"Mojia, in your opinion, how deep is the sword on this sword mountain from the ground?" Shen Moli looked at the swords on the ground, and they were messily inserted all over the sword mountain, planning from his heart.

Hearing this, Mo Jia's eyes lit up, and he looked at Shen Moli's eyes with more admiration, and said in surprise: "You mean, we drilled out of the tunnel between the knife mountain, and crossed the knife mountain from the tunnel?"

"Witty as you are. The swords on the Sword Mountain are lined up one after another, but the mountain is high, and it is some distance from the magma and fire at the bottom of the hell, and if we grasp it, we should be able to pass through the Sword Mountain. Shen Moli knew himself in the sea and estimated the appropriate height to measure the high mountain cavern.

Outside the picture of Hell, two men are looking at everything in the painting. One of them is undoubtedly the Evil Venerable.

Another man wearing a steel armor mask looked at Shen Moli and the others in the picture scroll, and praised happily: "This woman is smart, there is no way in the knife mountain, and there is no head in the fire seam, so she found another way out when neither of them is feasible." ”

The look of satisfaction on the face of the evil venerable is also self-evident. He touched his cheeks and nodded and said, "If you can poke Mojia and this woman in the painting, it will be fine." Mi'er saw it in the spirit of heaven, and she should also have a little relief. ”

The two of them said a word, so that the grass demon who was locked in the cage next to him and hung high on the roof was quite speechless.

The evil venerable used the soul tearing technique, and the grass demon tore a trace of his soul. also took the trouble to turn it into a little devil and threw it into the picture scroll.

The Grass Demon originally thought that the evil venerable was acting strangely, and he must have other plans. Unexpectedly, from the words of the two evil venerables, all the creation of the realm of ten thousand deaths was only for forging and improving the final armor?

The Grass Demon's cognition was extremely shocked between the conversations between the two, and his heart trembled: what a shocking state of mind would it be if Mojia knew that his father had thrown himself into the Hell Painting Realm where he had been killed and died, just to whip himself for achieving something in the Demon Dao Realm!

Listening to the smug talk between the two of them, the Grass Demon couldn't help but shout, "Evil Venerable, you haven't thought about what kind of attitude he will have towards you if you throw Mojia into the Hell Painting Realm?"

Hearing the Grass Demon's question, the Evil Venerable was stunned suddenly, and then quickly turned around, and said indifferently: "There is no great danger and difficulty, how can I get the way of the strong? If he does not enter the realm of death, the silent induction technique will always be hidden in his body, and there will be dissenting intentions, which will suck all his demonic energy away. If you are not him, how do you know if he is willing to be sucked away by the silent induction. Sooner or later, he will understand my painstaking efforts. ”

The Evil Venerable looked at the end armor inside the scroll and fell into deep thought.

The Mo Yin bloodline inherited by his clan is extremely strange, which can infinitely increase the demonic qi in the demon's body, and help cultivators to ascend to the realm of the demon path super quickly.

It's just that the silent bloodline is somehow born with the technique of silent introduction. The Silent Induction Technique is different from the Silent Induction Bloodline, which can suck out the demonic energy in the body of the victim at will and hide it in the bloodline.

The person who was sent down was completely empty of demonic energy, which caused the demonic realm to stagnate, and he was like a wasted person in Su Ri.

Occasionally, the Silent Induction Technique would be unstable for some reason, causing the demonic qi to expand and pour out in a short period of time, causing the demonic realm of the victim to suddenly reach its peak.

In a very short period of time, the Demon Qi poured out of the Technique will be reabsorbed into the bloodline of the person who was subjected to the Technique.

The Silent Bloodline Clan, I don't know what generation has been disturbed by the Silent Channeling Technique. Before the generation of the evil venerable, those who possessed this bloodline were all people who were close to the ruin of the demonic path.

Only the evil venerable, who occasionally entered the realm of great death when he was young, and his potential exploded in the realm, broke the confinement of the bloodline by the silent induction technique.

