Chapter Seventy-Two: Always Counted
Xue Yutang nodded and said, "I know, but I can't think of any other way than this!"
Hu Ling'er sighed: "Why are you still so reckless, if that's the case, I'd rather you really become a demon!"
Xue Yutang smiled helplessly: "If I become a muddy demon and kill innocent demons, it is better to kill me directly, forget it, I am just a preliminary idea now, after all, the Demon King has not agreed yet, has he?"
Hu Ling'er wanted to say more, Xue Yutang waved his hand: "Don't say it, Ling'er, I feel like he's coming back!"
Hu Ling'er put her face on Xue Yutang's face, enjoying the last warmth, and after a while, Hu Ling'er felt that the aura on Xue Yutang's body began to become cold, Hu Ling'er stood up helplessly, and left Xue Yutang, Xue Yutang's eyes turned black again, and he became cold when he looked at anyone.
Hu Ling'er took Xue Yutang's hand, Xue Yutang mechanically followed Hu Ling'er to stand up, Hu Ling'er turned around and said to the demon king who followed him: "Okay, let's go back first!"
The demon kings were trapped with Hu Ling'er for two days, and they were a little dissatisfied in their hearts, but when they saw Xue Yutang who repelled the Chipeng Demon King, they had a little more hope in their hearts, after all, they and others had been tied to Hu Ling'er's chariot, and once Hu Ling'er was defeated, he would definitely not let go of himself easily with the character of the Chipeng Demon King.
On the way back, Hu Ling'er kept looking at Xue Yutang beside him as if he had no soul, and he didn't know what to do, Xue Yutang's method was the only way at present, but this was too dangerous, how fragile the human soul was, Hu Ling'er was deeply aware of it, because he lost his body, he almost became a spirit that could be slaughtered by others, and he could absorb the soul, the human race who wanted to refine the spirit of the instrument, and the corrosion of the soul of the aura of heaven and earth, which could kill her, if it wasn't for the chance that she entered the body of Long Ying, and was finally taken in by Xue Yutang, she was afraid that she would have died a long time ago and could not die again。 But even so, he was forcibly consumed from the Great Perfection to the Xuan Infant Stage, if it weren't for Xue Yutang going to the Netherworld, finding the soil of resting soil, and shaping his own body, I'm afraid that even if he got the flesh and wanted to restore the Great Perfection Realm, he didn't know when, and it would be impossible to deal with the capital of the Demon Lord with the Chipeng Demon King.
But if this demonic Xue Yutang is allowed to occupy Xue Yutang's body all the time, is Xue Yutang still Xue Yutang?
Hu Ling'er was a little irritable, no matter which one was not what Hu Ling'er wanted to see, she even thought again, if it wasn't for Xue Yutang running to the netherworld for herself, she wouldn't have fallen into the devil, for Xue Yutang, it was a matter of time before she achieved the Great Perfection in the future, and she dragged Xue Yutang down.
When she returned to the Demon Lord's Mansion, Hu Linger found that it was not only a group of demon kings who came back with her, but also many of them who had gone to look for it before, but they did not agree to follow her demon king, Hu Linger laughed self-deprecatingly, she had been so persuasive, it was not as good as Xue Yutang who directly defeated the Chipeng Demon King after entering the demon, Hu Linger did not expect to find Chipeng The Demon King took advantage of his injury to kill him, but Hu Ling'er didn't dare, she wasn't sure, the battle between Xue Yutang and the Chipeng Demon King, Hu Ling'er saw it, the Chipeng Demon King's injury was not serious, but he now cherished his feathers even more and was unwilling to put himself in a little danger. If he continued to fight, it was still unknown whether Xue Yutang could be the opponent of the Chipeng Demon King even after entering the demon.
Hu Ling'er glanced at this only place for himself to live in the demon clan, the Demon Lord's Mansion, which has been run by his family for several generations, is full of spiritual arrays, as well as all kinds of organs, and even this Demon Lord's Mansion affects the qi veins of the entire Eight Desolate Mountains, once the Demon Lord's Mansion is destroyed, it is not only the Demon Lord's Mansion that is destroyed, but also the qi veins of the entire Eight Desolate Mountains, without the Qi Vein, the Eight Desolate Mountains will soon lose their aura and become an ordinary mountain range, and even the core area of the Eight Desolate Mountains will become worse because it is the catharsis of the Qi veins, and the demon clan will have no place to live, and this Demon Lord's Mansion can only be opened by Hu Ling'er, and others are not capable of opening it, no matter how bold the Chipeng Demon King was, he didn't dare to attack the Demon Lord's Mansion.
