Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 1512 Dwarf Demon King
"Haha, what is this? I also know that the owner of your previous Zixiao Sword was not a real genius, but because of this Zixiao Sword, he became a genius."

That voice was full of confidence, as if he knew Zixiaojian very well.

Feng Buyang moved his face: "What do you mean? Senior Duan is a genius, what does it have to do with this Zixiao sword?"

"Haha, senior Duan? Duan Fengyue is just a child, and he deserves to be called senior?" The voice laughed dumbly: "I think back then, if I hadn't taught him how to fuse with that Zixiao sword, he would have become a genius ? Can he control the Zixiao Sword and slaughter thousands of armies by himself?"

"You..." Feng Buyang couldn't calm down anymore: "Can you really let me completely merge with Zixiao Sword?"

"of course."

"Okay, how can I help you." The desire in his heart can no longer be concealed, Feng Buyang doesn't care so much, as long as he can become stronger, as long as he can really control the Zixiao Sword, what's the big deal about saving someone?
"Use your Zixiao Sword to cut off the formation and cut through the root of the Panlong." The voice said quietly.

It's just that Feng Buyang didn't hear the slightest tremor in his voice, and he was obviously very excited.

"No problem." Feng Buyang no longer hesitated, swung the Zixiao sword, and slashed straight down with a monstrous force.

The thunderous power of the Zixiao Sword bombarded the formation, like a divine punishment from heaven, and the formation was crumbling.

The complexion of Ye Laixiang who was hiding in the dark changed slightly: "That Fengbuyang seems to want to release the Great Demon King, what should I do?"

There is no way.

Going out now is sending you to death, you can only wait.

Zixiao sword swung down again.

After three sword strikes, the formation could no longer hold back and collapsed with a bang.

Make up another sword and cut off the Panlong root.

A soaring roar sounded: "Haha, haha, it's out! It's finally out!"

The magma was tumbling, and after a while, it was like flowing backwards, surging crazily, and soon the hot magma submerged the entire Phantom City.

Feng Buyang was horrified, and immediately stood up from the ground, staring at the figure.

The figure is extremely petite, its body is only about one meter, and it looks like a dwarf, but the powerful force is so overwhelming that it is hard to breathe.

"Senior, you...you are..."

"Haha, you're fine. Let me out today, and I won't forget you." The dwarf chuckled, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand fiercely.

The distance of more than [-] meters came close in the blink of an eye.

Almost as soon as the dwarf stretched out his hand, Feng Buyang felt a strong suffocation from his neck. Not only could he not breathe, he couldn't even move his body. But out can not.

"Senior, you... what are you doing?"

Feng Buyang felt the envelope of death, and asked intermittently while frightened.

But what answered him was the dwarf's ferocious laughter: "Haha, I said that I will remember you, and I will never forget you. I have been trapped in that magma for so many years, and I haven't had your level of cultivation for a long time I am now a monk, plus the Purple Gold Thunder Beast Sword Spirit in my body, haha, it can restore [-]% of my magic power."

He opened his mouth suddenly, and the originally small mouth suddenly seemed terrifying like the mouth of an animal.

Feng Buyang's pupils contracted, but before he could cry out, he was swallowed by the dwarf.

After eating, the dwarf licked his lips, as if he couldn't get enough of it: "Tsk tsk, the taste is a bit sour."

Ye Lixiang, who was hiding in the dark, only felt a chill down her back.

so horrible.

As expected of a generation of demon kings, with this kind of ability, I am afraid that only people of the level of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor can compete with him, right?
Evening Laixiang dared not take a breath.

The dwarf frowned, "Hmph, I don't want to be locked up again until I recover."

As soon as the figure moved, it disappeared.

At that speed, even Ye Laixiang didn't see the slightest trace.

The rest of the monsters were all frightened and fell to the ground, trembling.

After a long time, there was no more sound from the dwarf, as if he had really left, Ye Laixiang and all the monsters let out a sigh of relief.

But, soon, Ye Laixiang felt a huge aura flying towards Phantom City.

"Could it be back again?" Ye Laixiang raised her heart that had just let go.

Not long after, a wild laughter sounded: "Ye Laixiang, hurry up and meet me."

After the voice fell, a figure appeared in the sky above Phantom City.

Seeing the appearance of Phantom Shadow City, the figure didn't seem to expect it, and suddenly froze.

After a while, he roared: "What's going on?"

That voice, roaring like a wild beast, resounded throughout the underground world, and the monster that had just got up bent down again, curled up and dared not move.

Ye Laixiang recognized who that figure was at a glance, and frowned, wondering: "Why is he here?"

The Ye Laixiang who came was no stranger, and her identity was extremely prominent among the monsters. She was none other than the son of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor, Jinwu.

It is said that this Golden Crow not only has the blood of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor, but also the blood of the Red Flame Bird, and its cultivation talent is among the best among demons.

It's just that Ye Laixiang doesn't understand why the son of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor came here?

Speaking of which, Ye Laixiang is also under the rule of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor, and her mistress is also canonized by the Black Mountain Demon Emperor.

If you count it, you belong to the subordinate of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor.

Therefore, Ye Laixiang can only show respect to a prince-level existence like the Golden Crow.

"Prince Jinwu, why are you here?" Ye Laixiang hesitated for a moment, and immediately walked out from the darkness.

Seeing Ye Laixiang's distressed appearance, Jin Wu frowned: "Mother Ye, what is the meaning of this?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the ruined Phantom City.

Ye Laixiang smiled bitterly, so she had to tell about Feng Buyang's attack, but she didn't dare to reveal the identities of Yuansheng and Ye Tian, ​​so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

However, after Jinwu heard it, he was shocked: "What? You said that dwarf ran away?"

"Prince Jinwu, I...I can't help it!" Ye Laixiang lowered her head, not daring to answer.

Jin Wu said angrily: "Hmph, that dwarf always thought he was at odds with his father and was imprisoned here by human monks, and let you Ye Laixiang guard him, but now he let him run away, what should you do?"

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Ye Laixiang was so frightened that she fell to her knees directly: "Prince Jinwu, I really have no choice? That Feng Buyang holds the Zixiao sword in his hand. After the human sword is united, we are no match at all. Look, the Zixiao sword It's still there."

Ye Lixiang raised her slender fingers and pointed to a stone next to the magma.

The Zixiao sword was still trembling slightly there, as if he was at a loss after losing the sword spirit.

The dwarf demon king didn't seem to like the Zixiao sword at all, but he didn't take it away before leaving.

(End of this chapter)