By chance, after the merger of the Silent Technique and the body, the Evil Venerable discovered that the Silent Technique can increase the demonic energy rapidly, making the realm of the Demon Dao rise by leaps and bounds.

All of this is also the reason why the evil lord is ruthless and wants to throw the end armor into the hell painting realm. If you don't die, you will be a waste for the rest of your life.

Under this choice of not being the king, that is, being invalid, the evil lord did not hesitate to choose the former for Mojia.

As for the silent induction technique, Mojia did not mention it, and the grass demon did not know much. It was only the unstable Demon Dao realm on Mojia's body that made the Grass Demon quickly understand what the Evil Venerable meant by the silent induction technique.

"Peace in life and death is the right way. What are you doing for the sake of Mojia, you are clearly going to kill him!" The concepts of the Grass Demon and the Evil Venerable are not the same.

In life, he does not think that if he does not become a king, his life is hopeless. If everyone pursues the path of kings, then there will be no civilians in the world.

The last armor is used to the idle clouds and wild cranes, and the grass demon does not think that the last armor has the heart to become a king. And ordinary life also has its own unique wonders.

Compared with the life of fighting blood and licking blood at the edge of the knife, the grass demon knows the end of the armor, and longs for a dull and peaceful life.

Mojia has been in the demon land for more than ten years, if he wants to be the king, he borrowed the power of the previous generation of demonic beasts, the power of Mo Mi, and ordered the thousand demons to be not a big problem.

It's just that Mojia has always been low-key, and the emperor never mentioned it, and even when he was appointed as a petty official in the demon land, he refused to do so. All kinds of signs are enough to see that he does not have the heart to become a king.

The tiger father's pit, the evil venerable's practice of choosing the path for Mojia is simply a changed father's love in the eyes of the grass demon.

When the evil venerable heard the words of the grass demon, he thought for a moment, and immediately said to the masked man beside him: "Wenhuang, do you think I am too indulgent to this grass demon?

The grass demon listened, and the alarm bell rang suddenly. He had a flash of inspiration and reminded the evil venerable: "I am the brother of Mojia who was born and died, and even Mojia's sister, I have saved me three or four times. If you will take revenge on me, Mojia will avenge me!"

The words were true, but they were trembling with fear from the grass demon, and they sounded more like lies to avoid death.

"Who wants to take your life? You are so afraid that you are not fit to stay with my son. Thinking that you are the best friend of the Mojia, I just want to mention the Demon Dao realm with you. "If the evil venerable talks about the wind and clouds, gossip.

The words were indifferent, but they were as terrible as the death knell of the doomsday in the ears of the grass demon.

"I understand your good intentions, it's just that I just want to be an indifferent idle demon, all ......" Halfway through the grass demon's words, his voice suddenly split into twenty, repeating Fang Cai's words.

Ominously, the grass demon looked left and right, the cage around him had long disappeared, but there were twenty more of himself.

Each grass demon looked at himself next to him, and his face was stunned.

"I tear your soul into twenty paths, and keep all your memories in each doppelganger. Your demonic qi is now 10 minutes and 20 points, and weak is a little weaker. However, I allow you to choose your own place from these thousand paintings. The evil venerable said, and swirled a thousand scrolls with different painting styles from his sleeves and presented them to the grass demon.

"Lord Evil Venerable, I know that your paintings are clever. It's just that the little devil is a shallow learner, so I won't go into this painting. The Ridge of Ten Thousand Ditches, I went to the outside world to cultivate at the same time. Twenty grass demons said in unison.

"You can choose any painting you want, but you can only enter one scroll for each doppelganger. The Evil Venerable ignored the Grass Demon's pleas for mercy and added in a cold voice.

The ruthlessness that has no room for negotiation makes the grass demon remorseful, and he can't wait to reclaim all the words he has and turn himself into an air man.