As soon as these words came out, both of them were shocked.

If this statement came from the mouth of someone else, Xiaoyao and Morrowind would definitely scoff at it and disdain to believe it.

However, this statement was said by Tie Huang, and the truth of this was immediately improved a lot, and they immediately believed it by nine points, but this news was too shocking, and they needed a buffer time.

"Moreover, that heaven-level spirit treasure must be related to space, otherwise, Yang Yu would not have disappeared for no reason and repeatedly fled from our hands!"

Tie Huang paused and continued: "Among that secret treasure, there is a strong soul, and only with his help, Yang Yu can be like a tiger with wings, in just two years, from a kid who doesn't know how to cultivate, soaring to today's Yuanshi realm martial artist!"

"I know, you can't believe this, but this is a fact, although there are many external factors, but Yang Yu's talent and perseverance are beyond doubt, such a person, if he can be wooed, he will be wooed, if he can't be wooed, he needs to be nipped in the bud early!"

Tie Huang just paused for a moment, and then said: "But, at present, we are not friends with him, so we have to strangle it as soon as possible!"

Tie Huang's words shocked Xiaoyao's heart.

Although Morrowind is proud, he is still very loyal to Tie Huang, and Tie Huang's words, in his eyes, are iron laws.

This kind of loyalty in their bones made them believe in Tie Huang's words.

The Iron Wilderness has been running for nearly 10,000 years, and he has never seen anything, so the experience and experience of the Iron Wilderness is the truth for the two of them.

"So, how are we going to kill Yang Yu?" asked Chenfeng.

Xiaoyao frowned for a moment before he said, "He can now escape under your hands, which means that we don't have the ability to subdue or kill him yet!"

"You don't have to worry about this!" Tie Huang looked at the dark passage in the sky and said, "I have already summoned three strong people in the Nether Realm, all of them are strong in the True God Realm, and the Spirit Clan Qianying has promised to bring a mortal-level secret treasure, Yu He will use the clone of the Star Eye, plus the two of you." I still have the Unbounded Demon Knife in my hand, so I should be able to kill that bastard boy!"

"We still have three true god powerhouses?" said Xiaoyao's face full of disbelief.

"Impossible, right?" Morrowind didn't quite believe it.

The True God Strong, on this continent, is already an unattainable existence. The appearance of one, it is already hard to believe.

However, recently, there have been three True God Realms of Iron Wilderness and Terran, which is already very shocking.

However, now the Loose and Morrowind. It will soon attract a heavenly tribulation, coupled with the spirit-level seventh-grade Demon Yuan Dan, and the demon lord guarding by the side, the True God Realm should be a sure thing.

Now Tie Huang said that there would be three other True God Realms appearing.

So, where are the three true gods?

Could it be that there is anything left behind in the iron famine?

At this moment, there is already a little unhappiness in their hearts.

Tie Huang didn't believe in them, and even such a big thing was not given to them in advance. The news is really tightly controlled.

But after thinking about it, they were immediately relieved.

Tie Huang is a strong man who has been spanning thousands of years, and he is their master and boss, and some news that they don't know is normal.

Besides, they are only lowly realm Demon Realm demons now, and Tie Huang has no obligation to tell them.

Over the years, the Iron Wilderness has been good to them, dragging them from the upper realm. Repeatedly helped them to initiate, which led to their cultivation and status today.

On the other hand, Tie Huang is their master, their reborn parents. Even if they are a little dissatisfied, it will not affect their loyalty and infinite worship of the Iron Waste.

"In the vast continent of the gods, there are more than a hundred races of all kinds, each of which occupies a place, or has a dense spiritual aura. Or some kind of power is conducive to their cultivation, they are strong for one side, they dominate one side, and this has been the case for tens of thousands of years since ancient times!"

Tie Huang held his hands behind his back, and on his resolute face, the ancient well was not wavering, like a pool of stagnant water, but he just glanced at Xiaoyao, and his words suddenly stopped.

He glanced at Xiaoyao, turned his gaze to the air again, and said, "Between the major races, there are endless battles, countless battles large and small, and tens of thousands of strong people are killed every day!"

"More than 18,000 years ago, I was just a demon clan member of the Demon Sect Realm, fighting for the ideal cause of the race, and almost dying many times, but this is how I came step by step, killing, bloody, constantly improving my cultivation, thinking about serving the demon clan!"

"At that time, I lived in strife and intrigue all day long, all day long, I was in fear, I was worried about my life all the time, in order to survive, I wanted to kill!"

"Watching my former friends leave me one by one, my heart will be like a knife, I don't know when I will follow in their footsteps and reunite with them in hell, which has become a pain in my heart, and I am terrified every day. ”

At this moment, Tie Huang's face, which had never changed, gradually appeared a little distorted, which was an unbearable look back on the past, and a fear of the past.

