Just as Dong Jinghuan and the two set off for the desert, the news that Yin Tiannu was killed and the storage ring where the body was stored was destroyed was quickly transmitted to the center of the earth through the mouth of Tianqing Pavilion.
"The ring was destroyed?!"
Mo Zhu suddenly stood up, shocked and angry, "The transaction was carried out in your Tianqing Pavilion, how could it be ruined?"
"Palace Master Mo, this pavilion cannot be blamed for this."
The voice coming from the void was calm, but still with a smile, "The person who launched the sneak attack accidentally understood a trace of the fire gods of the ten directions. Among the five elements of the gods, apart from the metal element, the fire element is the most powerful.
This person also possesses the method of condensing the divine will of the fire element. He can use it to point out the Arrancar and calculate with intention and without intention. He destroyed the storage ring in an instant. I noticed the abnormal movement and took action immediately, but it was still a step too late. "
At this point, the voice in the void smiled and said, "Your luck in the underworld is really not so bad."
The more Mo Zhu listened, the uglier his face became. When he heard the last sentence, he simply cut off the sound transmission. Her pretty face was filled with evil, and she looked at the Master of the Demon Palace, who was still studying his mind, with a fierce look in her eyes.
Since the container delivery failed, there is no need to spare this person's life.
The master of the Demon Palace sensed the murderous intent in his sight, but he did not panic. He stood up and walked over, smiling and saying: "Senior Mo, I have received a message from the first protector of our religion. I have already reminded you of this matter, no wonder Me. But..."..
The master of the Demon Palace changed the topic and said, "I have another way to help seniors solve their problems. I wonder if seniors are willing to listen to it?"
Mo Zhu's killing intent suddenly subsided and his tone was cold: "Palace Master Duan, do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"
"Why would you deceive me, senior?"
The master of the Demon Palace chuckled, "Senior also knows that I am cautious by nature, so I have made two preparations from the beginning."
Mo Zhu frowned, this Demon Palace Master...
In terms of cultivation, she is hundreds of times stronger than this person. But today, I felt like I was being led by the other party, as if every step of Dongzhou and their underworld was in his calculations.
This feeling is very bad.
However, given the current situation, she could only follow the instructions of the Master of the Demon Palace and continue asking.
"Tell me."
She wanted to see how the master of the Demon Palace could cope with the situation now.
"There is a Dharma king under you, named Ye Nu."
The master of the Demon Palace did not show off, and said frankly: "This son is not a human, but a descendant of the royal family of the Demon King Valley! Using this demon as a container, it can be used as a container to pay for six hundred, which is more than enough."
As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhu's expression changed again.
She was too familiar with the Demon King Valley.
The battle tens of thousands of years ago was due to countless monster clans blocking the passage between the two realms and delaying time, so that the puppet sect leader set up a realm gate. How could they fail so easily in the underworld? !
"The royal family of demons..."
Mo Zhu's mind was spinning, and he quickly asked: "This wild slave can make up for his physical body, but the cultivation of the White Tiger clan has always been extremely strong and yang, and is mutually exclusive with yin energy. How can it be transformed in a short time?"
The Master of the Demon Palace suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, Palace Master Mo, the White Tiger Royal Family has lost their minds. I ordered them to modify the Corpse Demon a hundred years ago to contain Yin Qi. It is perfect."
As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhu not only was not happy, but felt a chill in his heart.
This person started planning a hundred years ago and laid out several back-up plans, but she was not even aware of it.
Is it possible that this person contributed to today's situation?
She didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't want to think too much. Now that the matter was over, she could only continue to follow the path given by the other party.
When the master of the Demon Palace saw that Mo Spider was silent, he smiled and said, "The wild slave is hiding in the void near the desert. As long as Senior Mo agrees to the following two conditions, someone will send it immediately."
"Sure enough, there are conditions."
A red light flashed in Mo Zhu's eyes, "The sixth-grade inheritance has been given to you. People's hearts are not as strong as snakes swallowing elephants, so you have to push your limits."
"Senior has misunderstood."
The master of the Demon Palace chuckled, "The first condition is to wait until the wild slaves enter.
After entering the glazed passage, Rong left safely. "
Mo Zhu felt relieved when he heard this and nodded slightly, "Okay!"
"The second one is simpler."
A cold light flashed across the eyes of the Demon Palace Master, "Please help me, Senior Mo, to kill the Master of Wanjianmen!"
Mo Zhu's expression was slightly stagnant and slightly astonished, but in just a moment, she calmed down her mood swings and smiled again: "It really surprises me that Palace Master Duan is actually a very passionate person."
"The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!"
The master of the Demon Palace sneered: "The Supreme Master of the Wanjian Clan can only form elixirs, and the sword cultivator's physical body is fragile, but for seniors, it is just a piece of cake."
A sharp light flashed in Mo Zhu's eyes, but he did not agree immediately. Instead, he asked: "You have said that the Supreme Master of Wanjian Sect is so miserable, why don't you take action yourself?"
"Why do you have to take revenge personally?"
The master of the Demon Palace smiled slightly and said, "Staying here and fighting life and death just to satisfy the obsession in my heart is not the way for me to survive in this world."
Mo Zhu was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but laugh, making his branches quiver with laughter.
Soon, she stopped laughing and raised her eyes: "Palace Master Duan, you are such an interesting person.
