Xu Yi sneered, "If it's just lip service, I'm afraid your ending will be a bit tragic."
Zhou Binglin was stunned, almost out of his wits, staring at Xu Yi in a daze, his mood muddled.
At this moment, a cloud of blood exploded on the Blood Night Demon Lord's chest, and a black iron awl pierced straight into his chest, "Offending Mr., I deserve to die, but it's not easy for me to practice, please forgive me!" Sir, take pity on me, save my life and do my best for him."
"Soul-piercing awl. Some meanings, you are the old devil Xueye, you are ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to yourself. You are worthy of the name of the old devil."
Xu Yi said with a smile.
The soul-piercing cone is a well-known instrument of torture. When the soul cone penetrates the body, it not only causes severe pain to the body, but also erodes the soul. It is a first-class torture.
The bloody night demon monarch was heartbroken, but he couldn't laugh or cry. Hearing an unrivaled old demon call himself an old demon, how absurd it sounded.
Compared with the old demon who has become a doctoral supervisor in front of him, he thinks he is still participating in the preschool education in the nine-year compulsory education of the magic way.
With the lessons learned from Xue Ye Mojun, Zhou Binglin seemed to be resurrected from the dead, asked Xue Ye Mojun for two soul-piercing awls and plunged them into his chest, "Zhou has committed a heinous crime, he deserves this punishment, please be merciful, sir. "
After saying that, he glanced at the audience and said coldly, "Sir, spare me your life, and you want me to waste my words?"
He finally understood what this Yiling old devil meant by being famous, it was definitely not to be famous, but to be notorious.
Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads. With the old devil Yiling, it is clear that it will not work. This man clearly wants to wear the vicious and vicious hat firmly on his head.
With Zhou Binglin's order, the group of people immediately woke up like a big dream, and each was looking for the soul stabbing awl. For a while, the deadly poison of the soul stabbing awl was in short supply. Asking for it, everyone rushed to grab it, and had to promise a heavy gift.
All of a sudden, rivers of blood flowed all over the place, screaming in pain, one after another.
"Everyone, why bother? I never keep useless people. If Xu, the Lord of Laoshizi you mentioned, wants to, how can he delay until you ask me to bring it up? The hundred breaths have passed. If you have nothing to say, I will Then send you on your way."
Xu Yi's understated words were like the coldest ice cone, piercing through thousands of hearts.
Bloody Night Demon Lord said, "I don't know if you have ever heard of Haitang's book, sir?"
Xu Yi said, "What is this?"
Bloody Night Demon Lord said, "Once every three years, the Immortal Palace will issue a Haitang Book for each country. With this item, you can visit the Haitang Pavilion and exchange valuable treasures between countries. Now, it's time for the Haitang Book to be issued. Feng Country has not yet established a new owner. If it is delayed, the Haitang book belonging to Wufeng Country will not be released. This year, Guangcheng Immortal Mansion was banned, and many rare treasures were heard. , must be better than previous years, if you miss it, I'm afraid it will damage the chance. How can you remain indifferent with the master's peerless beauty?"
Xu Yi pointed at Xue Ye Mojun and said, "Your mind is very useful, yes, so I will give you the Zhengguo seal as you said, and I hope you can successfully hand over the Haitang book to you." Come into my hand."
Zhou Binglin was ecstatic at first, and then his face changed drastically. The Bloody Night Demon Monarch hurriedly fell to the ground, and said loudly, "If my master is the lord of the country, I will definitely be grateful for the great kindness of the master. I will look up to the master and worship him forever."
Xu Yi nodded lightly, "Since you respect and love your teacher so much, you can take this bead and feed it to your teacher, and this matter will come to an end here."
Blood Night Demon Lord dared not disobey, took the bead, walked to Zhou Binglin with his hands in his hands, knelt down on the ground, Zhou Binglin took the bead and swallowed it without hesitation, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.
Now that the event was over, Xu Yi left with the group of the 13th Eastern Alliance.
Although the deal has been negotiated, the true nature of the devil still needs to be infiltrated with blood. He has not approved the removal of the soul stabbing awl. According to his words, survival is already a miracle. If the suffering that should be suffered is avoided, I am afraid Against the will of God.
Anyway, he was justified in forcing him, his words were God's will, Blood Night Demon Lord and others were dying of pain, the god infant and soul were suffering endlessly, but no one dared to pull out the soul stabbing awl.
Xu Yi only wanted to bring fear and disaster to others, he didn't care how others endured it.
After finally surviving the time stipulated by Xu Yi, the members of the Thirteenth Alliance of the Eastern Union took off their soul thorns and were sent to the Black Wind Royal Court by Zhou Binglin.
Today's Wufeng King's Court has been turned into ruins, but the Wufeng Kingdom is re-established, and the site is naturally chosen here. After all, the Wangting and the Zhengguo Seal are two symbols of the natural orthodoxy of the Wufeng King.
For the Thirteenth Alliance of the Eastern Union, rebuilding a royal court was nothing more than a simple effort. In just three days, the entire Wufeng Royal Court was restored as new.
During the three days of rebuilding the royal court, the Thirteenth Alliance of the Eastern Union did not forget to announce to the Quartet that they had obtained the seal of the Zhengguo and were preparing to establish a nation, inviting people from all walks of life to come and watch the ceremony.
In addition, a large amount of resources were sent to the Immortal Palace. Perhaps the scene of Wufeng Kingdom was too scary, and no one had established a country for a long time. The application was submitted and the approval was very fast.
Two days later, after going through the hasty and cumbersome process, Zhou Binglin became the new head of Wufeng Kingdom.
It turned out that, according to Zhou Binglin's meaning, establishing a country and building sacrifices is an extremely solemn and sacred thing, which requires careful study of ancient rituals and meticulously arranging scenes and momentum.
And Xu Yi said, "If you don't want to be the lord of the country, there are people who want to be the leader of this country." In an instant, everything seemed to hit a powerful motor and started to run at high speed.
After the hasty process was completed, Zhou Binglin became Zhou Guozhu, and two days later, Haitang's book was finally distributed.
Xu Yi took it, and opened the way without saying a word.
Before leaving, they didn't say anything, Zhou Binglin and a group of elders looked at Xu Yiyuan's passing figure, as if they were in a dream.
No one dared to believe their own eyes, and no one dared to believe their own feelings. It was not until the river of time flowed slowly that Zhou Binglin and the others completely believed that they had survived, survived from the hands of the old devil.
Not only survived, but also successfully wiped out the biggest enemy, established a country, and became the lord of a country.
No matter how you think about it, it's all a turnaround, the worst is the beginning, and the best is the end.
However, such a good thing, no one wants to have a second chance.
Including Zhou Binglin, who has become the lord of the country. He woke up from his dream countless times, but he never had a moment of joy at being the lord of the country.
He only wished that he had never met that devil, even if he fought with Wu Qijing, was defeated and died, even if he became a subordinate and never formed the Thirteen Eastern Leagues, it would be better than being engraved on his heart now that will never be erased. of fear.