The Thousand-faced Demon Lord's hair fluttered in a mess, and the pair of cold blue eyes were filled with fear.
He was indeed terrified, and this dread was mixed with disbelief.
impossible!
Impossible!
The reason why Thousand Faces Demon Lord has such a big reaction is only because of what Ye Zichen said.
"Uncle Lan! Who is Uncle Lan!"
The demon lord glared at Ye Zichen at the stone pillar with a ferocious face. At this time, he didn't care why his domain would lose control. Now he just wanted to know who Uncle Lan was in Ye Zichen's mouth!
Because deep in his heart, he still vaguely remembers him when he was a young mysterious snake, the old man he met when he was on the verge of despair, the name of the old senior who treated him like a heir is...
Qinglan.
"Who is Uncle Lan, doesn't Yaojun know in his heart?"
Ye Zichenmo smiled and glanced at the Thousand-faced Demon Lord. Under the fearful gaze of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord, a blue cloud of smoke appeared in the space filled with the elements of the five elements.
The cloud of smoke was like a fog, making everyone in the field feel like they were in the fog.
A tall but thin figure could be vaguely seen in the cloud and mist. The Thousand Faced Demon Lord, who was dozens of meters away, was completely stunned. He stared at the person in the cloud and mist, for some unknown reason, this thin and tall figure. But it kept overlapping with the indelible shadow in his memory.
Until the man in the cloud said something...
"The little guy has grown up."
"Go to hell!"
Just before the voice came out, the Thousand-faced Demon Lord turned into an afterimage and charged towards the clouds.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zichen was also heartbroken, but he didn't wait for him to worry too much.
"roll!"
A thunderous shout emerged from the cloud and mist, and this thunderous shout seemed to disperse the surrounding cloud and mist.
Immediately, the Thousand-faced Demon Lord who got into the cloud and mist was blasted out like a cannonball.
The blood in his mouth drew an arc in the air and fell on the ground, but the Thousand Faced Demon Lord slammed into the stone pillar, knocking the stone pillar into cracks. Just from the posture of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord flying out, and his injuries, you can feel the explosive power of that anger.
"Wow!"
Gu Luolin covered her mouth in surprise. Just before the Thousand Faced Demon Lord flew out, she could feel that the surrounding space was torn apart by a strong fist wind.
She has never seen such a power release in her life, even her father may not have such a strong power.
In her memory, her parents and grandfather were the strongest people in the world, and in fact it was.
The three and a half-step detachment of the ancient family established the status of the ancient clan in the Three Realms.
But just the release of the power just now made Gu Luolin feel that this person seemed to be a bit more powerful than his father. This made Gu Luolin a little dissatisfied, and wanted to see who that person was...
She didn't dare to say anything big, but she dared to say that the strength of the three tribes of gods, demons and demons, including the witch clan, could be compared with her father.
"Dare to hurt Brother Lan, I think you are courting death."
Just when Gu Luolin wanted to see the person who punched, there was another angry shout similar to before in the clouds. Immediately, a famous burly man rushed out of the fog. His burly arms were thicker than his waist, and a huge figure more than three meters tall. He stepped on the ground with his right foot and stomped the ground under his feet. Gravel splashed. With this kind of leverage, he is like a tank with maximum horsepower
He slammed into the Thousand-faced Demon Lord fiercely.
"what… "
Gu Luolin was speechless and turned her head away, she didn't dare to watch the Thousand Faced Demon Lord being crushed into meat pie.
In fact, the situation is not as serious as Gu Luolin thought. The Thousand-faced Demon Lord is also a leader in the Three Realms, not a stinky fish or a rotten shrimp.
Although he was injured by a punch, he still responded when the danger came.
It's just that the barrier that he has hurriedly condensed can only be buffered in this "reloaded tank", and the sound of broken bones is clear, and the already injured Thousand-faced Demon Lord can only spit out blood.
"You little snake is tenacious enough. If you don't die, you're taking a punch from Lao Tzu."
The burly man grabbed the neck of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord with one hand, and the already slender Thousand-faced Demon Lord looked like a chicken in front of this man.
Those giant hands almost covered his entire head, and the fists the size of sandbags aimed at his skull as if...
"Cangxiong, come back!"
It was these gentle words that made the giant man stop half an inch away from the fist that was about to smash a thousand-faced skull. The violent fist wind squeezed between the fist and the demon's skull, causing his face to be deformed a little.
The surrounding gravel was scattered by the fist wind, and the splashed gravel was embedded in the surrounding walls.
"Humph."
He threw the Thousand-faced Demon Lord down hard like a chicken, and the giant man walked to the cloud and mist without turning his head.
At this time, the lingering clouds and mists also slowly dissipated, and a middle-aged man with a peaceful face emerged from the clouds and mists.
These two people are the two demon emperors on the fourth floor of Ye Chen Town Demon Pagoda, Qing Lan and Cangxiong.
