Great Demon

Chapter 1257 Hostage
The incomparably chilling violent aura sealed off the world and put enormous pressure on everyone present.

However, the demon lord who held Xia Dang hostage, seeing his threat worked, was overjoyed and said with a sneer, "If you're not afraid that he's going to lose his soul, you can try it yourself!"

Immediately, Jiang Shang's expression changed slightly, and the raised palm was slowly lowered.

Xia Tian swings in the other party's hands, there is danger of death at any time, he really dare not act rashly.He waved his hand and shot a divine light downward, the white light shone and turned into a huge palm, holding the Moyin Shenzi, who was limp and vomiting blood, in his hand.

Jiang Shangsen said coldly: "Of course I don't dare to do it, but... I also have a hostage!"

The complexions of the powerful masters on the opposite side suddenly changed, and they exclaimed, "Let go, Your Highness, Son of God!"

"If you dare to hurt His Highness the Son of God, I will die with you..."

"Ah—damn it! I'm only a moment away from saving His Royal Highness the Son of God!"

Jiang Shang narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer, "Take a hostage to attract my attention, and secretly want to rescue this trash? Hmph, ridiculous."

With Jiang Shang's incomparably keen spiritual sense, under the shroud of the world of bones, no movement can escape the detection of his divine sense.

These demon lords wanted to attack secretly, but there was no hope of success at all.

"Who are you? What exactly do you want!" The lord who held Xia Dang hostage was a little out of breath at the moment.

The majestic Demon Palace below was originally an ancient treasure of the Demon Sect sacrificed by the Son of Demon Yin. Rushing in and forcibly breaking the seal left by the Son of Demon Yin had exhausted them so much that they were unable to fight with all their strength.

Even though they may not be Jiang Shang's opponent even if they try their best, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Holding Xia Tiandang hostage, he wanted to take advantage of Jiang Shang's unpreparedness and secretly rescue Moyin Shenzi, but he didn't expect to be seen by Jiang Shang before he started, completely cutting off their hope of rescue.

Standing high in the sky with his hands behind his back, Jiang Shang said slowly, "It doesn't matter who I am. Now you and I have hostages in our hands, how about an exchange?"

After hearing these words, several demon lords were moved, and there was a little more hesitation in their expressions.

Only the demon lord who held Xia Dang hostage, laughed out loud when he heard this, and roared: "You think we are fools? If the hostage in my hand is replaced, it will undoubtedly be a dead end!"

The expressions of the others changed immediately, and they cast grateful glances at the man with lingering fear.

If the two sides really exchange hostages, once Xia Dang is out of danger, Jiang Shang will not have any scruples in his actions, and none of them can leave alive!

Jiang Shang frowned, and then sneered: "No exchange? Very good. I will die for your Highness the Son of God!"

While speaking, the giant palm transformed by divine light began to slowly retract.

……

The towering peaks, like pillars of the sky, stand majestically between the sky and the earth.

The thick fog on the mountainside makes the mountain peaks looming, shrouded in a layer of mystery, and the weather is detached.

Suddenly, a black magic light broke through the thick fog, galloped through the sky, and disappeared in the distance in an instant, covered by the thick fog.

Not long after, a ray of dim yellow light swept over the sky and covered the earth, and dispersed the dense fog hundreds of miles around.

Above the rays of the sun, there is a slender figure approaching slowly through the air, it is the Holy Son of Huang Tian——Xia Wushang!

"All the way to this point, Polo has never fought back. It seems that he still has some sense..."

Xia Wushang's eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered to himself.

In fact, Xia Wushang had locked on Poluo Shaojun's whereabouts on the third day of his pursuit.

But Poluo Shaojun seemed unwilling to confront him head-on, and fled wildly all the way.Since Xia Wushang found him, he naturally wouldn't give up, so he followed behind him, looking for an opportunity to capture him alive.

What shocked him was that the cultivation level of Poluo Shaojun is not weaker than him, and even slightly better.

At the very beginning, Xia Wushang was still worried, if Poluo Shaojun desperately resisted after being possessed, how should he respond?

It is obviously impossible to capture alive.

Do you really want to kill it?

This idea has been circling in Xia Wushang's mind, making him a bit in a dilemma, hesitating.

The cultivation bases of the two are almost the same, but when it comes to combat effectiveness, Poluo Shaojun may not be able to defeat Xia Wushang even if he is the peak of the Great Sage in the early stage.

Xia Wushang, who was hesitant in his heart, chased after him all the way and tracked here.

As one of the four holy sons of the human race, and the No. 1 young generation in Qingtianyu, Xia Wushang is by no means an indecisive generation.

But behind Poluo Shaojun, there is the Four Seas Academy, one of the five great powers of the human race!
Therefore, starting from the overall situation, Xia Wushang did not dare to act recklessly.If Shaojun Poluo is really killed, no matter what the reason is, the human race will fall into civil strife, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Xia Wushang frowned, his spiritual thoughts swept thousands of miles of mountains and rivers ahead, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and said in surprise: "Stop? Could it be that he deliberately lured me into a trap?"

While secretly vigilant in his heart, Xia Wushang flew forward.

No matter what Poluo Shaojun's plan is, whether he still has spiritual wisdom or is completely enchanted, he must make a decision today.

Up to now, Xia Wushang has absolutely no way out.

call out--

The rays of the sun lay down, reflecting the heaven and the earth, Xia Wushang stepped on the divine light and walked straight to the place where Poluo Shaojun stopped.

Xia Wushang's figure seemed to be moving slowly, but every step he took, he crossed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, with unparalleled speed.

Suddenly, a mountain in front of him collapsed.

Between rumbling and roaring, gravel shot out, smoke and dust swept across, and circles of black air waves swept over.

Xia Wushang's expression changed, and the seal in his hand was condensed, a yellow sky pure land appeared under his feet, bursting into the sky, blocking all the black air waves.

But at this moment, Poluo Shaojun's rather bitter voice came from ahead, saying: "Brother Xia, please come closer and tell me."

Xia Wushang didn't respond right away, but enveloped his spiritual thoughts in all directions to probe Poluo Shaojun's aura.

"Baro, is it really you?"

Xia Wushang frowned, let go of his vigilance, dissipated the divine light, and flew forward.

Spiritual thoughts enveloped the world, and he judged in an instant that Poluo Shaojun seemed to have experienced some kind of detachment, and Poluo Shaojun before he became a demon has returned!

However, at this moment, there was an extremely chaotic fluctuation in Poluo Shaojun's aura, which made Xia Wushang have a bad premonition.

Before a jungle, hundreds of miles around it had already been reduced to ruins.

In the middle of the ruins, Poluo Shaojun was pale, sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly watching Xia Wushang fall from the sky, with a gentle smile on his face.

Xia Wushang is the God King of the Lower Realm for thousands of years, he has seen a lot, and he can see at a glance that Poluo Shaojun's state is unusual, and his face darkened.

(End of this chapter)