That fear has been deeply rooted in his bones, no matter how far the Iron Wilderness has cultivated, mentioning that time, in his heart, that period of history, will be an unforgettable pain for him.

It can never be erased, never.

"However, later I gradually discovered that every time I thought that after my cultivation was improved, I would improve greatly, my status would increase, and my intrigue would decrease, but as time went on, I found that I was wrong, and it was very wrong. ”

So, I gradually learned to plot against others. Saying this, Tie Huang glanced at Xiaoyao again, and his eyes immediately looked into the distance.

Tie Huang seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, and his face was slightly distorted, but he quickly regained his calm with a deep and lonely gaze.

Xiaoyao pricked up his ears and listened calmly to the demon lord's narration, and suddenly remembered what happened to him when he was weak, how similar it was to Iron Waste.

These experiences are the same as what happened to them in the past.

The morning breeze squinted, the black robes hunted, and the black hair fluttered wildly in the wind.

He glanced at the Demon Lord, then at Xiaoyao, and immediately narrowed his eyes even more, and his eyes narrowed into a line, and there was a fine glow in them.

In this regard, Tie Huang looked at Xiaoyao, but he didn't look at him, so he could know that Chenfeng's status in Tie Huang's heart was far inferior to Xiaoyao, although there was nothing on the surface, but Chenfeng's heart was still very dissatisfied with Xiaoyao.

At that time, they were still very weak and had extremely low intelligence, and at that time, they did not have a body, but were just a mass of monsters derived from demonic energy.

At that time, they were all ignorant, living in the territory of the demons, wandering, having nothing to rely on, worrying all day long that when they would become the nourishment for the demons to improve their skills.

At that time, they devoured each other's kind and strengthened themselves.

At that time, they did not have a body, their intelligence was extremely low, they were very ignorant, they knew nothing, they only knew that they instinctively devoured their own kind, supplementing their own losses.

Until, more than a hundred years ago, Morrowind and the others, who were just a ball of monsters, were summoned from the upper realm by the awakened Iron Wilderness with ** force.

and his batch of monsters, there are millions of regiments, all of them are low in strength, there is almost no wisdom to speak of, everything is carried out by instinct.

After they were dragged down by the Iron Desolation, they were full of panic, thinking that they had been refined by the power of the demon race.

But after a while, they found that they were not dead, and that there were many similar beings around them, there were millions, and their strength was equal to their own.

After more than ten years, they devoured each other, killed each other, absorbed and smelted each other's power, constantly strengthened themselves, and constantly improved their wisdom.

Knowing that they have cultivated to the realm of the demon realm, and after going through all kinds of difficulties, the body that has been condensed has a real **, and their wisdom has also improved, and the experience of being calculated and calculated all day long can be regarded as gradually subsiding.

In the end, the nine people of Xiaoyao, Morrowind, Blue Fire, and Black Wind won and became the best of the Lan Realm Demon Clan, and under the empowerment of the Iron Wilderness several times, they gradually improved their cultivation.

Although the original winner had nine lives, three of them were killed by the demon enemies in the early years of the battle, and two of them, because of their unfavorable affairs, were thrown into the demon pool of the Demon Mountain by the Iron Wilderness.

The remaining four of them, more than ten years later, became the powerhouses of the Demon Sect Realm, worked for Tie Huang, became Tie Huang's team in the human world, and became Tie Huang's most loyal subordinates.

A hundred years have passed, and the four powerhouses have captured many young powerhouses on various continents and with excellent cultivation talents for the Iron Wilderness in the Blood Mystic Classic, speeding up the recovery of the Iron Wilderness.

Today, Tiehuang has recovered to the True God Realm, condensed his physical body, restored his appearance, broke the seal, rectified the Black Demon Continent, and occupied the human world.

Among them, the credit of Xiaoyao and others is the greatest.

The morning breeze is not angry, Xiaoyao and him, back then, were both lowly monsters, why today, Xiaoyao is above his head calling for wind and rain.

However, Xiaoyao's strength is always higher than him, and his cultivation skills, martial arts and secret methods are all given priority to him, and the demon lord also favors him very much.

Morrowind is not good at stubble, and has repeatedly stumbled Xiaoyao, but it has not succeeded, and over time, Chenfeng has calmed down, ready to find an opportunity to replace Xiaoyao in one fell swoop, and become the most trusted subordinate of Tiehuang at present.

He deeply knew that the current iron famine was far from the peak realm.

In the future, Tie Huang will have many subordinates, if he can't be valued by Tie Huang now, then in the future, he will always succumb to Xiaoyao's subordinates.

Morrowind understands this truth better than anyone else.

Now, he is already very dissatisfied with Xiaoyao in his heart, and he is always ready for an opportunity to make a storm, give Xiaoyao a heavy blow, and finally replace him. (To be continued.) )