"Ye Xiaoyou, leave it to me and Cangxiong to deal with it. You can find your good fortune. If I don't feel wrong, what you are looking for should be in a passage on the right."
Qinglan's hands behind his back were quite immortal, and Cangxiong also turned his head and stared at the bull's eye at this time, glanced at Ye Zichen and raised three fingers towards him.
This is not to swear, Ye Yechen shook his head slightly when he saw his gesture, obviously he knew what Cangxiong meant by this finger.
Suddenly, Cangxiong turned three fingers into two, Ye Zichen still shook his head.
Just before he was about to run away, Ye Zichen gently bowed his hands towards Qing Lan.
"There is Uncle Lau Lan."
"It's okay, I would also like to thank Ye Xiaoyou for letting me out."
Hearing that, Ye Zichen didn't say much, dragged Gu Luolin and ran to the right. But she didn't know that before she left, Gu Luolin's eyes were always on Qinglan's body. She wanted to see Qinglan's face, but until Ye Zichen dragged her away, Qinglan never looked back.
"This stingy rich man!"
Cangxiong watched Ye Zichen leave and cursed fiercely, and Qinglan always had a smile on his lips, as if he was born with a smile, always so peaceful.
"This is where he is smart." Qing Lan seemed to be defending Ye Zichen, greedily sucking the breath here, "I haven't come out of it for so long, I almost forgot what it smells like outside. "
"Brother, this is not outside, we are in the detachment tomb."
"more or less!"
Qinglan acted very casually, and didn't get too entangled in this topic.
After sighing for a while, he quietly looked at the thousand-faced demon who could be described as a piece of paper, with unprecedented kindness in his eyes.
He was not worried that the Thousand-faced Demon Lord would die, he had explained some things to Cangxiong before he came.
He believed in Cangxiong very much. Although Cangxiong was very angry at the time, he knew that Cangxiong would act in such a way.
The bones of the whole body were shattered, and the skull was also slightly cracked by the previous punching wind. The wounds that were put on no one's body, but never really took the life of the Thousand-faced Demon Lord.
Just as the Thousand-faced Demon Lord who was lying on the ground like a piece of paper floated up from the ground, the layer of skin that belonged to Gou Moan fell off his body, and his body gradually became plump. In front of Qinglan and Cangxiong was another face.
No one knows whether this skin is the body of the demon king or just his collection, or in other words, no one knows what the original appearance of the demon king looks like when looking at the three demon clans, including the witch clan.
No!
Maybe someone in this world will know!
This person is...
"Is this a respect for me, you actually used your true face to see me." Qing Lan smiled and looked at the Thousand-faced Demon Lord in the distance.
The person who knew the true nature of Yaojun was Qinglan, because Yaojun's life was saved by him. When Yaojun was not a Yaojun, he lived with him for hundreds of years.
"Why are you here."
The Thousand-faced Demon Lord didn't answer Qing Lan's words, but asked with his eyes fixed.
He has no time to pay attention to Ye Yechen and Gu Luolin going to the place of creation. Now he just wants to figure out one thing, why Qinglan appeared here, and who is the Qinglan he swallowed. "Boy, you should be careful with your speech, but Brother Qinglan treats you as his own. It's okay to repay your mother's ignorance. Seeing Brother Qinglan again, you still talk like this. It seems that your uncle Cangxiong just now You are not ruthless enough to educate you, do you want me to feed you two punches to keep you full!" Cangxiong held up
The fist threatened, the Thousand Faced Demon Lord's pupils shrank, but he still looked at Qing Lan.
"Why, why are you here!"
"I really didn't expect that the little green snake that was dying back then has grown to such a state now." Qing Lan smiled lightly, "I'm happy for you to hear Xiaoyou Ye say that you are now a demon king!"
"I asked why you are here!" Thousand Faced Demon Lord shouted hoarsely, "You have been swallowed by me, your skin is still in my collection, why are you standing here now, why..." "Look My death bothered you. I'm sorry, but I didn't make it clear to you. In fact, the one who took care of you tens of thousands of years ago was just a clone of me." Qinglan said, "I was shackled back then, for the sake of Breakthrough will turn the soul into ten thousand strands, what you encounter is only my ten thousand strands of remnant soul
A wisp. "
"Ow..." The Thousand Faced Demon Lord nodded, "Then why are you coming out now, killing me for revenge?"
"Boy, are you fucking taking yourself too seriously! You still use Brother Qinglan to kill you. Your uncle Cangxiong can beat you back to your mother's womb with a single punch, you know?" Cangxiong said irritably. .
The Thousand-faced Demon Lord was unmoved, staring at Qing Lan in front of him.
The explanation he wanted had already been obtained, the remnant soul... a ray of remnant soul, what he devoured at that time was just a ray of remnant soul.
It's ridiculous enough to think about it. His dignified generation of demon monarchs regretted for ten thousand years for a wisp of remnant soul.
not worth! It's so worthless!