At the Beginning, I Have Hundreds of Millions of Attribute Points

"Inheritor of the Wu clan, why are you in this Eastern Emperor Bell?"

Long Chen's eyes widened in surprise, Donghuang Taiyi's words shocked Long Chen even more than the surging earth, water, fire and wind in the bell. Didn't this demon king fall long ago?Why even talk to him.

Dong Huangtai smiled slightly, took a step forward, and reached Long Chen in one step.

"You don't have to be afraid, I'm just a little bit of Yuan Spirit remaining in this bell." Dong Huangtai said, looking at Long Chen carefully, "You are very strange, you are obviously the inheritor of the Wu clan, but you are also involved in it. The luck of the demon clan."

Long Chen saw that this Donghuang Taiyi did not have the aggressive aura he had just seen in the Lich War.

He looked at Donghuang Taiyi as if he didn't seem to be malicious to him, so he replied: "In Xialongchen, there are currently ten million demon soldiers under his command, and he is also called a demon king."

Donghuang Taiyi wondered: "You are a human race, and you have become a demon king?"

"Don't dare to deceive the demon emperor."

Donghuang Taiyi looked at Long Chen carefully, and suddenly laughed.

"Many years ago, my friend Fuxi once persuaded me that if I went to war with the demon clan, I would definitely lose. At that time, I was arrogant and arrogant, I thought that I could go against the sky with the help of the sky, but I didn't want the saints to be the same. The ants, the demon clan, the witch clan, they are all just a pawn in the hands of heaven. Before Fuxi died, he made the last hexagram for me. The human race will bring new life to the demon race. I think you may be the human race mentioned in the Fuxi hexagram."

Long Chen felt a little speechless. The Wu clan said he was the hope of the Wu clan. The sect master of Tongtian entrusted him with the revival of the sect, and now a demon emperor appeared. He didn't have enough time to improve his cultivation, how could he have so much energy Go revive this revive that!

Of course, these words Long Chen just thought about, he is not a fool, he will not say these words in front of the demon emperor.

"This Donghuang Bell is my companion spiritual treasure, and it has infinite magical uses, but since I have already died, this bell will not be of much use to me." Donghuang Taiyi said, "As long as you promise me, one day it will be Lead the demon clan back to heaven and regain the position that belongs to our demon clan, and I will give you this Eastern Emperor Bell."

This is not a sleepover to send a pillow. Long Chen was trapped in the Eastern Emperor Bell by the Demon King. Although he would not be injured by the Twelve Capitals, he could not get out.The current situation of Ziyun Mountain is unknown, and Mo Xuehan and the others do not know whether they are injured or not. It will only be ten days and a half of delay here. If they are sleepy for a few years, it will be bad.

Long Chen opened his mouth and wanted to agree. Anyway, in this Donghuang Bell, which is not seen by the sun, there is no heavenly way to testify what he said, and he can go back at any time.

Long Chen was thinking so, but Donghuang Taiyi immediately added: "I want you to swear to the Tao of Heaven, if you fail to do it in the future, you will definitely die!"

Long Chen hesitated for a moment, carefully thought about what Dong Huangtai had just said, and then agreed with a smile.After all, this Donghuang Taiyi only had a trace of Yuanling left, and he was not as flexible as a real person. He just made Long Chen swear, but he did not stipulate a time for Long Chen to fulfill his promise. Long Chen could completely delay it for a long time, and it was not a violation of his oath.

If Donghuang Taiyi's trace of Yuan Spirit had not been dissipated in the Donghuang Bell, but after a few calamities, this Yuan Spirit is not far from dissipating.After handing over the real formulas and handprints to control Donghuang Bell to Long Chen, Donghuang Taiyi's Yuan Ling disappeared.

The Demon King would never have thought that after all his hard work, he made wedding clothes for Long Chen.

Long Chen found a trace of the Primordial Spirit imprint left in the Eastern Emperor Bell by the Demon King, but he did not immediately erase the Primordial Spirit imprint, but shielded the imprint with force, and he still meditated in the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The defensive ability of the Donghuang Bell is stronger than that of the Chaos Spirit Orb. The material of the Chaos Spirit Bead is only the fruit of the world tree in the small world. The reason why it is comparable to the Innate Spirit Treasure is because of the power of laws contained in it, which is similar to the innate nature of the Donghuang Bell. Need for Lingbao is still incomparable.

After the consciousness of Donghuang Taiyi disappeared, the Donghuang Bell could no longer be called the Donghuang Bell, but should be called the Chaos Bell. The demon texts and murals on the wall of the bell disappeared, leaving only chaos.If Long Chen refines this chaotic clock, patterns related to Long Chen will appear in the chaotic clock.

