The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 392
If there hadn't been that accident, Tan Su might never have shaken his belief in being loyal to the demon clan for Jun Yunsi.

But unfortunately, things backfired.

With a single thought, he stepped into the Floating Building that guards the souls of previous Demon Lords, and accidentally broke through the secret of the Demon God's power.

It was Dongfang Qiu who inadvertently exposed the existence of the soul lamp.

It turned out that Jun Yunsi was not as invincible as imagined.

He is the body of the only demon god in the world, and he has a fatal weakness.

The heart lamp goes out, and the soul disappears.

What shocked him even more was that Jun Yunsi's heart and soul had been extinguished, and so far, he has nowhere to go.

A Demon Lord with incomplete mind and soul will inevitably lose his strength.

By coincidence, an absurd and irresistible idea took root in my heart.

The lure of power is never-ending.

After all, Tan Su couldn't restrain the desire in his nature, and resolutely chose to stand on the opposite side of Jun Yunsi.

From the moment he seriously injured Dongfang Qiu and took control of the tens of thousands of demon soldiers stationed outside Liuguang, there was no room for turning back.

This unexpected bloodbath broke the hard-won peace and tranquility of the Lingqiong Cangyu.

With Jun Yunsi's cruelty and ruthlessness, he will never let him go.

It's just that his plan failed, he was really unwilling!
Tan Su's eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, staring at Jun Yunsi unwillingly, asking for an answer stubbornly.

"Fushenglou doesn't have your heart and soul breath at all, Jun Yunsi, why? Why can you suppress me without any effort?"

Jun Yunsi snorted, his eyes were indifferent, and he was sentenced to death cruelly.

"This deity has given you the strength to soar upwards, but you are willing to fold your wings and become an ant crawling in the deep abyss, Tan Su, you have already lost the qualification to argue with this deity."

As soon as the words fell, the Qianqiu pestle suddenly flew up in the air, like an unstoppable sharp sword, piercing through the clouds and piercing through the nine heavens, directly piercing Tan Su's heart.

"Jun Yunsi, you are so ruthless!"

"Kill me, and your tens of thousands of demon soldiers will have no chance to recover. If you can't kill them for a day, the demon world will never have peace."

"From now on, the thoughts of this seat will last forever in the world, and it is likely that this seat will wash the entire Flowing Light Realm with blood, and will never die. This seat, I have not lost..."

At this moment, shrill screams resounded through the dark sky.

I saw that Tan Su's pupils were congested and burst, and the blood and tears were as big as rolling balls, and he could not rest in peace!

In an instant, his fragmented body turned into strands of burning ashes and dissipated in the churning black mist.

For tens of thousands of years, the spirit bodies that died under the Qianqiu pestle had only the end of body and spirit being annihilated.

"Your honor!"

"My lord, it's dangerous!"

Yan Buwen rushed to his heart, charged up all of his strength to break through the confinement, and unexpectedly spurted out a big mouthful of blood.

"My lord, come back quickly!"

There was a lot of exclamation on the tower, all the demon generals turned pale and their minds went blank.

The sudden change was completely beyond their expectations.

"Everyone, guard Miyagi and don't come out!" Jun Yunsi ordered sharply without turning his head.

His eyes are cold, his right hand is holding the bone pestle tightly, his figure is as vigorous as a pine tree, and his back is lonely.

Jun Yunsi turned his back to the crowd, and no one noticed that his eyes were stained with a strange blood-red color, vaguely reflecting tens of thousands of approaching figures.

All of a sudden, there were strange noises, strong winds, and overwhelming resentment frantically gathered, instantly sweeping the puppet soldiers outside the thornbush.

The restlessness is rampant and out of control.

This barrier of thorns built with Jun Yunsi's spiritual power was suddenly broken by thousands of horses...

　ps: That... treasures, Xiao Xiao shamelessly begs for a five-star praise (kneeling begging), the score keeps dropping, and I can’t see bad reviews, I don’t know why, help, I feel really uncomfortable when I get the score

　　
　　
　
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