The ghost mother went to the judge to see if she could get the child and the magic weapon in her hands before the judge killed the two men, and the demon cultivator turned around and entered the house.

The house didn't look big from the outside, but when you entered, there were many more eerie and cold rooms, each of which contained a living person, or a corpse that had not had time to be disposed of.

Demon Xiu came to the last room and paused for a moment.

"Dog's day! Don't you want to plot against the old man! The old man is not a scum like you who can plot against him! ”

There was a roar of spiritual power coming from the room, and it was the old man in the Taixu Realm.

Demon Xiu wasted a lot of strength to catch him back, and even did not hesitate to be injured, his injury is not serious, but it will be very troublesome to raise, the old man in the Taixu Realm is a hard bone, and it is a bit tricky to gnaw now, Demon Xiu decided to wait for him to be weak in the underworld for a few days before he does it.

Demon Xiu is not afraid that he will be gone, after all, the realm is there, and the old man can survive for a long time.

However, the disciples of those Holy Sects are not very suitable for the underworld's spiritual energy, and they are about to die.

Before they can breathe, I have to suck in their yang energy.

Demon Xiu's footsteps turned and he came to the penultimate room, where all three disciples of the Holy Sect were locked up.

With a click, the door opened, and a faint light came through, shining on the three Holy Sect disciples dressed in green clothes, all of whom fainted from being too weak.

Demon Cultivator came to the three of them, squatted down, and grabbed the neck of a Holy Sect disciple with one hand, about to inhale their yang qi into his body, but at this moment, a golden flute flashed in and slammed into Demon Cultivator's back.

Demon Xiu was knocked to the ground by a huge force, and a puff of black smoke that seemed to burn came out from his back.

He gritted his teeth, jerked his head back, and glared viciously at the uninvited guest at the door.

"Oops!" Yan Xiaosi covered his eyes, "Why are you so ugly?" ”

The blue-faced fangs should be the man in front of him.

Before coming in, Yan Xiaosi imagined the appearance of the murderer countless times, in view of the fact that the devils are all ugly (although they were not born by the ghost mother), this made Yan Xiaosi have serious doubts about the aesthetics of the ghost mother, so he did not have any fantasies about the appearance of the murderer who was covered by the ghost mother.

Can...... She still underestimated the aesthetics of the ghost mother.

Yan Xiaosi hid behind the Demon Lord, grabbed his sleeve, poked out his little head, and meowed the demon cultivator on the ground with only one eye.

The flute seemed to hurt him a lot, he lay on the ground and gasped, and cold sweat broke out, so his appearance became more and more hideous.

Yan Xiaosi looked at his two big fangs and couldn't help but touch his teeth: "How can someone have teeth that big?" ”

"Because he's not human." The Demon Lord looked condescendingly at the seriously injured Demon Cultivator and said, "To be exact, it's not a living person. ”

The secret was discovered, and a trace of extreme horror flashed in the eyes of the demon cultivator, but this did not seem to come from the exposure of the secret, he looked at the demon lord, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Xiao Zhao, he seems to be afraid of you." Yan Xiaosi said.

"Hmm." He is the Demon Lord, and he has absolute racial coercion over all Demon Cultivators, so of course Demon Cultivators will be afraid.

I'm afraid that as early as the first time they fought with the ghost mother, the demon cultivator recognized him.

"You're not bold." The Demon Lord came to the Demon Cultivator step by step, like a demon god in charge of life and death.

Mo Xiu Se shrank and lowered his head, hiding the strange look that flashed in his eyes.

He slowly reached into his sleeve.

There was a loud click, and it was the noble steps of the demon lord who stepped on his hand bones, and immediately stepped on his wrist.

The Demon Lord's shoes crushed against the bones of his broken hand: "Even her idea dares to fight, this seat is really tired of seeing you." ”

The flute has opened the Buddha's light, although it is strong, and it can make the ghost that touches it scatter, but the demon cultivator is not a powerful ghost, the flute has a limited effect on him, and the reason why he pretends to be so weak is just to lower his vigilance so that he can take the child in his back basket.

Although the Demon Lord didn't care about the life and death of the Holy King, that little body belonged to Yan Xiaosi.

Demon Xiu's eyes were tearing in pain, but he couldn't let out the slightest scream.

Yan Xiaosi thought that he had injured so many innocent lives, so he didn't have any sympathy for him, Yan Xiaosi walked over and asked, "Xiao Zhao, what did you mean when you just said that he was not a living person?" ”

The Demon Lord said: "He is dead, and he relies on sucking yang energy to maintain his current appearance." ”

"Huh? This...... This is a corpse......" Yan Xiaosi is not afraid of corpses, in fact, she is not afraid of anything except ugliness, "Then is he still a demon cultivator?" ”

The Demon Lord said: "It used to be a demon cultivator, but now it's ...... It's a dead demon cultivator. ”

Yan Xiaosi sighed: "I understand, he is dead, but he is unwilling to go to reincarnation, so he sucks the young man's yang energy and gives himself a life in disguise?" ”

The Demon Lord's voice was a little lower: "Demon cultivation has no reincarnation. ”

"Huh?" Yan Xiaosi looked at him puzzled.