Long Chen stayed in the Donghuang Bell for seven, seven, forty-nine days, and the Demon King Jiao stayed outside for seven, seven, forty-nine days. He couldn't sense the changes inside the Donghuang Bell, and he didn't dare to open the Donghuang Bell. , so you can only wait quietly.

"Your Majesty, it's been so long, that Long Chen must have turned into a pool of pus." Gui Cheng said to the Jiao Demon King.

Jiao Demon King didn't want this, but his heart was still hanging, and he always felt that Long Chen was not someone who would die like this.

"Wait again." The Demon King said, urging the Eastern Emperor Bell with his power again.

But this time, his mana was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Donghuangzhong stayed there quietly, without giving him the slightest response.Demon King Jiao urged him again without believing in evil, but there was still no response.

Suddenly, the Demon King spit out a mouthful of blood.

His Primordial Spirit brand was actually erased!The Demon King was startled and wanted to withdraw immediately, but it was too late.

Chapter 482 The demon king collects his mounts

Long Chen's mana has long since recovered, and his injuries have healed. He stayed in the Chaos Clock and used his Yuanshen for sacrifices every day, isolating the Jiao Demon King's Yuanshen brand and making him unable to perceive it.

With the inheritance of Donghuang Taiyi, Long Chen sacrificed and refined the Chaos Clock to achieve twice the result with half the effort, and ninety-eighty-one prohibitions have refined eleven.However, the restriction of this Lingbao becomes more and more difficult to refine as it goes on, and it cannot be done in an instant.Long Chen felt that this was enough for him to control the Chaos Clock, so he completely erased the original mark of the Demon King.

Long Chen came out of the chaotic clock, read the formula, and it shrank like a little golden light and fell into his hands.Holding the bronze bell in his hand, it has a bright yellow color and is very small and delicate. When it is gently shaken, it can make a tinkling sound.

The sound of the bell reached the Jiao Demon King's ears, but he felt as if he had been hit hard, and he immediately fell to the ground, revealing his original shape.

Seeing this situation, it was too late for Turtle Prime to run away, where would he go all out for the Jiao Demon King.

Long Chen stepped on the back of the Demon King, and said with a sneer: "You want to take my magic weapon while I'm seriously injured, Demon King, you are really not a human being! Today, I will cramp and skin you to let you know about mine. sharp!"

"Forgive your life! Forgive your life!" The Demon King Jiao was stepped on by Long Chen. The Chaos Clock almost made his Primordial Spirit collapse. Long Chen's feet weighed more than [-] kilograms. Stepping on his back made him unable to move. Screaming also.Why would he bother to provoke such a god of plague, now not only is it easy to ask a god to send a god, but even his own life will be ruined!

"Your Majesty! It's all about the eyes of the little ones, and the lack of greed! Please forgive me this time! I am willing to be a bull and a horse for you!" The Demon King begged for mercy.

It's not that the Demon King has no backbone and can cultivate to the golden fairyland. Which one has not experienced three disasters and five calamities, and finally came to this day, who would like to lose their lives.

Long Chen saw that the original body of the Flood Demon King was very powerful, with shining silver scales. Although it was a four-clawed flood dragon, its appearance was not far from that of a five-clawed golden dragon.Long Chen remembered that he was just short of a mount, so he asked.

"Demon King Jiao, are you willing to be my mount?"

"This..." Demon King Jiao hesitated.

This mount is different from being a younger brother. Being a younger brother can be justified, but if you become a mount, you will lose face, and you will never be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life.

"Oh, it looks like you don't want it anymore." After that, Long Chen grabbed the Jiao Demon King's inverse scale with one hand, and tore it off with force.

The dragon has inverse scales, which is the most vulnerable part of the dragon's body. The severe pain of the inverse scale being torn off suddenly made the Flood Demon King scream, and the screams spread throughout the North Sea.

Deep in the North Sea, in a palace hidden in thick fog, a thin old man opened his eyes.

"It's really noisy!" The old man waved his hand, the palace door opened, and the old man walked out of the palace, only to see the three big characters of Yaoshi Palace written in ancient demon script on the white jade-colored palace.

This old man is really a demon master Kunpeng. In the Lich War, he fled and hid in the North Sea to concentrate on his cultivation.Today, Kunpeng is the quasi-sage who cut off the two corpses.

Kunpeng believed that in the prehistoric continent where the sage retired, his strength was at the top.

"It's time to go out and take a look." Kunpeng murmured, the Demon Master Palace shrunk into his hands, and he was brought into the mustard seed space.