The demonic fire of the heavenly demon can burn out all things in the world.
The hundreds of demon cultivators were about to fight as soon as they woke up, and the vines swayed in the air, like big snakes that swallowed people.
Screams were swelling, fires surged into the sky, and burnt fragrance filled the sky.
Hundreds of demon cultivators jumped up and down to avoid them. The slightly weaker demon cultivators had no chance of reaction and died on the spot.
But the Demon Lord Le Zhenggeng noticed it as soon as the moment the vine came out. He lightly tapped his toes and flew into the air, level with Bai Luochen.
Le Zhenggeng's eyes slightly raised were a little excited. He looked at Bai Luochen, "You and I will join forces, and there is no one in the three realms."
"How is it?" Le Zhenggeng's mouth curled up, and his ambition was all naked on his face.
Bai Luochen looked at Le Zhenggeng with his eyes without any waves, and did not respond.
Le Zhenggeng continued lobbying with a smile, "You and I are the same. If you come, I won't need those wastes."
"Isn't it just for you to let me out?"
Bai Luochen's eyebrows flashed for a moment, and he looked at Le Zhenggeng, "No."
Le Zhenggeng was stunned by Bai Luochen's rejection, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Then are you unsealing the seal to kill him?"
Bai Luochen lowered his eyes, glanced at the soul-gathering cup in his hand, and agreed.
Le Zhenggeng became unhappy in an instant, and he rushed forward suddenly, trying to seize the soul-gathering cup in Bai Luochen's hand.
But Bai Luochen immediately noticed Le Zhenggeng's intention, retreated, his expression changed drastically, his eyes stared at Le Zhenggeng with cold eyes, and his anger gradually arose.
Seeing this, Le Zhenggeng snorted coldly, "Follow me, we will dominate the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent by then. Who do you want without a person?!"
"If I want it, I don't need you at all." A little contempt rose in Bai Luochen's eyes.
"You!" Le Zhenggeng was choked by Bai Luochen's words.
Le Zhenggeng took a deep breath, "No problem, wait until you figure it out, you can come to me at any time."
"I keep my word."
Bai Luochen glanced at Le Zhenggeng coldly, as if he was looking at a fool.
On the other side, Yu Shu glanced at Bai Luochen who was entangled with Le Zhenggeng, and then she lowered her head and looked at Ji Jue who was unconscious on Huo Yan's back.
A few traces of water flashed in Yu Shu's eyes, and she exhaled, "Let's go!"
"Ling Sanqi, go to Wanfo Sect." Yu Shu looked at Ling Sanqi and said.
At this moment, a sound suddenly came into the side.
"Yu Shu?"
When Yu Shu heard the familiar voice, she paused for a moment. She turned her head and looked, "Kuan You?"
Kuang You looked at all this and looked a little confused, "What happened?"
"How could the Demon Prison Realm be broken?"
Yu Shu was stunned in her heart, and she shook her head, "There is no time, let's go first."
Yu Shu pulled Kuang You over and nodded at Ling Sanqi.
The next second, a golden light flashed and the group disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Bai Luochen, who was dealing with Le Zhenggeng, sensed the departure of Yu Shu and others, and immediately ended the topic with Le Zhenggeng and prepared to leave.
But suddenly, Bai Luochen suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. Behind him was a man in a wide robe and big sleeves, walking towards Bai Luochen, with a sickly face and a weak figure.
He met Bai Luochen's eyes and said quietly.
"That soul can't last for too long."
His eyes moved down to the soul gathering cup in Bai Luochen's hand, "Even if there is a soul gathering cup, there is no way. She has been trapped for too long and is about to dissipate."
The man said, and some red petals of flowers appeared from somewhere, and a decadent fragrance gradually floated out.
This flower is the lotus of peony, and this man is Wei Mu.
Wei Mu blinked and threw the lotus of the peony tree to Bai Luochen, "This is the lotus of the peony tree, which can repair the soul, Lord Tian Yao."
Bai Luochen paused for a moment, put the lotus of the puberty into his arms with his backhand, and then turned around and was about to leave.
Wei Mu looked at Bai Luochen and reminded him, "Even if you use the lotus of peony, it won't be too effective."
"A soul has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and it is a blessing that it has not dissipated. It is time for her to be reincarnated."
Having said that, Wei Mu shut up.
Upon hearing this, Bai Luochen raised his head and looked at Wei Mu deeply. His expression was obscure and complicated, making people unable to catch on.
