"If you are lucky enough to survive, you will definitely return to the Demon Palace to seek justice."
"At that time, I had already made up my mind to die, but I didn't expect to survive. It's just... our luck seems to have been exhausted a thousand years ago."
Elder Minwei withdrew his long knife and looked not far away.
The strong wind rolled up the dust on the ancient battlefield, mixed with the howling of ghouls.
There was a rancid smell in the air.
An energy vortex appeared in the air at some point.
A few figures came out slowly from inside.
The leader is Emperor Beixuan.
And following him, apart from Sunglasses Cheng, were seven dull-looking puppets with extremely high cultivation.
Di Beixuan's eyes fell on Jun Shitian, and his face was completely indifferent as he didn't pay attention to him.
"Jun Shitian, hand over your daughter, how about I let you live with the demons under the abyss for a while longer?"
Jun Shitian looked at him indifferently, and only coldly gave him three words: "You are dreaming!"
Di Beixuan sneered, "A lowly human being from the lower realm, what do you value so much? How about this, I will give you another chance, as long as you hand over Jun Muyan, I will consider passing the quota of the Gate of Heaven, Leave one for you. The demons always respect the strong and are ruthless and cruel. What is a mere daughter? It is not as important as your own life. King Shitian, do you want to think about it carefully. You should know that this is you The only chance to survive... "
Before he finished speaking, Jun Shitian's figure had already disappeared in place.
Immediately afterwards, there was a crackling sound in my ear.
Di Beixuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a claw penetrated his chest and came out from behind.
The burning flames on the devil's claws, and the jumping thunder, chopped down his soul and body.
It made Di Beixuan cry out in pain.
The pride and arrogance on his face instantly turned into anger.
His ice blue eyes were stained with blood.
The human puppet at the side stretched out his hand and slashed out with a knife, cutting off Jun Shitian's hand in an instant.
Di Beixuan took out a black curse talisman and stuck it on his body.
As the talismans burned, the wounds on his body healed quickly.
Of course, this attack cannot cause fatal damage to him.
But Emperor Beixuan felt indescribably annoyed, "Jun Shitian, you thought that when I was seriously injured, you joined hands with that little bastard Li Weiran to be evenly matched with me, and you thought you were strong enough to compete with me !"
"Since you don't eat a toast and take fine wine, don't blame me for being rude!"
Di Beixuan's body suddenly floated up into the air, with his hands open, his blue eyes flickering.
Countless figures appeared unexpectedly.
"No. 9, you killed that old bastard Min Wei for me!"
"Jun Shitian, soon you will know how big the difference in strength between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Venerable is!"
"When I kill you, I will flatten the entire abyss and slaughter all the demons."
"Then hang your broken demon body in the air, so that everyone on Xiuxian Continent can see it."
"At that time, I will see if your daughter Jun Muyan can still hide in the ground!!"
Jun Shitian raised his newly grown hand, pressed it on Minwei's shoulder, and grabbed the blood-patterned bell on his chest with the other hand, and said hoarsely, "Do you regret it?"
A peaceful smile appeared on Minwei's old face.
Holding the long knife in his hand, he said word by word: "Never regret!!"
In this life, he can be happy with kindness and hatred, can follow the demon king in all directions, and can establish immortal feats to become the demon clan under one person and above ten thousand people.