask on his face, which makes his whole person look a bit eerie, without the elegance of a scholar at all.
"What are you planning to do here?" Zu An looked at him coldly.
"I came here to talk to you..." Historian of Time suddenly changed his expression as he opened his mouth, because he found that the other party had already appeared in front of him in an instant, and the divine sword in his hand stabbed towards him with the will of the whole world.
A pen instantly appeared in his hand and he quickly wrote a word in front of him.
An invisible wall of energy appeared between the two, and at the same time, various confinement techniques surged towards the other party.
However, Zu An disappeared in the next second, and his position was replaced by the body of the Demon Lord.
The Lord of Demons was already in a seriously injured state, and how could he have expected that Zu An, who was originally attacking the Historian of Time, would suddenly change places with him?
Almost immediately after meeting him, he fell into the various restraint techniques of the historians of the years.
Although he has many magical weapons to try to resist this restraint, his body is too weak.
So I got tricked in the end.
Historian's face changed drastically. He was worried that Zu An would take the opportunity to attack the Demon Lord. He wrote quickly in his hand and hurriedly untied the Demon Lord's restraints. At the same time, he put up layers of defense behind the Demon Lord to prevent Zu An from returning.
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Who knew that the next second his eyes would blur and he found that he and Zu An had changed places again!
At this time, Zu An appeared in front of the demon lord, and in the face of the other party's horrified eyes, he chopped off his last head with a sword.
The Lord of Demons has been shackled by the Chronicler of Time and has not completely released it. His actions have been affected, and there is no way he can escape.
As for the defenses that the Chronicler of Time had just subconsciously set up behind the Lord of Demons, to prevent Zu An from sneaking up on him from that side.
Since he was here on the front, he did not put up any other defense in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, under the opponent's two transformation operations, the powerful defenses he deployed became the Maginot Line of Defense, and he even helped Zuan restrain the Demon Lord to a certain extent.
Seeing the huge corpse of the Demon Lord falling heavily and crushing a mountain, the Chronicler of Time seemed to be still in a dream.
Zu An then wiped the blood on the tip of the sword: "By the way, what were you talking about with me just now?"