After leaving the Xuan Deputy Commander's Mansion, Mo Lihai's eyes were joyful, and he tried to speak many times, but in the end he didn't speak. After returning to the Mo Mansion, Mo Lihai took a deep breath and held a fist to Wang Lin, with a sincere expression in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, compared with the demon generals, I hope to help Mo certain arm. This grace, Mo will remember! "
This is the first time Mo Lihai has spoken to Wang Lin in this tone. In his heart, at this moment, Wang Lin is no longer equal to him, but can force the deputy commander back again and again with his magical powers. people!
With this person's help, Mo Lihai was confident that the demons almost swept away!
He knew the most about Wang Lin's supernatural powers, and was extremely shocked in his heart. He often reverberated with the supernatural powers in his mind along the way, and brought himself into the illusion to meet the enemy, but in the end, he would lose!
Wang Lin's expression is not arrogant or arrogant, but plain as usual. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Brother Mo, since I promised about the demon general, I will definitely help you!"
Mo Lihai laughed, obviously quite happy. He smiled and said, "Brother Wang, I have an old wine that has been buried for more than five hundred years. Today, you and I, have a good drink!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and nodded with a smile.
At this moment, in the sword pavilion of the imperial capital in the very center of the demon city, a man in a yellow robe showed only one back, looking at the sword in the sword pavilion formation, and said with a light smile, "Enough fun, then Hong Lao , You don’t want to go anymore, just be quiet for a few days."
The silver sword in the formation immediately heard bursts of sword sound, as if extremely unwilling.
"If you are naughty, I will send you to Longtan." The person smiled.
The emperor sword's sword sound ceased suddenly, and then as if losing its arrogance, he let out a few weak sword sounds. Even so, it is even more angry with the food that dared to provoke itself.
In the Hong Prison, after the Emperor Sword no longer came here to destroy, the blood-colored world at the bottom layer gradually recovered, and a large number of felons were thrown into it. Soon, the killing in the blood-colored world began a cycle again.
In those endless pools of blood, a black-haired man sat cross-legged in the pool of blood in silence, with a trace of killing thoughts pouring into his body from the pool of blood continuously, and the breath of killing became stronger and stronger.
He raised his head from time to time, and a trace of clarity flashed across his blood-red eyes.
"I, must escape here like him!!"
The killing began, everyone in the pool of blood lifted off one after another, and started a frantic fight. The black-haired man was in it, like a god of murder, his eyes showed thick murderous intent, and his shot was vicious and spicy, like a stick of blood. The dragon swept across.
Endless killings. After the end of the day, in the sky of this blood-colored world, only the black-haired man was left alone. In the pool of blood on the ground, those who had just been resurrected were expressionless, without even looking at the sky. .
The blood mist outside the body of the black-haired man was about a few hundred meters thick. He took a deep breath at the moment, and the red light burst into his eyes, revealing a rare trace of clarity. In the clarity, this person rushed out wildly and went straight to the exit. go.
However, just before his body rushed out less than a few feet, a silver light flashed in the sky, and the Emperor Sword and Silver Dragon appeared on the screen, and the huge claws instantly slapped him on the black-haired man's face covered in blood mist. Showed a rude smile.
He whispered softly, "Blast!" with a voice that he could only hear.
With a word of mouth, this person's entire body burst open immediately, together with the Baizhang blood mist outside his body, suddenly rolled violently, facing the silver dragon's claws.
The rumbling sound echoed the entire Scarlet World, and the silver dragon roared and retracted its paws. There were many damages on its paws. For it, it was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. The hatred for Wang Lin before, immediately once again Was aroused.
As for the black-haired man, who was resurrected in a pool of blood under the ground at this moment, he lowered his head and remained silent.
Yinlong's roar swept across his fierce eyes, and immediately stared at the black-haired man. During the roar, a sword flashed out of his mouth and went straight to the underground blood pool.
The pool of blood shattered and wrapped the black-haired man inside, dying.
This goes on and on again, every time the man is resurrected, Yinlong kills him. After many times, Yinlong slaps himself proudly and disappears into the sky.
It had already figured it out. Since the Demon Emperor would not let him destroy Hong Prison, and was restricted to be quiet for a few days, and could not go out to find that nasty food, he would vent here.
The matter of Hong Lao will not be mentioned for the time being.
There is still half a month before the battle of the demon generals. During this half month, the entire Sky Demon City is in a depressive atmosphere. The demon generals from the various cities of the Sky Demon County are preparing intensively. .
In addition to positive preparations, there are many secret methods, such as walking through the door, or secretly taking action. Regarding all these, the king and emperor of the sky demon city simply ignores it.
Although there is order in the land of demon spirits, under this order, there is endless chaos. Here is a chaotic world!
The battle of the demon generals is of great importance. For every demon general, it is an opportunity to reach the sky one step at a time. If you miss this opportunity, I am afraid that you will stop at the demon general in your life, and there is no chance to win the handsome position!
