"Trade your life!"

Zuo Shuai's cold and majestic voice echoed above the mountaintop.

Ji Tianxing frowned fiercely, looking at him with a cold face, and his body was filled with a thick killing intent.

He didn't get angry immediately, and shouted to Zuo Shuai in a deep voice: "I know, you are on the orders of the Demon Emperor to deal with me, and the Demon Emperor's target is me!"

Let me see my father, I want to see him safe!"

Zuo Shuai didn't speak, and raised his left palm expressionlessly.

The light in his palm flashed, and a crystal ball appeared out of thin air.

The mysterious crystal ball is obviously a magic weapon.

The crystal ball was sealed with a middle-aged man in a blue robe, who was Ji Changkong.

When Ji Tianxing saw the appearance of the crystal ball clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

His eyes were focused on Ji Changkong's body, and when he saw Ji Changkong's tragic condition of being seriously injured and covered in blood, his heart also lifted.

Fortunately, Ji Changkong was only seriously injured and was still alive for the time being.

It's a pity that Ji Tianxing's spiritual sense can't penetrate into the crystal ball.

He could neither probe his father's injuries, nor could he transmit his spiritual sense to him and inquire about the situation.

Seeing the tragic scene of his father scarred and seriously injured and in a coma, Ji Tianxing felt a monstrous anger surging in his heart.

He stared at Zuo Shuai with cold eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Let go of my father, I can self-proclaimed my skills, and follow you back to the Northern Desert to see the Demon Emperor." ”

Obviously, this is just a delaying tactic on his part.

As long as he can get his father out of danger, he would rather first profess his skills and return to the Northern Desert with the two demon commanders.

After all, there are many ways for him to get out.

The butcher in the deep pit of the ruins hurriedly flew out of the deep pit, came to the high sky, and stood by Zuo Shuai's side.

Hearing Ji Tianxing's words, he suddenly sneered secretly, and couldn't wait to agree.

"Hmph! The Terrans are really reptiles and weaklings bound by seven emotions and six desires!

No matter how strong this kid is, his father is in our hands, and he has to be obedient!

After he proclaimed his skills, Ben Shuai will definitely use thousands of methods to torture and torture him!"

However, what neither Ji Tianxing nor Tu Ren expected was that Zuo Shuai shook his head and refused, and showed a sneer full of contempt.

"Ji Tianxing, don't be embarrassed in front of Ben Shuai with this little trick!

To His Majesty the Demon Emperor, only the Sword God bloodline is useful, and you are just a useless ant.

Why bother taking you back to the Northern Desert? Ben Shuai only needs your sword god bloodline!"

After saying that, Zuo Shuai waved his hand and shot out a bloody light and flew in front of Ji Tianxing.

In the blood light, there was a dark and cold magic sword.

The magic sword is only more than two feet long, and the blade is twisted like a snake, and it is engraved with mysterious and simple patterns, which is obviously a soul-level magic weapon.

The magic sword was suspended in mid-air in front of Ji Tianxing, flashing with a cold magic light, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Zuo Shuai's left hand was playing with the crystal ball, and his right hand was behind him, exuding a powerful domineering aura all over his body, and he sneered: "Ji Tianxing, Ben Shuai will give you a chance."

In front of Ben Shuai, use that sword to cut himself and stab it into the heart, and Ben Shuai will let your father go. ”

Ji Tianxing suddenly furrowed his brows, and the fists in the sleeves of his robe were secretly clenched.

He knew very well that the demons had always been cunning and cruel, and would never keep any promises and faith.

That magic sword is very strange, and it is mostly a magic weapon that can absorb the bloodline of the sword god.

Even if he really committed suicide on the spot with the magic sword, the demon commander would definitely not let his father go.

The end result must be that he and his father died here.

"What if I don't obey?" Ji Tianxing stared at Zuo Shuai coldly, and asked in a deep voice.

