Li Mangshan was enraged. With a shout, the nine's expressions changed and they didn't say a word.
Actually, they were used to fooling around. Plus, they joined the battle late and didn't experience the painful environment before, so they looked much more relaxed.
The others couldn't relax and even wanted to cry.
Li Yunxiao said, "You just came out of Xuanli Island and should go to Yanwu City to comprehend the laws of the ten directions. However, we are short on manpower, so I'll have to trouble you for now. When the manpower is here, I'll immediately send someone to bring you back. "
Li Mangshan quickly cupped his fists, "Of course. Alliance Leader Yun, don't listen to their nonsense. I'll let them stay here forever. "
The nine of them looked like they were about to cry, but they looked very honest.
Li Yunxiao and the others waved their hands and left dejectedly, leaving only the ten desolate figures in the sky.
In a deep pool in the Demonic World.
With a bang, the pool exploded again, even more violently than before. All the water vapor evaporated and turned into nothingness.
Di Jia rushed up with a gloomy face and landed on a mountain peak. He looked coldly at the pool with an ugly expression.
"Who is it?!"
Di Jia shouted and looked into the void. He seemed to have sensed that someone was there.
"Hehe, Lord Demon Lord, how have you been?"
A white silhouette slowly appeared from the void. His lips curled into a smile as he looked at Di Jia quietly.
This person's eyes were light blue, like a pool of water, bottomless.
Di Jia shouted, "Who are you? I don't think I know you. "
The figure smiled, "Lord has been sealed for a hundred thousand years and your memories are incomplete. It's normal for you to forget me. I'm half a demon now. You can call me Hu. "
"Hu? Half a demon? "
Di Jia said solemnly, "So you weren't a demon before?"
Hu smiled and said, "It's been too long, I've also forgotten about it."
Di Jia snorted, "It's good that you forgot. Otherwise, your memory will be too good and your life will be too tiring."
Di Jia pointed at the pool and said coldly, "Did you take away the things I left here?"
Hudu laughed and used his finger to lightly knock on his head, saying: "Too much time has passed, I really have forgotten."
"You forgot? Looks like I'll have to make you remember! "
Di Jia's face turned cold. He leaped into the air from the peak of the mountain and clawed at the air with his hand. Slowly, he pulled out the Bone-Chopping Knife, which emanated a boundless demonic aura.
Hu looked at the saber and revealed a longing expression. He licked his lips and smiled. "The Demonic Weapon of Six Paths. To think that it is still in your hands after one hundred thousand years. It's truly the weapon of a loyal minister. "
"Oh, it seems like you are very interested in this Demon Weapon."
Di Jia raised his blade and admired it for a while. Suddenly, without saying a word, he teleported in front of Hu and slashed down!
Hu did not have anything in his hand, but he raised his hand to grab the Demon Weapon!
"Arrogant!"
Di Jia was furious. For thousands of years, no one had ever dared to catch a Demonic Weapon with their bare hands. This was simply unimaginable and unheard of. "Are you a madman and an idiot?!"
"Chi!"
The Bone-Chopping Knife fell and directly chopped off Hu's entire arm.
"Hahaha, good saber, really good saber!"
Not only did Hu not feel pain, but he laughed even more excitedly. He licked his lips with his red tongue and stared at the knife.
"Since you like it so much, then I will use this saber to send you to the afterlife!"
Di Jia's saber flashed and slashed horizontally, aiming for Hu's head.
Hu's face revealed a sinister smile. He took a step back and formed a one-handed seal.
The Bone-Chopping Knife fell and slashed into Hu's body, piercing right through.
Suddenly, an array pattern appeared on Hu's body. The array pattern spun and gathered on the blade.
"This array …!"
Di Jia suddenly shuddered and cried out involuntarily, "Who the hell are you?!"
He pulled out his saber and was about to retreat.
But it was too late. Hu's remaining arm reached over and with a bang, his fingers dug into Di Jia's shoulder like claws, not letting him go.
Di Jia was extremely anxious. He quickly chanted a spell and manifested three heads and six arms. The True Demon Giant Spirit appeared behind him and formed a seal with all six arms.
Hu's face was filled with a sinister smile. He also chanted, and a giant spirit slowly formed behind him. It was also the Dharma Form of Three Heads and Six Arms.
"No! Impossible! "
Di Jia looked at the Dharma Form and felt an inexplicable fear. He seemed to have lost his composure.
"Nothing is impossible in this world."
Hu looked at him coldly and said, "The True Demon Form and True Demon Body, these two great mystiques, were originally born with the Six Paths Demon Weapons. It's not only you, the Demon Master Emperor, who can have them, I can also have them!"
Hu's Dharma Form behind him formed a seal and attacked forward.
The two enormous spirits fought endlessly in the sky. Strands of devilish light shot out in all directions and shook the heavens to the point of collapsing and splitting the earth.
The battle between the two seemed to be equally matched, but Di Jia was extremely anxious. This was because he knew that Hu was stronger than him. They seemed to be equally matched because Hu had put most of his effort into the Raising Bone Cleaver!
The Raising Bone Cleaver seemed to be enchanted and continued to penetrate deeper into Hu's body.
Di Jia's heart turned cold as if he had fallen into an abyss. He could clearly feel that his control over the Raising Bone Cleaver was becoming weaker and weaker.