Forget it, Prince Wan Jianmen ruined my land back then, and the palace hasn’t settled the account with her yet! Then I avenged you for killing your son. "
The Master of the Demon Palace saluted respectfully: "Thank you very much, Palace Master Mo."
The two of them had just reached an agreement when they suddenly heard loud sounds coming from above their heads.
Mo Zhu heard it, it was the vibration of the spirit boat forcing its way out of the underground soil.
"It's really not slow." She looked at the Master of the Demon Palace with a flash of evil in her eyes.
The master of the Demon Palace immediately understood and secretly transmitted the message, ordering Kudi and the palace merchant to escort the wild slaves into the glazed passage.
The moment Ye Nu stepped into the glazed passage, the master of the Demon Palace turned into a stream of light and left without saying a word.
Mo Zhu looked at it coldly and did not stop him.
After Ye Nu and the other three stepped into the glazed passage, she sensed that the two people next to Ye Nu were clearly left behind by the master of the Demon Palace.
If I were to break up with this person and force him to stay, I'm afraid those two people would destroy Ye Nu's body without hesitation.
For the sake of the underworld plan, Mo Zhu could only swallow his anger.
Since her cultivation, except for her defeat at the hands of the puppet sect leader, no one has ever made her suffer such a big loss.
When the territory of Dongzhou is completely transformed, she will definitely send people underground in the palace to dig three feet into the ground to find him, and then torture him for thousands of years with the method of soul refining, in order to eliminate the hatred in her heart!
On the other side, the master of the Demon Palace followed the passage to avoid the direction of the vibration and emerged from the ground.
Seeing the blazing sun hanging high over the desert, he was slightly relieved, silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed softly.
With this smile, instead of restraining himself, he laughed louder and louder, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered during the hundreds of years of cultivation.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"The five major sects, the Underworld, Tianqing Pavilion...a bunch of idiots!"
"It's in vain that you have profound knowledge and countless inheritances, but you are fooled around by me, a demon cultivator. You are all useless!"
"If I could be from one of the five major sects, why would I need to plan so carefully? You are all defeated by me."
"If you have a solid background, why do you need to hide here and there like a rat in the gutter?!"
"Knife, he won't die!"
The Master of the Demon Palace's eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his hands tightly. He said he was laughing, but more like he was crying.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
Everyone in the world saw that he had lost his only son and didn't care. He was very heartless, but they didn't know that his son was his only enemy.
There was intrigue among the demon cultivators, and he was afraid that his weakness would be exposed. Even though he loved Broken Blade in his heart, his expression was cold and indifferent, so he was placed in an inconspicuous position among the protectors.
But Daoer is still dead.
The hatred in his heart was much stronger than anyone imagined!
"Xiang Shu,
No matter what the fate of Dongzhou is today, it is a dead end for you! I want to see with my own eyes that your life is worse than death, your soul will be destroyed! "
He waved his sleeves and waved a teleportation vortex, and saw the old man Mengsha walking out of the void. He was none other than the first Dharma King of the Demon Palace, Dharma King Ziming.
When Dharma King Ziming came here, he didn't say a word. He swayed and merged with the master of the Demon Palace without saying a word.
At the moment of fusion, a banging sound immediately came from the main body of the Demon Palace, and the aura surged!
In just an instant, he was directly promoted from the late Nascent Soul stage to the Nascent Soul Perfection, and was only one step away from the out-of-body stage above the Nascent Soul stage.
After sensing his arrival, the master of the Demon Palace smiled and was quite satisfied.
How could he have survived for so many years under the radar of the five major sects, how could he not have an unexpected encounter? This method of clones was obtained by chance when he was weak. With his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, he could only create two clones at most.
The avatar of the "King of Self-Ming" has been released by him for three hundred years. Now that he has taken it back, he has finally reached the perfection of his Nascent Soul. With the help of the sixth-level inheritance "Demon Heaven Skill", the time to leave the body is just around the corner.
After integrating the "Self-Elucidation Clone", the scope of the Demon Palace Master's spiritual consciousness greatly increased. He found the location of the Baihua Valley Spirit Boat with just a few moments of induction. He immediately stretched out his hand between his eyebrows and pulled out all of his soul from his body, sinking it into the ground and disappearing.
After the soul disappeared, the body standing frozen in the void immediately turned into sand and stone.
The "Master of the Demon Palace" and the "King of Self-Evidence" were actually clones. Without the support of their souls, they immediately dissipated.
At the same time, "Akazawa" who was imprisoned in the spirit boat space for meditation suddenly opened his eyes. A black light flashed under his eyes and faded away in an instant without causing anyone to notice.
Glancing at the guards outside, "Akazawa" grinned.
This theater location couldn't be better.
At this moment, Xiang Shu still knew nothing about the master's plan of the Demon Palace. She was standing alone in a corner of the Spirit Boat deck with a cold expression. When the disciples passing by Baihua Valley saw her, no one came to disturb her out of curiosity.
Xiang Shu didn't know why, but she had been feeling uneasy ever since she boarded the spirit boat.
This battle was related to the life and death of Dongzhou. She should have had this premonition, but she always felt that the danger she sensed had something else to do with it.
"What will it be?"
Xiang Shu asked himself, his fingertips touched the faint golden mark in his palm. If he could practice the "ancestral seal" to the fifth level or above, the induction would be clearer.
It's a pity that since her reincarnation, she has never suffered a life-or-death crisis.
