Demon Realm - Winter Northland.

A castle, a meeting place.

The man in wolf hair sat coldly on a main seat, his posture was handsome, his black hair was like satin, his angular facial features, the only discord was that his right hand had one more finger than ordinary people.

"Khakula, explain it well."

A strange tone of voice came out of his mouth.

His left hand dragged his chin, and the index finger of his right hand tapped the wooden table with great regularity.

A rectangular conference table.

Akura, who was sitting in the third seat on the right, looked a little nervous, he hesitated for a moment and said, "I..."

All the people in this meeting are the high-level demons in the extreme north of the Demon Realm, the elite of the nearby demon clans, everyone's cultivation is in the Demon Venerable Realm, and Divaka on the main seat is the lord of the northern land.

It is the most noble existence in the extreme north, identity, status, strength, and bloodline.

In the face of this existential questioning, Khacula behaved very weakly, and some did not dare to answer.

"As the commander of this attack on the mortal realm, you have been planning for a thousand years, and as a result... That's all there is to it? ”

Husky tone.

A man walked out of the shadows next to Divaca.

A twisted ghost mask.

He is the deputy commander of the Far North, and the deputy of Diwaka, Eborn.

All eyes were on Khakula.

"His subordinates deserve death." Khakula stood up, bent down hard, and slammed his head on the long table in front of him, making a thud, blood oozing from his forehead.

"Let's talk about the details." Divaca said slowly.

His voice sounded comfortable, but there was a cold murderous intent in his tone.

Akula hurriedly told all the strange things near the gate of the Demon Realm, and reported his drop of blood and the sudden disappearance of a thousand demon iron horses, "That power came very suddenly. ”

"Later, the subordinates sent out thirteen scouts to test it, but the result was that they all went and did not return."

"That's all?" Divaca said unhappily.

There is too little information.

Ebon sensed the dissatisfaction.

Crisp footsteps rang out in the silent chamber, and Ebborn, wearing a ghost mask, stood behind Khakula, whose face was still pressed against the wooden table made of snake and shark wood.

And the back of his head was exposed to everyone's eyes.

Ebo stretched out his right hand.

Powerful magic began to condense on his index finger, and a black pillar of energy gathered on his fingertips.

Khakula trembled, he knew what this force meant.

Cold sweat trickled.

Diwaka shook his head at the main table, if he killed it directly, it would be a pity, although this guy was not in a good position, but it was also the strength of the Demon Venerable.

Ebonn lowered his right hand, and then raised it again as fast as lightning, and a huge and terrifying force pressed from Eborn's right palm to Khacula's head.

"Bang-"

There was another loud bang.

Khakula had an intimate encounter with the table again.

Intense pain came from the back of Khakula's head.

"It's just a lesson." Eborn said lightly.

Khakula was incoherent, he knew that he should be spared death this time, and he couldn't help but go limp, and he escaped death, making his breathing slightly heavier.

Blood was pouring down his forehead.

This incident, the disappearance of a thousand demon iron horses, is not the key, the point is that he wasted a thousand years of time, and also made the plan of the demon world to invade the mortal world a void, this is an intolerable strategic defeat, did not kill him directly, has fully expressed Divaka's mercy.

If it's the previous term.

Khakula is going to die ugly.

However, Khakula did do a completely stupid thing this time, the last demon who planned to invade the mortal realm, and only a guy from the demon king realm, almost took down nearly one-fifth of the territory of the mortal realm.

And he, who wasted a thousand years, didn't even go out of the gate of the Demon Realm.

"But capital crimes can be avoided, but living sins cannot be escaped." Eborn walked back behind Divaca.

Divaka's slender nails were still rhythmically pounding on the table, and when he stopped, he opened his mouth and said: "In the land of the extreme north of winter, Lord of Kanna, Doro Demon Venerable Koukula is not doing well, affecting the overall situation, causing a catastrophe, from now on... Three hundred years in the mortal realm. ”

"And during the distribution to the mortal realm, your task is to find out the cause and effect of this incident."

Khakula shouted, "Yes." ”

His hanging heart relaxed.

Then, his face turned hideous, and the culprit of all this was the power from the mortal realm, damn it, swallowing a drop of his blood and making his plan to invade the mortal realm come to naught.

Kill him.

Gotta kill him.

Ten minutes later, the meeting ended.

He wiped the blood from his face and walked out of the chamber.

"Come with me." Khakula said indifferently.

"Your Excellency." An ugly-looking humanoid approached and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Use the teleportation array to go to the mortal realm." Khakula said, the figure gone.

In this mission, Divaka opened up the teleportation array from the Far North to the mortal realm to him, but unfortunately, this teleportation array has been abandoned for a long time, and it can only teleport up to ten people at a time, and the interval between each use is as long as a year.

Otherwise, the demons would have used this teleportation array to invade the mortal realm a long time ago.

And this teleportation array is generally used by the demons to send some demon scouts to infiltrate the forces of the mortal realm.

Khacula sneered in his heart, the guy who devoured my blood, wait for me... The wrath of Emperor Khacula is not something you can afford to bear.

His plan was to leave his physical body in the Demon Realm, and his soul would directly find a guy with good qualifications in the Mortal Realm to take it away, so that after his existence was accepted by the Heavenly Dao Consciousness of the Mortal Realm, he would cultivate to the peak of the Tribulation Period, and then find trouble with that power.

The strength of the peak of the Tribulation Period, the special skills of the Demon Clan, and his rich combat experience.

This mission can be said to be more stable.

Not only that, but he also prepared a lot of materials, and there was a treasure map on which it was... The product left over from the failure of the last Demon Realm invasion of the Mortal Realm, the group of demons who failed to attack the Mortal Realm at that time buried a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures and hid them in a hidden place.

These heavenly treasures were plundered by the demon race, and when the war was lost, one-third was transported away, and two-thirds were left in the mortal realm.

The time and place are favorable, and he occupies them all.

Find out the truth and kill the real culprit.

Let your depression sweep away, and at the same time, you can also make meritorious contributions.

Khakula had a plan in mind that made him a little desperate to descend to the mortal realm.

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Mortal realm, hundred ghost swamps.

"Old fairy... Are you sure the last time the Demon Realm invaded the Mortal Realm... A large number of treasures that the demons didn't have time to move... Buried here? Lu Yu looked at the bubbling pale yellow wet sand and couldn't help but say.

"I'm heavenly! There's no way to go wrong. GPS positioning points here, and the treasure must be here. "The immortal said.

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