"Even though you are King Daoman, today is after all the important day for the Demon King to get married. What you do today is enough to send you to the Demon Prison, where you will never be reincarnated!"
A senior demon minister stood up and said sternly, his eyes like lightning.
"Hahaha!!!"
As if he had heard a big joke, King Daoman burst out laughing, his eyes stern: "I came out of the devil's prison that never saw the light of day. I have not been reborn for so many years. What do you think about me?"
From fear?"
The faces of the demons changed drastically. They never expected that after the once-all-powerful King Daoman was defeated in the incident that year, the old monarch actually threw him into that land of great punishment.
Hell—that is the darkness that is eternal and longer than death.
However, none of the demons who have committed major sins and entered the hell can regain their freedom.
They believed that everyone present, even if they chose to die, would never want to be exiled to such a ghost place.
There was a commotion among the demon group, and Zangxin waved his hands, suppressing the angry uproar.
He stood up and asked calmly: "What did King Daoman mean by the rebellious ministers and traitors just now?"
King Daoman sneered, raised his hand and pointed sharply at A'rao, and said in a cold voice: "This man on the stage is the biggest traitor in history!"
"presumptuous!"
"How can His Majesty the Demon Lord allow a sinner like you to slander me casually!"
"Why don't we capture this lunatic quickly!"
The demon ministers were all angry, and the demonic energy in the earth was rolling. For a moment, there was a faint scene of a group of demons dancing around!
A'luo's expression was cold, and the face under the golden bead curtain showed a somewhat surly look.
"This call from His Majesty is really touching."
Seeing that he was about to be attacked by a group of demons, King Daoman was not afraid, but his expression became more and more arrogant.
The strong wind blew up from his robes. He raised his head to the sky, opened his mouth and spit out a nine-cauldron oven.
The oven had been burning in his belly for who knows how many years. After he was born, it swelled in the wind and grew into a towering figure in an instant.
In the cauldron, the fire was burning, and the flames were as hot as the sea. The flames were so intense that they temporarily overwhelmed the sun that rose in the east in the early morning.
The flames were shining brightly, and the air around the fields was filled with a burning and unpleasant smell.
Zhan Xin lost his voice and said: "Qian Yuan Ding?!"
The Qianyuan Oven is an important weapon in the demon world and has the effect of gathering yin and returning yang.
The accidental loss of this cauldron back then was truly a great pity for the demon world.
If there is such a cauldron, when the old monarch dies in the battle, he can use this cauldron to collect the scattered souls, and then use the Yin, Lei and Yang flames in the cauldron to gather the souls and be reborn.
Unexpectedly, this Qianyuan Cauldron would end up in the hands of King Daoman. No wonder Master Milu could not find this treasure even though he searched the entire demon world.
"The most important weapon in the world is approved by the scriptures. It is a serious crime for you to take it for yourself without authorization. You dare to slander others as traitors and traitors. You deserve to die!"
When the demonic ministers saw the huge oven on the top of the dome, it seemed that the calamity fire might be overturned at any time, and their eyes were filled with tears.
Could it be that this king of rebellion wants to take revenge and want to rob and burn the capital?
Daoman looked at him with contempt and sneered: "Don't be so nervous. The Qianyuan Ding is a sacred object in the hands of the monarch. Even if you lend me a thousand courages, I wouldn't dare to steal it. Without the consent of Brother Wang to personally give it to him, he will be deprived of everything and thrown into the devil's prison."
How can a sinner carry such a heavy treasure?"
A'luo heard this and felt it was funny: "It seems that you still know that you are a guilty minister. Since you are a guilty minister, how could your father hand over such an important soul-protecting sacred weapon to a man with such arrogant ambitions!"
King Daoman laughed loudly and said: "My ambition is true, but after all, I have the blood of a holy king. Since ancient times, the position of king has been occupied by those who are capable. The first generation of demon kings even set rules to seize the throne."
When you are in power, you should not avoid brothers killing each other.
Only blood and desperation can force out a truly powerful demon king. When I fight with Brother Wang, in the end, it’s the master who has the reputation, but in the end, at most, we will be the winner and the loser.”
"But this guy on the stage!" King Daoman's smile faded and turned into a murderous aura, and his lips and teeth seemed to be quenched with poison: "A muddy bastard who was born from nowhere dares to presume to be the king!"
Ah Luo, whose eyes were full of murderous intent and cold, suddenly smiled, expressing his rudeness towards King Dao Man, whom he had never met before.
She was very patient and did not take him down, looking at the performance in front of the audience with a mocking look like a clown.
"It's a shame that all living beings respect you and call you king. You can't think of such a clumsy method. What's wrong? A few days ago, Zhi Yuyan came out and said that I was committing a treasonous act by murdering my brother and father. Today, I changed my approach and directly
Are you doubting my bloodline?"
