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Chapter 222: Dropping the pot layer by layer

Heaven.

Thirty-two heavens.

At this time, Ji Meng had just leaped up from the thirty-first heaven and had not yet continued flying to the thirty-third heaven.

I felt the cold resentment coming towards my face.

Demon God Ji Meng was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw countless demon weapon refiners in front of him, busy refining their weapons.

Above the mountains of human corpses, a forged witch-slaying sword was suspended in the air, filling the sky of the thirty-second heaven.

"hiss..."

"So much resentment!!"

"Can the power of heaven really offset these karma?"

Ji Meng looked at the hell-like scene in front of him and couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart, and for a moment he forgot the purpose of this time.

Sudden.

A strong wind blew.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Demon God Ji Meng.

It was Kunpeng who led so many demon clan masters to forge the witch-slaying sword.

"Oh? Ji Meng?"

"Are you here to visit the Witch-Slaying Sword?"

"I never thought you would have such a positive day."

Demon Master Kunpeng couldn't help but joked when he saw Ji Meng appearing at this time.

To know.

Ji Meng is very powerful and ranks among the top three among the top ten demon gods.

At the same time, he was also one of those who stood in the Kunpeng camp in Heaven.

So Kunpeng knew Ji Meng very well.

I know that this guy is completely crazy about fighting. He is either practicing or fighting with others on weekdays.

He scorned auxiliary methods such as weapon refining formations.

As a result, Ji Meng appeared here at this time.

Kunpeng was not surprised that it was a lie...

Seeing Kunpeng, Ji Meng suddenly became excited and suddenly realized, remembering the purpose of going up to the world this time.

"Master Demon Master! It's not good!"

"Xuandu of the Human Religion is hunting down my useless subordinate Shanwei!"

"Please support me from the demon master!"

Ji Meng's expression, which was originally surprised by the overwhelming resentment here, suddenly changed, and he saluted the demon master with a helpless look on his face and shouted.

As soon as these words came out.

Originally, Kun Peng was in a good mood because the casting of the Witch-Slaying Sword went smoothly, so much so that Kunpeng, who was in a good mood to tease Ji Meng, was slightly startled.

I saw his pair of eagle eyes flashing with cold light for an instant, revealing his murderous intent.

He suddenly became a different person.

"People teach Xuandu?"

"Haha, I forgot that this thing exists."

"I think it was because I found out that Shanwei and the others were hunting the human race, so I went after them."

"It's quite excusable."

Demon Master Kunpeng said with a sneer on his face.

I don’t know if he is laughing at Xuandu.

Still laughing at being alone.

Or are you laughing at the saint?

immediately.

Kunpeng didn't ask for details, and said to Ji Meng: "Then what are you doing? Go find His Majesty!"

Hear this.

Ji Meng, who was originally waiting for Kunpeng to make up his mind, was suddenly confused.

Good guy.

This old guy can actually blame others?

I'm still waiting for you to ask questions such as whether Shan Wei is dead or not, and where Xuan Du went after Shan Wei...

Unexpectedly, you, the demon master who is above the two demons and below the ten thousand demons, will also take the blame?

Sure enough, there are no great or small things for a saint!

Ji Meng was speechless.

But without any delay, he nodded and flew upward again.

Generally speaking.

Thirty-third heaven.

Each floor has a ladder to reach the previous floor.

However.

But very few monsters would take the ladder to heaven.

after all.

How can walking be as fast as flying?

Furthermore, if you can fly, don’t walk away is the basic principle of wall decoration!

Watching Ji Meng disappear quickly.

Demon Master Kunpeng stood on the spot, raised his right hand, and kept flashing his thumb on the joints of the other four fingers.

But he is using the simplest deduction method to calculate the cause and effect of the appearance of the human race's mysterious capital.

"No, there are some oddities in this that I can't figure out."

"Why is this?"

Just after calculating for a while.

Kunpeng's face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes were full of doubts, and he was mumbling to himself.

immediately.

He looked at the demon craftsman next to him who had not stopped forging, and then looked up at the sky.

"Oh, let's go and have a look."

"Don't make any mistakes!"

The demon master said, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

A strong wind transformed into a roc and soared into the sky...

....

soon.

Ji Meng crossed the barrier of the thirty-second heaven and finally reached the thirty-third heaven.

He walked non-stop and arrived in front of the Lingxiao Palace in a long time.

"Your Majesty! I have something important to report to you!"

Ji Meng usually doesn't care about etiquette, and it goes without saying at this time.

All he knew was that if it was too late, he would probably be gone.

Therefore.

Without any hesitation, he shouted directly outside the Lingxiao Palace.

As soon as these words came out.

Emperor Juntai, who was sitting cross-legged on the emperor's throne in the palace, suddenly opened his eyes.

The two demon brothers looked at each other, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.

It stands to reason.

The time for the once-in-a-century court meeting has not yet come.

Why would this evil demon god come at this time?

Could it be that something big happened?

Thinking of this, Emperor Jun waved his right hand, and a golden light flowed outside the palace.

Ji Meng only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his burly body felt light.

The next moment.

The whole person has already arrived in the treasure palace.

As soon as Ji Meng arrived in the palace, without waiting for Di Jun to ask questions, he told the reason with an urgent look:

"Your Majesty! My demon commander Shanwei has been ordered to go down to the lower realms to hunt down the human race."

"I never expected to meet Xuandu, a disciple of the human sect."

"Xuandu not only stopped Shanwei Demon Commander from pursuing the human race, but also violently attacked Shanwei Demon Commander."

"The matter is so important that the demon commander Shanwei does not dare to fight back. At this time, he is on his way back to Nantianmen, and Xuandu is chasing after him..."

Speaking of which.

Even the thick-skinned Demon God Ji Meng felt anxious and panicked.

How embarrassing!!!

A demon commander with a hundred thousand demon soldiers and demon generals.

If you can't beat it, forget it.

He was also chased all the way...

After hearing Ji Meng's words, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's pupils shrank, and their faces suddenly became serious.

He didn't care about Ji Meng at all, but started thinking about it.

"Human Cult Disciple Xuandu!!"

"I almost forgot about this guy."

"This guy shouldn't be cultivating supreme ruthlessness in the Bajing Palace, why should he have anything to do with the lower realms and the humble human race!!!"

Donghuang Tai always has a good temper and directly expresses the first thoughts in her heart.

Di Jun's eyes flashed.

Because he knows that this matter is not that simple!

Why did the saint Laozi release Xuandu to the lower realm at this time?

Could it be that Saint Lao Tzu already knew that the Heavenly Court was arresting the human race and forging the Witch-Slaying Sword?

And he expressed great dissatisfaction with Heaven’s behavior?

If so!

Can the Witch-Slaying Sword still be forged?

So, thinking determines everything.

Just when Dong Huangtai was complaining and cursing.

Di Jun had already linked his thinking about cause and effect to the thoughts of the sage Lao Tzu.

certainly.

When these thoughts flashed through my mind.

Di Jun couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn Shanwei! Why didn't you just get killed by Xuandu! Why did you escape back here!!"

Just when Di Jun felt anxious because of the involvement of the saint, he didn't know what to do for the time being.

An old voice came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty, I would like to see you!"

...


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