"Why are you telling me this?"

Jin Wuzhi asked lightly. He was a little puzzled, disgust with demons may be nonsense and deception, but it doesn't look like it, what he said is likely to be true, the question is here, why is he saying this.

"Because I don't want the demon lord to come back to life!"

What the demon weary-demon said made Jin Wuzhi stunned, as a demon cultivator, is there anyone who doesn't want the demon lord to be resurrected?

You must know that the reason why everyone shouts and fights demon cultivators, in addition to the fact that their cultivation methods and style of acting are too cruel, is that they always want to resurrect the demon king of the ancient seal, and even open the passage between the demon world and the human world.

Why is this demon loathing so special?

"I've read an ancient anecdote and know some inside information. The demon lord is resurrected, and the first one to die is Black Feather, and then there are our other five demons. I don't want to die, so I don't want Hatora to succeed.

But before I was controlled by him, I couldn't resist, I could only wait for death. Now it's different, if you can do this, maybe you can kill Gura, and then I can free myself from control. ”

The demon wearyman didn't wait for Jin Wuzhi to ask, and slowly explained the reason.

"And such a thing?" said Jin Wuzhiqi.

"Alas, do you know the origin of our Six Demon Islands?"

Seeing that Jin Wuzhi didn't believe it, he asked helplessly.

Without waiting for Jin Wuzhi to answer, he continued: "The entire reef sea is suppressed by an ancient demon king, the lord of the dark devil. He was divided into seven parts and suppressed separately, with the Five Treasure Islands and the Six Great Demon Islands each suppressing a part.

The Five Treasure Gate is the inheritance left by the immortal gate that suppressed the demon lord in ancient times, and it has been guarded here for generations. And our six demons got the opportunity left by the demon lord to cultivate the magic skills, and this is the only way to cross the party.

However, I know from the ancient secrets that we are actually the carriers chosen by the Demon Lord, and once the Demon Lord is resurrected, he will definitely absorb our power and restore himself. ”

"So, I don't want the demon lord to be resurrected. ”

Everyone was slightly moved after hearing this, especially Black Feather's face became very ugly, after all, no one wanted to be in the middle of an extremely powerful enemy's calculations all the time.

Jin Wuzhi's heart was also making waves, he had personally experienced the power leaked by the Lord of the Black Demon in the catacombs of the Black Demon Island, it was definitely the existence of the Law Realm, but he didn't expect it to be only a part of the stump of the Lord of the Black Devil, and it had even been suppressed for thousands of years.

How strong was the Lord of the Dark Demons in his heyday?

What about the monks who were able to suppress him in the first place?

"I will become such a strong man one day after all!" Jin Wuzhi secretly clenched his fists.

Shaking off the distracting thoughts in his heart, Jin Wuzhi looked at the disgusted demons, and said with burning eyes: "If my expectations are good, even if this resurrection fails, you may not last long!"

"How do you know?" asked the Disgusted Demon, surprised.

"It's just a very simple reasoning!" Jin Wuzhi smiled slightly, without elaborating.

"Will you let me go, then?" asked the demon in a deep voice, showing no fear in his expression.

"Let's go!" Jin Wuzhi said with a smile.

"Boom!"

The Demon Wearyness crushed the contents of his hand, and a black mist burst open, enveloping him. The smoke cleared, and he was gone.

"Master, why don't you keep him?" asked Hei Yu a little unwillingly.

"Can't stay!"

Jin Wuzhi replied lightly. He stared at the place where the Weary had left for a moment, then turned and walked towards the center of the battlefield.

"Let's go, let's go see how this scene will end!"

......

In the center of the battlefield, the Guluo Demon Envoy and Nanlin Zhenren were still testing each other, but the battlefield around them gradually quieted down, and both of them felt that something was wrong.

"Old thief Nanlin, how about we stop today?" said Guluo suddenly. His face was calm, but deep down he was in turmoil.

Just now, he probed the Demon Heart Contract on his body, and there were only two of the Six Demons and several other subordinates left, one of whom was still Black Feather of unknown origin.

All of his subordinates were killed, which means that there are masters in the Wubaomen who are secretly attacking, and I think there is no one except the real person of Donghu. However, how could this person suddenly turn against the water? He was very puzzled in his heart.

"Hmph! The old man will spare you today. Nanlin Zhenren snorted coldly.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flew in the distance, and landed not far away, revealing a white-haired old man.

"Senior Brother Donghu?"

"East Lake!"

The two shouted in unison.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" Donghu Zhenren said, then raised the dagger in his hand, and the spiritual power urged to aim at the Guluo Demon Envoy.

"You," the Guluo Demon Envoy was shocked, and was about to speak, but saw a long knife swinging and slashing, and it was Nanlin Zhenren who saw this opportunity to entangle.

Gulo had no choice but to raise the Dark Demon Arm to meet him. The two of you go back and forth, and the fight is so lively.

Not far away, the East Lake Zhenren just urged the streamer dagger with all his might, and a one-meter-long white light long sword appeared in the void, and the edge was extremely sharp.

An astonishing momentum soared into the sky, and a blazing white light illuminated the night sky, which was clearly visible for hundreds of miles.

Nanlin Zhenren felt that the streamer dagger with the divine power streamer was about to be completed, and his heart was overjoyed, he looked at the desperate face of the Guluo Demon Envoy and laughed: "Guluo, your time of death has arrived!"

"Roar!"

The Guluo Demon Envoy also seemed to feel the breath of death, and suddenly desperately, regardless of the injury, violently waved the Dark Demon Arm, forcing back Nanlin Zhenren.

