The incident happened so suddenly that Suo Long was speechless. He endured the pain in his heart and used magic power to protect his heart. However, the magic power was about to be exhausted, and soon the poison eroded his heart, leaving only a trace of breath.
"Why?" He uttered these three words before the stars disappeared in his eyes.
"I also changed my mind. The magic root is mine!" Zhiyang said with a smile.
He approached Aofeng and said with a smile: "Brother, this hurts a lot, please bear with it!"
Aofeng sighed: "Since we are brothers, give me a good time!"
"You can't die yet. Someone must take the blame for killing the god!"
He took out a small knife, slit Aofeng's dantian, carefully picked off the magic root, and placed it in the brocade box. Aofeng's eyes widened with anger, but he could not move.
Zhiyang's palm glowed with light blue, and the wound in Aofeng's dantian slowly healed.
"Be careful with your words and deeds. If you shut up, the little girl will live. Of course, I will fuse the magic roots after you die and will not give you a chance to make a comeback! If you make such a big move, the devil's guards will soon arrive."
Zhiyang left with Luchen. Qicai was extremely anxious, "Master, I didn't expect this idiot to be so scheming, hurry up and find a way to get out!"
Aofeng struggled to sit up, but his magic power was exhausted and he lost his magic root, so he was still unable to move. At this time, several human figures shot up...
In the secret room of the Demon Palace, the lights were dim, and Aofeng was meditating in the corner of the prison. He wore dark shackles and handcuffs, which blocked the flow of magic power, making him unable to use his skills, let alone break free.
Suddenly a cold voice came from his mind, "Where did this wild boy come from, and he could communicate with me? Is it really strange?"
Aofeng looked around. Through the bars of the cell, it was dark and dark outside, and there was no sign of anyone at all.
"Who are you? Please tell me how to break free from these shackles?"
"There is a super strong seal inside, and I can't break free. Otherwise, I would have escaped long ago!"
Aofeng still wanted to ask a question, but the man seemed to be tired of it and became silent again.
Aofeng had no choice but to meditate quietly, with the three flowers gathering at the top, his inner breath turning nine times, and his magic power slowly recovered.
"Master, if you tell the story truthfully and confess the bad guy Zhiyang, you may be able to get away with it!"
Aofeng shook his head, "He will definitely deny it. If we can't find the magic root, my words will become even weaker. What's more..."
He hesitated to speak, and colorful jealousy arose, "Are you still thinking about her? Once you are unfaithful, you will never be unfaithful for the rest of your life. If you are so merciful, you will be destroyed in the hands of a woman sooner or later!"
After a few more arguments, the deathly silence returned. After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard in the corridor, and Qi Jue strode forward, followed by two imperial guards.
Someone opened the cell door and moved the chair, and Jueshen sat down calmly. His eyes were like lightning, as if he wanted to pierce Aofeng's soul, "I originally thought you were a rare talent, and I wanted to entrust you with an important task, but who would have thought that you took the demonic foundation that was supposed to be dedicated to my king and committed murder as your own?" God commits a serious crime, what excuse do you have?”
Aofeng looked at him and said nothing.
"I have recommended myself to my king, and I advise you to hand over your demonic roots and alleviate your sins. Perhaps my king can be accommodating and leave you a way to survive!"
Aofeng smiled and said, "I'm a very stubborn person. I won't give things to others if I believe they belong to me!"
Jueshen looked gloomy and stared at him, "Just think about it, it's not worth going to jail and losing your life for something external to you!"
"I don't have to worry about my life or death!"
Qi Jue stood up, his eyes focused, and his anger was obviously at its peak, "I see that you are my subordinate, so I want to leave you a way to survive. Since you are so stubborn, there is no one else in the Blood Alliance who can be proud of me. God is so kind and righteous that you can take care of yourself!"
"What kind of blood alliance? I don't care about it! It's just that you, Jueshen, have gone all the way in vain and have not accomplished anything. You should think about how to say more good things and ask the devil for forgiveness!"
