Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 5 On the Flag Mountain
Not long after the disappearance of Qushan Longshou, all parties in China were alarmed.

The eight tribes of Tianxie turned their attention to the direction of Youjie, and the righteous forces headed by Defeng Gudao and Yunhaixianmen also began to pay attention to the trend of Youjie.

This made the Holy Mother and Nine Infants, who had great power in the Netherworld, a headache.

In the depths of Youjie, within the Holy Land of Birth and Birth, just when Jiuying wondered who it was and plotted against Youjie.

Suddenly, evil spirits crossed the border and enveloped the surrounding fields in an instant, and Jiuying was on guard all of a sudden.

"Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle plan, how can the living people plan to enjoy Qiaosu; relying on Jun Mo's words to seal the marquis, one will succeed and all will die."

Accompanied by the strange poem, I saw a person holding a white bone fan, white as white jade like a ghost from hell, with a pale face, exuding a cold and evil temperament, stepping on the river of blood.

"It's you?"

Seeing the person coming, Jiuying's brows frowned, and Moyuan raised his eyes instantly.

"Mad Devil Purgatory - Chapter of Punishment"

The Demon King's Three Ultimates came out instantly, but the person who came did not dodge or evade, and forcefully received Jiuying's move, a touch of vermilion overflowed from the corner of his mouth immediately.

Seeing that the approacher did not dodge or evade, Jiuying suddenly made a calculation in his mind, and then said lightly: "This is the punishment you deserve!"

"Well done! Fu Zixi deserves this palm, he deserves death!"

"According to what you said!" Jiuying's sharp palm came out again, and Fu Zixi was immediately sent flying several feet away, falling into the dust!

A look of astonishment flashed in Jiuying's eyes, he thought over and over again, then stopped making any moves, and said lightly: "I have no regrets in my heart if I should not be recruited!"

Fu Zixi got up slowly, and while urging the evil force to heal his injuries, he said: "Everything was my fault back then, so why fight back."

"You...!" Surprised that the person in front of him actually brought up the past again, Jiuying was furious and was about to strike again.

I only heard Fu Zixi saying with regret: "One more palm, send me to cross the border again, and there will be no time in the future!"

"as you wish!"

I saw Jiuying concentrating the strength of his whole body, using all the nine limit magic skills, and his figure instantly moved a palm directly into Fu Zixi's chest.

Peiran Moyuan poured directly into his body, and Fu Zixi suddenly realized that this move was actually helping him heal his injuries.

"Why don't you kill me?"

"Knowingly asking!"

Fu Zixi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Jiuyingyu's hand, and kissed it lightly.

"Great Holy Mother, Fu Zixi is right!"

Withdrawing his hand, Jiuying smiled and said, "Save your hypocrisy!"

The two have their own calculations, and they know each other's heart, and they are both profit-seeking people, but the superficial cooperation still tacitly maintains the superficial peace.

"I really wronged the Holy Mother. It is really disgusting to face the ugly devil all the year round. No wonder you live like a year. But for the sake of the big plan, you can only be wronged!"

Jiu Ying saw that the ghost chess master said so, and then questioned: "Your choice made me live in a terrible balance. And a blood river battle caused your accidental death, Yuming Danxin Jun Fengtian exceeded your expectations!"

Knowing that the ghost chess master Fu Zixi came to Youjie today, it must be because of the dragon head in the Blind Sword Forest of Naqu Mountain, Jiuying cared about it and had to defend it.

Seeing Jiuying like this, the master of ghost chess smiled knowingly: "Because of the king's dedication to heaven, the ghost's plan of Baqi was destroyed. Now it is rumored that the evil god has a dragon head, which fell into the hands of Youjie. , return it?"

"Here we come!" Jiuying's heart sank, he looked at the ghost chess master and said, "What if I say that I don't know about the dragon head?"

"Sure enough!" The Ghost Chess Master was not surprised at all. When he learned that the person who got the dragon head would leave a message to the Netherworld, and since the original demon king was revived, he disappeared without a trace.

