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Chapter 132

Bai Yunsheng's heavy voice was like a giant hammer that shattered the oppression in the palace, causing the palace to shake.

"What??"

The first thing that shocked me was leaving a fan.

He would never have thought that this black-robed man with unfathomable strength would actually be the old demon king Youhong!

Withered Bones made no sound, but slowly lifted up the black robe on his head, revealing a ghost-like face.

He had a bald head and no hair, and a dark face without a trace of flesh and blood. His two white eyeballs were motionless with deep sunken circles, and his whole head was like a withered bone.

"you……"

Even after guessing the other party's identity, Bai Yunsheng remained silent.

He vaguely recognized Youhong's appearance from the withered face, but compared with the sword-browed and starry-eyed Lord of Yidi Mountain who was as cold as a mountain a few years ago, he was completely different.

The person in front of me is not a human at all! Nor is it a demon!

The Dry Land King Liu Yifan stood there, dumbfounded and completely petrified.

You Hong's lips remained motionless and he said hoarsely: "Chacha. What, are you scared?"

Bai Yunsheng asked: "How did you become like this?"

His emotions gradually became complicated, and the appearance of Youhong disrupted his impregnable momentum.

Youhong's white eyes are embedded in this black skull, which is very eye-catching.

He sneered without a smile: "Humph. Let me start from the beginning."

"Actually, a hundred years ago, I saw that some of the eight lords were starting to make moves. But at that time, I was still at the peak of my strength, and those bastards like Golden Anaconda did not dare to act rashly. And I have been waiting for a suitable successor.

After all, there will always be a time when I will perish. If no one is in charge of Yidi Mountain at that time, Jin An, Batian and others will most likely raise their troops to rebel, and the Demon Realm will inevitably be in chaos."

Youhong's words were like a wooden stick beating the wooden fish continuously. He paused for a while and continued:

"But various unexpected events prevented me from waiting for the right person. Until more than two years ago, when the Jasper Wutong was about to mature, the Suzaku Divine Beast suddenly arrived and occupied the Wutong. However, I eagerly resisted and was burned by the Suzaku Divine Fire. At that time, I was

A state of mortality."

"So I ordered Jing Hao to leave Yidi Mountain and come out to find Bailuzhou. He is the Supreme Elder of Shuiyuntian Bai family and the person with the highest medical skills in the world. However, he has lived in seclusion for a long time. Jinghao had no choice but to attack Shuiyuntian and force him to

He appeared. Then you came to Yidi Mountain unexpectedly. As a member of the Sun and Moon Pavilion, I guessed that you and the Suzaku divine beast were closely related, so I planned to pass it on to you."

Suddenly, Bai Yunsheng interrupted Youhong with a cold words, and then continued:

"But you didn't expect that on the day I succeeded to the throne, I used the power of the divine beast to turn the golden anaconda into flying ash, which shocked the lords and successfully took the position of the Demon King. This makes you even more satisfied.

"

"That's right," You Hong nodded and said, "At that time, Bailuzhou told me not to worry. I thought he had invited an expert to help you, but I didn't expect that it was Suzaku who was secretly helping you."

"I died the next day after you succeeded to the throne. In fact, I drew the fire of the sycamore tree to refine my body, burned my flesh and blood meridians, drained the power of the Suzaku Divine Fire, and used secret methods to keep my spirit alive. After half a year of inhuman suffering, I was able to keep this

The deputy skeleton has since become a living dead."

Bai Yunsheng snorted coldly and chuckled: "Humph. You really took great pains. I think there must be some reason why you don't want to die quietly."

Youhong said coldly: "You don't need to know this. After I woke up, I practiced in a secret room for three months before I regained half of my strength. Unexpectedly, the Fat Survivors suddenly rebelled, causing the Demon Realm War to break out. At that time, I was alone.

With little power, I had no choice but to secretly find Liu Yifan, use the Sangu Clan to control him, and after learning about your situation, I left the Southern Wilderness Demon Realm and headed to the Central Plains to search for your traces."

You Hong's hoarse voice finally ended.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Demons has returned to its long-lost tranquility.

The dry land king Liu Yifan beside Youhong also gradually relieved his shock.

A few moments.

"Hey." A sigh sounded slowly. Bai Yunsheng sat on the throne, shook his head slightly, and sneered:

"Everything is under your control. Now that I am under complete control, and Cangming and the Demon Locking Tower are in your hands, you can take back the position of Demon King at any time. But..."

Bai Yunsheng suddenly changed the topic, and a mysterious light shot out from his black pupils, saying: "If the Jiuyou clan knew that they have such a powerful disciple like you, they would be happy enough."

"hiss!"

As soon as Bai Yunsheng said these words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense again. There was no fear on Youhong's skull face, but the words in his mouth showed it.

"What did you say?!"

"What? Are you surprised? How did I know that you are from the Jiuyou Clan?"

Bai Yunsheng slowly stood up from the throne and walked step by step with Liu Yifan's eyes widened.

Liu Yifan pointed at Bai Yunsheng and stammered: "You...why did you stand up?"

Bai Yunsheng sneered coldly and said calmly: "My legs are not weak, so I can stand up naturally."

The karma in his body can swallow up any power, and the karma of leaving a fan is certainly not a problem, but it just takes a long time. And their conversation just now shook and shocked the emotions of leaving a fan, and actually made the dignified monster

The domain lord was unaware of the vision in his prison.

Faced with the facts in front of him, Liu Yifan collapsed a little. He shook his head firmly and said loudly:

"Impossible, you clearly only have the strength of the Yellow Soul Realm, how can you escape from the shackles of the Silk Prison!? And..."

"And I'm obviously seriously injured, right?" Bai Yunsheng stopped Liu Yi's words and continued, "But I'm free now." He spread his hands forward, looking indifferent.

Different from Liu Yifan, the living dead Youhong seemed quite calm. Of course, his face looked like this no matter how you looked at it. He said:

"Chacha. I do underestimate you."

Bai Yunsheng said coldly: "Hmph, you overestimate yourself. Do you think I really can't see that there are two traitors in the coalition? I have been trying to leave a fan since the battle of Langya Valley and let him help me lurk.

We were waiting underground on the battlefield for fighter planes, and then at the Battle of Trumpet, our army was suddenly attacked by the Jin Tu army. I was the only one who knew the real marching route. Although Situ Ye knew that the troops would be dispatched that day, he had no ability to report it in advance, so he could only leave a fan for this drought.

Alien beasts can see things in the world, so they guided the rebels who had already dispatched to surround the coalition forces at the mouth of the trumpet."

"But in the end, I was sure that the one left behind belonged to the second traitor. It was at the trumpet mouth when Jing Hao fought with the seriously injured Jin Tu. At that time, Jin Tu was already insane. Although the rebels were passive, they were still some distance away from defeat.

, how could he suddenly order a retreat? Of course, someone told him that the black holy soldiers had taken a detour to attack the monster camp, and I am the only one who knows about this, so there is only one person left who can see a hundred miles away.

Then send a message to Jintu."

Bai Yunsheng's voice was extremely indifferent, and his emotions were imprinted on the magic lines of Fengyun's mask, making it even more chilling and strange.

"Wow."

As soon as Bai Yunsheng finished speaking, a burst of noisy footsteps suddenly came from outside the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, and clusters of black shadows quickly blocked all the exits from the hall.

These fierce monster soldiers wearing black armor and holding halberds are none other than the most powerful legion in Yidi Mountain - the Black Saint Legion.


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