In this way, the level of attention these monsters care about can be said to be unprecedented!
Becoming a deputy commander is equivalent to possessing the qualifications to become a commander in the future. For this qualification, all means can be used!
It's just that although it is a chaotic world, this chaos is also under order. There is only one order in this order. Life and death are not allowed between monsters and generals. Otherwise, the qualifications for war will be disqualified!
In this way, all the means are concentrated on the helpers of the demon generals. Killing the helpers is equivalent to breaking the demon general’s arm. What's more, killing the helpers, then the demon general Lost the qualification to win!
The helper of the Killing Demon General, this is a frontal fight!
There is also an undercover fight. That is to assassinate the demon generals. The demon generals cannot make life and death actions, but the helpers of those demon generals can kill people secretly, or even hire murderers. In this way, they will not violate the order.
It’s just that, although this kind of thing does not violate the order, but it violates the bottom line of the demon emperor, so once this happens, the person who kills the demon general will not be able to fly in this demon city unless he is cultivated to the sky. !
After all, the demon will die, this is a major event in a county!
For this secret fight, it is no exaggeration to describe it with the word rush to risk!
This kind of frontal and dark side war, the closer it gets to the war, the more intense it becomes! Mo Lihai seldom goes out anymore. He has been in retreat in the mansion almost all day. While keeping himself at his peak, he also deliberately avoided assassinations.
At the same time, he even set up a formation, dispatched many old men with advanced cultivation skills to defend at all times.
When this undercurrent is surging, only Wang Lin is at peace. His life has not changed at all. He always walks out every morning and sits by the river, listening to the piano and drinking.
It seemed to him that all the depression and the surging before the war had passed through the clouds, and only the sound of the piano could make him take it in his heart.
Every time I heard this piano sound, Wang Lin's mind would be immersed in it, and he felt a strange experience. His mind, every day, was baptized.
As for whether there would be someone assassinated by Mo Lihai, Wang Lin didn't care. Mo Lihai was by no means an ordinary person. This person had deep intentions and many methods, and it was definitely not just the powerlessness he showed right now.
Wang Lin got in touch with this point and saw it very thoroughly. He thought that Mo Lihai could be the best among the many demon generals. Without these methods, he would not be able to live now.
Sitting by the river, Wang Lin closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound of the piano coming from the painting boat that was gradually approaching. He picked up the jug, and when he placed it on his mouth, he found that the inside of the jug was empty.
He sighed, opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and was silent.
Every time he heard the sound of the piano, he felt a sense of trembling in his mind. Under this feeling, he had a vague sign of a breakthrough. It was a pity that this heavenly perception was too vague.
Feeling the sound of the piano in his ears, Wang Lin sank into it, and silently realized that the immortal power in his body had long been accustomed to being restrained. After all, there was an emperor sword in this Heavenly Demon City, always looking for his traces. .
But at this moment, his brow furrowed, he was interrupted in sentiment, and|interfered in listening.
"You, are Mo Lihai's lieutenant?" A contemptuous voice squeezed into the piano sound, completely shattering the artistic conception of the piano sound.
Baizhang outside Wang Lin, a black-clothed man with his arms folded his chest, a thin sword hovering like a snake outside his body, his face showed a trace of impatience.
"Let's do it, killing you is equivalent to breaking Mo Lihai's arm!"
Wang Lin put down the hip flask, did not get up, did not even glance at the person, his right thumb pointed towards it, and the nirvana finger instantly condensed, turned into a black light, and flashed out.
During this black glow shot, a black long scar suddenly appeared on the ground, and the grass on both sides of the long scar withered suddenly, turning into a trace of vegetation, and blending into the black glow made by the nirvana finger.
Heimang Shunjin approached the man in black, his complexion changed, and he quickly stepped back a few steps. The flying sword beside him shook and went straight to the black mang thorn, but the moment he met the black mang, he flew The sword immediately crumbled from the tip of the sword, following the blade's momentum like a broken bamboo, and then, the hilt also collapsed, and this flying sword almost instantly turned into countless small fragments.
The man in black showed a look of disbelief, and his body stepped back again, but unfortunately, he stepped back too slowly! Hei Mang flashed out in the flying sword, shattering, and was directly printed on the chest of the man in black.
The person's body suddenly turned into an arc-shaped long line, thrown out from a distance, pieces of blood mist, sprayed out from his body, until the person fell to the ground, the blood mist, still staying in the air, did not dissipate.
The man in black fell to the ground, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and soon completely dimmed. At the same time, a gray air floated from the man's seven orifices, quickly came to Wang Lin's side, and disappeared in his right hand.
This person is not an outsider, but a person of demon spirits. Wang Lin knows this point. This person's cultivation is only equivalent to the late stage of transforming the gods. Coming here, I am afraid that some demon generals who don't understand him will be briefed. Test it out.
Wang Lin continued to listen to the sound of the piano,