Comparing the two, the Ghost Chess Master has already guessed that the person who took the dragon head this time is probably related to the original Demon Lord.

"At the beginning, the ghost came from Dongpu, and it was recommended by the Holy Mother that he was able to sit on the position of military advisor in Youjie. Fu Zixi dare not forget this kindness.

It's just that the dragon head has a lot to do with it. If it's really not in the hands of the Holy Mother, then the demon king who disappeared without a trace must have something to do with it! "

Jiuying frowned when she heard the words, it was just as she had estimated, but there was no news of the whereabouts of the Demon Lord.

Now that the Dragon Head incident happens again, Youjie will surely become the target of public criticism.

"Then I wonder if you can find a way to find the Demon Lord?"

The ghost chess master shakes his fans with ease, and his confident attitude is undoubtedly revealed.

"The ghost has a trick, and I hope the Holy Mother will cooperate, so... so..., so... so...."

………………

Just as the conversation in the Nether Realm continued, the prodigal son had quietly arrived at the Qishan Realm.

The original vegetation is as new, and the lush forest has disappeared.

There is no one in the surrounding area, only a huge stone lotus stretches between the sky and the earth.

Not long ago, in order to prevent the eruption of the power of blood darkness, Baishi Jinglun sacrificed himself in a single page, and used this life to cultivate.

Just to seal the terrifying blood-dark power, but when manpower is exhausted, face the blood-dark power gathered by countless creatures.

Even though a single page of a book can be extraordinary, as time goes by, a lifetime of cultivation will be sealed with the ancient Weishenglian, the secret method of Buddhism.

It has already begun to collapse, the stone lotus is full of cracks, and the endless resentment energy is leaking out one after another, turning the flag mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles into a dead zone, with no humans or animals.

And the ever-spreading cracks seemed to indicate that the power of blood darkness was about to erupt.

"Master, it's scary here. What are we doing here?"

The black ball smoker floated behind the prodigal son, feeling the power emerging from the stone lotus, and asked tremblingly.

"Come here, I already have my own considerations. You should hide first!"

Hearing this, the black ball smoker immediately left the scene without any hesitation.

Immediately, I saw the prodigal son sinking his feet and heading straight for the center of the huge stone lotus.

The hip flask was taken off at the waist, and under the urging of Yuan Gong, it emitted endless suction.

From the cracks in the stone lotus, the power of blood darkness continuously emanated, as if they had found their home, they swarmed towards them immediately.

At this moment, two figures also slowly stepped into Shi Lian's range.

The girl with bright eyes and eccentric spirit looked at the back of Wei An who was walking in front of her, and said, "Bu Junshang, please walk slowly, this place is so terrifying, can he still be alive with a single page of a book?"

The man stopped, turned his head to look at the girl, and said, "I believe that a page must still be alive!"

"you believe……?"

Bi Xueyan looked at Shi Lian who was exuding a terrifying aura in the distance, and just wanted to refute.

But when they heard a long howl resounding through the sky, the two couldn't help but follow the sound.

I saw that in the center of the terrifying stone lotus, the prodigal son stepped into the void, and the terrifying suction of the flagon in his hand continued to increase.

Before he knew it, he had collected [-]% of the blood dark power, and immediately put away the flagon.

With a burst of shouting, the energy of the five thunders of the Taoist sect was mobilized to form a monstrous thunder net, covering Shi Lian.

The net of thunder intertwine and undulate, it is actually intended to repair the cracks in the stone lotus with the power of the five thunders that destroy evil.

Seeing this situation, the two people on the outskirts of Qishan also took action.

The infantry began to fight spontaneously, gathered majestic power, and suppressed the blood-dark power that had just been scattered because of losing its direction.

"God weaves a net"

Seeing this, Bi Xueyan immediately took out the sacred object of the elf world. When the body was mobilized, combined with the thunder net transformed by the prodigal son, the cracks in the stone lotus were intact again.

(End of this chapter)