Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 6
Seeing that the cracks were gradually repairing, the prodigal son slowly recovered his power, looked at the man and woman outside Qishan, and then lowered his body and walked.

"Thank you both for your help!"

I saw the mighty and domineering man, wearing a mask, with a murderous look on his body, looking at the huge stone lotus in Qishan, and said lightly: "Even if we don't take action, you can repair the crack."

Looking at this outfit, and the familiar spirit of the two people in front of him, the prodigal son's thoughts moved.

"You two are here, why don't you know?"

Bi Xueyan saw that Bu Junshang did not speak, and then said, "The two of us came here to find a page of the book. From your actions just now, how can we know the condition of the page?"

"The two of you seem to be of the elf family? One page of the book is safe for the time being. I just wanted to try to see if I can weaken the power of blood darkness, but you have also seen that I failed!"

At this time, Bu Junshang looked back at the prodigal son and asked, "Is there a way to save a page of the book?"

The prodigal son shook his head, and said, "There is nothing wrong with the one-page book for the time being, and the heroes of the righteous way are actively looking for a way to save the one-page book. You two don't have to worry!"

Bu Junshang thought for a while, knowing that there was nothing he could do about the current situation of the book.

"Do you know the whereabouts of an evil man with a silver mask?"

The prodigal son thought for a while, and replied: "Nowadays, the eight tribes of evil have appeared in the world, and they are constantly planning to unseal the dragon head of the evil god! If you say that this evil person in clothes looks like one of the eight tribes of heaven and evil Chi Luo, the king of Yasha owls!"

"Chi Luo?" Bu Junshang thought for a while, then asked, "Where is he?"

"Corpse Mountain! You need to find out the exact location by yourself.

However, there is a dragon head of the evil god in my hand, and I have already released the news that the dragon head is in the Netherworld.

If the two of you can't find your target, you can pay attention to the news of Youjie, I believe there will be gains! "

After examining the prodigal son for a long time, Bu Junshang said lightly: "Thank you!"

Immediately, he strode directly to prepare to leave.

"Wait for me! You!"

On the side, Bi Xueyan saw that Bu Junshang was so rude and didn't even greet her when she left, so she smiled at the prodigal son, and then followed quickly.

Watching the two go away, the plagiarized prodigal son also took the little black ball and smoker, turned and left.

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Within the Ancient Virtuous Path, the Confucian sect's current principal, Yu Li Jing, looked at the secret letter in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The Confucian priest at the side looked at the silent Yuli Jing and asked, "Li Jing, what's the matter? Whose letter is this?"

Yu Lijing handed the secret letter in his hand to Yun Wanggui, and said: "It's not clear who sent the letter. But he said clearly that he wants us to go to Youjie. Presumably it should be the rumored person who took the dragon head in Qushan Blind Sword Forest. "

After reading the letter, Yun Wanggui put it down, and asked puzzledly: "This is a good thing. Since the other party can absorb and suppress the dragon's head, it shows that his ability is extraordinary. Now that he has released such news, I think it is to invite you into the urn." , to deal with the eight tribes."

"You and I have the same opinion, but why did the other party put the place in Youjie?"

"This……!"

The same problem also plagued Yun Huizi in Yunhai Xianmen.

But although the heroes of the Righteous Path had doubts in their hearts, they also turned their attention to Youjie, ready to strike at any time.

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The prodigal son, who had obtained the power of blood darkness, wandered around and unknowingly came to Yungui Mountain.

According to the method of the original demon monarch in memory, after searching for several hours, in a hidden cave, the unconscious front demon sword was missing.

Youjie is a force under the command of the Demon King, but after experiencing the two leaderships of Wanmo Jingzuo and Kui Yujiang.

By the time the original demon lord was resurrected, his talent would have withered, if it wasn't for the high-end combat power of the original Youjie sealed in Shimolu.

I am afraid that at this time in Youjie, except for the infinite cocoon that was sentenced, there are only the Holy Mother and the Nine Infants and the original Demon Lord himself.

A long time ago, Feng Mo, together with Jiutian Xuanzun, slayed the evil god Baqi on the passing island.

After the war, evil spirits entered the body, and as a last resort, he chose to commit suicide to prevent being controlled by others.

The demon soul was sealed in Shimolu by the original demon king, after the original demon king was resurrected.

Be aware of the backhand left by Tianji, just in case the soul of Fengmo is released, as a backhand.

But the original demon king never imagined that Tianji's backhand finally created the current prodigal son.

It is doomed that his generation of demon kings will perish.

And Fengmo, as the only remaining high-end combat power in Youjie, how could the prodigal son be let go.

After checking the situation of Fengmo, it was found that the demon soul was consumed too much, because the body provided by the demon lord was too weak.

It was difficult to take over Feng Mo's soul element, and then fought with the Eight Tribes, so Feng Mo fell into a deep sleep.

Stimulating the anode source of life in the body that belongs exclusively to the Demon Lord of the Nether Realm, the power of vast life is poured into Fengmo's body.

Finally, three quarters later, the unconscious Feng Mo woke up slowly.

Looking at the unfamiliar face in front of him, but the aura emanating from his body made Feng Mo immediately understand who it was in front of him.

"You recovered?"

Feng Mo looked at a face that was far from that of the Demon Lord, and he had a murderous and domineering demeanor.

Now, there is an extra dash of chivalry, and he asked uncertainly.

"Recover what? Are you in good health? You are the friend of the patient!"

After examining the prodigal son for a long time, he was sure that he was indeed far from the Demon Lord.

Feng Mo said immediately: "Thank you for your help!"

The person in front of him, Feng Mo can be sure that it is the Demon Lord, although he doesn't know why the prodigal son came to him without recovering.

Feng Mo can only befriend the prodigal son temporarily, in case there are any more uncertain variables.

"I never save people for nothing. I saved your life, so I need you to do something for me."

Feng Mo asked without hesitation: "What's the matter?"

If it weren't for the prodigal son having the memory of the original demon lord, it would be hard to believe how the demon lord could make a proud swordsman like Feng Mo wholeheartedly serve him.

"I hope, you help me walk through the Valley of the Wind, time...!"

After a long time, the prodigal son left Yunguishan.

After confirming that no one was following him, the prodigal son led the little black smoker into the flagon space in a corner where no one was paying attention.

As a time traveler, the prodigal son also has his own cards.

There are four floors in the jug space, except for the uppermost space that was used to imprison Bai Chuan Linghua not long ago.

At this time, in the jug space, except for the yin-yang and five-element qi at the bottom layer, which are constantly circling and turning into a huge Tai Chi Eight Diagrams millstone, which has the spatial effect of refining all things and returning to the original energy.

In the two spaces in the middle, a treacherous dragon head of the evil god and the blood dark power collected not long ago occupy a space respectively.

After the prodigal son entered the jug, he each extracted a trace of the blood-dark power and the evil spirit of the dragon head of the evil spirit of Baqi, and threw them into the lowest space.

Immediately, the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams millstone rotated on its own, crushing and recombining the two energies, continuously weakening and refining them.

After a long time, a chaotic energy at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty appeared in the lowest space.

The prodigal son smiled, took out the chaotic energy, and after probing for a while, his eyes fell on the little black ball smoker beside him.

"Master, don't look at me like that, I'm afraid!"

"Since I believe in the judgment of the master, then I will wrong you first!"

As soon as the words fell, he grabbed the black ball smoker and threw him into the space occupied by the dragon head of the evil god of Baqi.

"Master! I hate you!"

(End of this chapter)