Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Jin Jia, who had missed an opportunity, immediately considered whether to go to the Supreme level or the Quasi-Senior level. It seemed that there was no need to consider it. No matter how strong the skeleton of the Seventh Demon Lord was, it was still a skeletal frame. At this moment, he should choose to be a skeletal frame rationally, but he was still afraid of it. Looking at Wu Lei and Baiyan.

I saw Bai Yan looking at Jin Jia with a raised brow, his eyes full of covetous expression, and he glanced back and forth at the rest of his body.

"It's too much to bully others, bully others..." Jin Jia pretended to attack Bai Yan.

Pretending to be very similar, he swung a powerful blow and prepared to dodge and escape again. Before he finished speaking, the idea of ​​​​escape was stillborn. He had not yet realized it and could only interrupt the idea because a slender black shadow pressed down from his head. Next, whistling up was the ancient long stick held by the corpse of the Seventh Demon Lord.

The golden armor with missing legs suddenly accelerated and broke away from the Seventh Demon Lord's attack lock. Several swords flew out, and the light burst out, hiding his figure. The swords and swords were facing Wu Lei and the withered skeleton respectively. He thought, as long as If you can hold off for a moment, you will have a chance.

The escape route was all prepared, and his body was about to start, but could only silently stop again.

Because the Throne of Bones was right in front of him, he seemed to have predicted his thoughts.

At this moment, he began to secretly curse the old demon who was full of demonic energy but always called himself Immortal. At the same time, he also cursed the extremely cruel but powerful Beiyu Demon Lord from head to toe, making him If you don't come to stop Wu Lei yourself, if you don't do it for the sake of "tyranny", who the hell would play with them, they are a bunch of bastards.

He didn't even tell himself that Wu Lei had a quasi-respectable helper, so he asked himself to deliver food, two old silver coins, don't give yourself a chance, otherwise...

This time he failed to stop Wu Lei, but was directly dumped, which made him feel extremely frustrated.

They were all Demon Lords, and Wu Lian's attitude made him feel a strong sense of contempt. Their cultivation levels shouldn't be so different, and even if they were one against three, they shouldn't be unable to fight back.

One is a Demon Lord, plus two quasi-lords, so he is allowed to rest. This is unreasonable. What is wrong with him?

He was not given too much time to express his feelings.

Bai Lian came back, and the stick shadow reappeared. He found that playing space skills in front of Wu Lei, who was gifted with space, was simply a waste of life-saving means.

Demon Lord Wu Lei said with a smile: "Surrender and lose half of it, otherwise I will wait for you and I will not knock you out of the turtle shell, even if your golden armor is strong enough today!"

"Wuliang, you bully the small with your big one."

"If you don't surrender, I'll kill you and then I'll explain to you."

The golden armor dodges left and right, and the parts on its body are getting smaller and smaller. All the parts under the chest and abdomen have been removed. If it doesn't explode, today may really be "explained" here.

His whole body tensed up, and there was still a glimmer of hope hidden in the determination in his eyes. A determined voice roared out of his mouth: "Let's die together!"

"boom"

The remaining ten sword blades and the remaining golden armor self-destructed at the same time. A pressure that made the demon world tremble radiated. The energy compressed to the extreme was suddenly detonated, forcing Wu Lei thousands of feet away. The core of the self-destruction sucked one piece at a time. An unstoppable energy bombarded and exploded, and the will oppressed the entire Eastern Demonic Land.

At this moment, the demons in the demon land only feel a fear coming from their bones. This is the momentum of the death of the venerable, and the pressure of the soul of the venerable's demise, like the wrath of the gods, coercing the world.

Purple light appeared in the white eyes, synchronizing thoughts with Wu Lei. Purple lightning and white light surrounded Wu Lei and rushed straight to the core of the explosion.

"The golden cicada sheds its shell, haha..."

"grumble"

"Uncle, you are wasting my fine golden armor and sword, you are dead." Wu Lei said angrily.

I saw a white light flashing in her right hand, and in the white light there was a creature the size of a mosquito, buzzing and chirping.

"A set of golden armor!" said the mosquito golden armored demon.

"If you think this way, just wait to be tortured day and night. I happen to have some thunderous skills." Wu Lei chuckled.

"Two sets of gold armor?"

The white eyes emitted purple lightning and jumped back and forth in the thunder. From time to time, he looked at the mosquito-like golden-armored demon king, and the threat was self-evident.

Jin Jia, who only had one thought left, was a little scared. The Demon Lord Wu Lei was famous for being moody, stingy and greedy for money. He was extremely cruel and violent to his enemies. He would lose a few taels every time he saw her. This was why he dared to trouble her.

"Just tell me how much ransom is required. I don't have enough brain capacity."

"One hundred sets of golden armor, ten thousand sets of sword stands, and all the swords." Wu Lei said with narrowed eyes.

"Haha... your price has increased too fast."

Wu Lei and Bai Yan conspired for a while, then turned to Jin Jia's divine thoughts again and said, "You should only have eight divine thoughts left. The price will definitely be different for each missing one."

When it came to reducing the spiritual thoughts, Jin Jia became angry and shouted loudly: "It's not you, it's not you, you have destroyed two of my spiritual thoughts, I only have a few spiritual thoughts, and you are the only one who has destroyed them." two!"

"twelve!"

Jin Jia was frightened and asked in a trembling voice: "How did you know?"

"You told me when you destroyed the first divine thought!"

"You have been stabbed a thousand times without distinction, can you still be considered a demon? Do you have a little bit of demonic nature? You are more cunning and calculating than humans, harming others without benefiting yourself. Do you have the slightest sense of responsibility in the demon world that shares the same hatred with the enemy? We are a family."

Wu Lei smacked his lips and replied directly: "No. Also, I don't chat with enemies who don't have enough brain capacity. Please tell me whether you agree or not. Don't waste my time. I have more important things to do."

The golden armor glared at each other and said: "Two sets of golden armor and five sets of sword stands."

"Deal, when will you be sent to the devil's land and when will you be free?"

"Knocked by a thousand knives!"

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Jin Jia was flustered by the countdown and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Wait for you to send a message to me, otherwise I will keep you in vain? I forgot to remind you that I will add one more set of sword stands every day I take you in." Demon Lord Wu Lei explained kindly, and then continued to count: "Three, two, one..."

After saying that, he nodded to Bai Yan, handed over the divine thought that imprisoned the Golden Armored Demon Lord to Bai Yan and said: "Please treat me well, a sword stand will be set every day, don't miss this opportunity."

"suffer……"

…………

"Uncle Tun, I have a question for you?" Wu Hao stepped forward.

Tun Nian looked at Wu Hao with some admiration. The bruise on his nose and face had not faded yet, and he was about to commit suicide again. With a wave of his hand, a mental cage rose out of thin air, bound him inside, and dragged him into the ground.

"I knew you, you old fool, were still thinking about me, I..."

The sound of urns and urns resounded underground. Although it was muffled, it could still be heard clearly by experts like Tun Nian.Moreover, he is also a master of spiritual consciousness. Even without using his powers, he can know what this little bastard wants to ask by observing his words and expressions.

"Mosuo, who do you think you are looking for to be one of the guardians of the Heavenly Way in the Demon Realm? By choosing such a master, aren't you afraid of breaking the inheritance?" Old Man Tunnian asked.

Mosuo shook his body at will and said in his heart: "I didn't choose it. He bumped into it himself. You can't see through it. You think I can do it. You are just afraid that Ke Le's teachings are inhumane. , don’t make any insinuations, ask yourself what you want to know, I don’t know anything.”