The nearly two-meter-high coffin was carried on his shoulder, the corner of the man's mouth had a hint of a smile, and between his lips opened and closed, a small song came out leisurely. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The blood cloud rises like a wave by the wind, the heavens are numerous, and the heavens are reversed. Millions of ghouls, a strange army. In order to save the beauty, I broke through a thousand worlds, although I died, I was not separated from ......"

"Hehe......"

After curvading, the corners of the man's mouth suddenly tugged, and his leisurely steps stopped. He raised his head and looked at the towering giant trees around him that began to wither and decay rapidly, and when his eyes flickered, a clear male voice sounded: "Little guy, you have been following you for two days since you entered the Yuan Demon Realm below, but you have something to discuss with you?"

“......”

There was a deathly silence around him, no one answered him, or rather, there was nothing here that could answer him. With men as the center, it is a completely barren land within a radius of fifty meters. The trees decayed and collapsed, the flowers withered and withered, and not a single living creature could be seen.

"Huh. ”

The man's mood did not change in the slightest, and after chuckling, he slowly raised his free left hand. Between the five fingers, the blood flashed slightly......

"Chirp~~~"

A painful eagle roar suddenly sounded, and immediately, a large golden-red bird was seen falling rapidly from the sky. On closer inspection, it was the Red Flame Flame Sculpture, one of the five great leaders of the Yuan Demon Realm.

"Tut-tut, poor little fellow, if you peep at others at will, you will pay with your life. The man was still smiling, but the undisguised bloodlust in his smile made the red flame sculpture fall into extreme despair for a moment.

Although he has a strong strength as a distraction period, he still can't even raise the heart of resistance?

"Hehe, if you're so afraid, then I'll give you a good time. "The man doesn't understand the language of beasts, but he seems to be able to see through the heart of the red flame carving.

The index finger stretched out, the blood-colored flames jumped up, and the man kept smiling, and slowly pressed towards the head of the red flame sculpture.

The Red Flame Eagle closed its eyes, and instead of resisting in vain in despair, it was better to look away and let yourself die more comfortably......

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost! There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

“......”

"Tick ......"

At the moment when the blood-colored flame was about to touch the forehead of the red flame flame eagle, a sudden song of song made the man cry. The drops slid down and extinguished the flames on the spot in an instant.

The man turned around and saw the young man walking slowly towards him. He opened his mouth, and his voice trembled a little: "This one...... This lyrics and songs...... You wrote it?"

Fang Ping walked to a stop five meters in front of the man, flicked his sleeves casually, and chuckled: "Hehe, Fang was fortunate to hear that a song by my brother is very heroic and poetic, and when he went down, he was very poetic, so he dared to make this clumsy work, and I hope that my brother will not blame." ”

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry, Old Man Su, the kid is only a shallow learner and has no culture, you have a lot of adults, just let me pretend to be a force!" In fact, this is what Fang Ping really wants to say in his heart.

"Hahahaha! Thousands of miles of lonely grave, what a thousand miles of lonely grave! Senior sister, junior sister, did you hear it? I didn't expect that there are people in this world besides you who understand me, hahaha, did you ......hear it?

The man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, in such an exaggerated state, it was almost crazy. However, smiling and laughing, tears also poured out more frantically, and soon wet the placket of his chest.

"I'll go, this man...... It can't be a psychopath, right?" Seeing the man's overreaction, Fang Ping suddenly sweated profusely, and couldn't help but secretly slander himself.

"Little brother!"

"Huh, brother!"

Fang Ping was thinking about whether the mission target was chosen wrong, when the man suddenly turned around from his crazy state, staring at this side with burning eyes, and he was frightened at the moment.

"Hahahaha, little brother, don't blame, I haven't asked for my name yet!" The man obviously also noticed his gaffe, and hurriedly bowed slightly to Fang Ping. It's just that the way he is carrying a big coffin is extremely weird no matter how you look at it.

"Fang Ping, hehe, brother, are you?" Fang Ping smiled, but he was thinking about it again in his heart. "Is there still such a good master? A song of Old Man Su's "Jiangchengzi" was dismissed? Nima is a little lucky. ”

"Hehe, the world calls me Blood Demon Tianzun, but the little brother can also call me ......"

"Blood Demon Heavenly Venerable?!I!I!You are the Blood Demon Heavenly Venerable?!The head of the Corpse Demon Sect?!!The number one demon in the world?!" Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Fang Ping shouted without any regard for his image. Blood Demon Tianzun, this domineering name already makes people's blood boil just by sounding it.

Worship the strong, this is unavoidable for every cultivator. And after Fang Ping came to the Savage Continent, the first and only one to worship was the Blood Demon Heavenly Venerable in front of him, who was called the number one demon in the world by the five realms of demons, demons, demons, immortals, and Buddhas. There is no special reason, it's just that the corpse control technique called "Corpse from Dafa" that he had spent all the sect contributions to exchange was from the hands of the Blood Demon Tianzun.

"Corpse Dafa", a magic power that claims to be able to control countless corpse puppets at the same time, no one knows his grade. If it is said that immortal art is a magic power that has the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, then the "Corpse from the Great Law" is the existence of the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao. Increasing the number of corpse golems that a monk can control from a maximum of three to unlimited is this considered a world-destroying supernatural power? But under the immortals, how can it be possible to create a world-destroying supernatural power that only immortals can wield?

Fang Ping couldn't figure it out, but usually what he couldn't figure out was usually very good.

"Hehe, little brother doesn't have to be like this, whether it's the Blood Demon Tianzun, or the number one demon in the world, these are just false names that the world shouts out indiscriminately, insignificant, hehe, insignificant. "Although he has the cultivation of Tongtian, but the man's every move reveals a bit of humility and elegance, and he does not have the appearance of the legendary big devil at all, let alone get angry because he is called the big devil.

"No! Idol, don't say that. In any case, you must sign me. Ignoring the coercion of the sky, Fang Ping took out the hand-copied version of "Corpse Cong Dafa" and walked in front of the man in three steps and two steps. When he was on Earth, he almost never chased stars, but now, Fang Ping has become a little fan who desperately wants an idol autograph.

"Aragami Formula...... Hehe, it turns out that the little brother is also a person who rebels against the sky. Anyway, since the little brother is so worthy of it, why not sign your name with you!"

Seeing Fang Ping coming from Wu Zi, the man first stared at him, then smiled, and raised his left hand. The index finger was on the cover of the corpse from Dafa, and I didn't see any movement from it, and two square red characters jumped on the paper......

Lonely ......

"Little brother, since the two of us are so fateful, why don't we drink together and sing about wine?"

"Hahaha! The old brother really understands me, and the little brother has this intention. ”

"Brother, do you have good wine?"

"Of course! The best pure brewed rice wine! hahaha......"

"Hahahaha......"

......

Looking at the figures of the two neuropaths walking away side by side, the Red Flame Eagle, who had been lying on the ground from beginning to end, blinked, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Could it be that I have been ...... for the past two days?" Is it with a fake Blood Demon Heavenly Venerable?"