Then, he gritted his teeth violently, cut off half of his left arm with a claw, and then inserted the Dark Demon Arm directly into the severed arm, and blood flowed all over the Dark Demon Arm in an instant.

It was at this moment that something strange happened. The Dark Demon Arm suddenly lit up with a layer of blood light, and all the blood was absorbed into it, and the blood light became brighter and brighter.

The blood light has a powerful corrosive power, and the surrounding plants and trees immediately die and turn into black ashes, and even the rocks sneer and emit black smoke, dissolving thousands of holes.

Nanlin Zhenren was about to take the opportunity to attack, but he couldn't bear it immediately when he was illuminated by the blood light, and hurriedly urged the White Frost Knife to emit a frost aura, protect himself, and retreat to the side.

Not to be outdone, his spiritual power was fully fed into the White Frost Knife, woo woo, there was a buzzing sound from the knife, and he was hungry and thirsty to absorb the spiritual power.

A bone-chilling chill emanated, and the surrounding trees and boulders all made a clicking sound under the cold, and soon shattered into hoarfrost-like powder and spilled on the ground.

The Gora Demon Envoy let go of his hand, and the Dark Demon Arm actually grew on the severed arm, and it swung freely, just like his own arm.

"Dark Demon Change!"

The Guluo Demon Envoy burst into a shout, the Dark Demon Arm was red and loud, and made a terrifying sucking sound, and the Guluo Demon made the fat body lose weight like a gas, and the flesh and blood were absorbed by the Dark Demon Arm.

Eventually, he turned into a skeletal-like thin man shrouded in red light, and pounced towards Nanlin Zhenren.

This is the Dark Demon Arm's Divine Power Dark Demon Transformation, his body is now hard, he can fight hard spells, resist spiritual weapons, and his power is incomparable.

Nanlin Zhenren also completed the magic power of the White Frost Knife at this moment, a rich white mist ring surrounded him, and the long knife in his hand had already turned into a white mist knife, and there was a sound of freezing in the air where he passed.

"Die!" Nanlin Zhenren slashed down, and the Guluo Demon Envoy raised his left arm to block the blade, and as soon as he grasped the blood-red claws, he held the long knife tightly in his hand.

"Still not yet?" the Gora Envoy suddenly shouted.

"What?" Nanlin Zhenren was suddenly startled, and before he could react, he felt a sharp edge coming from behind him in an instant, slashing past his waist!

It is a real person from Donghu, his streamer dagger magic power has always been contained but not released, and at this moment, he directly cut the unguarded Nanlin in half.

The Guluo Demon Envoy had just shown a hint of a smile, but suddenly found that the white light had not stopped for a moment, and it had slashed past his waist in an instant.

Brush Brush Brush!

The speed of the white light was too fast, and it shuttled back and forth around the two of them many times, and then the brilliance flew back to the hands of Donghu Zhenren dimly.

"You, dare to betray," Nanlin Zhenren stood in place and struggled to squeeze out a few words.

"Hahaha! Do you remember Nangong Xin? That's my son, you sent him out to kill him at the beginning, do you think I don't know? I don't plan to fight for the position of head of the family, but you actually killed my son. ”

Donghu Zhenren said resentfully. He coughed with his hands on his chest, his face pale, and the light of the streamer dagger in his hand dimmed.

The control of the streamer dagger consumed a lot, and he flew all the way to the imperial weapon, and urged the power to the maximum, successively slashing through the cold qi of the white frost knife and the extremely hard demon body of the Guluo, consuming most of his spiritual power, and he was almost exhausted.

"You,"

Nanlin Zhenren's eyes widened, and he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, paralyzed, your son's death has nothing to do with me!

Nangong Xin, the head of the original True Disciple of the Five Treasure Sect, was a monk in the middle of the spiritual realm and a genius disciple in the door. A few years ago, he was assigned a small task by himself, and he even handed over a high imitation of a streamer dagger to him for self-defense, but he disappeared.

Nanlin was really angry, and before he finished speaking, his body fell to the ground and shattered into a piece of flesh and blood, and it had been dismantled!

The White Frost Knife also fell to the ground dimly, and the white mist outside had dissipated, and it had recovered its body, and it wailed softly, as if it was crying over the death of its master.

"You're using me!"

Guru stood motionless and said resentfully. The clothes on his body turned into shards and fell, revealing a blood-red demon body that was crisscrossed by cracks, and the whole person looked like broken porcelain.

There was a bloody light at the wound that kept wriggling to close the wound, but a faint white light kept stopping it, making the wound unable to heal.

"Haha, you are a demon cultivator, how can I, as the Great Elder of the Five Treasure Sect, cooperate with you?"

Donghu waved his hand, and a blue and black fist shadow smashed, and with a bang, Guluo shattered to the ground like a collapsed house. The shattered flesh began to melt and collapse, and after a few moments, all the flesh was gone, leaving only a black arm on the ground.

From now on, I, Donghu, am the lord of this sea. ”

When the real people of East Lake saw the death of the strong enemy, they looked up to the sky and laughed.

Suddenly, in the mountains and forests next to it, a huge momentum rose. Donghu Zhenren looked up in shock, only to see a giant knife dozens of meters long slashing down.

"Carving insect skills!"

Donghu Zhenren smiled disdainfully, a white light lit up from the streamer dagger in his hand, and a sword shadow shot out and shattered the giant knife with a blow.

Then, the shadow of the sword swirled towards the enemy exposed in the mountain forest.

Whoosh! A very faint sound came from the side of my ear.

A black arrow pierced his skull.

Uh-uh! Donghu Zhenren's eyes widened angrily, his face was full of unwillingness, what kind of magic is this? There was no fluctuation coming.

The breeze blew, and the body fell to the ground with a bang.