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The empty hall was filled with uneasiness.

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor's momentum was gradually reduced, but his spirit was extremely tense, and he had the aura to run away if he disagreed.

"President Bai, I have been friends with you for a long time, but I didn't expect that our first meeting would be here. Where is the True Lord of September? Why don't you let her come out?"

He felt that President Bai actually dared to meet him with such arrogance surrounded by four Demon Emperors. Either he had a problem in his mind and was extremely arrogant, or he had absolute self-confidence and could ignore the threats of the four Demon Emperors. .

Judging from the past two air-to-air confrontations.

President Bai is obviously the latter.

Therefore, even though the two of them could be considered enemies, the Jinpeng Demon Emperor did not rush to fight with him. Instead, he immediately looked for a way out and found out the hidden threat.

Yu Xian laughed and said: "Your Excellency did not take action against me immediately. It seems that I made the right choice by choosing you. As for the True Lord of September, she has other important matters and is not here."

When the Jinpeng Demon King heard that Yueying Great Monk Yue Zhenjun was not here, the courage he had lost suddenly returned, and his eyes immediately turned cold.

"If I remember correctly, you and I have a blood feud, so you are not afraid that I will take you down personally!"

Not only did he say this, he also did it.

True Lord Yue Yue is a great monk of Nascent Soul, and he is ashamed of himself. However, this True Lord of Great Love, a mere newly promoted True Lord, dares to show off in front of him. He is simply ignorant of life and death.

Although he is a lost dog, not everyone can handle him.

The words have not yet fallen.

The figure of Jinpeng Demon Emperor has disappeared.

A strong wind whipped up in the palace, and the Demon King's legal domain expanded rapidly, covering the space above, below, left, and right. Wind blades condensed instantly, as if flying swords were falling, trying to prick everyone in the palace into hedgehogs.

at the same time.

A huge claw seemed to penetrate the space, cutting off all Yu Xian's escape routes.

The demon clan is not good at magic weapons, not because they don't know how to use them, but because they are confident that their body is the most suitable weapon for them.

Although Jinpeng Demon King is famous for his extreme speed, his pair of sharp claws have been tempered countless times and have long been comparable to the purest offensive magic weapon. At this moment, even if a mountain is in front of him, it will be easily crushed by one claw.

But Yu Xian didn't panic and just glanced in the direction where the Jinpeng Demon King disappeared.

Jinpeng Demon King's speed was very fast, but it was not faster than the speed of his divine consciousness.

In an instant.

The space seemed to be stagnant, the wild wind was frozen in its path, and the wind blade also became slow, and then could not move forward an inch.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor, who transformed into a violent wind, felt a pair of eyes appear in front of his sight.

What kind of eyes were there, indifferent and aloof, even a demon king like him was like an ant.

He had seen the Azure Phoenix Demon Lord with his own eyes and was even named by him.

But he swore that even the Demon Lord's eyes were not so scary.

The space in front of him shattered in an instant, his escape method was forcibly interrupted, and then he fell out. He felt that his brain was turned into a ball of paste, and there was a faint stinging pain deep in his soul.

The Jinpeng Demon King stood there blankly, a blue feather appeared behind him, and then shattered into pieces, turning into light and shadow.

Among the demon race, except for a few ethnic groups who are born with powerful souls, most of the demon race are inferior to human monks of the same level in their use of souls.

After all, there are gains and losses. The demon clan is stronger than the physical body and has strong vitality, so it will be a little clumsy when it comes to the soul.

Jinpeng Demon Emperor knows this very well and will naturally work hard in this area.

The green feather on his body was given by the Demon Lord Qinghuang. It contains the power of the Demon Lord and can protect his soul from external attacks.

But just now he was unable to fully withstand the divine attack from the True Monarch of Great Love, causing him to be slightly affected.

The significance of this is too great.

For an instant, extremely deep fear arose in Jinpeng Demon Emperor's heart.

This person is absolutely invincible!

"It seems that now your Excellency is willing to have a serious talk with me."

Yu Xian kept a faint smile on his face, with a completely condescending attitude, as if he didn't take Jinpeng Demon Emperor into his eyes at all.

With his current strength, as long as the Jinpeng Demon Emperor doesn't escape, he has full confidence to capture it directly.

What's more, with the divine consciousness attack that he is best at, the Jingshen Eye has gathered too many fragments of the will of heaven, and its essence has transcended the restrictions of the secret arts level.

It can be said to be his strongest method now.

He was a little surprised that Jinpeng Demon King could easily block his spiritual attack.

However, it is normal for these demon emperors who have lived for thousands of years to have some life-saving means.

Jinpeng Demon Emperor has a particularly stable character.

