Luo Xiu paused, and for the first time looked back at the smiling face of Lonely Hanyuan, "Why?"

Lonely Hanyuan said disdainfully: "Luo Xiu, Dialo, he didn't strangle you, it's really for the sake of you being his son!"

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, he wouldn't be so easily provoked by the Lonely Cold Abyss. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lonely Hanyuan watched Luo Xiu for a long time with his eyes open, and seeing that he didn't react, he pouted boringly, "Have you forgotten how you were subdued by the Demon Lord back then?"

Hearing this, Luo Xiu's pupils contracted suddenly, thinking of the illusion that had affected him until now in the land of the inheritance of the Demon Lord of Wushan, he lowered his eyes to hide his panic.

Lonely Hanyuan leaned into Luo Xiu's ear and said softly: "Dialo is used to deceiving people, especially women, think about Wu Li, she has an unpredictable 'insight technique', what happened in the end?"

"How important are those three magic crystals to him, even if only you and Jin Ling can reach that place, he can't even guard against your own son, how can he not set a trap there?"

Luo Xiu's face was calm, he lost interest in the large number of monsters that were gathering under his feet, stared at Lonely Hanyuan and asked, "...... What will you do?"

"What? Now believe me again?" Lonely Hanyuan quipped, seeing Luo Xiu's eyes sharpened, he immediately waved his hand and smiled: "You are really impatient, I don't know what Diaro will do, but I know that the game of chess between Wuli and Diaro has been paved for 10,000 years, and it is time to reach the most critical moment, whether Jin Ling's chess piece is white or black, maybe it depends on this time." ”

"He who can only destroy the world and not create the world cannot be called a god. The true God is above the heavens, and creation and destruction are both in the palm of the hand. Dialo knew that Wu Li was a trap and approached Wu Li, not just to reopen the Demon Realm, but for the white lotus in Wu Li's hand. ”

"Now that you're in Diallo's hands, he's just one Jin Ling away. I guess, Jin Ling finally sent it to the door by himself this time, and he will definitely appear as an image that Jin Ling can accept, and then ...... Hum. ”

Luo Xiu had mixed feelings in his heart, he hoped that Jin Ling could be in the same camp as him, but he was also worried that in the end they would all become the victims of Diallo.

What Lonely Hanyuan said, he has a deep understanding, he has been full of defense against everything around him since he has a memory, except for two people. In Diallo's vision, he thought he wouldn't be fooled by anything or anyone.

But in his illusion, two people appeared, one was the patriarch who found him and raised him, and the other was Jin Ling, who saved his life. For these two people he is familiar with and have feelings, his inner defense will inadvertently let go a little.

At this time, as long as a dose of fierce medicine is needed, it is easy to invade his defenseless heart, and Diallo did just that.

The most terrifying thing is that he knows that it is fake, and in the end he will sink willingly and cannot break free.

Luo Xiu took a deep breath to calm down, even so, he still believed that Jin Ling would not walk into Diallo's trap so easily, her heart was strong above him, she had already seen Diallo's illusion method once, how could she be fooled a second time?

However, there is one thing that Lonely Hanyuan said well, when he arrives in the Yellow Spring Realm, Dialo's surveillance of him will be limited, he may be able to buy Jin Ling some time, as long as she can destroy even one of the ancient demon crystals, she can destroy the large array that Dialo has arranged in the Demon Realm, and she can reduce part of Diallo's strength.

It's a big deal, after he goes back, he will be a soul searcher, he still has the retreat of the Lonely Cold Abyss, and he can still push everything to the Lonely Cold Abyss.

"Go and see the person you want to meet. Luo Xiu coldly dropped a sentence and retracted the Wuji Sword from its scabbard.

A hint of sinister flashed in Lonely Hanyuan's eyes, and he smiled: "It's really rare, you can listen to me once, don't worry, I will make your trip worthwhile, don't forget, I am not on either side of Wuli and Diallo, my existence is to destroy everything for them." ”

"But Luo Xiu, for the sake of me being so useful, don't you really think about helping me regain my strength?"

Luo Xiu didn't answer with a cold face, and his mind moved, and the cold abyss was pulled back into the Wuji Sword, and he resigned himself to Luo Xiu's direction, and the monsters behind him were quickly thrown away by them.

……

Demon Realm, Burial Stream.

The mighty army of monsters covered the sky and the sun, lined up in neat phalanxes, lined up on the desert outside the Burial God Stream, and the momentum was violent.

High in the sky, there is an army like a dark cloud, and the black pressure is palpitating.

This time, the Demon Emperor secretly went to the Burial God Stream in person, and with a full army of 100,000 troops, the three thousand advance legions sent by the God and Demon Brake to the Burial God Stream to protect the magma land under the bones of Shenwei were besieged in the Burial God Stream.

Whether they are flying or retreating, they can no longer escape from it at this moment.

Three thousand against one hundred thousand, even if the warriors of the gods and demons are all elites, they can't win this battle.

The Demon Emperor secretly held the clear skull crutch in his hand, bent his back, and slowly walked from the rear of the army to the Burial God Stream, and every time he took a step forward, his body would grow in a circle.

The black light flickered all around him, his eyes were bright and fierce, flashing with a chilling murderous intent, and the sound of his bones growing was like thunderbolt, and the heavy pressure shocked all the monsters in all directions.

By the time the Demon Emperor secretly walked in front of the Burial God Stream, his body was already higher than the mountain, and the barren mountain of the Burial God Stream was just touching his chest for him.

The demonic qi around the Demon Emperor's dark body suddenly dispersed like a cloud, shrouded in Fang Yuan's disappearance, forming a closed enchantment, and he lowered his eyes proudly, his eyes were like knives.

Extending one's bones indefinitely in this way, turning one's body into a mountain-like height consumes immeasurable demonic energy, which is not uncommon in the era when demonic qi is abundant in the demon world, but in this era of lack of demonic energy, only the Demon Emperor can do this to this extent.

There was disdain in the dark eyes, and the bones of Shenwei behind the White Bone Mountain were far less huge than he was at the moment.

"You still don't give in?"

With a roar of rage, a violent storm rolled up, and the bones on the White Bone Mountain, which were difficult for ordinary demons to move, were blown into the sky like pieces of paper, and smashed on the bones of Kamui.

Quietly in the bones, the warriors of the Divine Demon Temple never showed up, and they hid in the bones of Shenwei, guarding the magma that might hide the ancient demons.

With a look of contempt, he slowly raised his hand, and a shocking force pulled and twisted the black clouds in the air into countless lightning flashing spikes, facing the bones of Shenwei.

The demonic aura was pervasive, thousands of thunderbolts were connected, dark and heavy mixed with the power of destruction, surging, surging and surging with the continuous squeezing and twisting to produce subtle explosions, emitting dense thunderbolts that shook the four directions.

The entire space trembled violently, and under the terrifying air current, the yellow sand and white bones within a radius of more than ten miles were swept up into the sky, and were wiped into slag by the thunder, and the skeleton of Shenwei, which had stood for ten thousand years, began to shake, becoming shaky and vulnerable.