"I see."
Bai Luochen withdrew his gaze, replied in a deep voice, then jumped up suddenly and flew towards the direction outside the Demon Prison.
After Wei Mu finished all the things he should say, he turned around and left.
Le Zhenggeng looked at Bai Luochen's gradually disappearing figure, his eyes were heavy and he didn't know what he was thinking.
He listened to the ups and downs of wailing below, and waved his hand and the demon fire instantly disappeared.
Hundreds of magic cultivators lost almost one-third.
“魔尊,我们现在去做些什么?”身后一个男子走到乐正庚,低声说着.
Le Zhenggeng narrowed his eyes and chuckled, with a bit of ruthlessness in his voice, "Of course we want to get everything back."
Then he turned his head and looked at the man and walked towards the inside of the Demon Prison Realm.
The seal formation was broken, and the demon prison realm was naturally opened.
Le Zhenggeng let go of his sea of consciousness, sensed it for a while, and soon locked in the one with the highest cultivation level in the entire demon and ghost prison realm.
He walked directly toward the other side, and the demon cultivator behind him naturally followed.
Soon, Le Zhenggeng came to a palace, and two monsters outside the main hall were guarding the door. Because the demon ghost prison realm was opened, they were discussing heatedly.
When they saw the visitor, they looked up and down, as if they confirmed that the person in front of them was really a personal cultivation, and then they exclaimed in unison.
"Man Cultivation?!"
Le Zhenggeng listened to their quarrels of noise, and a hint of impatience flashed between his eyebrows and eyes.
He raised his hand, moved his fingers slightly, and two wisps of black air instantly emerged, directly wrapping around the two monsters.
The black air sang over and directly blocked the mouths of the two monsters, and tied their limbs firmly.
Le Zhenggeng ignored the two monsters, reached out and pushed open the door and walked in.
A group of people rushed in, stunningly stunned the monsters in the hall.
Twist and chattering.
"Someone actually repaired it?" "What's the situation?"
"Do we want to do it?"
Le Zhenggeng stood in the middle of the palace, with his hands behind his back, turning a deaf ear to the muttering sounds on both sides, his chin slightly raised, looking as if he was arrogant.
Not long after, a man came out of the hall surrounded by shouting and urging.
来人长得极其诡异,脸以下漏出来的全部都是骨头,没有一丁点肉.
The man walked out in a hurry, and after seeing Le Zhenggeng's appearance clearly, he was frozen in place.
His eyes were so wide that he was a little horrified in his eyes, and he said in a panic, "Demon Lord, Le Zhenggeng?"
Hearing this sound, Le Zhenggeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "I know me, that's easy."
"Submit to me, or die, you choose one."
The man opened his mouth a few times, looking very panicked, "You, aren't you dead?"
Le Zhenggeng's eyes turned cold, he looked at the man, and chuckled, "Now he lives."
The man looked stunned for a long time, and finally came to his senses. He looked at Le Zhenggeng and his Adam's apple rolled.
Then he clasped his fists with both hands and bowed, "Demon Lord."
Seeing this, Le Zhenggeng curled his lips, raised his legs and walked directly into the hall.
Le Zhenggeng sat on the top chair and looked at the people and monsters standing below. The nine hundred years of spirit began to return in a moment.
He looked at the man, then said in a deep voice, "Long Feixun?"
Long Feix is the prototype of that man's monster.
龙绯猁暗中惊了一下,向前走了一步,低头道,“是的,魔尊!”
“现在是何时,这里又是哪里?”乐正庚望着前方,他被关的太久了.
Long Feix pursed his lips, "According to Demon Lord, you die... No, it has been nine hundred years since the news that Demon Lord, you die."
Nine hundred years...
When Le Zhenggeng heard the numbers, his expression immediately sank.
Long Feix continued without any notice, "This is the Demon Ghost Prison Realm, which specializes in detention of some vicious monsters and demon cultivators."
"Any monsters and demon cultivators who come in cannot go out."
Long Feix paused for a moment and added, "However, something seemed to have happened just now, and the Demon Prison Realm was broken."
Hearing this, Le Zhenggeng could not understand what this ghost prison realm is like.
Le Zhenggeng raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile on his face. He leaned forward slightly, "However, you are all thrown down by those monks."
"Yes, Demon Lord." Long Feix responded with his head down.
When Le Zhenggeng heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter.
The laughter was resounding wildly and wildly throughout the hall.