Leaving Deputy Marshal Xuan's Mansion, Mo Lihai's eyes were happy, and he wanted to speak many times, but in the end he didn't speak. After returning to the Mo Mansion, Mo Lihai took a deep breath, hugged his fist at Wang Lin, his eyes showed sincerity, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Wang, the demon will be compared, and I hope to help Mo, this kindness, Mo remember!"

This is the first time that Mo Lihai has spoken to Wang Lin in this tone, in his heart, at this moment, Wang Lin is no longer an equal to him, but a person who can force the deputy marshal to retreat again and again!

With the help of this person, Mo Lihai was confident that among the demon generals, he almost swept away!

He knew the most about Wang Lin's supernatural powers, and his heart was extremely shocked, his mind was often echoing with the power of that supernatural power, and he led himself into the illusion to meet the enemy, but in the end, he was bound to lose!

Wang Lin's demeanor was not arrogant or arrogant, but plain as usual, and said with a smile at the moment, "Brother Mo, since I promised to do the demon general, I will definitely help you!"

Mo Lihai laughed, obviously quite happy, he smiled, "Brother Wang, I have old wine that has been buried for more than five hundred years, today you and me, drink it happily!"

Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he nodded with a smile.

At this moment, in the Imperial Capital Sword Pavilion in the very center of this Heavenly Demon City, a person in a yellow robe, only showing a back, looked at the imperial sword in the Sword Pavilion formation, and chuckled, "Have you had enough, that Hongjiao, don't go again, be quiet for a few days." ”

The silver sword in the formation immediately emitted bursts of sword sounds, as if it was extremely unwilling.

"If you are naughty, I will send you to Longtan. The man laughed.

The sound of the emperor's sword suddenly stopped, and then it seemed to have lost its arrogance, and let out a few weak sword sounds. That said, it was even more angry at the food that dared to provoke it.

In the Hong prison, after the emperor sword no longer came here to destroy, the blood-colored world at the bottom gradually recovered, and a large number of felons were thrown into it, and soon, the killing in the blood-colored world began a cycle again.

In those endless pools of blood, a black-haired man sat cross-legged in the pool of blood, a trace of killing thoughts continued to pour into his body from the pool of blood, and the breath of killing became stronger and stronger.

He raised his head from time to time, and there was a trace of clarity flashing in his blood-red eyes.

"I, I must be like him, get out of here!!"

The killing began, and everyone in the blood pool rose into the air one after another, starting a crazy fight, this black-haired man was in it, like a killing god, his eyes showed a thick killing intention, and the shot was vicious and spicy, like a blood dragon sweeping.

Endless killing, at the end of the day, in the sky of this blood-colored world, only this black-haired man exists, and in the pool of blood on the ground, those who have just been resurrected are expressionless and don't even look at the sky.

The blood mist outside the black-haired man's body was about hundreds of zhang thick, he took a deep breath at the moment, and the red light in his eyes burst into the air, revealing a rare trace of clarity.

It's just that just a few feet after his body rushed out, a silver light flashed in the sky, and the emperor sword and silver dragon appeared, and the huge claws instantly slapped towards him, and the black-haired man's face wrapped in blood mist showed a sloppy smile.

In a voice that he could only hear, he whispered, "Boom!"

As soon as he spoke, the person's entire body immediately exploded with a bang, and together with the blood mist outside his body, it suddenly rolled violently, facing the claws of the silver dragon.

The rumbling sound echoed throughout the blood-colored world, and the silver dragon roared angrily and withdrew its claws, on its claws, there were many damages, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire for it, and the hatred for Wang Lin before was immediately aroused again.

As for the black-haired man, who was resurrected in a pool of blood underground at this moment, he lowered his head and was silent.

The silver dragon roared and swept its fierce eyes, and immediately stared at the black-haired man, and in the roar, a sword flashed out of his mouth, heading straight for the underground blood pool.

The pool of blood shattered, and the black-haired man inside died.

And so on, every time the man came back to life, the silver dragon killed him, and after many times, the silver dragon shook himself triumphantly and disappeared into the sky.

It had already thought about it, since the Demon Emperor didn't let him destroy the Hong Prison, and he was restricted to be quiet for a few days, and couldn't go out to find that hateful food, so he vented here.

The matter of the flood prison will not be mentioned for the time being.

There is still half a month before the battle of the demon generals, and in this half month, the demon city is in a depressing atmosphere today, and the demon generals from various cities in the Heavenly Demon County are preparing intensively.

In addition to the positive preparations, there are many secret means, either to move around the door, or to make a secret move, for all this, the king of the Heavenly Demon City will not pay attention to it at all.

Although there is also order in the land of demons, but under this order, there is endless chaos, here, it is a chaotic world!

The battle of the demon generals is very important, for every demon general, it is an opportunity to ascend to the sky one step at a time, if you miss this opportunity, I am afraid that you will stop at the demon general for the rest of your life, and there will be no chance to get the handsome position!