Sure enough, it was the right choice not to kill him last time, otherwise he would have suffered a headache from the revenge of the Jinpeng Demon Emperor after he escaped.

Thoughts were swirling in Yu Xian's mind, but his tone and actions were extremely forceful.

Jinpeng Demon Emperor instinctively took a step back, the demon power in his body regrouped, and he said calmly:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"I already said, I just want to have a chat with you."

When Yu Xian saw this, he knew that the move just now had initially subdued the Jinpeng Demon Emperor.

No matter how Jinpeng Demon Emperor is influenced by human culture, as a Demon Emperor, he still has the jungle law of the weak and the strong. If you don't show some muscle strength, you can't hope to gain his respect and recognition.

Jinpeng Demon King did not want to lose his momentum and snorted coldly:

"You and Yueyue Zhenjun teamed up to drive me here, and now you want to talk to me. We humans and monsters are not at odds with each other. What is there to talk about? Or do you just want to tease me? ?”

Yu Xian shook his head and said: "I have no ill intentions towards you. In the previous battle, everyone had his own master. As for your descendants, I let them go. Doesn't this prove my sincerity?"

The Jinpeng Demon King frowned as he thought of the descendants who were coming one after another.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Yu Xian said: "Let's talk about your future."

Jinpeng Demon Emperor was a little impatient with the opponent's pretense, but due to the opponent's strength just now, he could only remain silent at the moment.

Yu Xian pretended not to see it. The Jinpeng Demon Emperor was willing to listen to him, so there was no need to worry about him not being moved.

He thought to himself: "As far as I know, you are not enthusiastic about the beast tide, and you are not willing to compete with human monks in life and death. It is only because of the blood curse on your body that you have to maintain this tradition.

It can be said that the blood curse is the root cause of the conflict between you and me.

If the blood curse on you can be completely suppressed or even lifted, I think you are probably willing to live in peace with us. "

Hearing this, the Jinpeng Demon Emperor directly interrupted and said with a bit of ridicule:

"If the blood curse of the demon clan could be lifted, the Demon Lord and the Nine Yang Immortal Sect would have done it long ago, but even the Demon Lord can only deduce a method to slightly suppress the blood curse.

I admit that you are powerful and I am no match for you.

But are you still as good as the Demon Lord, the Lord of the Nine Suns Immortal Sect, and many great monks joining forces? "

Yu Xian didn't care: "Let's take this as a premise for the time being. It's just a chat anyway. You can do whatever you want. If there is a way to lift the curse for you, what price are you willing to pay?"

"Of course I'll give it my all, no matter what."

Jinpeng Demon King said casually.

He secretly nursed the injuries to the soul that had been affected just now. Under the protection of Qing Ling Yu, this injury could be healed in half an hour at most.

By then he would be more confident of getting out.

No matter how bad it is, the other three demon emperors will be awakened. Once the four demon emperors join forces, even if the True Monarch of Love is sharp, he will have to stay away.

Yu Xian smiled and said, "That's good. Then I want to give you a hundred years of freedom and being driven by me in exchange for the freedom of blood for the rest of my life. You must be willing to pay such a small price, right?"

Jinpeng Demon King saw that Yu Xian looked serious, so he had no choice but to be patient and accompany him to continue the performance.

"Don't say a hundred years, just two hundred years, five hundred years, what does it matter?"

Yu Xian shook his head: "I only want a hundred years."

As he spoke, he looked at the Jinpeng Demon Emperor with bright eyes and handed out a beast control contract, which looked like a scroll. It was golden and worth a lot of money at a glance.

Such a beast-control contract that can restrain the powerful Demon King is extremely expensive to make, and the materials are even harder to find. Even if it is a short time, he can only prepare one.

Facing the contract that was so close at hand, the Jinpeng Demon Emperor looked at Yu Xian as if he were a fool.

"President Bai, you just want to trick me into signing a contract with your empty words. Do you think you don't take me seriously enough? Or do you really think that I am an unenlightened fool in the forest?"

"What an empty mouth."

Yu Xian smiled mysteriously, and the bloody law field under his feet slowly expanded.

"Please feel it carefully, Your Excellency."

The Jinpeng Demon King instinctively wanted to escape from the others' legal domain, but considering the opponent's strength, he did not act immediately and allowed the legal domain to envelope him.

slowly.

The Jinpeng Demon King went from rejecting to adapting, and then actively claiming the power within it.

His pupils tightened, and his expression gradually became shocked.

"how come?!"

Jinpeng Demon King gritted his teeth and used great perseverance to keep himself awake.

The secret method that the Qinghuang Demon Clan spent thousands of years pursuing actually appeared in front of him at this moment.

