Chapter 524: Demon Scroll?

"Now, we can talk about you!" the Black Death City Lord said to Ning Zhe in a cold voice. (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network)

And Ning Zhe didn't seem to hear his words, but just stepped over to the small pile of powder that the Black Death General had turned into and bent down, and the purple light in his hand flickered and put away the powder.

"Although you lost to fate, you are still a brave man no matter what, I admire you!" Ning Zhe saluted the small pile of powder, and then straightened up to look at the Black Dead City Lord on the city wall.

"Originally, I was going to take the black piece of paper and leave, but now, I have the idea of killing you!" Ning Zhe said word by word.

As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, the Black Death City Lord raised his head and laughed, and after a long time, the laughter gradually stopped: "Haha...... You are carried away by your sympathy, young man, it is not easy for me to think of you, and you have a good heart, as long as you agree to be my black death general, I will let you go, what do you think?"

Ning Zhe suddenly smiled dumbly and said: "Are you a fool to me? As your Black Death General, life and death are in your hands, and I still like to control my own destiny!"

The Black Death City Lord nodded approvingly and said: "That's right, we are all the same people, but people can be changed, if you kill my Black Death General, then you are the new Black Death General, no one can change this, especially you!"

Ning Zhe sneered, "Why? Just the black piece of paper on your body?"

When Ning Zhe stood opposite to the Black Death City Lord, he could feel the seemingly non-existent fluctuations on the other party's body, although it was a little different, but it was indeed from the mysterious black piece of paper, so he opened his mouth to probe.

Hearing Ning Zhe's words, the Black Death City Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and the red light in his two pupils also became a few points thicker, and he said in surprise: "It turns out that you really know about the Demon Scroll, I always thought you were hearsay, but I didn't expect you to really come for this." You must have seen other demon scrolls, haven't you?"

In the end, the Black Death City Lord's emotions suddenly became excited, and there was a tremor in his voice.

"Demon scroll? What is that? I've never seen it before!" Ning Zhe shook his head and said subconsciously. But then he reacted, and the other party must have been referring to the mysterious black piece of paper.

"Of course you haven't seen it, and no one in the world has ever seen the Demon Scroll except me. At that time, I was just an elder of a small sect, and my cultivation was only at the high level of the Star Realm. Our sect is weak and is always bullied by others at will, and finally one day, we found a treasure trove, where there are huge treasures, countless immortal stones, countless exercises and immortal treasures at our disposal. A trace of loneliness flashed in the eyes of the Black Death City Lord, as if he had fallen into a memory.

But Ning Zhe was a little strange, how could he say these things to himself, but it wouldn't be strange if he knew that the other party would tell it every time he met someone. This Black Death City Lord had clearly been alone for too long, and he urgently needed someone else to share the joy and anger in his heart.

"I ......"

"Shut up, listen to me, listen to me......"

Ning Zhe just opened his mouth to say something, but was directly interrupted by the Black Death City Lord, and then he continued: "At that time, everyone thought that this was a great opportunity for our sect to rise, and this was also a glory from heaven. However, what I didn't expect was that the news finally spread, and several major sects around us united to ask us about the whereabouts of the treasure, and we naturally refused to tell it, so they killed the sect and washed all the monks in the sect with blood, even the little junior sister who had just started did not let go...... Ah......h

As he spoke, the emotions of the Black Death City Lord gradually became angry, and when he said the little junior sister, his body trembled violently, obviously the relationship between the little junior sister and him was not ordinary.

"In the end, I was the only one left, and I was alone facing the masters of several major sects, and I was so desperate and painful. However, just then, the Demon Scroll appeared, and it told me that if I sacrificed all my lives, I could gain powerful energy, strong enough to crush all my enemies. Without thinking about it, I agreed, and then a suit of armor flew out of the demon scroll, enveloping my whole body in it, and then my cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and I also learned the art of demons. Haha......"

"And then?" Ning Zhe seemed to be intrigued by this story, and asked.

"Then I will kill them all, and I will refine their bones into the countless bone knights under my command, and they are the ones you have just slain. Of course, even if you don't kill them, I'll kill them all every thousand years, and then use their souls to condense new Bone Horse Knights again. I will make them my slaves for the rest of their lives, and enjoy the pain and wailing I give them for the rest of their lives, haha......"

In the end, the resentment in the words of the Black Dead City Lord had reached a chilling level, and there was deep pain hidden in his eyes full of joy.

Ning Zhe couldn't help but sigh slightly, this is the cultivation realm, this kind of thing happens every day, it's just that few people have such ungodly luck as the Black Death City Lord.

"What are you sighing about? Are you feeling sorry for them? Do you know that this sigh will kill you!" the Black Death City Lord seemed to be very dissatisfied with Ning Zhe's sigh, and suddenly roared.

Ning Zhe thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "You have been harmed by that demon scroll a lot, why don't you give it to me, and then I will find a way to restore your free body, what do you think?"

The Black Death City Lord suddenly burst out laughing: "Haha...... After all, you still want to covet my demon scroll, no wonder you don't want to be the Black Death General, it turns out that you want to be the Black Death City Lord? But your idea is very stupid, those who offend me have only one way to die!"

Ning Zhe finally gave up persuasion, he had already seen that this Black Death City Lord had clearly become a slave of the mysterious black paper, and he had almost been enslaved when he got the first mysterious black paper, but fortunately, his Dao heart was firm, so he escaped the catastrophe, otherwise he would have been similar to this Black Death City Lord now.

Thinking of this, his hands slowly raised, just when the Black Death City Lord recalled the past, he swallowed several handfuls of pills to restore the immortal power, and the immortal power consumed in the battle just now had returned to his body.

"In that case, let's use the battle to decide the ownership of the Demon Scroll!" Ning Zhe said loudly!