Dugu boasted about his magical powers very much. As long as he made a move, no matter how powerful Lu Li was, he would be blocked by him.
The actual effect was average. Lu Bei only knew that he had just climbed over a few mountains, killed a few monsters, and followed Dugu for two days and two nights, and was completely lost.
And strongly suspected that Dugu had lost his way.
Fortunately, there was enough experience. Although Lu Li was not found, the monsters he found were all very powerful. They all started from the late stage of fusion. After killing them indiscriminately, the experience inventory piled up to a crazy 5 billion.
With 5 billion talents, Lu Bei felt that he had nothing to fear. Not to mention the distant ones, even if it was the dungeon of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and he caught up with the meeting of the four demon kings, he would...
There is no need to raise the flag.
Xuanlong is a powerful country in the northern border. It has no shortage of people who are in the Tribulation Period. It has been stuck in the monster meat grinder for thousands of years. Even the golden dragon of luck has moved to the front line. It can be seen that none of the four monster kings is good at it. If they really meet the meeting of the four brothers, 80% of the qualifications of 5 billion will not be enough.
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The top of Yinshan Mountain.
Lu Li gazed into the distance, his sight spanning across many spaces, and beyond the Ten Thousand Mountains, he had a panoramic view of Gushan City.
The air flow fluctuated slightly, and a white figure condensed from the void.
He was an extremely handsome young man, with long hair standing upright, a white brocade robe, and a green jade hanging from his waist. His sharp eyebrows slanted up to his temples, his deep eyes glowed with a hint of green, and under his high nose bridge, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if smiling.
The handsome man and the beautiful woman make the picture pleasing to the eye.
Unfortunately, neither of them is human.
The Demon King of the North - Liu Jian.
"Liu Jian, you are late."
"I can't help it. The three mice you mentioned have arrived at my territory. As the host, I must find a way to entertain them well."
Liu Jian raised his hand and summoned Qi, which turned into a plain white folding fan. He complained, "We agreed to be little mice, but it turned out to be three fierce tigers. You didn't explain yourself clearly, and you almost sent yourself to me."
Lu Li sneered when he heard this: "Don't talk nonsense. If you want to leave, no one can stop you. How about the three of them? Did they not alert the enemy?"
"No, I led the three of them to the territory of Prisoner Dragon. Calculating the time, several monsters under Prisoner Dragon must have been killed." Liu Li shook his fan, with a humble look on his face as if he was doing good deeds without leaving a name.
Qiulong is another one of the four demon kings in the north. He has a very ordinary relationship with Lu Li and Liu Jian. This move of diverting trouble to others is somewhat mixed with some personal grudges.
Lu Li nodded and said with a smile: "With Prisoner Dragon's temper, those three people will definitely die in Shiwan Mountain. This way, it won't be considered as alerting the enemy."
“That’s true, but are you really sure you can break Xuanlong’s dragon vein?” Liu Yu was skeptical.
The four demon kings are all extremely powerful, and they are from the demon race with strong bloodlines. They are also in the tribulation period, and are inherently more powerful than human cultivators. However, even they cannot resist the loyalty of the people, and have never had any good way to deal with Xuanlong's dragon vein formation.
"Last time, I conquered Windless City. Didn't you see it?"
Lu Lizhi was very proud: "If I can break it once, I can break it twice. This time, I will use Gushan as a starting point to cut off the golden dragon of Xuanlong's destiny. Without this line of defense, Xuanlong is nothing to be afraid of. Xiong Chu is just a piece of shit, and Wu Zhou and Qi Yan are not worth mentioning."
"Then what?"
Liu Jian put away his folding fan, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "The Holy Land of the Human Race sent an earthly envoy. You and I have no way to go up to heaven, no way to go down to earth, and are being chased everywhere?"
Lu Li frowned, very dissatisfied with Liu Li's self-deprecation.
"Don't look at me like that. The human race and the demon race have been fighting for a long time. We are all exhausted and rely on hatred to support each other. I feel that my life is very happy now. After Gushan City is conquered, you will lead a million demon soldiers to the south, and I will continue to guard my one acre and three mu of land."
Liu Jian slowly and unhurriedly described his ambitions as a demon. Seeing Lu Li's fierce eyes, he said indifferently, "Don't mention any important tasks to me. The Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom is in a mess now. It is possible that it will perish due to internal strife. What messy tasks, they say they will benefit future generations, but in fact they are just diverting conflicts. How can a group of insects who only know how to fight for power have the qualifications to give orders to me? Do you really think you are the Demon King?"
Hearing this, Lu Li was silent. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said, "In this case, after Gushan City is conquered, I will lead my army south, and you will continue to guard your ancestral land."
"For me, let's just forget it."
Liu Jian waved his folding fan and said, "Don't underestimate the human race. You can't defeat Xuan Long alone."
After saying that, he saw that Lu Li was unmoved, so he sighed and shook his head repeatedly.
It would be enough to just do a perfunctory job on the task assigned by the superiors. The demons are also cultivators, and what cultivators seek is immortality, not disasters. If Lu Li does not listen to the advice, he will die at the hands of human cultivators sooner or later.
Liu Jian looked into the distance, wondering in which battle Lu Li would die. After thinking about it, he realized that he might not even be able to set foot outside of Xuanlong's territory.
"Liu Jian, where is your army and your demon general?"
"No, only this king."
"… "
Lu Li didn't say anything, just stared at Liu Jian, who fanned himself slightly and said proudly, "With me here, I can defeat thousands of troops. That's enough."
Lu Li closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and a rolling cloud of evil spread out behind him, roaring in the sky in an instant.
In the pitch-black clouds, the hundred thousand demons looked like fluorescent flames, one after another, so densely packed that it made one's scalp tingle.
