"Give me your life in exchange!"
Zuo Shuai's cold and dignified voice reverberated in the air above the mountain peak.
Ji Tianxing furrowed his brows and stared at him coldly. His entire body was filled with a thick killing intent.
He did not get angry immediately. Instead, he shouted at Zuo Shuai in a deep voice, "I know that you are here on the orders of the Devil Emperor. The Devil Emperor's target is me!
Let me see my father. I want to see him safe and sound! "
Zuo Shuai did not speak. He raised his left hand expressionlessly.
With a flash of brilliance in his palm, a crystal ball appeared out of thin air.
The mysterious crystal ball was obviously a Dharma Artifact.
A middle-aged man in a blue robe was sealed in the crystal ball. It was Ji Changkong.
When Ji Tianxing saw the appearance of the crystal ball, his pupils shrank.
His gaze focused on Ji Changkong's body. Seeing that Ji Changkong was heavily injured and covered in blood, his heart skipped a beat.
Fortunately, Ji Changkong was only seriously injured and was still alive for the time being.
Unfortunately, Ji Tianxing's spiritual sense could not penetrate the crystal ball.
He could not check on his father's injuries, nor could he send a message to his father to ask about the situation.
When Ji Tianxing saw his father covered in scars and unconscious due to serious injuries, a monstrous rage surged in his heart.
He stared at Zuo Shuai coldly and shouted in a deep voice, "Let my father go. I can seal my power and follow you back to the Northern Desert to see the Devil Emperor."
Obviously, this was just a stalling tactic.
As long as his father could escape danger, he would rather seal his power and follow the two Devil Marshals back to the Northern Desert.
After all, he had many ways to escape.
Tu Ren, who was in the deep pit in the ruins, quickly flew out of the pit and flew up to the sky to stand beside Zuo Shuai.
When he heard Ji Tianxing's words, he sneered secretly and could not wait to agree.
"Hmph! Humans are indeed weaklings who are bound by seven emotions and six desires!
No matter how strong this kid is, his father is in our hands. He has to obey us!
After he seals his power, Benshuai will use thousands of methods to torture and kill him! "
However, what Ji Tianxing and Tu Ren did not expect was that Zuo Shuai actually shook his head and refused. He even revealed a contemptuous sneer.
"Ji Tianxing, don't embarrass yourself in front of Benshuai with your little tricks!
To the Nephilim King, only the Kenshin bloodline is useful. You are just a useless ant.
Why would Benshuai bother to bring you back to the Northern Desert? Benshuai only needs your Kenshin blood! "
After saying that, Zuo Shuai waved his hand and shot out a bloody light, which flew in front of Ji Tianxing.
Within the blood-red light was a dark and cold demonic sword.
The demonic sword was only two feet long and the blade was twisted like a snake. There were mysterious and simple patterns engraved on it. It was clearly a Soul-ranked magic treasure.
The demonic sword floated in the air in front of Ji Tianxing. It flickered with cold demonic light and emitted a mysterious and powerful aura.
Zuo Shuai played with the crystal ball in his left hand and put his right hand behind his back. He exuded a powerful and domineering aura. He sneered and said, "Ji Tianxing, Benshuai will give you a chance.
Use that sword to kill yourself in front of Benshuai. Stab yourself in the heart and Benshuai will let your father go. "
Ji Tianxing frowned and secretly clenched his fists in his sleeves.
He knew very well that the Nephilim had always been cunning and cruel. They would never keep any promises or honor.
That demonic sword was very strange. It was most likely a magic treasure that could absorb Kenshin blood.
Even if he really killed himself with the demonic sword, the Nephilim King would not let his father go.
In the end, he and his father would die here.
Ji Tianxing stared coldly at Zuo Shuai and asked in a deep voice, "What if I don't?"
Zuo Shuai didn't get angry. The corner of his mouth curled into a sneer as he said in a sinister voice, "If you don't, then Benshuai will kill your father and then kill you. He will personally take out the Kenshin blood!"
As he said that, he clenched his left hand and squeezed the crystal ball with his six strong fingers.
A few cracks immediately appeared on the crystal ball.
The crystal ball was filled with strands of blood-red light, which turned into blood-red snakes that bit at Ji Changkong's body.
The unconscious Ji Changkong was bitten by the bloody snakes and had several bloody holes on his body. Several pieces of flesh were torn off and he immediately screamed in pain.
Unfortunately, he was sealed in the crystal ball. No matter how much he screamed, Ji Tianxing couldn't hear him.
When Ji Tianxing saw his father being bitten by the Blood Red Snake and struggling in pain, he was so angry that his eyes turned blood red.
"Stop! You devil, stop! "He clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked, and gnashed his teeth as he shouted angrily.
Only then did Zuo Shuai unhurriedly loosen his six fingers, causing the blood snakes to disperse.
He stared at Ji Tianxing with a sinister gaze and said with a mocking smile, "Haha, as expected of a father and son's deep affection!
Ji Tianxing, you don't have the right to negotiate with Benshuai. Either you pick up that sword and commit suicide or you and your father will die together!
Benshuai will only give you six breaths of time. After six breaths, your father will die without a doubt! "
As Zuo Shuai's voice fell, an invisible aura of death quietly spread out and enveloped the entire mountain peak.
The air seemed to have solidified and the world seemed to have turned gray and colorless.
Even the golden light of the rising sun from the east was obscured by the dark clouds that floated in from nowhere.
The heavy, oppressive, austere, and deathly aura filled Ji Tianxing's heart!
"One!"
Zuo Shuai raised his right hand and retracted a finger.
Ji Tianxing stood stiffly on the spot, his eyes fixed on Zuo Shuai. Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind as he racked his brain to think of a solution.
"There's only six breaths of time. How can I save my father?
This Demon Commander is several times stronger than Tu Ren. His shrewdness and intelligence are also extremely high. He's too difficult to deal with!
If I forcefully save my father, he might be killed by Zuo Shuai before I can snatch the crystal ball!
No! I can't forcefully do it. This Demon Commander is even more treacherous and vicious than Tu Ren. I can't take the risk! "
Just as he was anxiously analyzing and deliberating, Zuo Shuai's right hand retracted a second finger.
"Two!"
Two breaths of time passed.
Ji Tianxing's expression became more and more unsightly. The killing intent and anger in his chest were about to explode.
"I can't forcefully do it. Do I really have to use that devil sword to commit suicide?
No! I can't take this risk. That devil sword is very strange. The Demon Commander must have prepared it long ago.
At that time, even if I kill myself, my father will still die … I have to live! "
At this moment, Zuo Shuai retracted a third finger.
"Three!"
The atmosphere became colder and colder. Heaven and earth turned gray and the sun lost its luster.
"There's not much time left. I have to think of a solution immediately!"
Ji Tianxing's heart was burning with worry. The veins on his forehead could be seen.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He thought of all kinds of solutions, including using the White Heart Demon Subduing Art, the Seal of Mountains and Rivers, the Thunderbolt Spirit Eyes, and other trump cards.
But he realized in despair that no matter which trump card he used, he had no absolute confidence in snatching the crystal ball from Zuo Shuai's hands!
Anger and despair filled Ji Tianxing's heart.
He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the mysterious and cold devil sword floating in the air in front of him.
"Four!"
Zuo Shuai's voice sounded again. The fourth finger retracted.
There were only two breaths of time left.
Ji Tianxing stretched out his hand with great difficulty and slowly reached for the devil sword.
"I don't care. I have to stabilize this Demon Commander first!"
He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind to reach out and grab the devil sword.
At this moment, a vigorous and ancient voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind.
"How can you forget me at a time like this? Do you think I don't exist? "
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