Zuo Shuai was not angry, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he said gloomily: "If you don't comply, then Ben Shuai will kill your father, and then kill you, and personally take out the bloodline of the Sword God!"

As he spoke, his left palm was tightly closed, and six strong fingers crunched the crystal ball.

The crystal ball was crystal clear, and several cracks immediately appeared.

The crystal ball was filled with wisps of blood light, turning into blood ** snakes, devouring Ji Changkong's fleshy body.

Ji Changkong, who was in a coma, was bitten out of several blood holes by the blood ** snake all over his body, and several pieces of flesh and blood were torn off, and he suddenly struggled and screamed in pain.

It's a pity that he was sealed in the crystal ball, and no matter how screaming, Ji Tianxing couldn't hear it.

Seeing his father being bitten by a bloody snake and struggling in pain, Ji Tianxing's eyes suddenly split, and his angry eyes turned blood-red.

"Stop, you devil, stop!" he clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

Zuo Shuai slowly let go of his six fingers, causing the blood snakes to disperse.

He stared at Ji Tianxing with gloomy eyes, and asked with a smile: "Hehe, it's really a father-son relationship!"

Ji Tianxing, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with Ben Shuai, either pick up that sword and cut yourself, or you and your father will die together!

Ben Shuai will only give you six breaths of time, and after six breaths, your father will definitely die!"

As Zuo Shuai's words fell, an invisible aura of death quietly spread, enveloping the entire mountaintop.

The air seemed to freeze, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be gray and colorless.

Even the golden light of the rising sun was obscured by dark clouds drifting from nowhere.

The breath of heaviness, oppression, slaughter and death filled Ji Tianxing's heart!

"One!"

Zuo Shuai raised his right palm and retracted a finger.

Ji Tianxing's body stood stiffly in place, his eyes staring at Zuo Shuai, thousands of thoughts flashed in his mind, racking his brains to find a way.

"I only have six breaths, how can I save my father?

The strength of this demon commander is several times stronger than that of the slaughterer, and the city government and resourcefulness are also extremely high, which is too difficult to deal with!

If I forcibly rescue my father, I'm afraid that before I can grab the crystal ball, my father will be killed by Zuo Shuai!

No, you can't force your hand, this demon is more treacherous and vicious than slaughtering people, I must not take any risks!"

Just as he was anxiously analyzing and deliberating, Zuo Shuai's right hand retracted the second finger.

"Two!"

Two breaths passed.

Ji Tianxing's expression became more and more ugly, and the killing intent and anger in his chest were almost surging out.

"I can't force my hand, do I really want to use that magic sword to cut myself?

No, I must not take this risk, the magic sword is very strange, and the demon commander must have prepared it a long time ago.

Even if I die by self-determination, my father will probably still die...... I have to live!"

At this time, Zuo Shuai retracted his third finger.

"Three!"

The atmosphere became colder and colder, the heavens and the earth were gray, and the sun lost its brilliance.

"Time is running out, I have to think of a way right away!"

Ji Tianxing was worried, and the blue tendons on his forehead loomed.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he thought of various methods, including using Su Xin Zhen Demon Technique, Mountain and River Seal, Thunder Spirit Pupil and other hole card stunts.

But he was desperate to find that no matter what kind of stunt he used, he was not absolutely sure that he would snatch back the crystal ball from Zuo Shuai's hands!

Anger and despair filled Ji Tianxing's heart.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the mysterious and cold magic sword suspended in mid-air in front of him.

"Four!"

Zuo Shuai's voice sounded again, and the fourth finger retracted.

There are only two breaths left.

Ji Tianxing stretched out his hand with great difficulty, and slowly stretched out towards the magic sword.

"No matter, let's stabilize this magic handsome first!"

He gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to reach out and hold the magic sword.

At this time, in the depths of his mind, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

"How can you forget me at such a time? when I don't exist?"

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The 8th is delivered, and there are 4 more chapters in the evening, so please wait a minute, brothers.

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