There are also ten powerful demon generals, each of whom has special visions and all of them are of extraordinary bloodline.
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"kill!"
In the mountains and valleys, the sounds of killing were deafening.
The earth suddenly trembled, and in the thick demonic aura, dots of murderous eyes appeared one after another, and the violent black air covered the scorching sun in the sky like a curtain.
All over the canyon, tens of thousands of demons were waving weapons and flags, and murderous auras were rushing to the top, turning into a large semicircular bowl falling down from the sky.
Bathed in lightning, a barrier blocks off one side, cutting off any connection with the outside world.
Lu Bei didn't know much about the monsters. The monster he was most familiar with was his eldest brother, Fox Three, who was mean and would hum for a long time after being punched. Although he didn't understand the mystery of the monster formation, he knew that he had fallen into a trap. Dugu killed monsters without blinking an eye and was full of hatred. The monsters specially set up a circle for them.
It’s pretty good, definitely written by Lu Li.
boom!!!
The void shook, and a huge figure tore through space, emerging above the sky, casting a terrifying shadow over Lu Bei and the other two.
"Why did that human cultivator massacre the demons in the land ruled by the Dragon Prisoner King?"
“Hehehehe—”
Dugu's eyes turned bloodshot, and he instantly entered the mode of not recognizing anyone. He flew straight into the sky with a sword in hand. The blood-stained light carried an infinite edge, splitting the figure into two.
Lu Bei frowned slightly, took out the Picture of a Hundred Monsters in the Ten Thousand Mountains, spread it out and looked at it with Mu Lichen.
"Master, you've come to the wrong place. Prisoner Dragon is another demon king." Mu Lichen pointed at the Picture of Hundred Demons. In the picture, Prisoner Dragon appeared as a burly man, very different from Lu Li.
Lu Bei was speechless. Dugu must be extremely gifted to be able to get so lost.
"metropolitan?"
“Forget it, since we are here, let’s find out what level the demon king is at first.” Lu Bei raised his eyebrows and said in a voice transmission, “If we can’t defeat him, let Dugu stay behind to cover the rear. Remember to run fast and don’t let him down.”
Mu Lichen nodded, thinking that it should be so.
In the rolling evil spirit, the huge shadow was swept away, revealing the mountains and peaks. Behind the portal that was as high as the sky, a huge black shadow sat on a stone seat. The huge pressure and the howling evil wind made Lu Bei and Mu Lichen feel uneasy.
Lu Bei: Is it possible to arrange Dugu to be the rear guard now
Mu Lichen: All is subject to the Sect Master’s instructions.
It is still unknown at this moment whether the huge black shadow is the Demon King Prison Dragon, but its demonic aura is rising to the sky, like a tsunami, and endless demonic winds are pressing down in an instant, with extremely violent power like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth. It is definitely a powerful being in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
If this wasn't the Dragon Prisoner, Lu Bei would turn around and leave. He would never easily set foot in Xuanlong within three or five versions.
Without waiting for Lu Bei to speak, Dugu displayed his professional qualities as the rear guard, holding the sword in the air, and using the method of unity of man and sword, he turned into a red meteor and rushed straight towards the black shadow behind the door.
At this moment, Dugu has gone mad and does not know what fear is. He knows whether he can win or not by fighting first.
“Arrogant!”
"I'll kill him!!"
The huge black shadow did not move, and the demon generals on the left and right strode out. One demon struck the sky, breaking the space into two parts, and the other demon stepped on the earth and pulled up a pitch-black cliff thousands of feet high on the spot.
Two monsters blocked Dugu's way, one above and one below. The latter laughed wildly towards the sky, and the long sword in his hand disturbed the hazy space. His blood and energy overturned the monster cloud, and he cut off the two monster bodies. The sword broke through the void and slashed towards the black shadow on the stone seat.
“Nice sword.”
The sound of thunder resounded, and a black palm covered the sky and came down, wrapped in rolling evil clouds, knocking Dugu down to the mortal world in mid-air.
Then, a huge figure stepped out of the door, and a man with flamboyant purple hair revealed his true appearance.
The Demon King of the North - Prisoner Dragon.
"Luckily it's me, not some random person, otherwise there's really no way I can beat him."
Lu Bei heaved a sigh of relief and suppressed the Great Yantian in Mu Lichen's hand. "It's just a little demon, why should Master make a big fuss? You wait here, I will be back soon."
Without waiting for Mu Lichen to speak, he turned into golden light and stepped into the air.
At this time, Dugu pulled out his head that was stuck in the ruins, patted the dust on his forehead, and like Mu Lichen, was stopped by a figure with demonic aura rising into the sky.
“You are just entering the fusion stage, and there are not many human cultivators who are as brave as you. Tell me your name, and I will not kill nameless souls.” Prisoner Dragon looked at Lu Bei indifferently, thinking of his courage, and gave him a chance to tell his name.
"Lu Bei."
"die!"
The prisoner dragon raised his arm, and the rolling sound waves shook the void. The palm of the demonic cloud that covered the sky pressed down, covering a point of firefly-like white light like a sky curtain.
"cut!"
The scorching white beam tore open the sky, and the golden light moved up and reached the prisoner dragon in an instant.
The five fingers that were clenched in the air were clenched into a fist, which was filled with boundless sharpness and was imprinted on the slowly surprised face of the prisoner dragon.
Boom boom—
The white light spread for thousands of miles, exploding into a pillar of dust in the distant sky.
Lu Bei blew the dust off his fist and exclaimed, "What good eyesight! He can actually keep up with my swordsmanship. Is this the demon king in the Tribulation Crossing Stage? Too scary."