In this way, the degree of care of these demon generals can be said to be unprecedented!

Becoming a deputy marshal is equivalent to having the qualification to become a marshal in the future, and for this qualification, all means can be used!

It's just that although it is said to be a troubled world, this chaos is also under the order, and there is only one order in this order, between demon generals, life and death battles are not allowed, otherwise, the war will be disqualified!

In this way, all the means are focused on the helpers of the various demon generals, killing the helpers is equivalent to cutting off the demon general's arm, and even more, killing the helper, then the demon general will lose the qualification to win!

The helper of the demon slayer, this is a head-on fight!

There is also a secret fight, that is, the assassination of demon generals, the demon generals cannot fight between life and death, but the helpers of those demon generals can kill people secretly, or even hire murderers to kill, so that they will not violate the order.

It's just that this kind of thing, although it doesn't violate the order, but it violates the bottom line of the demon emperor, so once this happens, then the demon general, unless he cultivates to the sky, will be difficult to fly in this heavenly demon city,... Surely death!

After all, the demon will die, and this is a major event in a county!

For this secret fight, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a reckless one!

The closer Zhan Lan got to the big battle, the more intense it became! Mo Lihai rarely went out, and he spent almost all day in retreat in the mansion, keeping himself at his peak while also having the heart to avoid assassination again and again.

At the same time, he even arranged the formation and dispatched many old subordinates with advanced cultivation to defend at all times.

At this time of undercurrent, only Wang Lin is calm, his life has not changed at all, he will always walk out every morning, sit by the river and listen to the piano and drink.

It was as if all the depression and the surging before the war had passed by for him, and only this sound could make him keep it in his heart.

Every time he heard the sound of the piano, Wang Lin's mind would be immersed in it, feeling a strange experience, and his mind was being baptized every day.

As for whether there will be assassination of Mo Lihai, Wang Lin doesn't care, Mo Lihai is by no means an ordinary person, this person is very scheming, and there are many means, it is definitely not just as powerless as he is showing at the moment.

This point, Wang Lin saw it very thoroughly with the contact, in his mind, this Mo Lihai can be the best among many demon generals, if there are no these means, I am afraid that he will not be able to live now.

Wang Lin sat by the river, closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound of the piano coming from the approaching painting boat, picked up the wine jug, and when he put it to his mouth, he found that the pot was empty.

He sighed softly, opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and was silent.

Every time he heard the sound of the piano, he had a feeling of trembling in his heart, and under this feeling, he vaguely had a sign that he was about to break through, but it was a pity that the perception of this heavenly way was too ethereal.

Feeling the sound of the piano in his ears, Wang Lin sank into it, silently realizing that the immortal power in his body had long been accustomed to being restrained, after all, in this Heavenly Demon City, there was also an emperor sword, looking for his traces at all times.

But at this moment, he frowned, interrupted in his realization, and disturbed in listening.

"You, are Mo Lihai's lieutenants?" A contemptuous voice squeezed into the sound of the piano, completely shattering the artistic conception of the sound.

Outside Wang Lin's hundred zhang, a man in black held his chest with his hands, and a thin sword hovered outside his body like a snake, and this person's face showed a trace of impatience.

"Let's make a move, killing you is equivalent to cutting off Mo Lihai's arm!"

Wang Lin put down the wine jug, didn't get up, didn't even look at this person, the thumb of his right hand pointed at a point at it, and the finger of silence was instantly condensed, turning into a black light, flashing out.

This black mang shot out, and a long black mark suddenly appeared on the ground, and the grass on both sides of the long mark suddenly withered, turning into a trace of grass and trees, and blending into the black mang.

Hei Mang Shun approached the man in black, this person's face changed, he quickly took a few steps back, and the flying sword beside him flickered, and stabbed straight at Hei Mang, but the moment he touched Hei Mang, the flying sword immediately began to collapse from the tip of the sword, and the blade was like a broken bamboo, and then, the hilt of the sword also collapsed, and the flying sword turned into countless small fragments almost instantly.

The man in black showed disbelief in his eyes, and his body retreated again, but unfortunately, the speed at which he retreated was too slow! The black mang flashed out in the flying sword, shattering, and was directly imprinted on the chest of the man in black.

This person's body suddenly turned into an arc-shaped long line, thrown out far away, and pieces of blood mist erupted from his body, until this person fell to the ground, and the blood mist remained in mid-air and did not dissipate.

The man in black fell to the ground, a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes, and soon it was completely dark. At the same time, a gray qi floated out from this person's seven orifices, quickly came to Wang Lin's side, and disappeared into his right hand.

This person is not an outsider, but a demon spirit, this point, Wang Lin knows very well, this person's cultivation is only equivalent to the late stage of the transformation of gods, coming here, I am afraid that some demon generals who do not understand themselves will be tempted slightly.

Wang Lin continued to listen to the sound of the harp,