"You have such a secret skill, aren't you afraid that I will leak it out? When the time comes, both the demon lord and the human lord will come to trouble you."

This kind of secret technique to suppress the bloodline curse was simply unheard of, and when he realized the benefits, even the Venerable would be tempted.

"I believe in the credibility of Jinpeng Demon Emperor."

However, as the words sounded, runes appeared in the surrounding space, almost covering the entire palace.

But looking outside the palace, it was extremely quiet and calm.

How could he be unprepared if he dared to meet Jinpeng Demon Emperor?

As early as when the Jinpeng Demon Emperor was drinking and having fun, he had already used his magical power to quietly set up a fourth-level fog prison formation, which was enough to limit the Jinpeng Demon Emperor's top speed for a short time.

Without extreme speed, the Jinpeng Demon Emperor is just an ordinary mid-level Demon Emperor, with life and death in his hands.

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor immediately felt heavy pressure and threats.

at the same time.

The golden contract slowly unfolded in front of the Jinpeng Demon King again.

The seductive voice coupled with the subtle influence of the law shook the Jinpeng Demon Emperor's mind little by little.

"A hundred years of time exchange for bloodline freedom for the rest of your life. Your Excellency is of true spirit bloodline. You should fly between heaven and earth and pursue unlimited freedom. How can you fall into the hatred of the human and demon tribes and be unable to extricate yourself."

a long time.

The main hall was quiet.

I don't know when Yu Xian left. The Jinpeng Demon Emperor stood there and touched the center of his eyebrows. A golden rune flashed away and disappeared into the depths of his soul.

…

Follow-up date.

True Lord Chongming still did not wait for reinforcements.

On the contrary, the demon king's offensive was even more ferocious. He did not regard the demon beasts under his command as the same kind at all. As long as it could consume a little of the power of the formation, he would send them to death without hesitation.

At the same time, the four demon emperors attacked from four directions of Chongming City.

In the end, Zhenjun Chongming had no skills at all. Even with the help of a large formation, he could only run for his life, clumsily trying to prevent a few demon emperors from attacking the formation.

However, the weak points of the outer formation still allowed some monsters to come in.

True Lord Chongming was restrained by the four demon kings. Only the monks in the city could deal with it alone and pay a heavy price to repel the demonic beasts.

However, the destroyed formation was threatened by peripheral monsters, and there was no time to repair it. All we could do was watch the group of monsters encroach on the entire peripheral area of ​​Chongtian City step by step.

Two months later.

One of the four acropolis of Chongtian City was lost, and the monks who had no time to retreat to the main city were almost wiped out. Rich blood, death, and resentment enveloped the entire area where Chongming City is located.

The broken formation lit up with light.

The monster beasts retreated like an ebbing tide, leaving behind large bodies of their own kind to rot and stink.

These auras mixed with the auras of human deaths, turned into miasma, poisonous gas, corroding the spiritual energy supply capacity of the spiritual veins.

Spiritual veins have the ability to purify themselves and can continuously produce spiritual energy.

If there is no external interference, it can quickly clean up these poisonous miasma and turn it into pure and spiritual energy.

But in times of crisis like this, the city defense formation needs spiritual veins to continuously supply energy. This extra expenditure for purification became the straw that broke the camel's back, and the city defense formation began to lack energy supply.

True Lord Chongming noticed the demon clan's plan, but he had no choice but to watch his spiritual veins being contaminated step by step.

He looked at the setting sun in the distance, and suddenly felt infinite loneliness and loneliness.

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk."

"Is I really going to die here?"

Zhenjun Chongming was born with double eyes and was originally a handsome man. However, after the battle with the Demon Emperor, his lifespan was greatly reduced and his hair gradually turned gray.

But more than a year after the beast tide came, the Death Demon King came back. He was tired of dealing with it, and his vitality continued to drain away. He was like an old man in his seventies or eighties, with a slightly stooped figure and black spots on his face. Only one His double pupils flashed brightly, proving that he was not too confused.

"Gu Tong, start the Qianlong Project."

He ordered an old man behind him.

No one thought that one day Chongming City would be conquered by the demon clan, nor did anyone think that the Xuanyang Sect would die without saving it. Therefore, the direct line of the Gu family all lived in Chongming City, and only the collateral lines of the Gu family lived outside.

Of course, there is no difference between direct and collateral lines at this time.

The human race outside Tiancheng has long been slaughtered by the monster race, and only one out of ten people can escape.

However, the Gu family has been passed down for thousands of years, and its bloodline has spread throughout Xuanyang Realm, so it will not be destroyed easily.

True Lord Chongming believes that one day, there will be descendants who will awaken their bloodline and once again prove to the world that the Phantom Eye Mysterious Physique is not weaker than others.