If it was false, how could she end up in this miserable life, a hell on earth.
As an ordinary abandoned demon and ordinary disciple, I would put my body length under the peach tree in the green mountains and pillow under that person's knees. I would have no joy or sorrow for the rest of my life, and watch the long flowing water together.
Why has it become so unrecognizable today, standing alone with the darkness, riddled with holes, and it will be difficult to stay if you don't return?
A'luo would never say that King Daoman's slanderous words were both something she had hoped for and something she could not ask for.
King Daoman smiled coldly, raised his arms, and the sun flames in the oven rolled like waves.
As the fire rolled, his voice slowly sounded on the Shinto.
"I never had a day of freedom, but if it weren't for your evil deeds that disturbed the world, how could my brother, the king, go to the devil's prison alone and leave such an important thing in my hands."
"You are already very capable at a young age. Even Brother Wang was deceived by you for a while. He actually believed that you were his descendant and took you away from the Wasteland City.
I taught you lessons and taught you magical powers, and then you repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in the demon world, gradually taking root and establishing a firm foothold. By the time Brother Wang noticed that there was something different about your bloodline, it was already too late.
You voluntarily sacrificed your life to protect your brother from disaster, and you took advantage of the righteousness, but in fact, you had treacherous intentions. Brother Wang has doubts about your life experience but has no proof. Since you have been promised the throne, you should not give up easily."
"On the eve of Brother Wang's death, I was deeply wary of you. I was worried that if you broke the seal and returned from the disaster in the future, you would endanger the life of the demon world and Shaojun's life.
So he would rather give up this Qianyuan Cauldron to protect his life, and take the risk of choosing a demon soldier to raise his soul after a narrow escape, in order to prevent today's situation."
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A demon general felt that the demon king's brain was imprisoned in the demon prison: "It's ridiculous. If the old monarch really wants to guard against your majesty, what does it have to do with giving the Qianyuan Ding to you? Preface No.
It’s really ridiculous to say so!”
"The sinners imprisoned in the devil's prison can just talk nonsense here without any luck?! Why don't you hurry up and throw this rebellious official and traitor into the eighteenth level of prison!"
"If you are in a hurry to reincarnate, I will not stop you, but today's matter is related to the life and death of the demon world. Although I am a defeated bandit, I will never allow a bastard to mess up our country!" Daoman said lightly.
The demons were furious.
"Who is this bastard cursing? Such unbridled words! I will send you to reincarnation now!"
Daoman showed a sarcastic and sharp arrogance: "You idiots, haven't you noticed that the crisis is about to collapse? If I hadn't been here in person today, none of you would have left alive today!"
Zhanxin said: "What does King Daoman mean by this?"
Daoman sneered, put his finger between his eyebrows, and when the spiritual platform was brightly lit, the yangyan flames in the huge cauldron rose into the sky, turning into a huge roaring fire dragon, raising its head and charging up to the nine heavens.
At this time, the sun, suppressed by the firelight, rose from the clouds, and the sky was completely illuminated red. The east side seemed to be on fire, illuminating the sea of clouds, and it was like a sea of fire hanging upside down in the sky.
The fire dragon that rushed up to the nine heavens was infused with a trace of spiritual thought, just like a living creature, and its eyes seemed to be given life, and it looked full of energy.
Suddenly, the fire dragon let out a mournful howl, as if it had seen something extremely terrifying.
A huge palm burning with real fire slowly poked out from the clouds!
The palm rolled up a terrifying whirlpool like a storm, like a giant hand of the undead, reaching out to this world from another world wrapped in the breath of death.
The fire dragon was crushed by that hand, torn into strands, and withered and fell.
The demons were horrified, their eyes widened, and they looked at the sky above their heads in disbelief.
When did such a terrifying monster hide in the sky above the Demon City?
It's fine that they didn't notice it at all. His Majesty the Demon Lord, who has a level of cultivation that can reach the gods, didn't even notice it at all?!
After the giant flaming hand in the sky crushed the fire dragon, it made no further move. Instead, it slowly retracted into the clouds and hid it.
But in the palace, the hearts raised by the demons could not return to their hearts for a long time.
Parian thought that this wedding banquet drama seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
In this increasingly unmanageable situation, he glanced at A'luo calmly.
Seeing her walking under the hijab, her eyebrows were red, and her dark eyes clearly reflected the outline of the giant hand. She stared at it with murderous intent and an astonishing evil aura.
Bailian couldn't bear to know what the thing hidden in the sky was, but looking at A'luo's terrifying face, he could clearly tell the origin of the monster at a glance.
"You idiots, you might as well lower your heads and look at your own shadows." Daoman's arrogant tone sounded again, warning the demons.
They hurriedly lowered their heads to look. This glance made their muscles and bones tremble, and their souls almost ascended to heaven.
