I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"what happened!"

The fourth devil prince Si noticed the powerful and terrifying fluctuations behind him, turned his head abruptly, and saw that it was a sword soul bursting out, his face changed suddenly.

The sword soul was obviously coming towards him.

But in today's ancient battlefield, there are demons under his command everywhere. How could anyone dare to kill him?

"Young master, it's dangerous!"

And the demon controlling the censer sensed the danger and hurriedly yelled.

Under his control, the incense burner no longer suppressed Bu Youxuan, but stood in front of the Fourth Demon Prince Si, emitting a dark light, quite terrifying.

Wanting to resist the sword soul that exploded.

"No matter who you are, if you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability!"

The fourth devil prince Si also shouted coldly.

Devil energy gushed out of his body, and quickly condensed in front of him, forming a barrier that was as black as ink, extremely thick.

With the powerful incense burner in front of him, and the barrier he condensed, he is 100% sure that he can resist the sword spirit.

And at this moment, the thunderous sword soul that burst out from afar has arrived.

"Crack!"

In an instant, the incense burner was penetrated by the sword soul.

And after the sword soul pierced through the incense burner, it carried the shattered fragments of the incense burner and continued to blast towards the fourth devil prince Si.

"what!"

The fourth devil prince Si was shocked. He did not expect that the sword soul was so terrifying, and the incense burner was an artifact of a strong man in the Tiangang realm in the place of trial.

Although the grade is not high, the material is extremely hard. He thought it would be enough to resist the sword spirit, but he didn't expect it to be penetrated instantly.

"Pfft..."

And when the fourth devil prince Si was shocked, the sword soul directly penetrated his chest.

There was a brief silence between heaven and earth.

All the demons were frozen in mid-air, their eyes widened, full of shock and disbelief.

None of them thought that they were about to suppress Bu Youxuan, and went back to find the fourth demon king to recover their eyesight, but suddenly a sword appeared and killed their young master in seconds.

"Huh..."

And at this moment, a figure in the distant sky has already flew over.

In an instant, she appeared beside Bu Youxuan.

"You...how did you come here?"

Seeing Qin Feng, Bu Youxuan, who was already in despair, was surprised at first, and then said worriedly: "The Fourth Demon King is just outside the ancient battlefield. If he finds you, he will be in danger."

Although Qin Feng showed great strength last time, he suppressed the two demon kings by himself.

But the strength of the fourth demon king was even stronger, far above those two demon kings. She felt that Qin Feng was no match for the fourth demon king at all, and he would die if he was discovered.

"Take this healing pill first."

Qin Feng said indifferently: "As for the fourth demon king, we will talk about it later."

This time he came to the trial ground, but he was prepared to kill all the demon kings together, so how could he care about a small fourth demon king.

Moreover, when he quietly entered the ancient battlefield just now, he had already met the fourth demon king. If it wasn't because he wanted to save Bu Youxuan and didn't want to waste time, he would have killed him now.

Seeing that Qin Feng was not worried about the existence of the Fourth Demon King at all, Bu Youxuan was anxious, but she hurriedly took the healing elixir.

"Are you the guy who suppressed the Ninth Demon King and the others?!"

At this moment, the many evil spirits around saw Qin Feng's appearance clearly, and they were all horrified.

"It's fine if you dare to come to the ancient battlefield to save Bu Youxuan, but you dare to kill the young master. The Fourth Demon King will definitely not let you go!"

They were extremely angry, gnashing their teeth.

Because they failed to protect the young master well, they would definitely be punished heavily after they returned, and even their lives would be lost in the end. Now they hate Qin Feng to the bone.

"It's really noisy."

Qin Feng frowned.

The nine-story demon tower was sacrificed directly.

Under his Bing Zi Mi's control, the powerful suction released by the nine-story demon tower not only sucked in all the demons led by the fourth demon prince's descendants.

Many demons who came after hearing the news and didn't know what happened were all sucked in.

They were all demons, not demons, and they were all crushed into demonic energy after entering, and they didn't even have time to make a scream.

After these demons were suppressed, the place was restored to cleanliness.

Qin Feng landed on the ground with Bu Youxuan.

"Heal your wounds first!"

Qin Feng said lightly: "I will take you out later."

Bu Youxuan wanted to persuade Qin Feng to leave, but Qin Feng insisted, and she could only heal quickly.

"System, help me sign in at the ancient battlefield."

Seeing Bu Youxuan began to meditate to heal his injuries, Qin Feng said calmly.

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully signed in and obtained the mutilated Dark Scythe!"

The voice of the system without emotional fluctuations rang in Qin Feng's ears.

At the same time, in the system space, there was an extra simple, pitch-black scythe with ancient runes all over its handle.

The Dark Scythe lay quietly in the system space, like a magical weapon used by the god of death to harvest life.

"Isn't this a sacred weapon? Why does it feel like there is a divine charm?"

Qin Feng murmured.

He then checked the specific information of the Dark Sacred Scythe.

It was found that it did not show the rank of the weapon, but only said that its weapon spirit had been seriously damaged, and it had to be warmed up slowly if it wanted to recover.

"Is the weapon spirit seriously damaged?"

Qin Feng frowned.

For a high-grade weapon, the spirit of the weapon is equivalent to the spiritual consciousness of the practitioner.

If the damage is serious, the power will drop dramatically.

After that, he didn't take the Dark Scythe to heart any more, and looked at Bu Youxuan who was healing.

.......

At the same time, outside the ancient battlefield, a nearly two-foot-tall figure with a cold light and a sense of oppression stood on the top of a mountain, staring indifferently at the ancient battlefield ahead.

He is the fourth Demon King of the Trial Land, with a terrifying cultivation base, he has reached the peak of the sixth heaven of the Martial Domain Realm.

Same as the Seraph General under the command of the first Demon King, he was born with a strong body, and he was superior to the practitioners of the same level. Even without using any spiritual energy, he could easily kill the Ninth Demon King.

It's just that although the fourth demon king has a strong cultivation base, he doesn't dare to enter the ancient battlefield.

He didn't know what kind of danger would arise inside.

It would be fine if he was injured by a random thunderbolt, he was afraid of encountering the legendary thunderstorm.

At that time, I don't know how to die.