He spoke sarcastically. Qi Jue became furious and smashed the chair with one palm, causing his magic power to leak out. The person behind him was trembling and begged quickly, "Jueshen, please calm down and don't argue with this dying person!"
Qi Jue suppressed his anger and walked away.
Silence returned again, and Qicai asked in confusion: "Master, this is a life-saving straw, why do you want to anger him?"
Qi Jue smiled and said nothing, and the voice in his mind sounded again, "Boy, you did a good job at the double act! It's just that I just made a divination for you. You will inevitably die tonight!"
"Don't worry, I believe that miracles will happen in desperate situations!"
At this moment, there was a sparse sound in the decaying grass underfoot, and a snow-white beetle crawled out. It held two large claws and looked majestic. Climb to the ankle, cut the big claws, and the shackles fall off with a sound.
Aofeng was not surprised. He watched the insect cut off his handcuffs and shackles, and then turned into smoke and dispersed. He stretched and said, "Okay, it's time to go outside and breathe fresh air!"
He set off invisibly, and the cell was empty. It seemed that this Jedi secret room would hardly be treated like this unless he was a repeat offender. Climbing up the stairs, I saw no guard. The door at the end was half open, and I could vaguely see the stars in the sky.
Aofeng wanted to open the door, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. Then a roaring arrow rose into the sky, exploding in the sky and dissipating like fireworks.
"No, there's a barrier!" Qicai shouted.
Aofeng was in a hurry and slashed with his sword. There was a sound of cracking silk and the barrier was split open. He rushed outside, and it happened to be the square in front of the Demon Palace. The Imperial Guards were coming from all directions, and the silver-winged flying dragons in the sky were arranged neatly, with bright helmets and armor, and they were surrounded like iron barrels.
"What a great scene! I like it!" Aofeng roared happily, swung his long sword, filled the air with poisonous mist, and at the same time, pulled out a bright arc of light, tearing a fan-shaped gap in the Imperial Guards. He flew away, but arrows in the sky were like locusts, blocking his figure.
"It should be thicker!" His figure spun like a top, and the poisonous mist became thicker, obscuring the sight. Many people couldn't bear it and fell to the ground one after another. When Aofeng saw that the opportunity had come, he turned invisible again, got into the poisonous fog, and prepared to escape.
Suddenly, there was a strange feeling behind him, as if there was danger approaching, but there was no sound. Aofeng used his sixth sense to parry in a hurry. The sound of weapons clashing could be heard continuously, and he was forced to retreat a few feet.
That aura followed him like a shadow, and the invisible knife shadow fell from the sky. Aofeng's movement was extremely fast, and he avoided the attack.
"Master, this person is also invisible and is good at sneak attacks. It will be very disadvantageous for a stalemate to continue. This person's metallic nature forces him to reveal himself."
The proud front was raised, the wind was blowing, and the hot air hit the face, forming a space wrapped in flames with a radius of ten feet. A woman appeared inside, with orange-yellow plain armor, graceful and charming, holding two small gold knives, full of murderous intent.
"Miaohua Mantis, with its metallic properties and the sharpness of a knife, can tear apart everything without making a sound. Miaoshen, it is a crime worthy of death to alarm your master!"
"Oh, that's so rude. You're calling someone's magic form in front of a large crowd. Don't think that your demon realm can restrain the slave family. I can't wait and want to cut you into several pieces right now."
She has a sweet voice and a gentle breath, but her attacks are extremely vicious, as fast as lightning, and her sword never leaves the vital point.
Aofeng retreated continuously, tired of parrying. "Silver pewter gun tip, young man, I'm a little disappointed!"
Her swords suddenly surged, their golden light was several feet high, and their power was overwhelming. The sword of Aofeng also became giant. The weapons met and suddenly broke into ten thousand pieces. Like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, the sky was full of hidden weapons attacking Tang Miao. At the same time, in the gap of golden light, he rose up and spread his wings to fly high.
