"Who is she? She dares to point fingers in front of us," the boy said unconvinced.
"It's just a controlled puppet," the man in Confucian robes said as he stood up.
"Puppet?" The boy was stunned, "No wonder, I think she speaks in a dull manner and has no emotion at all."
"It's not her I'm afraid of, but the people behind her," the man in Confucian robes said with deep eyes, and after thinking for a while, he replied.
"The devil is born."
"But... once it's born, it's beyond our control," the boy said hesitantly.
"You have to think twice, think back to Bai Di..."
"Don't mention the White Emperor," the man in Confucian robes pointed to the sky with his right hand, saying nothing.
The boy quickly covered his mouth and nodded quickly.
…………
In the Demon Tower, Xu Zimo fell with another knife.
Wailing sounds continued, and a large wave of monsters all fell to the ground, rolling around and wailing continuously.
When the fanged man saw this scene, he angrily yelled: "A bunch of trash."
Seeing Xu Zimo step forward with a knife, he looked panicked.
He opened his mouth wide, and a green waterfall spurted out of his mouth.
This green waterfall smells of decay, and if anything touches it, it will rot like sulfuric acid.
Xu Zimo turned sideways and dodged the blow.
However, it was obvious that the fanged man did not want to fight. He turned around and fled towards the top of the demon tower.
Ahead is a high platform.
The fanged man jumped onto the high platform, and the sound of "rumbling" continued to sound, and the entire high platform rose into the sky.
"Stay," Xu Zimo shouted softly.
The domineering shadow in his hand passed by the sword energy and continued to shatter on the high platform.
With a few "bang" sounds, all the sword energy was annihilated.
Xu Zimo's eyes narrowed. This high platform didn't look like an ordinary thing. He jumped up and jumped directly into the void.
He climbed the rock with both hands to the top of the high platform, and the high platform flew upwards at an extremely fast speed.
"Go down," the fanged man stepped on his right foot, trying to step on Xu Zimo's hand.
However, Ba Ying turned around and pointed the tip of the knife upwards. He heard a cry of pain, and the tip of the knife pierced the fanged man's right foot.
Xu Zimo turned over and stood up from the high platform.
The fanged man was startled, jumped off the high platform, and jumped into the air towards the open space next to him.
He turned over, landed safely, and ran madly towards the small door next to him.
Xu Zimo's eyes were as bright as a torch, and the shadow in his hand pierced the endless void, and he threw it directly towards the fanged man.
The area of this small door is less than one meter, and the fanged man has no time to dodge when the tyrant shadow comes to kill him.
He was nailed directly to the wall.
Xu Zimo's robes were flying as he walked into the small door step by step. As soon as he entered, the area he could see became wider.
The man with fangs struggled and vomited blood, but Ba Ying penetrated his chest and nailed him to the wall.
"Where is this?" Xu Zimo asked.
In the vast hall, several steel-framed braziers were burning slowly, and the lights flickered on and off.
On the walls, lifelike patterns are carved, and these patterns are concave and convex.
There are divine dragons circling, dark demons shining through the world, and free monsters floating in the void.
The fanged man just kept vomiting blood and said nothing.
Xu Zimo pulled out Ba Ying, and the fanged man's body fell heavily to the ground.
"Tell me about it," Xu Zimo asked.
However, the fanged man still didn't speak. He just looked at Xu Zimo's strange smile and vomited blood.
"The Dark One lives forever."
After he finished speaking, his whole body turned into a ball of black pus and blood and disappeared.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly, looked around, and finally came to the patterns carved on the walls.
He stretched out his hand and touched the pattern twice. It felt cold and hot.
Finally he turned around and left, disappearing.
Not long after Xu Zimo left, in the empty void, the previous pus and blood condensed again and turned into human form.
The figure of the fanged man reappeared, and he knelt on the ground in fear.
"Lord Evil!"
He lowered his head, his figure trembling, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.
From the statue on the wall, a mass of black energy roared out, blocking everything.
A magnetic voice sounded: "Who asked you to lead outsiders here?"
"I'm here to ask for help. That guy is no match for us," the fanged man quickly explained.
"What kind of help are you asking for? If you die, you will die. A bad life is nothing.
Can you bear the responsibility for ruining my resurrection plan? "The voice in the black mist replied.
"My subordinates deserve to die, my subordinates deserve to die," the fanged man kept kowtowing, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was heard.
The black mist in the hall was getting thicker and thicker, and it was about to envelop the fanged man in it.
At this moment, a white light flashed.
Breaking through the dark fog, I saw the boy holding an amber crystal, standing in the void.
"What are you doing here?" The voice in the black mist suppressed his anger and asked calmly.
"Let you out," the boy replied.
"Are you kidding? You dare to let me out?" The voice in the black mist had a joking tone, obviously not believing it.
However, the boy didn't talk nonsense to him and threw the amber-like crystal in his hand directly.
The crystal passed through the layers of fog and instantly decomposed into countless fragments as if it had hit something.
"You...," the voice in the black mist seemed to be filled with disbelief.
But he soon started laughing.
The laughter spread throughout the void, straight into the sky, shaking the clouds.
"Come out. After thousands of years, all ups and downs must be surrendered in front of me."
If you look at it from the outside, it looks like a black tornado is passing over the Demon Tower.
The entire sky felt like black clouds were pressing down on the city.
Evil spirits abounded, and the Ghost Prince and Ji Jiuning outside both separated their bodies and looked towards the place of the Evil Tower.
A long arm flew out from the Demon Tower, sweeping across the wasteland and filling the sky with lightning and thunder in the sky.
At this moment, it is not just this Demonic Tower, but the other three Demonic Towers around are all in the same scene.
And in the center of the hell sea.
The entire sea area seemed to be boiling, boiling continuously, and small bubbles rushed out one after another.
It seemed like something was about to appear.
…………
In the empty hall, the boy's eyes narrowed and he was about to leave.
Suddenly there were footsteps nearby.
"Why did the evil demon king that Bai Di worked so hard to seal be released?" a voice suddenly sounded.
The boy's figure that was about to leave paused and quickly looked in the direction of the door.
Xu Zimo was seen holding a knife in his arms, standing leaning on the door frame, looking at him with a chuckle.
"When did you come?" the boy asked.
"I came earlier than you," Xu Zimo said.
“I saw everything that I should see and what I shouldn’t see.”
