Outside the cave, the face of the middle-aged man at the front became extremely gloomy, and an unparalleled surge of blood burst out from his body. The eyes of the people beside him condensed, and they began to feel uneasy. This is definitely a bad sign.
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"Xi'er's life slip is... broken!"
Li Tianxing's eyebrows were twisted into a straight line, and his eyes were filled with overwhelming anger.
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In the cave, Lin Zixuan's cold hair stood on end, and a terrifying demonic power continued to seep into his flesh and blood, like a thousand insects eating his body, making him miserable.
The Thousand Fantasy Demon King kept smiling, his eyes were full of disdain, and Lin Zixuan in his hand was like a weak ant in front of him.
As the people kneeling around watched this scene, they lowered their heads and worshiped more devoutly. They did not dare to take a breath for fear of angering the devil.
"You are a humble insect, but you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. When I am all-powerful, your ancestors are probably still drinking milk." Qianhuan Demon Lord mocked, he glanced at Lin Zixuan's body, frowned, and waved lightly,
Lin Zixuan was thrown to the wall, and then fell heavily.
"Where is the Phantom Demon Mirror?" Qian Huan Demon Lord murmured softly.
He turned around and looked at the crowd, his cold eyes shining with magic light. He only shook his body, and the billowing demonic energy swept out like a torrent and swept towards everyone. Then, as if he was sensing something, his face became distorted,
Roaring angrily.
"Impossible. I saw with my own eyes that the Emperor of the Starry Sky sealed them together. Now that I am out of trouble, it stands to reason that as long as I have a thought, the Phantom Demonic Mirror will follow the cause and effect. Is it possible that the demonic thoughts planted by me
, was it destroyed?”
He looked at the three figures on the ground indifferently, then walked over and looked at Su Fucai carefully, but Su Fucai buried his head lower and was trembling all over.
"Raise your head!" An extremely majestic voice sounded in Su Fucai's ears.
Su Fucai's heart trembled, and he slowly raised his head, with a look of extreme fear in his eyes.
"Since you are a Buddha, why do you worship me?" Qian Huan Demon Lord said coldly, his voice was extremely domineering and seemed to carry the meaning of majesty to the world.
Su Fucai's face twitched. This kind of problem really embarrassed him, but fortunately, his mind was extremely flexible and he came up with a countermeasure in the blink of an eye.
He stood up slowly and bowed respectfully again. His eyes were full of awe. He cleared his throat, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then said: "Everything in the world is originally dominated by the strong.
In the world, the weak eat the strong. This is the law of nature and the way to practice. There is no distinction between gods, demons and Buddhas, only high and low. Although I am a Buddha, I respect the strong."
Su Fucai's words were so vivid and vivid that many people were filled with emotion, but Qian Huan Demon Lord was extremely calm, showing no emotion or sorrow at all. Su Fucai couldn't help but feel frightened.
After a while, the Qianhuan Demon Lord nodded, with a faint smile on his lips, and said: "I have traveled all over the nine heavens and ten places and experienced countless things, but this is the first time I have heard of you being able to speak like this.
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Then, he changed the subject, stared at Su Fucai, and said in a cold voice: "Fat bald donkey, you are so sharp-tongued, does the immortal Buddha know?"
Su Fucai's heart was pounding. He thought he had performed beyond his capacity and was full of witty words. Unexpectedly, the demon king suddenly responded and killed him by surprise. He secretly cursed the old bastard in his heart, and sighed that the old man is still hotter, and he quickly
I regrouped and made up a few sentences.
"The Demon Lord's reputation is far-reaching. If Buddha had eyes, he would be pleased with what I have done."
Qian Huan Demon Lord looked at him, nodded, and walked to Song Shiyu. He looked at the girl's smooth and white face with two lines of tears. Then, determination appeared on Song Shiyu's pretty face, and with the power of pure flesh, he blasted
He threw a punch, but the Demon Lord only deflected slightly and avoided it.
"Little girl, are you tired of living in movies?" He yelled angrily and did not make a move. After all, she was an underage girl. Killing her would be disrespectful to his identity.
He walked straight forward, and heard a sharp roar in his ears, "You are a heinous villain, give me back my brother Yun Xi."
Qian Huan Demon Lord ignored it and walked up to Yan Haochen again. His eyes were filled with demonic light and he said softly, "Boy, let me lend you my body."
Before Yan Haochen could speak, he was drilled into it, and Yan Haochen's eyes turned blood red, and his body continued to exude surging spiritual energy. Faintly, the surface of his skin was covered with ferocious magic lines.
Above, there was a faint, extremely hot demonic flame.
His eyes penetrated the entire space as he looked, while Yan Danchen, who was next to Su Fucai, watched this scene and couldn't help clenching his hands tighter.
"The seal is broken, the barrier will collapse, and we will not stay here for long." Qianhuan Demon Lord whispered to himself, and looked at the people around him indifferently, and then stepped lightly, trying to leave this place.
The people around him couldn't help but panic, and begged and begged: "Master Demon King, you are magnanimous. We are your most devout believers. Please protect me and leave together."
Qian Huan Demon Lord swept away everyone, waved his sleeves, and an invisible force enveloped everyone, and then disappeared.
Outside the cave, when Qian Huan Demon Lord appeared with everyone, everyone around him changed their expressions, and the strong man in golden armor was even more panicked, because the person who came out was not Wu Xu.
"You bastard, where is my son Wu Xu?" He stared at Yan Haochen furiously, and a peak of Blood Soul Realm pressure hit him.
He was the first to come out, and he was standing in front of everyone. He must know exactly what was going on inside.
At this time, another pressure came on Yan Haochen, and Li Tianxing was seen walking slowly, looking at him coldly with the arrogance of a superior: "Do you know where Xi'er and Lan'er are?"
Even the calm man in fire robes on the side blinked slightly, sighed, and the pressure quietly dissipated, approaching Yan Haochen.
"Yan Haochen" looked at the man in the fire robe, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. The smile was so chilling that it sent goosebumps all over his body.
The man in the fire robe frowned, steeled himself, and released all his pressure.
At this critical moment, Song Shiyu ran to Song Hanmo with a sad face, pointed sadly at Yan Haochen and said: "Father, it was him, he killed brother Yunxi!"
At this time, Li Tianxing walked forward angrily, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and everyone behind "Yan Haochen" was silent and did not dare to say a word.
"Little beast, who gave you the courage?" He took the lead and moved, his majestic spiritual energy gathered into a boundless hand, and patted "Yan Haochen".
The man with the scar also walked up to the strong man in golden armor, lowered his head, and said angrily: "He killed the eldest brother."
Anger appeared on the face of the strong man in golden armor, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be cracking, filled with violent sounds.
An ape figure the size of a mountain appeared behind him, like a humanoid ferocious beast. Its violent and aggressive aura rushed towards him, crushing "Yan Haochen" with the force of a mountain.
The motionless Sect Leader Xu also had a sullen face at this moment, looking at the figure indifferently, with fire pulsating all over his body, like a volcano compressed for thousands of years, pouring out at this moment, with a fiery aura that destroys the heaven and earth, constantly interweaving in the air,
It turned into two ferocious fire dragons and pounced on the figure.
That "Yan Haochen" smiled, took out a pitch-black iron rod from the pendant, and with just a slight swoop, the terrifying offensive that filled the sky disappeared in front of him. (To be continued)