The Demon Flame King suddenly raised his head and said calmly, "Give me back the Blazing Sky Bell. Aren't you afraid that I will lock you up in the Blazing Sky Bell?"
Liu Feng shook his head and said, "If I were afraid, I wouldn't give it back to you. I believe you wouldn't do that!"
"Do you trust me so much?" King Mo Yan looked at Liu Feng in surprise, "I am a person with many uncertainties!"
The words of the Demon Flame King made Liu Feng a little surprised. Should he believe him? Liu Feng also began to doubt himself.
Silence, the surroundings suddenly became silent. Liu Feng seemed to be waiting for the choice of King Mo Yan. If King Mo Yan wanted to play any tricks, the sword in Liu Feng's hand would kill him in the shortest time.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the Demon Flame Sky Bell splashed sparks. Liu Feng couldn't help but tremble. In an instant, the surroundings of the Demon Flame Valley were engulfed in a sea of fire again.
"Looking for death!" Liu Feng's eyes were like torches, ready to strike at any time.
"Boss, I'm finally out!" Dandan's voice suddenly came to my ears again, and I saw a fire phoenix tumbling in the sea of fire.
The Demon Flame King laughed and said, "It was just a little joke!"
"You're kidding me like this? You're looking for death!" Liu Feng shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand had already stabbed at the Demon Flame King. The sword silently and with powerful momentum blasted towards the Demon Flame King. In a flash, the sword was pointing at the Demon Flame King's throat. The distance between the sword and the throat was only a millimeter. If Liu Feng added a little more force, the Demon Flame King would probably die.
Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from the forehead of the Demon Flame King.
Liu Feng suddenly put away his sword and said with a smile: "It was just a little joke!"
King Mo Yan took a deep breath and regretted that he had just joked with Liu Feng. He didn't expect that the retribution would come so quickly.
Liu Feng suddenly asked calmly: "Do you want to stay here or come with me?"
"Go with you? Great, I'm willing to go with you!" King Mo Yan shouted, with a bright smile on his face.
Liu Feng and the Demon Flame King walked out of the Demon Flame Valley side by side. Without the Demon Flame King, the Demon Flame Valley was no longer filled with lava and flint as before. It had become no different from an ordinary canyon.
After leaving the Devil Flame Valley for a long distance, the Devil Flame King suddenly asked, "Where are we going?"
Liu Feng said: "Spiritualism!"
The Demon Flame King suddenly turned pale and his legs began to tremble.
Liu Feng asked in confusion: "King Mo Yan, what's wrong with you? Do you have a grudge against the Spiritual Cult?"
"Because of the robbery in the Demon Flame Valley, the conflict between me and the Spiritual Cult has been going on for a long time. If I go there, won't they tear me into pieces?"
Liu Feng said: "You asked for it! If you don't want to go, I will drag you there!"
"No, don't be so cruel!" The Demon Flame King seemed extremely nervous and even stopped.
"Let's go?" Liu Feng pushed King Mo Yan towards the Spiritual Pavilion where the Spiritual Cult was located.
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Not far from the Spiritual Pavilion, there is a river called the Tianmo River. The Tianmo River starts from the Tianmo Peak, the highest peak in the Demon Realm, and ends at the Youmo Valley, the deepest valley in the Demon Realm. The river is turbulent and fierce. There are two people standing on each side of the river. The gorgeous woman in a white gown is Gongsun Huaibing, the leader of the Spiritual Religion.
On the other side, the person facing Gongsun Huaibing was Xiao Xilou, the new leader of the Tiandi Sect. Xiao Xilou seemed to be in his twenties or thirties, dressed in a long green robe, with a look of gentlemanly decency and pride.
Xiao Xilou said, "Does your Tongling Sect and my Tiandi Sect have to fight to the death?"
Gongsun Huai snorted coldly, "Stop pretending to be nice to me. Either we end this today, or I will let the Spiritual Cult slaughter your Tiandi Sect in the future!"
The two men stood on both sides of the Tianmo River respectively. The rushing water of the Tianmo River made a deafening noise, but it could not suppress the conversation between the two men at all.
(End of this chapter)