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Chapter 153 Old Resentment

Recently, the Eastern Demon Realm has been very "peaceful".

The manifestation of "Peace" is that the Golden-winged Roc Bird tribe has remained silent in various meetings in Fengming Mountain, and there have been many contradictions and controversies in the Western Demon Realm chessboard recently.

Several demon saints have their own opinions in the exchange of will.

Only the Eastern Demon Realm, which has always been extremely tough, no longer cares about it and chooses to remain silent... In the eyes of those powerful people who are capable of fighting in the demon realm, this is already a clear signal.

Then a secret story flowed out quietly.

A boy named "Ning Yi" stole the fortune of the Eastern Demon Realm from the chessboard of the Western Demon Realm.

There is no way to know what fate is.

But until now, the human named "Ning Yi" is still alive.

The golden-winged Roc used the "swallow nest" to hide the secrets of heaven, which caused the scandal not to spread to the world of the demon clan, but for those demon saints who always stared at the chessboard.

This was Ning Yi slapped the East Demon Domain hard in the face.

It is like a violent rainstorm. Before it falls to heaven and earth, there must be the first drop of water that falls to heaven's heart.

When these demon saints felt doubt in their hearts, the prelude to the heavy rain had already sounded... Then the silent suspicion spread, and all the spearheads and the reasons for the low-key East Demon Realm pointed to the supreme existence.

Baidi.

If Baidi could say a word.

Or reveal a ray of will.

Then the rumors about the Eastern Demon Realm and even those subtle temptations will all collapse in an instant.

Even if the golden-winged Roc is traumatized, as long as the White Emperor is still there, everyone will have supreme respect and step into the land of the Eastern Demon Realm.

But...no.

No word.

There is no power at all.

There is nothing.

There were more and more speculations about Baidi until the boldest suspicion was born.

"Is Baidi dead?"

The Futu Demon Saint narrowed his eyes.

This idea is a bit outrageous.

Over the years, these demon saints of the demon clan have never thought that the two people above their heads would have one day.

Dead.

He pressed his voice and spoke very lightly. Thinking of the white figure symbolizing the ultimate "killing", he quickly shook his head.

The Demon Saint Futu directly rejected: "Because of the 'expressing weakness' in the Eastern Demon Realm, did you have this idea? It's too natural to take it for granted, I can't agree."

In fact, he is an extremely cautious person and never fears showing weakness in his work. In his opinion, a series of reactions from the Eastern Demon Realm are more like a deliberate "showing the enemy to be weak", and see the true faces of allies and enemies clearly. What if Baidi really comes out of seclusion?

The Futu Demon Saint gently tapped the base of the pagoda with his fingers and looked at Zihuang. In the Northern Demon Realm, he rarely came out of seclusion. He looked "young" in his face, but in fact he was equivalent to an old monster that had lived for hundreds of years in the human race.

This Purple Phoenix Demon Saint is different.

The woman achieved Nirvana. Logically speaking, she was also an absolute old monster. The young demons in the Dragon Emperor Hall of the Northern Demon Realm should respectfully call her "Zihuang Ancestor" when they met.

But in fact, her situation is a bit special.

Those who can achieve Nirvana Demon Saint are all amazing people.

But she is not a traditional "genius".

Zihuang, who had always been stuck at the threshold of the Demon King, became the Demon Saint because she was "stimulated by a certain way" and was blocked from death. When she appeared again, she became the Demon Saint.

...

...

After conquering the "Old Dragon Bell", Zihuang was not in a hurry to go. She stood on the top of Fengming Mountain with her hands on her back, overlooking the scenery of this gray land. The dust was flying, and she did not use her demonic power. With her naked eyes alone, even if the bloodline of the Purple Phoenix Demon Saint was extremely powerful, she could not break through the shadows that enveloped the earth and see every plant clearly.

Her pupils were a little unconscious and she was casually scanning the land.

"If he is alive, he can extinguish many thoughts in just one sentence." Zi Huang whispered: "If these thoughts continue to arise, they will not benefit him from the Eastern Demon Realm."

Futu frowned.

"According to the original plan, we should now take off the head of the 'Shen Yuanjun' and end the war." Zihuang laughed softly: "But I don't want to do this now... I don't like that phoenix, his talent is really jealous."

The man in white robe silently pinched the pagoda in his palm and did not speak.

Fire Phoenix is ​​the youngest demon saint known in the world of the demon clan.

And it is a pure-blooded Phoenix Bloodborne.

It is purer and more powerful than Zihuang's bloodline.

He was silent for a moment and said, "If you miss something, the Dragon Emperor will be unhappy."

Zihuang nodded softly, "He just said, let us end this war, and did not say... what method to end? As for Chen Yuanjun's head, it is no difference whether I will pick it, you will pick it, or others will pick it."