But even so, what can be done, Hu Ling'er even feels that this City Lord's Mansion is now more like a prison, trapping herself.
"......Demon Lord! What should we do next?" a demon king couldn't help but ask out loud when he saw Hu Ling'er sitting in a chair in a daze.
"Let's go and rest first!" Hu Ling'er felt a little tired, this group of demon kings didn't have any substantive help for him now, more like cheerleaders cheering on the side, except for being able to drum up morale, there was no substantive effect.
A group of demon kings, you look at me, I look at you, I have to retreat first, they can only temporarily live in the city lord's mansion and dare not go out, after all, out of the city lord's mansion may face the revenge of the Chipeng demon king at any time, but this is not a long-term time after all, now there are some people who have the intention of retreating, if it were not for the character of the Chipeng demon king, I am afraid that Hu Linger would have become a loner long ago, this is the reality.
Seeing that all the demon kings had left one after another, Hu Linger led Xue Yutang to the bedroom, settled him down, and turned around to leave, now this Xue Yutang is not the real Xue Yutang, Hu Linger felt a little lonely in his heart, standing alone in front of the window and looking outside.
After entering the demon, Xue Yutang saw Hu Ling'er walk out of the room, sat down cross-legged, and after a while, his body was flooded with black gas, and he could no longer see a human figure, Xue Yutang was startled, he was cultivating, which made Xue Yutang's own sense of crisis stronger and stronger, he was able to cultivate, it means that his consciousness is awakening, if it is not solved as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be no more Xue Yutang in this world, it is not accurate to say this, just like he occupied the real Xue Yutang's body at the beginning, this heart demon may become the new Xue Yutang, but Xue Yutang knows that he will not give himself another chance to let himself tell Hu Ling'er all this。
The periphery of the Eight Barren Mountains is close to the sea layer, the wind and thunder are rolling, the huge waves, set off thirty or forty zhang high, originally some fishing boats that rely on the sea to fish no matter how big or small are smashed by the huge waves, Jiaowang stood on the waves, watching the ant-like human race under his feet was crushed, torn, and thrown into the air into a cloud of blood mist, the minced meat was eaten into the stomach by the fish and crabs in the seawater, this world is either you eat me, or I eat you, the last second is still the trophy of the fishing boat, it will be put on the table for people to enjoy at any time, and the next second this group of people who capture themselves will become food to be eaten into their stomachs, which has to be said to be a kind of irony。
"King Jiao, let's talk about it, the matter of your demon clan is solved, and this side of the Eight Desolate Mountains near the sea belongs to me!" said a bald male urn with a huge head and two mustaches floating on his mouth.
King Jiao stood on the wave with his hands behind his back, looked at the faintly visible Eight Desolate Mountains and said, "Don't worry, my King Jiao has always been a good talker!"
"Okay, it's a pleasure to do things with your Jiaowang!" The bald man laughed twice and shouted twice into the sea: "Little ones, let's go to the Eight Desolate Mountains to open our eyes, and from now on, there will be me and our territory on this land!"
There were shouts from the waves: "Good!"
Jiaowang smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak again, but the bald man was excited.
The Chipeng Demon King finally completely got rid of the black qi that wrapped around his back, but the wound here was not so easy to heal, and when he walked out of the cave, he saw that nearly half of the demon king was missing, and he frowned and asked, "Why are there so many demon kings not there?"
One of the demon kings saluted and replied, "Demon Lord, they all went to the Fox Demon King!"
The Chipeng Demon King was stunned for a moment, he was injured a little at this time, and this group of demon kings couldn't sit still, it was really a group of wall grass: "Oh...... Got it!"
The demon king who spoke saw that the Chipeng Demon King was not angry, and his heart finally settled down, he originally thought that the Chipeng Demon King would be furious, but he didn't expect the Chipeng Demon King to be so calm.
"Where's the Phuciquent King?"