Qianlong's opportunity is to retain the direct line fire as much as possible, especially the next generation successor he selected to the True Lord Chongming, Gu Qingqing, who has awakened the Qianhuan Spirit Body. Although it is not as mysterious as the Mysterious Body, it is still somewhat certain to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

The old man had already known about Qianlong's plan, but like Zhenjun Chongming, he was still waiting for hope.

But hope is always hope.

They cannot entrust their destiny to the unknown. While they still have the strength to fight, they still have a chance to break through the encirclement.

Once the city defense formation is completely destroyed, everyone will die.

Therefore, the old man did not give any advice, but silently accepted the order and left.

…

True Lord Chongming didn't know that the hope they had been waiting for had been coming for months.

They stood in the dark, quietly watching Chongming City being attacked bit by bit, but they remained indifferent.

"Aren't we going to take action yet?"

Yuejiu asked.

Yu Xian shook his head slightly: "Wait a moment."

Yuejiu frowned and said, "I think they can't hold it anymore."

Yu Xian said: "When a person is full, he won't care about a steamed bun. Only by giving him a steamed bun when he is most desperate and hungry can he receive a thousand times of kindness. Only at this time will he I am willing to risk my life for a little hope."

Yuejiu looked slightly cold: "I don't like this kind of calculation."

Yu Xian said calmly: "It was True Lord Chongming who planned it first. He didn't tell the Demon Emperor to die and invited two other Demon Emperors to help. If we came to the rescue without knowing it, we would be attacked by the two Demon Emperors secretly. , and what benefits can be gained.

True Lord Chongming has set a precedent. Once we fail to kill him with one blow and let any Demon Emperor escape, endless trouble awaits us.

I don't want to wait until the day I return to Da'ai City and hear the news about the destruction of Da'ai City and the death of people.

If we want to take action, we must eliminate the roots. "

Yuejiu's face softened a little, and she sighed: "Zhenjun Chongming is probably afraid that if he says it, we won't come. He feels that as long as we arrive, for the sake of reputation, we have to endure it.

Or maybe he just wanted to scare away the demon emperor and kill him, and then he would have achieved his goal.

But this calculation is petty and stupid.

How could he do such a stupid thing? "

Yu Xian said: "It's probably because he is old. When people get old, they will do some things that seem extremely stupid to outsiders, but they don't know it. It's a pity for those who died for him. They had a chance to survive. of.

Just wait, I have a hunch that the opportunity will come soon. "

Yuejiu stopped talking.

Every time there is a beast tide, tens of thousands of people die in the Xuanyang Realm, but this time the situation in Chongming City is more serious.

Since Yu Xian already had a plan, she couldn't say anything more.

She couldn't put her husband in danger for an outsider.

…

It’s January again.

The Demon King who told him to die probably saw that True Lord Chongming was determined to die together. At the last step, he stopped being aggressive. Every attack was just a taste, consuming the energy that the city defense formation no longer had.

This is also the time.

The opportunity that Yu Xian had been waiting for finally arrived.

"Death to the Demon King! In the past battle, you and I couldn't win or lose. How dare you continue the unfinished battle!"

True Lord Chongming was full of momentum and challenged the Demon King to death.

"Why don't you dare!"

The black crows that covered the sun like black clouds in the sky dispersed, and the young man transformed by the Demon King was standing in the sky above Chongming City, facing True Lord Chongming across the formation.

"Zhenjun Chongming, how much life do you have left? How many cursed lights can you receive from me?"

Zhenjun Chongming's expression changed.

If the Demon Emperor dared to engage in such a lose-lose strategy, he would probably be killed on the spot.

He now no longer has three hundred years of life to squander.

"You dare to trade your life for your life. Why wouldn't you dare if I am a broken body?"

True Lord Chongming smiled boldly, and his aura was not lost at all.

Today was his last battle. If he didn't have the confidence, how could his men have the courage to break out of the encirclement and find a glimmer of hope?

The demon king snorted coldly: "You are like a candle in the wind, you are not worthy of my life."

His longevity is very precious now, and it is also the capital that Yaoshan Yaozun values ​​​​him and cannot be wasted easily.

"The Emperor has already explained that this battle is between you and me. Even if the Emperor dies, they cannot interfere."

"True Lord Chongming, let's fight!"

"Haha, let's fight!"

True Lord Chongming's aura soared into the sky, his white hair turned black, his slightly stooped body straightened up, he quickly regained his youth, and took the initiative to rush out of the formation.

He is burning his life force in exchange for the peak combat power.

As he left the formation and fought against the Demon Emperor, attracting all attention, in a remote corner of the main city, a group of monks opened the formation and sneaked out quietly.