Suddenly, several streaks of light flew out, blocking the direction of advancement. Aofeng's body froze, and in an instant, Tang Miao came and started fighting hand-to-hand again.
A voice came from the air, "Want the golden cicada to escape from its shell? As long as Lao Mu is here, this way will be blocked!"
Aofeng laughed, "Mu Shen is here too, I'm so proud!"
At this moment, in the Demon Palace, the lights were dim, and the Demon King was condescending, watching the battle through the window. The steward stood aside.
"My king, Jueshen just finished interrogating the prisoner, and that person broke through the seal and escaped. Do you really have no doubts?"
The devil smiled and said nothing. The manager continued: "My servants reported that Jueshen expelled that man from the Blood Alliance, and he got so angry that he almost slapped him to death on the spot. My subordinates thought he was trying to deceive others!"
The Demon King said calmly: "The God of Jue is very loyal and brave, but he is a little selfish and resorts to petty tricks. It's only human nature. Forget it, let him go!"
"But Demon King, if this person escapes, the clues to trace the demon's roots will be lost!"
"Aside from the demonic roots, I want to know other secrets about him. Don't worry, everything is under control..."
The two men were still fighting fiercely in the square, and Tang Miao was also secretly surprised. It was incredible that a nameless boy was so inextricably linked to the god himself.
Her posture changed, her body was split into two, and she attacked from both sides. Aofeng was able to defeat four swordsmen with one sword, and was even more at a disadvantage. He swept out a powerful arc of light with his long sword, forcing the two figures back. Suddenly, his eyes blurred and turned into four figures.
"Master, this clone technique consumes a lot of magic power, so avoid its edge first!"
Aofeng flew away, with four clones of Tang Miao chasing after him. A few streams of light, dazzling. When Mo Mu saw that the situation was deadlocked, Mo Tian's bow shook, and a wall of light shot out, blocking Aofeng's path. Four clones arrived in a fan shape.
Suddenly a white shadow flashed, the light was dazzling, and the strong force forced many clones back. Tang Miao's big move was exhausted, and she retracted the clones, dripping with sweat.
Qi Jue displayed his halberd and said, "Miao Shen retreats to rest. I will personally end the rebellion of my subordinates!"
Tang Miao happened to find the steps, "Since Jueshen wants to clean up the house personally, the slave family won't join in the fun!"
He stared at Aofeng: "I didn't expect you to be able to break through the seal and escape?"
"The magic of the magic root is unexpected!"
"It's useless to say more, let you see the true power!" The light of Qijue's halberd skyrocketed, and the strips of light enveloped Aofeng. When everyone saw him using his ultimate move "Dragon Breaking Technique" as soon as he came up, they all retreated for fear of harming Chi Yu.
The strange magic power gathered to the extreme, and there was a loud explosion, like a flying cannonball, which burst out with a huge circle of light. The house collapsed, and everyone was knocked to the ground. The beam of light shot out with great force, Aofeng defended with his sword, his body was knocked away and shot out with the stream of light.
Mo Mu sighed, how could he explain to the Demon King that he was so arrogant in front of everyone?
Suddenly, a black light shot out from the top of the Demon Palace, cutting off the white light, and turned into a giant hand to hold Aofeng in the palm of his hand.
"I am surprised that you can withstand the 'Dragon Breaking Technique' of the absolute god. Let me enter your head and see what secrets you have?"
Aofeng tried to break away from the giant hand, but to no avail. The black light converged on his head, and Aofeng had no choice but to gather all his magic power to contend with it.
Qicai's voice rang in his mind: "It's extremely critical, Qicai will temporarily take over this body. 'Devil's solution' to the ninth level, shatter the body into pieces, use human bombs, and set off fireworks!"
Aofeng's body suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, floating in the sky like fireworks...
