At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed through the supreme's eyebrows, he turned around silently, his eyes stared at Jin Zhujiu's body, and said with an indifferent smile: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, if you can win me, I will not only let you return to the Nine Secluded Sect, but also give you the cultivation right of the Supreme Treasure Book." ”

Jin Zhujiu was happy in his heart, and then turned into boundless disappointment.

He said in a deep voice: "Your 'Supreme Supreme Dao' divine skill is world-shattering, don't say it's me, even the demon lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Divine Court is not necessarily your opponent, if I want to win you, wouldn't it be more difficult than ascending to the sky." ”

The Supreme took off his robe and said lightly: "Okay, I don't need the 'Supreme Supreme Dao', I just use the magic of the Demon Dao to fight, how about it?"

Jin Zhujiu's face changed slightly, even if he didn't use the "Supreme Supreme Dao", the Supreme Demon Yuan also had a huge advantage.

But this is undoubtedly the only chance for Jin Zhujiu, if he can get away with it, then everything he lost before can be recovered again.

"Good!"

Without thinking, Jin Zhujiu had already made a decision in his heart.

The Supreme smiled coldly, tiptoed a little, and the whole person floated away, standing on a canopy, as if there was no weight.

Jin Zhujiu frowned, the evil wind protruded under his feet, and the black true yuan power carried him and floated upward.

"Have you figured out how to make a move, I'm ready. The Supreme said lightly.

Jin Zhujiu looked at him with his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent, and he secretly thought in his heart: "It seems that he has enough self-confidence that he doesn't even have to use a sword, but this kind of pride is a great opportunity for me, success or failure in this move, no matter what, I can't lose." ”

Jin Zhujiu knew in his heart that if he lost, then everything would cease to exist.

What awaits him in the future will be an eternal exile.

Like a prodigal son, like a man without a home, like duckweed in the water, like leaves falling in the air, drifting in the wind, never having a place to rest.

...............

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded, and in Jin Zhujiu's hand, I don't know when there was a vermilion scimitar.

The blade was blunt and obviously unopened, but around the blade, there seemed to be a trace of extremely sharp True Yuan aura, and under the friction with the void, it kept making a piercing sound.

This is the blade of Jin Zhujiu, called "Nine Yuan Absolute Knife", which belongs to the high-grade magic weapon among the four grades of immortal, yuan (demon), spirit and treasure.

The two of them looked at each other silently, and in Jin Zhujiu's eyes, the Supreme Jiuhui was dressed in white, talking and laughing, but there was no flaw.

Because of this, he didn't dare to attack easily.

Seeing it in his eyes, the Supreme couldn't help but shake his head, and his index finger swiped lightly at the void from top to bottom, and the cracking sound started, and the void seemed to be torn, and suddenly burst out with an incomparably clear light blade, swooping down, and letting out an extremely sharp roar.

Jin Zhujiu's face was cold, and the Nine Yuan Absolute Sword swept away, and the vermilion aura swelled violently, and the thunder danced angrily, rolling up a dazzling arc of light.

This knife contains the unwillingness and anger in Jin Zhujiu's heart, and the momentum is naturally extraordinary.

With the explosion of True Yuan Force, it seemed that every inch of space was filled with an eerie demonic aura.

The Supreme looked at all this lightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he said softly: "Mad Demon Fang!"

Suddenly, a black and bright arc of light appeared out of thin air, and the ten-zhang arc of light let out a trembling roar, shooting out of the air, and slamming into the Nine Yuan Absolute Sword.

Burst!

Before Jin Zhujiu could scream, the whole person was like a falling meteor, and he was slammed to the ground.

Suddenly, his clothes were torn, and a stream of blood arrows erupted from his chest, but he was oppressed by the momentum of the "Mad Demon Fangs", and it condensed into a curved pillar of blood.

The supreme body was like a catkins, landing silently, and said lightly: "Do you still want to fight?"

It seems that Jin Zhujiu had already expected such a result, and stood up with difficulty, his expression was hideous, and he said angrily: "Fight!"

The Nine Yuan Absolute Sword roared loudly, stabbing away like lightning, this knife poured out all his True Yuan power, almost visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding void was slightly distorted.

"Mad Fangs!"

It was the first form of the Heavenly Demon Avenue again, and the crescent-like cold light rose to the sky, and there was a bang, and the Nine Yuan Absolute Sword shattered in response.

The powerful anti-shock force caused Jin Zhujiu's whole person to fly out, and once again fell to the ground fiercely, and the ground collapsed violently.

"For ...... Why, why can the lowest Demon Dao Technique actually smash my Demon Soldiers, why?!"

Jin Zhujiu watched all this in amazement, blood gushing out of his mouth.

Suddenly, the Supreme stepped on Jin Zhujiu's chest, and his gaze was colder than ever.

The Supreme said in a deep voice: "All the Dao methods in the world are the same, but it depends on how you use them. As long as you can kill the other party, even if it is the lowest Dao Method, it will be the Supreme King's Dao......"

"You lost, from now on, never appear in the Eastern Desolate Continent again. ”

At this moment, the Supreme took a deep look at him, and then his figure gradually blurred.

Jin Zhujiu looked at all this, and suddenly let out a heart-rending roar.

...............

In the middle of an icy cave.

Jin Zhujiu told what happened back then, his expression showed a trace of sadness, and he looked at the hazy drizzle outside the cave stupidly.

However, he didn't seem to realize that between his snorts, he was already breathless.

Zhou Jiuhui sighed deeply and asked, "Is this the grudge between you and the former Supreme, he exiled you, so you have to take revenge on him?"

Jin Zhujiu said with a faint breath: "From that moment on, I swore that I would definitely kill the Supreme and level the entire Heavenly Demon Sect. Soon after, however, the Supreme died in the Battle of the Land Mountain, and I set my sights on the Supreme Throne. At that time, in order to promote the new supreme, the Heavenly Demon Shuangwei launched the 'Heavenly Demon Enlightenment', but the Shuangwei was not selected for a long time, which made me suspicious. simply joined forces with Yi Changfeng and forced Shuangwei to elect the new supreme. ”

Zhou Jiuhui frowned and asked, "Since the defeat of Shuangqi Mountain, you have come to this Antarctic continent?"

Jin Zhujiu nodded slightly and said, "Yes, but by chance, in this desolate deep mountain, I met the ancestral witch." Under his guidance, my damaged True Yuan gradually healed, and he also cast the 'Zhu Immortal List' for me, and this plan to seize the supreme position was also planned by him. ”

Zhou Jiuhui snorted coldly and asked: "Others say that 'success or failure is just a common thing in soldiers', why did your defeat attract so much hatred?"

Jin Zhujiu shook his head and said indifferently: "You haven't really understood the cultivation realm yet, so you won't understand it yet." ”

Zhou Jiuhui smiled miserably, lay down weakly, looked at the cave wall with empty eyes, and muttered: "Success or defeat, now you and I are dying people, I think everything should be put down, if you still hold a grudge against him, then I will be a favor, and this life will be solved by you." ”

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