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The mace and the blood knife collided together, Zhu Tiancang's body shook, and he immediately felt the blood in his chest rolling, and his heart was shocked: "What a strong strength, this demon clan is really powerful, even if it is just the Golden Immortal Great Perfection, it actually has a power comparable to that of the Taiyi Golden Immortal." ”

"No wonder the land said that the Golden Immortal was easily killed by it before, such an arrogant power combined with the corrosive nature of the demonic qi, if it weren't for the fact that I was the cultivator of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to suppress him. ”

Similarly, the situation of the demon man was even more tragic than that of Zhu Tiancang.

Although Zhu Tiancang has now used the Thirty-six Tiangang Transformation Technique to reduce some of his combat power, the mana in the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal is still very magnificent, and with one blow, a mouthful of purple blood erupted from the mouth of the demon man, and the whole person was also shocked by the mace before stopping.

After landing on the ground, the demon man's eyes were staring at Zhu Tiancang, and he said, "Damn the monk of the human sect, what kind of person are you!"

The demon man obviously didn't want to believe that a mere little-known human sect monk actually had such a strong combat power, you know, what he was holding in his hand was an innate spirit treasure, and he was also wearing an innate spirit armor, plus he was going all out just now, it can be said that the idle Taiyi Golden Immortal would be seriously injured almost instantly.

But now?

The reality is the opposite, it was not Zhu Tiancang who was seriously injured, but him.

This couldn't help but make him feel doubts in his heart, and even wonder if the fat man in front of him could be changed by some famous powerhouse, or if he was instructed by someone to come here to make trouble for him.

In this regard, Zhu Tiancang shook his numb arm, and then smiled: "Immeasurable Tianzun, shouldn't you report to your family before asking others? When did your demon clan's cultivation become so poor." ”

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the demon man's mouth twitched.

was despised by Zhu Tiancang, which was even more unacceptable to him than Zhu Tiancang hurting him twice just now.

Holding back the anger in his heart, the demon man spoke: "I am the son of the lord of the demon race, Emperor Shakti, Emperor Wutian, a human cultivator, who are you!"

After listening to Emperor Wutian's words, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shrank, but his heart was shaken, and he said secretly:

"The son of the Demon Lord Emperor Shakti, how did this product be blocked by the people of the Western Sect of Lingshan?"

"And as the son of Emperor Shakti, this guy actually dared to go to Dongsheng Shenzhou to show off his might, isn't he afraid of being killed by the Xuanmen Taoist monks. ”

"The most important thing is, what does this Emperor Wutian have to do with the overthrow of Rulai's control by later generations?"

After a long while, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, exhaled heavily and suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and then spoke: "Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor Dao is taught by Zhu Ganglie, Emperor Wutian, as the son of the lord of the demon race, how can you be here? Aren't your demon clan suppressed by the Western Sect under the Spirit Mountain? Also, as the son of the lord of the demon clan, you are too weak to cultivate to the Golden Immortal Great Perfection, isn't it that you deceived this Dao master!"

Although he said it in his mouth, Zhu Tiancang was sure in his heart that the latter was the son of the Lord of the Demon Clan, otherwise, with his cultivation of the Golden Immortal Great Perfection, it would be impossible to hold two innate spirit treasures and hang them around.

In this regard, a trace of anger suddenly rose in Di Wutian's eyes.

Obviously, Zhu Tiancang felt extremely angry that he didn't believe in his identity, which Zhu Tiancang didn't know, in the demon race, the bloodline is very important, if the bloodline is not pure, it is a waste, and it is impossible to become the son of the lord of the demon race, and it should be killed as early as when he was born.

But soon, the anger in Emperor Wutian's eyes dissipated, replaced by a trace of gloom, and sighed, "You are right, although I am the son of his Emperor Shakti, but now he does not recognize my son, but instead pursues that damn bitch wholeheartedly. ”

"If it weren't for that cheap, how could I use the essence in the demon cave to escape, and how could I now only have two lower-level innate spirit treasures left on my body, and even be humiliated here by you as a white-faced fat man. ”

"Damn bitch, you wait for me, after I break through the Da Luo Jin Immortal, I will definitely kill back to the demon cave as soon as possible and kill you, a bitch, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

After listening to Emperor Wutian's narration, Zhu Tiancang's eyes narrowed.

Although Di Wutian's words were very concise, and most of them were complaining, even resentful.

But from these short words, he still got some information, even information that made his heart restless.

After a long while, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, looked at Emperor Wutian who was still hateful, exhaled heavily to suppress the emotions in his heart, and said: "Emperor Wutian, you said that you were forced to run out by a woman? Your son of the lord of the demon clan, will you be afraid of a woman? With your identity, you can casually instruct a large number of demon powerhouses to work for you, killing a woman is not an easy thing for you, how can you fall to such a state." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Wutian glanced up at Zhu Tiancang, and then said: "Zhu Ganglie, you don't sneer there, my Emperor Wutian is a backbone demon, just a cheap maid, it has only been a hundred years since I came to my demon cave, if I used my identity privileges, I would have killed her a long time ago." ”

Speaking of this, Di Wutian's eyes flashed with a trace of remorse: "If I had known that the had seduced my father after entering the demon cave, then I would have killed her at the beginning, but now I can't, that has become one of the demon kings, even I can't touch her, plus her ......"

In the end, Di Wutian seemed to think of something, and his body trembled suddenly, and then he raised his head, looked at Zhu Tiancang with gloomy eyes and said, "Zhu Ganglie, you are tricking me!"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhu Tiancang's mouth rose slightly, and he said secretly: "It's not too stupid!"

Of course, he would never admit it, after all, the information revealed by Emperor Wutian strengthened his inner guess.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Tiancang sighed, and then showed a look of sympathy for the same disease, and sighed: "Eh, Emperor Wutian, you don't know, don't look at the infinite scenery of joining the human sect now, but I am actually a human being, and I can be regarded as a prince like you, and I really gather thousands of favors in one, but when I was nine years old, all this changed." ”

"A small country has dedicated a peerless beauty, this beauty bewitched my father, caused me to fall out of favor, and even after she gave birth to a prince, I was subjected to countless robberies, assassinations, and even persecution, if it weren't for ......" (To be continued. )