"What...what is this?!" Another person seemed to be frightened, and his voice was harsh and difficult.
On the ground, the dark shadows of the demons began to gradually lose their shape.
Like a snowman exposed to the scorching sun, it begins to melt and blur, turning into wisps of black air like water vapor, rising into the sky.
And above the sky, from an invisible place, there was the sound of chewing that made the scalp numb and the teeth sore, as if there was something hiding in the sky enjoying some kind of delicious feast.
The shadow under the feet of the demons was so thin that it was almost transparent. The shadows of the demons carried too many symbolic things.
At least half of the three souls and seven souls of the demon clan are hidden in the shadows. Even some demon generals who are good at practicing magic will incarnate their own bodies into the shadows and follow them.
The shadow was eaten, and they could also say that from now on, if the shadow cannot be found, he will only be a living dead with an incomplete soul.
This is obviously someone who is doing something secretly to absorb their Yang Qi and destiny!
No one was in a hurry to drive away King Daoman anymore. The first one to show fear was Erhe Zhanxin. He lost his voice and said, "What on earth is going on?!"
Balian couldn't help but feel a little funny?
what happened?
He's up to something weird. Doesn't he know what's going on?
Sure enough, Daomanjun soon accepted his words with disdain, and the two sang together.
"This bastard mudblood, the purpose of getting married today is actually a murder plot set up by all the idiots. On the order of the Demon Lord, he hosted a banquet for the demon generals from all over the world, and the demon ministers from all the dynasties gathered together. Little did he know that this palace
A dragnet has already been set."
"You are sacrificing your own destiny, and she doesn't realize that she has fulfilled your destiny. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"You...you're talking nonsense." A young demon officer sternly accused him, but the panic that could not be hidden in his eyes betrayed his truest emotions after all.
"Is this king talking nonsense?" King Daoman lowered his head and laughed sadly: "Then why do you think that His Majesty the Demon King, who is a descendant of the orthodox bloodline, has been unable to awaken the King's Wings after being in power for thousands of years?
Thousands of years ago, on the eve of the catastrophe, when Brother Wang asked her to succeed to the throne, he offered her a heart-burning ceremony, so why did she refuse?"
"Is there more than one evil thing standing above our heads now?! Do you know how these forbidden monsters that were supposed to be born in the golden sea were summoned to the demon world?"
Everyone's hearts began to waver at King Daoman's voice.
This wavering does not come from doubt, but from the fear of unknown death.
"This is the soul-devouring evil beast of the Golden Sea. Although it is far less terrifying than the 'Feast', it is a monster with the same origin?
Your Majesty has a low and mixed bloodline. If she wants to change the characteristics of that lowly mud, she can only sacrifice your souls to forcibly awaken her non-existent monarch wings. Today's wedding banquet is yours.
Tomorrow’s burial ground!”
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After all, there is no real evidence, so you can’t talk nonsense.”
King Daoman sneered: "Only the supreme bloodline can control the evil beasts of the Golden Sea. If she is just a son of a mud seed and wants to set up today's situation, she will naturally have to pay a huge price that ordinary people can't imagine."
Zhan Xin asked: "What price?"
A cruel smile with rich meaning appeared on King Daoman's face: "Although the Burning Heart Fruit is the fruit of torture, it can also improve and change a person's bloodline in a very short period of time.
Of course, she was born as a bastard of abandoned demons, so her disabled body could not withstand the ravages of the Burning Heart Fruit.
I think that your false majesty retreated from time to time and took the young seeds of the Burning Heart Fruit in advance."
"The Burning Heart Fruit is a tool of torture. Everyone must be familiar with this. Whenever you take this fruit, your mood must not be violently disturbed. Otherwise, your mind will be difficult to control, like madness or madness, and you will be haunted by demonic nature. You can see it at a glance.
."
The fire on the oven above his head was rolling and scorching, and the roaring sound was like muffled thunder. Under Daoman's increasingly weird expression, a wisp of soul gradually overflowed from the intertwined sun-fire.
The scattered souls are like historical fragments forgotten by the world, scattered in the corners of the oven, slowly fused and formed in the rolling fire, like molten iron.
The thin soul floated in the firelight, and the facial features changed from blurry to clear. It turned out to be a demon woman with a flowery appearance.
From the corner of his eye, Bailian saw A'luo's body suddenly tremble.
The next moment, the evil spirit surges into the sky! It's like being haunted by evil spirits!
The evil energy in A'luo's body suddenly began to go berserk, spreading wantonly throughout his body, and the black evil energy formed a force that could swallow the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under this terrible evil spirit, everything in the world was like a withered skeleton and suddenly lost its color!
Zang Xin stroked the mask on her cheek, the corners of her lips raised into a conspiratorial arc, but the voice she spat out was shocking and deafening: "It's actually... Shen Qiuzhi!"
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