He muttered, "Once you fall into the Demon Path, you will never have the opportunity to reincarnate, and after death, your soul will be scattered and completely disappear into the Six Realms. ”

Yan Xiaosi scratched his little head: "So...... Aren't the people of the demon race miserable? So why do some people still fall into the devil? ”

The Demon Lord muttered, "Because it's powerful. Masters of the same realm, demon cultivators are stronger than righteous path cultivators, and some people are out of inner demons, and there are ......"

He paused, not saying anything else, "Anyway, there are many reasons. ”

"Oh." Yan Xiaosi nodded in epiphany.

The Demon Lord looked at the dying and struggling Demon Cultivator, he was dying, but he was still struggling in vain: "From the moment you entered the demon, you should have understood your fate, in vain you have practiced for so many years, and you are not mentally prepared to be wiped out?" ”

Demon Xiu crawled on the ground in pain.

Yan Xiaosi could feel the pain he was exuding, as if he was enveloped in a great sadness.

Don't you want to die like that?

The Demon Lord's hand was weakly clasped on top of the Demon Cultivator's head.

Yan Xiaosi understood that Xiao Zhao was going to lose the other party.

It stands to reason that if the murderer is caught, he should be brought back to the Holy Sect for disposal, but Xiao Zhao killed him here, and she didn't feel disobedient at all, as if she was ...... He has more absolute, more orthodox power over demon cultivation.

Demon Xiu did not resist.

But Yan Xiaosi clearly saw that his eyes were full of tears.

At this moment, an iron chain shot in, wrapped around Yan Xiaosi's waist, and dragged her out of the house.

The ghost mother stood at the gloomy door, grabbed Yan Xiaosi's throat with one hand, and said coldly: "Let Huan Lang go, otherwise I will kill your friend!" ”

The Demon Lord squinted his eyes at her slightly, and his figure flashed.

Before the ghost mother's eyelids could blink, she felt that the other party had come to her like a ghost, and then the person who was choked by the throat disappeared, and in her place, she was choked by the neck and slammed against the cold wall.

It wasn't that she was overwhelmed by the walls, but that she had penetrated eighteen rooms, destroyed eighteen walls, and finally pressed her against the edge of the artifact.

She is a ghost mother, and in the underworld she has an immortal and incorruptible body, but at this moment, the bones in her entire back were shattered.

She spit out a mouthful of black mist, which is her soul energy, and in other words, she vomits blood.

The ghost mother never knew that this man was so powerful, obviously in the same realm as her, how could he still win her in her territory, no, not to win, but to crush.

The ghost mother's soul is overflowing, the people in the underworld have no blood, the soul is their blood, once the soul is gone, they will be wiped out.

The demon cultivator staggered through the big holes, came to the demon lord, and knelt down with a plop: "Please forgive the ghost mother, everything is my injustice, the ghost mother was coerced by me, I am willing to be punished, please punish me!" ”

Lord?

The ghost mother was dumbfounded.

Is this young man who looks less than twenty actually the new demon lord of the demon race?

That rumored boy to be more talented and intelligent than the old demon lord once was?

How could it be him?

He seems to be stronger than rumored to be.

"Xiao Zhao! cough cough cough cough ......" Yan Xiaosi also walked over, she walked over with her legs in real use, passed the eighteen walls, and was choked by the wall ash enough, "Xiao Zhao, where are you?" Are you okay? ”

The Demon Lord coldly threw down the ghost mother, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and wiped it clean before reaching out to hold Yan Xiaosi, who almost hit the wall.

Women's minds in this regard are always sensitive to the outside, and when the ghost mother saw the demon lord's careful care for this young man, she felt that the relationship between the two was not simple.

I didn't expect the powerful young demon lord to like men......

At the moment of life and death, the ghost mother couldn't care about the surprise in her heart, she only knew that all her hopes were in this man in white.

She knelt down in front of Yan Xiaosi, and cried: "Childe! Please let us go! We know it's wrong! We don't dare anymore! ”

Yan Xiaosi said, "Let you go?" How's that going to work? You've hurt so many people! ”

The ghost mother's tears burst out of her eyes: "Childe! It's my fault! Kill me if you want to! Let Huan Lang go! He is innocent! I taught him to do it! I made him suck yang energy! ”

"Don't talk about it!" Demon Xiu stopped her, "One person does things and one person is responsible, the damned person is me, and I am the one who should be destroyed, you ...... You have to live. ”

The ghost mother cried, "What's the use of me living alone? I ......"

Demon Xiu glanced at her sharply, motioning for her to stop.

Yan Xiaosi suddenly realized that these two people had something to hide from them.