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Chapter 2555 Purple Sky Thunder and Shadow

Anyone with a normal mind will stay where they are, instead of crashing into it like a headless chicken.

Hearing the words of the Demon Lord at this time, anyone who is a little vigilant will find it strange.

It was already a coincidence to meet in the great illusion, but this guy who only met once knew everything without saying anything... If something goes wrong, he must be a demon, and Zhou You always feels that the devil in front of him has dug a lot... A big pit, just waiting to jump into it!
"Cough cough!"

Interrupted by Zhou You, the demon king who originally wanted to say something was clearly in the thick fog where he could not see his fingers, but now he met his pair of black eyes, and what he wanted to say became dry. Baba said: "In fact, I have something that can restore the suzerain's soul... Although it cannot be completely restored, at least there is no need to worry..."

At this moment, the suzerain, who was mentioned by the demon king, was being stabbed by a purple water splitting stab on his neck.

"If you want to come to Penglai, the suzerain should know that this ghost thorn is fused with the purple sky thunder."

The visitor, who was not shackled by the small courtyard at all, did not act immediately after detaining the suzerain, and he didn't even look at Wan Teng over there.

After hearing the words "Ziji Tianlei", Wan Teng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instinctively shouted angrily:
"you dare!"

The so-called Ziji Heavenly Thunder is at the same level as Primordial Qi, but when the latter appears when it is used in alchemy or weapon refining, it can increase the level, and it is a coveted existence.

But the former is completely the opposite, because Ziji Tianlei cannot be introduced, and the conditions for refining it are very harsh.

In addition to the natal magic weapon that is cultivated by hard work, it is more necessary to go to the end of the sky, go through the Mahayana calamity at the corner of the sea, ninety-nine and 81 thunders, and can fuse the purple sky thunder to refine the natal magic weapon. Not one.

You must know that the Mahayana Tribulation is just a step away from the day's ascension, but surviving this calamity itself is a narrow escape, not to mention capturing and sacrificing the Ziji Heavenly Thunder that will finally temper the soul?
But on the contrary, as long as it is really possible to subdue it, even if it is only half a wisp, its natal magic weapon is enough to break the soul of a god.

Just like the water-dividing thorn exuding purple light in Heiying's hand at this moment, even the suzerain who has stood between the heaven and the earth since the prehistoric times, as long as he is lightly touched by the Ziji Tianlei on it, he will be It was enough for the last half of her soul to completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Who did you listen to!"

However, compared to the trace of panic that Wan Tuo pretended to hide with anger, the suzerain who was restrained by the other party looked very calm.

She could even make a thoughtful comment after asking questions with ease, "I'm afraid what you're looking for isn't a ban or a weapon spirit?"

"What do you mean?"

When Wan Teng blurted out these words, he reacted and widened his eyes.

Although the suzerain didn't say anything, those smiling eyes just stared at the black shadow.

After a moment of blank mind, Wan Teng, who was still confused at first, suddenly seemed to have an epiphany, staring at the shadow and muttering to himself:
"You are……"

Zhou You, who was still in the illusion at this time, didn't know what happened in the small courtyard on the Nine Layers Peak over there.

He looked at hesitating, and repeated a sentence in his mouth, even the Demon Lord who didn't say it quickly, didn't interrupt:

"Yes, yes... cough cough!"

The Demon Lord didn't know what he was hesitating about, or maybe it was difficult to speak.

So the demon king subconsciously coughed twice, touched his nose, but still didn't complete the sentence.

Zhou You waved his hand as if he was too lazy to listen to the other party's entanglements, and finally interrupted:
"Okay, you should put away this fog first!"

Perhaps because of distraction, the Demon Lord failed to control the mist well.

As for the gray mist spreading all over the sky, although I haven't figured out the difference between it and the white mist, Zhou You still reminded me.

After all, he didn't want to talk to the Demon Lord in the dense fog where he couldn't see his fingers, even if it seemed that the other party could be regarded as a friendly army.

"Oh, oh," the demon king, who had reacted from his distraction, immediately waved his hand to completely disperse the mist, and then couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Do you still want to understand the illusion of time?"

Originally, Zhou You was only skeptical about the strange reaction of the Demon Lord, but it can be seen that he has such a guilty conscience, and strange thoughts have arisen in his heart.

Zhou You, who had a flash of inspiration, narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head at the Demon Lord and smiled lightly:

"To be honest, your acting skills are really bad, Mojun!"

Mojun knew that he was wrong, and just after he waved away the white mist, he heard the comment of "acting is really scumbag", and felt that he had been shot in the knee.

Subconsciously wanting to refute, he looked up at Zhou You's dark eyes.

Facing the pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see everything clearly, Mo Jun touched his nose, but he was still not very reconciled and said:
"When did you see that..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Jun looked at Zhou You's smile.

After raising his eyebrows, Zhou You shrugged his shoulders and gave an answer: "Just now."

Finally came to his senses, the Demon Lord who realized that he had been tricked was really out of breath:
"You deliberately lied to me!"

Seeing the devil's angry eyes wide open, Zhou You felt that the other party was also a real person

After confirming that the opponent really belonged to the friendly side, he didn't want to continue to hide some things, so he simply put them on the table and said straight to the point:
"To be honest, given your supreme position in controlling the illusion of time, Demon Monarch, it's really hard work to be able to appear as a savage just to set up a trap for me!"

For the sake of the other party's good intentions, Zhou You kindly reminded him:
"But our time is limited, so don't waste it on popular science time illusion?"

Realizing that what he just said was useless, the Demon Lord now doesn't want to talk to him at all.

You know, since the War of the Ancients, the power of the demon clan fell, and he entered the illusion of time before he was seriously injured and died. By chance, he became the master of the illusion. Except for the lost demon clansmen, they almost regard this place as their homeland.

This is also the reason why he reminded Zhou You in the blood prison to prevent the suzerain's half-soul from dissipating and returning to the way of heaven.After all, as far as the demon lord has grasped the current situation, there is only one old soul left who can still control the forbidden formation, and who is capable of repairing it.

People like Meng Po, Jiao Langzhi and others have the same ability to repair as the devil, but they don't understand it at all.

Those bamboo slips seem to just need to be repaired and completed, but ordinary people can't even read them.

As for the master of the illusion, although he can understand it, let alone restore it...

(End of this chapter)