"Hey, Dark Demon, don't talk about me either. We are all busy and exhausted. It's better for you to join in quietly."
"Hmph, since it's just us now and there are no outsiders, aren't you ready to explain it to us?"
Obviously, the desire demon already knew the existence of the dark demon in Demon Emperor City, but he not only deliberately used his power to trick Demon Emperor City into cooperating with him. Only now did it finally happen. It can be said that it is unparalleled in its deviousness and treachery.
But unfortunately, the ancestor demons he faced were all genuine, so he heard the dark demon laughing nonchalantly and saying, "In our demon world, we shouldn't tell lies about those mothers-in-law, right?"
"Hehe, we are busy and exhausted, we don't come early and come late, it's just to see who has the biggest fist!"
After saying that, he pointed at the bodies of the two powerful spirits of the spirit race beside him, and said with a sinister smile on his eyebrows: "What's the matter? Is it possible that you are not angry with the demon of lust and want to come up alone to give me some advice?"
"Hahaha!"
Who would have thought that if the Dark Demon was so presumptuous, the Desire Demon would not be afraid at all. Instead, the Witch showed a smile like a silver bell and said: "Dark Demon, you want to provoke me to do something? I'm afraid you can't do it easily."
"Hehe, of course I know what you are afraid of, Dark Demon."
"Hey, everyone knows everything. Is it possible that I will be easily fooled by you?"
Hua Mo listened to Desire Mo's words and seemed to want to make it clear. So before Yumo finished speaking, he cut off his words and snorted softly:
"What's the point of bickering? If you are all willing to be cowards, then I will take action!"
It turns out that Hua Mo knew in his heart that Desire Mo just wanted to take advantage of the air-distance conversation with the demons and take the opportunity to obtain more information by circumstantial information. In this way, maybe he can really get a glimpse of the truth.
Qian Yunsheng had also analyzed this point in detail before and reminded Hua Mo, so naturally she would not let the desire demon succeed easily at the moment.
After all, the demons had been fighting to death before, and the lack of information led to such a situation.
But if the demons are really allowed to share what they have done, with a little effort, they might be able to get a full picture of the formation that the earth spirit is currently setting up.
By that time, with the seven orifices of the ancestor demons, they might not be able to see something, or even break through the formation.
Therefore, Hua Mo did not give Desire Mo such a chance and took action directly.
I saw her robe gently waved, and for the first time she drew the magic brush in the cave. Now I saw that the whole thing was not revealed, but instead it was like a black mist in the palm of the painting demon's hand.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist was seen swelling suddenly and turning into countless filaments. These filaments are like fine hair-like brushes, waving together as if tens of thousands of people are painting at the same time.
For a time, the surroundings of the painting demon were filled with countless brushes painting at the same time, as if a world of its own was painted in an instant.
And not only that, as the world around the painted demon takes shape of its own. The whole picture scroll trembled and a "ding" sound was heard.
The demons didn't know why, but they felt that the sound made their hearts skip a beat.
It felt like there was some demonic scenery that aroused the demonic soul.
"Ding, ding, ding!" For a moment, it felt like rain hitting the banana trees, and also like the West playing the harp. The continuous and dense sounds made even the powerful demons couldn't help but feel their thoughts sinking.
Among them, the seriously injured Balrog was the most unbearable. It was as if the half of the body that didn't exist couldn't help but dance for the tinkling sound.
"Hahaha!"
This made him unable to help but laugh loudly to compete with the tinkling sound even though he was so far away.
However, it was obvious that such wild laughter had made him lose for a while, so he had to force himself to speak, and hummed as if he was regaining his composure: "Drawing demons, your demon-drawing skills are getting better and better at killing people without bloodshed. But I heard that when you practice it to the highest level, But he must be a madman."
"Aren't you afraid?!"
It was obvious that Enma's words were partly to regain his position, and the other half were also intended to shake Hua Demon's will.
As long as the painting demon hesitates for a moment, it is still easy to make no progress, and it may not even be inevitable.
After all, drawing demons and practicing this magic skill is also very famous. In the millions of years before, heroes in the demon world were like crucian carp crossing the river, but no one has ever practiced this magic skill to the level.
The closest one is the Xuan Mo from a million years ago, who is said to be the great ancestor of the Hua Mo lineage. It's a pity that just when he was about to take the final step, he ended up dead with wounds all over his body. It was so miserable that it was indescribable.
Therefore, how can the ancestor demons not know these secrets of the demon world? Now that the demon drinks it at the right time, it naturally has a deep meaning.
"Quack! I think you are just jealous, Balrog! The girl who painted the demon has achieved such an achievement. I think your Balrog lineage is going to panic again!"
"Hey, hey, how do I remember that your ancestor died at the hands of his great ancestor a million years ago? Hahaha! Is it possible that we have to perform it again in this cave?"
Bone Demon's words seemed to be in favor of Hua Mo, but Yan Mo couldn't suppress Hua Mo's voice even after opening his mouth. Coupled with the words spoken by the Bone Demon, the dinging sound was immediately offset.
I don't know if the Bone Demon was also made miserable by the sound and wanted to take the opportunity to relieve the pressure. Or maybe he had other plans and didn't want to make the painting demon beautiful.
However, as the Bone Demon and Flame Demon made such a noise, the pressure on the demons was greatly reduced. The Desire Demon didn't know what he was thinking, but when he saw the Bone Demon and the Flame Demon making noises one after another, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled:
"One of you wants flowers to stick in cow dung, but you can't beat three stuffy farts with a stick, but they are a perfect match!"
"It's a pity that you guys are flirting here, but you're flirting with the wrong person!"
"In my opinion, Sister Hua Mo might actually achieve something!"
"Yes, yes," the dark demon who was taking the opportunity to sneer and watch from the sidelines. When the desire demon made a sound, he rolled his eyes and guessed what he meant.
Therefore, he deliberately added fuel to the fire and sighed: "I originally thought that this place of killing the true realm, coupled with the aura of Luo Yu, must be the handiwork of the earth spirit. It is indeed exquisitely conceived and difficult to break.
I didn’t expect that Hua Mo would be able to figure it out, but it’s really possible that she could succeed!
He deliberately said this half-sentence, and coupled with what the desire demon said just now, it actually made the Fire Demon and Bone Demon no longer want to argue.
After all, what the Demon of Desire and Dark Demon can see is if they two can't. Doesn't it mean that their current skills have been greatly reduced, the gap between them and the other three demons has been widened, and they have temporarily lost the ability to compete for supremacy?
Therefore, although they knew in their hearts that these two demons had bad intentions when they spoke like this, they still couldn't help but look at the painting demon intently.
As expected, this look made both of them look shocked. The Heavenly Demon Pen in Hua Mo's hand will now be like a fishing hook, one end held in Hua Mo's hand.
It seems to be unfolding slowly, but every stroke is extremely dull. The other end was like a heavy one, with a faint spiritual energy slowly coming out.
Although the situation is still not obvious at the moment, they can take a closer look with their powerful eyes. What the painting demon is getting, if it's not Qing Huan's true form, then who is it?