The Futu Demon Saint frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Not long ago, Bai Changdeng was beaten by Chen Yuanjun and was completely embarrassed. When I returned to the Eastern Demon Realm, I don't believe that he would not come out." Zihuang said calmly: "Soon, the demon saints who are not in seclusion will arrive in the gray land. If he does not come, his face will be ruined from then on, and the reputation of the Eastern Demon Realm avoiding war will inevitably be inevitable. If he comes, then he will just let him pick Chen Yuanjun's head."

The man in white robe said in a deep voice: "He is no match for Chen Yuanjun."

"But somebody is."

Zihuang slowly looked at the Futu Demon Saint beside her and said without emotion: "For example, that White Emperor."

The pupils of the Futu Demon Saint contracted slightly.

"The news that the Lord Lao Longzhong died and the Demon Clan and Da Sui didn't seem to know, right?" Zi Huang chuckled softly, "At this time, we can do something interesting."

"I prefer this boy named 'Ning Yi' than Mr. Chen Yuan." When Zi Huang read the word "Ning Yi", she licked her lips gently. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said, "He killed Donghuang with his own hands. How could anyone not know about such a big news?"

Zihuang gently raised her hand, and the mountains and rivers in the distance were whistling. A huge ancient tree broke through and the strong wind hit. The roots of this giant tree hit the center of its bright palm, instantly slashed and collapsed, turning into dozens of pieces of debris, suspended in front of the female demon saint.

"I want this news to spread throughout the gray world, throughout the demon clan, and throughout the Great Sui Dynasty."

The majestic soul thoughts are conveyed in the void.

The purple phoenix demon saint was flying in her sleeves, her eyes were cold, and a picture was outlined in the air, frost and grass were flying in the sky, snow tornado waterfalls dispersed, and in the process of Yin and Yang, "Ning Yi" cut off the head of "Donghuang" with one sword.

The Url Plateau has a very strict formation.

However... this formation had cracks not long ago. The golden-winged roc from the Eastern Demon Realm launched an attack on the grassland, causing the originally seamless formation to no longer be perfect.

Moreover, "Yuan" did not repair the formation before he fell asleep.

So some hidden eyes penetrated in.

Those bystanders could not see everything that happened on the grassland, but the snow tornado and the violent craze of the Source Evil were too eye-catching.

So there was the scene in Zihuang's hand now.

The Dragon Emperor Palace in the Northern Demon Realm received the news that the "East Emperor" was dead, and came to Fengming Mountain to resolve the cause and effect of Lao Longzhong and took him away.

Void trembles.

Zihuang's face was calm and passed this scene into these wood chips through the magic of soul.

The originally brilliant wood chips first showed signs of withering and decay, and then they became red and purple all over.

Zihuang gently brushed her sleeves, and in front of her, the void burned, and a purple-red phoenix fire portal appeared, square. The moment this portal appeared, a huge suction force was generated at that end of the door in an instant, and countless wood chips flew into it.

When she did these, the white robe Futu just looked at it calmly.

"I heard that in the Absurd Tower, you can see the appearances of the world." Zihuang smiled and turned to the man in the white robe, saying, "I guess it's not difficult to restrain a soul in the gray world... Can I open my eyes today?"

Futu Demon Saint held the tower in his palm and said helplessly: "You and I are the body of the Demon Saint. It's too much to lose value to just one life star."

Although this pagoda is not an innate spiritual treasure, it is also extremely precious and is a rare soul treasure.

The Futu Demon Saint specializes in cultivating the Great Way of Soul.

Few people walked on this side path, which was extremely mysterious and elusive, and not many people knew their true killing methods, and only knew that if this pagoda was able to lock people's souls and capture their aura.

The Futu Demon Saint has a very strong sense.

Find Ning Yi and lock Ning Yi... This is what Zihuang means to speak.

But Futu politely refused.

indeed.

Their first task is to cooperate and kill Chen Yuanjun. Now Zihuang’s twitter is not allowed to be careless.

"There will be someone else intercepting Ning Yi." Fu Tu tried to persuade Zi Huang and said, "You and I should first..."

Not waiting for him to finish speaking.

The gloomy sound slowly sounded.

"Are you worried that I will let you run away from the abyss?" The female demon saint moved her eyes and looked at Futu, "Don't forget... my close relative died at the hands of Pei Min, the general's mansion."

"No one hates Pei Min more than me. Although he is dead, his disciples and his relatives are still alive." Zi Huang said word by word, slowly squeezed out a voice from his throat. The woman's fingertips were embedded in her palm and laughed coldly: "There is a woman next to the human sword cultivator named 'Ning Yi', who is Pei Min's daughter."

"I want everyone in the demon clan to know that Ning Yi killed Donghuang. This news spread, and all the demon cultivators were crazy about it. Everyone wanted to take off Ning Yi's head to prove themselves."

"I want the people of the Sui Dynasty to know..." Zihuang smiled, "Pei Min will die, and Pei Min's daughter will die. His relatives, friends, and people he values ​​will not end well if he has anything to do with the general's mansion."
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