Waste zombies will defy the sky

Chapter 239 Hell
Northern Xinjiang, a desolate place, borders Nanzhao Kingdom and has the most abundant mineral resources.At the same time, this is also the base camp of the demons.It's just that the demons hide very deeply, and it is still impossible to know the exact location of their base camp, only know that it is in a certain corner of this desolate land.

"Holy Emperor, have you made contact with Luo Ziyun?"

"good."

Sheng Ming, who was dressed in a flowing black robe, sat on an incomparably evil throne made up of countless dead bones, with a hint of playfulness shining in those golden eyes.

"Then...why did the Holy Emperor let her go in the end?"

Sheng Ming glanced at this seductive woman who was bowing forward with a gloomy expression.With a movement of his figure, he appeared in front of the woman, raised his slender fingers, and gently stroked the woman's face. "Xiao Xiner, isn't this better?"

The coquettish woman's delicate body trembled slightly, her silver teeth were clenched tightly, her white and tender face was flushed, and her eyes were full of ambiguous mist. "Xin'er...don't understand."

Sheng Ming hooked the corners of his lips, turned around, and came behind the alluring woman.He suddenly put his arms around the coquettish woman's waist from behind, put his handsome face close to her neck, took a deep breath, and looked intoxicated. "Xiao Xiner is still so intoxicating."

"Holy Emperor..." The little Xin'er that Sheng Ming spoke of was Mo Xin, the left protector of the royalist faction of the Demon Race.What she is best at is the charm technique that makes men fascinated, but to Sheng Ming, this charm technique is just to add some spice.

Just when Mo Xin thought that Sheng Ming would make the next move, Sheng Ming's figure moved, and he returned to the Throne of Withered Bones, his expression returning to his sternness.In Mo Xin's heart, she couldn't help feeling disappointed, but she didn't dare to show it.

"Little Xin'er, you should know that our main goal is the Holy Lord of the Rings, and killing the Holy Maiden is just incidental. Now that Luo Ziyun's strength is unfathomable, the Emperor has seen many possibilities in her. Perhaps she There may be a secret that can break the Holy Lord of the Rings."

Hearing this, Mo Xin's eyes lit up. "Could it be... the Holy Emperor wants to..."

Sheng Ming smiled and said meaningfully: "You guessed right. Next, let the people in the clan stop for a while, just pay close attention to Luo Ziyun's movements. Not only can we not attack her now, And create a comfortable environment for her."

"It's just that the Baosheng faction probably won't be able to sit still, right? If they find Luo Ziyun and reach a consensus, it will definitely be very disadvantageous to us." Mo Xin said solemnly.

"The emperor will not let them relax on the side of the Saint-protecting faction. This guy in Hell has recently retreated, and he probably won't be able to come out for a while. We can create some trouble for them, so that they don't have extra time to talk to Luo Ziyun. Contact." Sheng Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered.

"The Holy Emperor is wise." Mo Xin bowed, with an extremely fanatical look on her face.

At the same time, in an extremely hidden place in the north of Northern Xinjiang, a group of people felt uncomfortable.

"Has Master Yan Prison left the customs?"

"not yet."

"This is troublesome." Feixuan was worried, pacing back and forth in front of a closed stone door. "Now that Shengming has contacted Luo Ziyun, I believe their Royalist faction will definitely make a big move. Now Lord Yan Prison is retreating, and our Saint-protection faction has no leader. What should we do?"

"Master Feixuan, you said that Shengming had contact with the saint? But why didn't he kill the saint?" A demon guard at the gate asked suspiciously.

"This is also where I am puzzled." Feixuan stood still with a serious expression on his face. "With the style of the royalists, they will definitely kill the saints immediately. At that time, our saints will also be defeated by themselves. However, Shengming did not do this. With his strength, even ten saintesses I can't resist, why did I retreat without fighting?"

"Master Feixuan, isn't this the best? No matter why Shengming didn't kill the saint, as long as we find the saint, the demons will definitely restore the harmony of the past."

Feixuan shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid it won't work. Now the royalists have an absolute advantage. Even if we find the saint, it will only increase our momentum, but this war still has to be fought. Now is the saint worth it?" It’s not worth our while to devote everything to cultivating it, it’s still unknown.”

Immediately, the demons guarding the gate fell silent.

Their Saints are currently in a weak position, and they can hardly hold their heads up when they are suppressed by the Royalists, so they can only hide in this valley.If they hadn't been supported by the prestige of Master Hell, they would have been wiped out by the royalists long ago.According to what Feixuan said, if after bringing the saint back, they find that she is not someone who can support the overall situation, then the price they have to pay will be even more painful.

Their current resources are very scarce. Once they are all used to cultivate the saintess, there will only be two results, either to support the overall situation, or to fail completely.

Feixuan took a deep look at the two closed stone gates, and prayed in his heart that Lord Hell could leave the gate as soon as possible and take charge of the overall situation.

Behind the stone gate is a wide stone room. The faint candlelight makes the surrounding stone walls slightly yellow, adding a touch of mystery to this stone room.

A woman standing still like a green lotus, with her eyes tightly closed, bursts of red mist lingering around her body.These fogs sometimes turned into wild beasts, and sometimes turned into various figures with naked bodies, which seemed very strange.

Even though the picture is very weird, it can't stop the beauty of this woman.The melon-seeded face, thin red lips, creamy snow skin, and straight nose make up a stunning appearance, and the enchanting figure, hot and seductive, can make all male creatures go crazy.

Suddenly, the woman moved slightly, her white and slender hand turned, bringing up a blood-colored mist, which turned into a wild beast roaring, then turned around, raised her hand, and the blood-colored mist turned into a wave.With her graceful and enchanting movements, the blood-colored mist changed unpredictablely, and the changes in it became more and more strange.

As these changes became more and more weird, the aura of the woman became stronger and stronger, and finally hit a bottleneck.Immediately, the woman's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and her body movements eased up, but she continued to gather the spiritual power in her body, preparing to break through this bottleneck and enter a new realm.

"Broken!" The woman shouted coquettishly, and the blood mist around her instantly turned into a ferocious beast, soaring into the sky and roaring angrily.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the woman's expression became sluggish.Then, she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of captivating red eyes. "It's still close to breaking through to the Heavenly Spirit Realm. But this is the point, like a thousand mountains, it is difficult to cross. However, I will not give up. In this world, there is no thing that makes me give up in Hell. "

Yan Gui exuded an unyielding arrogance, then readjusted his breath, and entered the state of attacking the heavenly spirit realm again.

(End of this chapter)