"Haha, looks like the rumors are true!"
Hu Kuang laughed, and his eyes became even bluer from excitement. "Rumor has it that the Six Paths Demonic Weapon is an item without a spirit. One must sacrifice their body to the weapon and turn themselves into the weapon spirit of the Demonic Weapon in order to communicate with the Demonic Weapon and become its master!"
"Oh, no, I was wrong. It should be the slave of the Demonic Weapons!"
Hu laughed proudly and said, "Because a Heavenly Saint Artifact represents the highest law of a world, and it's even formed from the law itself, it's impossible for a Heavenly Saint Artifact to be controlled by a spirit within the world. Only by sacrificing oneself to the artifact and becoming the artifact slave, the artifact spirit, can one truly control and display the greatest power of the Heavenly Saint Artifact! Am I right or not? The King of the West, Bei Jinghong! "
After Hu finished speaking, he looked into the distance.
Di Jia was slightly startled. Everything Hu said was true, and it made him feel very uneasy. He hadn't felt this uneasy even when the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm's experts had sealed him.
As long as the Heavenly Saint Weapon existed, he wouldn't die.
Because he was the weapon spirit of the Heavenly Saint Weapon!
Once he died, the Demonic Weapons of the Six Paths would open an entrance to the Demon Realm in the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm and merge the two realms.
Therefore, the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm's experts couldn't do anything to him. They could only suppress him separately.
But now, he suddenly felt the threat of death, because this was the Demon Realm. If he died in the Demon Realm, the Demonic Weapons wouldn't react.
But the person in front of him not only had the power to kill him, but he also had the technique to subdue the Demonic Weapons.
The formation around the Raising Bone Cleaver was a formation for sacrificing oneself to the weapon.
Hu was using the formation to turn himself into the Raising Bone Cleaver's weapon spirit so that he could snatch the Raising Bone Cleaver away.
In the sky not far away, ripples appeared, and Bei Jinghong's figure appeared. His eyes were filled with panic, and he looked at Hu in fright. "You … you are …"
Hu grinned and said, "Hehe, my old friend still hasn't forgotten me."
Bei Jinghong vigilantly took out the Magical Tree Golden Wheel to protect himself. Gnashing his teeth, he said, "It's really you! The Lord of the Earth Realm, Zhuo Kun! "
"What?!"
Di Jia trembled. Looking at the person in front of him, he seemed to recall something.
100,000 years ago, he was one of the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm's four Realm Kings in the war between the two realms, and he was the Lord of the Earth Realm!
Di Jia gnashed his teeth and said, "Why did you come to the Demon Realm? And why did you demonize yourself?"
Hu said with a smile, "It's a long story."
A look of reminiscence flashed across his face. He said, "But I'm too excited now, and I'm not in the mood to talk about the past. Lord Demon Lord, you're one of the most powerful beings in the world, and now you're about to vanish. What do you think? "
"What do you think? You want to kill me? In your next life! "
Di Jia shouted angrily. He poured all his demonic power into the Akama Blade. At the same time, his four arms behind him weaved hand signs. He wanted to summon another Demon Weapon.
Zhuo Kun smiled faintly and said, "With your power, you can't summon another Demon Weapon. Besides, I can only digest one for now. Don't waste your effort."
Zhuo Kun's light blue eyes flickered, and Di Jia's whole body was enveloped in a blue radiance. The demonic energy he gathered started dissipating.
"Netherworld Fire?!"
Di Jia was shocked, and he cried out involuntarily, "You're already a Demon. How can you still use an item with the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm's power?!"
Bei Jinghong was also shocked. He made a prompt decision and took out the Magical Tree Golden Wheel. With a clanging sound, it turned into a huge wheel and flew over.
Bang!
An extremely powerful force blasted over, hitting the golden wheel and sending it flying.
Bei Jinghong looked around in panic and shouted, "Who is it?!"
His divine sense didn't detect anyone, but his sense of smell told him that there was a faint fragrance.
He suddenly discovered that a woman was standing three hundred feet away from him. She was looking at him with a sneer on her face.
Bei Jinghong's face twisted, and his body couldn't help but shiver.
That woman was just standing there quietly, but he couldn't detect her. This proved that she was much stronger than him.
Bei Jinghong spat out two words with great difficulty. He clenched his teeth and said, "Demon Venerable!"
The woman nodded and said, "The Reverend of the Yuan Tribe, Yuan."
She introduced herself politely, but Yuan's eyes were filled with disdain and coldness. It was as if she was looking at a dead man.
Bei Jinghong said angrily, "Zhuo Kun, you were the leader of the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm in the past, but you degenerated into a demon and colluded with the Demon Venerable!"
"Haha!"
Zhuo Kun laughed wildly and said, "Bei Jinghong, there's one good thing about the Demon Realm. The people here are relatively honest. They rarely see people like you, who say one thing but mean another. You're quite righteous, so why did you come to this deep pond? Also, I've seen the Master of the Universe God Stele. It seems like he can't control it. You probably didn't tell him the truth about the Artifact Spirit because of your selfishness, right? "
"Humph!"
Bei Jinghong's face turned pale. He knew that he couldn't get Zhuo Kun's attention anymore. He snorted coldly and turned into a beam of light. He wanted to leave.
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