Chapter Sixty-Seven: Demon Spirit!
"Oh, you already knew the deity was there all along?" the voice said with some surprise.
"Hmph, don't be pretty, you've been monitoring me from the beginning, deliberately letting me notice, and then I tried to force you out, those mood swings of yours are only deliberately revealed to laugh at me, right?" Ye Zhengfeng snorted coldly and replied.
"Haha, your junior is not a little wise. But how did you know about my existence? There have been people who have broken into my area in the past, but they only thought it was a trap in this tomb, and in the end I didn't come out until a moment before I died to devour their souls, and no one would know about my existence at all!" the voice asked with a sneer.
"The battle that destroyed the continent at the beginning, do you think no one can record it? I once got a record of that battle hundreds of thousands of years ago in a ruin, although no one understands why such a battle happened, but the weapon in the hand of the demon clan is clearly recorded, and finally after several years of research, I came to the most likely place where the divine weapon is hidden, which is here, the head of the forbidden land of the continent, in the Death Mystery City!!" Ye Zhengfeng also smiled coldly, but his smile was mixed with endless bitterness.
This look, this tone, even anyone who knows Ye Zhengfeng will not feel that he is lying, even if it is an old monster like the Demon Slayer Demon Spirit who has survived for I don't know how many years, in the face of Ye Zhengfeng's true and false words at this time, I am afraid that he has already begun to believe in Wucheng.
That's right, this is still a ploy of Ye Zhengfeng.
When he felt the snooping of the demon spirit and those obvious emotions, Ye Zhengfeng was already convinced that in fact, the demon killer had been with him all along, but he didn't show up, but in the face of the demon killer's hidden secret, he had no way at all, so he made another plan.
For more than half a month, Ye Zhengfeng has been rushing into the enchantment, just to have an excuse to consume a large amount of true yuan under the supervision of the demon spirit, and by the way, to create an illusion that he wants to escape from here, but he is helplessly trapped.
The dead qi in the body is naturally because of "there is not much true yuan left", which is helplessly invaded by the dead qi, in fact, the amount of dead qi in the body has been slowly increasing under his control, and it will not cause any actual harm to himself.
In order to be at his most embarrassed, the gambling demon spirit will come out to see him!!
Now, he did make the right bet, but the Demon Killer still didn't show up, so his heart sank secretly, and he could only continue to pretend to be weak and lure the Demon Killer to really appear.
"Oh, but also, although this low-level continent was almost completely destroyed at the beginning, there is still a great power, with that great power, it is not difficult to integrate such a low-level continent?
"Haha, it's just a weapon, and you actually claim to be respectful?After all, you are just a soldier spirit in the end, and your soul has always been bound by demon killing, no matter how disdainful you are in your tone and how strong your cultivation is, you can't get rid of the shackles on your body!!" Although Ye Zhengfeng was weak, he still laughed wildly and mocked.
"Shut up!!You lowly nether ant!!Is the deity something you can laugh at as a piece of trash?!" The demon roared in rage!!
"Haha! My nether ant is better than you, the immortal, but eternally bound rotten gun!!" Hearing the roar of the demon spirit, Ye Zhengfeng laughed even more comfortably, but his face became more and more pale, and his expression became more and more crazy.
"Shut up, you nether ant!!" the voice roared again in a furious voice, and the sound shook the earth, and it was clear that the demon spirit was completely enraged.
The topic that Ye Zhengfeng was targeting really stabbed the soul of the demon spirit, as a soldier spirit, if he was in his heyday, he could naturally condense and freely crisscross the heavens and the earth.
But when he had the ability, he had been bound by the power of the demon race, Demon Dao Xuan, and when Demon Dao Xuan died, he could be free, but because he was dragged down by Demon Dao Xuan, he was severely injured by the strong blow of the lion slaughter, and to this day, he has only recovered a little, and he is still trapped in a small fork in this death mystery city.
This is a pain that he can never bear, because he is a soldier spirit, and there will be no moment of death at all, unless he is erased by the master of the demon slayer, he will not die at all.
But in the Nether, can anyone subdue him, a demonic divine weapon?
Even if he had, would he be willing to submit to it?
Is the purpose of submission to be to make others erase their existence?
What if he doesn't let people be subdued? Relying on those weak souls to recover himself? Every few thousand years, no one may be able to break into his position, I am afraid that no matter how hard he tries for countless billions of years, he will still be trapped in this fork in the road!!
This is an endless torture for an existence with a human mind, and if it weren't for the fact that his roots are too high, his wisdom is just as high, and he would have gone crazy by now.
This is simply a contradiction that he will never be able to solve!!
"Haha! You will be trapped in this Jedi forever, trying endless loneliness and loneliness!!" Ye Zhengfeng's expression was even more crazy, laughing wildly.
"Ahh
I saw that a brilliant light suddenly appeared in the sky above where Ye Zhengfeng was lying, although it was as dark as the dead air around him, but in Ye Zhengfeng's eyes, it was like a shining meteor, falling straight towards him.
"This is the Demon Killing!!Should I dodge?! If I dodge, he will definitely know that I am pretending, but if he is really angry, I am afraid that my little body will not be able to stop this demon artifact!!"
"Do you want to get out of the way?!"
Ye Zhengfeng's heart kept flashing this tangled thought!!
Grandpa's!!spelled!!
Ye Zhengfeng's eyes flashed with pleasure and madness, and he looked at the falling streamer in front of him fixedly, without the slightest fear or retreat!!
Just when the streamer was about to hit Ye Zhengfeng, it suddenly stopped on his forehead, and a cold feeling kept coming from his head, penetrating into Ye Zhengfeng's body.
"Damn!!Lao Tzu is right again!!" Ye Zhengfeng roared furiously in his heart, but his eyes became even more crazy, and he roared angrily: "Don't kill me yet?!You bullshit gun spirit!!"
"Haha!ha!!" The demon's wild laughter came from the streamer, and he said in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Do you think that if you provoke me, you will be able to die happily?
"Don't talk nonsense!!You poor creature in captivity!!Don't you kill me quickly!!" Ye Zhengfeng's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, but he was instantly overwhelmed by madness, and he still kept roaring towards the streamer.
When Ye Zhengfeng roared furiously, the streamer finally gradually converged, revealing the appearance inside.
Inside is a pitch-black spear with a length of one foot and three feet and seven inches, the body of the gun is overflowing, and the head of the spear is completely made of nine small dragons, which is cast by the convergence of swords, extremely hideous and weird, but there is a different kind of beauty on it, this is the spear of demon killing, demon killing!!