There was a small flame burning from under his feet, and although the gray flame was scattered like a spark, Yan Jiu felt that his soft hair was about to be baked by this spark. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know if it's her own delusion, she always feels that she can faintly smell a kind of burnt meat.

Yan Jiu followed the smell, but saw some slender black lines born from the sparks under his feet, and those black lines seemed to have independent lives, swimming towards the edge of the ground on his knees.

Although the black line looked thinner than a human hair, it was like the sharpest serration in the world, and with just one face, it cut the neat edge into countless pieces.

Not only that, but the black line was not only extremely sharp, but also extremely hot, and instead of blood flowing out, the wound that had been cut and cracked by the edge of the wound "sizzled", and the wound burned to death by the high temperature emitted a burnt and unpleasant rancid smell.

This was also the source of Yan Jiu's smell of the burnt smell.

It's just a moment's effort, but the charred-like corpse pieces are combined again, and the reason for the "death" is that it is "reborn" again after an instant.

At this time, Yan Jiu gradually understood that the dark killing of the sky in front of him was similar to the eighteenth layer of hell used to punish the wicked in mythological novels.

But unlike hell, people here don't die, they just let you enjoy the pain of dying over and over again.

The Demon Lord's voice rose again, "Is the Buddha's wish as he was?" ”

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and lowered his head, "Such as." ”

The Demon Lord looked at his feet, but saw an "oasis" rising from the ground of Mars.

"The place that the Buddha wants to know, just behind this green space, the iron mortar road, the sharp blade plain, and the sword leaf forest, many of the wonders, I also asked the Buddha to figure out one by one."

When Yan Jiu heard this, he said secretly: "Perverted! ”

It's nothing short of chainsaws, massacres, ogres and the like.

The Demon Lord said with a slight squint in his eyes, as if he was recalling something, "Your father has walked the same path as you, and the Buddha must be very eager for him." ”

He got up, and the yin wind raised the corners of his white robe, and his bare feet fell on the extremely hot spark.

He folded his hands together and took the first step as reverently as a pilgrim.

At that moment, Yan Jiu actually saw a bit of sacredness.

With just one step, I saw two peaks in the shape of a sheep's head crashing violently, like a "pie", and the reason why I was standing in it suddenly crushed into a pile of minced meat.

After an instant, he was "resurrected", and he took the second step again as if nothing had happened.

This time his body seemed to be trapped in a huge stone mill, which was not pushed, but slowly turned.

The huge grinding disc squeezed the flesh, viscera, and bones, and from time to time made a tooth-aching "creaking" sound.

Countless broken bones and bloody minced flesh flowed out of the grooves of the stone mill, and most of them stayed in the stone mill as if they were listening to the supreme Dharma.

Yan Jiu covered his eyes in despair, this was really too cruel.

In addition to sympathizing with the fate, Yan Jiu was even more anxious, he had to quickly find a way to find out the whereabouts of the bee silkworm queen, and then quickly slip away.

I always feel that if I take this demon lord by my side for a second, I will fall at any time, or worse than that?

Yan Jiu looked in the direction of Yuan, at this time, Yuan had already walked through the extremely difficult iron mortar road, and began to slowly step onto the "Sharp Blade Plain".

As far as the eye can see, this blade is a thriving green grassland, but in fact, the whole land is covered with fiery iron thorns shaped like green grass.

As soon as the feet of the **** were stepped on, I saw that the instep of the jade white was pierced by countless iron thorns burning with flames!

The left foot is pierced when the left foot is stepped on, and the right foot is stepped on and the right foot is penetrated, but every time it is lifted, the surface of the foot will return to its original state.

But the next time I step on it, I will be penetrated again as before, and the pain will be unbearable.

Between his eyes and lips, complex scriptures continued to come out, and his posture was casual, looking at the iron thorns under his feet as if they were nothing, and he was detached from the pain in front of him.

There was a constant sound of scripture chanting, blown by the winds that swirled by.

The Demon Lord's palm brushed Yan Jiu's back for a while, but his eyes gradually emptied in this Lingling Sanskrit sound.

The world turns, and in the sound of this obscure scripture, he seems to have returned thousands of years ago......

The white-clothed monk who came from afar stood in front of him, "Demon Lord, please also stop your subordinate demon cultivators from wantonly restraining their souls." ”

"Of course you can," he replied recklessly, thinking that he could play with all living beings in the palm of his hand.

"I heard that you monks are beyond the red dust and can endure all the injustices, false words, and even extreme pain in the world, is this right?"

"In order to cross the world, the Buddha has to bear a lot of incomprehension from the world."

"Unfortunately, there is a place in my demon capital called Dark Killing Heaven, I wonder if Your Excellency wants to give it a try? I can promise you that as long as you can survive safely, I will break the corpse of the demon cultivator who detains the soul of a mortal without authorization......"

Because of his own jokes, many things happened after this, maybe he should have directly pinched all the demon cultivators who made trouble to death.

Or, I should have burned him to ashes at the first sight of Forgotten Dust, maybe there wouldn't have been many things after this, and I wouldn't have shortened Changge's life.

The corners of the Demon King's lips lifted slightly, and his voice seemed to be in a trance: "Long Song ......"

"Good chance!"

Yan Jiu, who was held in the arms of the Demon Lord, secretly said a good opportunity, but the gray-white beast pupils were slowly dyed with a thin red color......

The petrified eye that Zixia gave to herself, one is like Medusa, turning the other party into a stone statue, but this can only be successful if the other party's cultivation is much higher than her own.

The second is to create an illusion, just like the last time he dealt with the silver-armored monk, to create a fictitious illusion for him.

But Yan Jiu's success last time was just a fluke, and when she faced a demon lord who was even more powerful than the silver-armored monk, Yan Jiu was even more energetic.

Yan Jiu didn't expect that this fate would indirectly help him, as long as this demon lord had a momentary distraction, once he lost his mind, he might be able to take the opportunity to ask about the whereabouts of the Bee Silkworm Queen.

The Demon Lord looked at the girl in a light-colored purple robe in front of him with a clever smile, "Changge, how are you?" ”

"Brother, I fell in love with that guy." Changge was half shy, half happy and smiled, "Brother, I want to marry him." ”

The Demon Lord heard himself say this, "As long as Changge likes it, what's not to ......?"

Is it because of me?

But I saw Changge's voice start again, "Brother, do you know where there are bees and silkworm queens?" ”

The Demon Lord returned without any hesitation, "On the shore of the sea country - Fusang City ......"

Wrong! Changge doesn't ask this kind of question!

The Demon Lord's eyes were instantly clear, but he saw that the spirit pet in his arms had disappeared without a trace...... (To be continued.) )