Chapter 18: The Demon Venerable's Basket

Ze'er shook her head and said, "It's not that I refused, it's that I don't know what will happen in the future if I promise you." www.biquge.info The Demon Monarch sneered and said, "Are you afraid, as the heir of this monarch, you will kill the three elders of the Snow Country, haven't you ever killed anyone?"

Ze'er was shocked, he blamed himself for killing Lie Ye, but if he wanted to kill people on purpose, he still couldn't do it.

"To become a strong man in the world, first of all, you must be ruthless, not sacrifice millions of lives, how can you stand at the highest peak, the so-called one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, if you can't pass this level in front of you, then Benjun has to sigh!"

Ze'er was silent.

The Demon Lord said again: "I want to suspect that you lack guts, so you can't be considered a cultivator yet!"

Ze'er gritted her teeth and said, "It's not that I don't have guts, I just don't want to kill for no reason!"

The Demon Lord smiled: "Okay, then let Benjun see your guts!"

Ze'er asked, "If I promise you, what guarantee do you have?"

The Demon Lord said proudly: "The words of this monarch are guarantees!"

Ze'er said: "Then what do you mean when you said that you searched for sixty years before you found the heir, could it be that His Royal Highness the Demon Lord is about to die?"

A deep sigh.

"Yes, Benjun's physical body has been cultivated to the extreme, and the primordial god can no longer be reborn, what will happen in the future, I really don't know!"

Ze Erqi said: "I can't take it anymore, have you already taken it a few times, after cultivating to the ninth layer, can't you live for a long time?"

The Demon Lord laughed twice and said, "You are really a chick, you can only take it three times at most, and this monarch has lived for nearly five hundred years, don't you know?"

Ze'er said apologetically: "I really don't know what you said, and I can't even judge whether your words are true or false." ”

The Demon Lord laughed, with a strange laugh, and said, "You really don't know anything, what a genius!" He said with some sadness: "Those who fought with me for the world back then, I don't know whether they ascended to heaven or were annihilated, and I miss them very much!"

Ze'er said: "If you cultivate to the ninth layer, do you only have a lifespan of five hundred years?"

The Demon Monarch said: "Indeed, mortals feel that five hundred years is unattainable, but for cultivators, five hundred years is just a snap of a finger, the first elder of the Divine Dao, Ye Daqian, must be a liar, when this monarch is in the two realms, he has not yet been born!"

Ze'er also sighed.

The Demon Lord asked, "Hey, boy, don't sigh, have you promised to be my heir?"

Ze'er asked, "Who is the Demon Venerable, and what will he do to me after I become your heir?"

The Demon Lord hesitated for a moment and said, "He can be your guardian." ”

Ze'er felt that the tone of the Demon Lord was a little weird, he didn't want to be guarded, Zhou Chongsheng used to control him to death, and he didn't have any freedom at all, Ze'er suddenly asked: "I'm talking to you like this now, can he hear the Demon Venerable?"

The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, and said cautiously: "He, he can hear it, the Demon Venerable has cultivated a secret technique, which can communicate with this monarch's heart, everything we say, he can hear it when he wants to hear it!"

Ze'er felt that there was something wrong with this, what was the relationship between the Demon Lord and the Demon Venerable, on the surface, it seemed that the Demon Lord controlled the Demon Venerable, but in fact, it didn't seem to be, because they communicated for a long time, and the Demon Venerable didn't say a word.

Ze'er said: "I know, please let me think about it carefully." ”

"Well, you have to think clearly, if you miss it, you will never have a chance to choose again. ”

The Demon Lord's voice suddenly became unreachable, and after a moment, Ze'er could no longer feel the Demon Lord's existence.

Feng Yaqi saw that Ze'er was stuck there for most of the day, so she pushed him and said, "What's wrong with you?" Ze'er came to her senses, shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing." ”

The lake under his feet had gradually receded, and it was only up to the knees of a few people, Ze'er simply sat down cross-legged and practiced, while Feng Yaqi leaned on him and took a nap.

Time flew quietly, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was white.

The aura ran for three weeks, Ze'er stopped spitting, and looked at the Demon Venerable and the three elders of the Snow Country, the four of them had white mist on their heads, obviously still fighting for spiritual power, the Demon Venerable's face was very haggard, the original black hair became gray, and the body was also crumbling, and the three elders of the Snow Country were even more described as withered, the three of them were already leaning together, if they did not support each other, they were afraid that they would fall to the ground in an instant, their pale faces and lips were deflated, as if all the teeth had fallen out.

"Looks like I can shoot now. ”

Ze'er gritted his teeth and stood up.

Feng Yaqi said: "Then you feel their breath, if you are weaker than you, it means that their last trace of aura has been exhausted, and even the Yuan Shen can't escape, this is a good time to make a move!"

Ze'er circled around the four of them twice, feeling that their battle was over, the Demon Venerable's breath was extremely weak, and he could only sit reluctantly, and the three elders of the Snow Country almost collapsed, seeing Ze'er approaching, the three elders of the Snow Country showed joy on their faces, nodded to him with difficulty, signaling to hurry up, and the Demon Venerable showed a mocking look, Ze'er said secretly: "I have a heart-to-heart connection with the Demon King, he should have understood." ”

Feng Yaqi was a little anxious, and said, "Why don't you do it yet, if you don't do it, I'll do it!" She looked around, trying to find out what kind of weapon to come to, Ze'er found a long knife from the skin, and I don't know where Lie Ye got it from, this knife is long and thin, and the blade is as light as a long sword, but it is like a crescent moon.

"Okay, do it!"

Feng Yaqi urged, as soon as her voice fell, she suddenly felt a heavy blow to the back of her head, and after a period of dizziness, she fell to the ground.

It was naturally Ze'er who made the shot, he helped Feng Yaqi to sit on the ground, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, there are some things, you'd better not know!"

"Well, why are you doing this?"

The Demon Lord's voice sounded again.

Ze'er snorted, and suddenly a weird smile appeared on his face, he walked in front of the four of them, and suddenly said loudly: "I don't want to be arranged for a lifetime, if it was before, then it will never be again!"

With a flash of the sword, a head of the Demon Venerable flew up in an instant, and blood sprayed on the surface of the lake, like a blood lotus blooming, and the Demon Venerable's eyes bulged out, and he didn't believe that he would end up like this until he died.

Ze'er had a strange feeling in his hand just now, as if cutting off the head of the Demon Venerable was not a difficult task, but it was a little enjoyable.

"Hey, what did you do?"

The Demon Lord was surprised, but seemed to be a little excited.

Ze'er grinned and said, "Isn't this exactly what you're expecting?" He was stained with blood, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, the Demon Venerable's body slowly fell, Ze'er grabbed the Demon Venerable's back basket with one hand and lifted it up.

A smile appeared on the face of the three elders of the Snow Country, they didn't know what this kid was hesitating just now, but since he had killed the Demon Venerable, he was obviously on his side.

Ze'er opened the back cover of the back basket, glanced at it, there was a wood-carved Buddha statue inside, he showed a relieved expression, as if he had understood something, the three elders saw Ze'er carrying the back basket on his back, it was a little strange. (To be continued.) )