Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

When he said this, the one who cooperated with him was the Supreme Demon Venerable who stood aside and waited eagerly - Fu Yuanzhi had never seen a soul so excited after being eaten, and he was a bit at a loss for what to say.

But Soul Eater is very simple, Soul Eater's skills don't even need special learning, just like a baby knows how to eat and fill his stomach without special learning.

It's just that Fu Yuanzhi felt for the first time that maybe what happened in the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave that year was not as simple as he remembered. It may not be clear who it devoured.

There is no soul nail on this piece of Mozun's soul, so it is very convenient to eat without spit out nails, and the taste is very good, like eating raw fish sashimi, it is fragrant and smooth.

good to eat!

In this memory of the Demon Lord, he saw "himself" falling from the sky, and the thunderous sword light of the Lord Yunmeng split him from the nine heavens. Wind and thunder.

The memory is still moving forward, he was very surprised to see the master of Yunmeng leaping down from the clouds, like a lone crane with spread wings, the crane's wings spread lightly, and flew down from the air lightly and gracefully, the wind supported him, like surrounded by The son of the wind, and his eyes are no longer only unpredictable sky light, he lowered his head, the center of his pupils reflected the fallen Demon Lord, his figure was the only one who was flawless in the blood that was pouring out of the sky.

He stepped on the chest of the Supreme Demon Lord, and the blade of Zhanxue fell down, pointing at his throat.

But the point of Fu Yuanzhi is——

It turns out that 1 years ago, Shizun didn't like wearing shoes!

He stepped on the body of the Supreme Demon Lord and fell straight down from the sky. His figure was like the will of heaven, and his bare toes touched the Demon Lord's heart, so the Demon Lord's heart was struggling violently and beating fast. .

Master's toes are beautiful!

In his memory, Fu Yuanzhi heard himself still grinning when he was seriously injured and said: "I heard that there was a cold-faced and heartless crown prince in Xianchao, who even overthrew his own court. I thought it was the kind of dictatorship and Cold-blooded and boring, he is no different from those nobles from aristocratic families, the self-proclaimed Tianyan Protoss, and the nobles of longevity."

The immortal who stepped on his heart was a little surprised, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Do you know that I am a member of the Heavenly Family?"

"Hey, the choice of the Demon Lord in the Demon Sect also depends on intelligence, not just on who can eat the most! I am half of the disciples who have swallowed the top ten disciples in Central Continent, but who asked them to lift my bed when I was sleeping! I Besides eating souls, I can do many things!" Mozun yelled while spitting blood, as if clarifying this point was more important than dealing with his serious injuries.

"In this world, if you are really a casual cultivator from Yunzhou, how can you have such a cultivation level as you?"

"You're right." For the first time, the Lord Yunmeng agreed to the words of his mortal enemy ten thousand years ago, but the Lord Yunmeng still said, "So I don't want a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years to still depend on family background and birth." decides everything.”]

His eyes seemed to pass through the dust and clouds, looking towards the endless future.

"I hope that one day, there will no longer be humble disciples who grovel in exchange for meager resources in the world. I hope that there will no longer be big sects who dare to bully others. I hope that every ordinary child can grow freely according to their own will."

Because of this, Mozun let out bursts of uncontrollable ridicule.

"But that's too troublesome. You can't make everyone think that way, because there are only so many opportunities, and the powerful families who hold power today will not be happy to see Taoists who are born in the mortal world have the ability to compete with them. Besides, even if you succeed , those who were born in the mortal world and grew up from a poor family, those guys have gained power, how do you know that they will not be more lawless than today's aristocratic families?" Mozun said, and suggested with a smile, "It's better to be subdued one by one. , tell them to shut up obediently and just listen to me."

Lord Yunmeng looked down: "So, you want to be the Supreme Demon Lord, the Lord of the whole world?"

"You were also the prince, don't you want the whole world to submit to your Yunmeng?"

"Do not want to."

Master Yunmeng's answer was very straightforward. He joked casually, "Yunzechuan in eight hundred miles has already given me a headache. In the whole world, you are going to exhaust me to death."

They fell all the way, and even chatted all the way, they didn't look like old enemies in the fierce battle of life and death.

Mozun raised his hand, gently touched the foot on his heart, and taking advantage of the other person's surprise and no response, he had to make an inch, holding the ankle, rubbing the ankle bone back and forth with his fingertips, turning it around from time to time Er, causing slight tremors on the delicate skin, Zhanxue's blade was not stopped for a moment, and directly pierced the demon's throat.

But Lord Yunmeng didn't draw out his knife, let alone withdraw his foot.

There is a large piece of nothingness in the middle. Fu Yuanzhi felt lost in this ancient memory. When he came back to his senses, he saw the remnant soul of Lord Yunmeng in the enchantment showing a similar expression.

Although gratifying, there is a little sadness.

"If he is willing to stop, if he is willing to give up his ambition to dominate the world, stop enslaving Taoists and harming mortals, I will not dismantle his demon soul." The Lord of Yunmeng said.

"I know that the world is difficult and people's hearts are sinister, but I still want to give it a try."

So Fu Yuanzhi silently wrote down a note in his heart.

"Are you laughing at me too?"

The people in the enchantment turned their heads slightly, showing a shallow and mournful smile.

"No." Fu Yuanzhi shook his head, "I don't have your ambition, I just want to follow you."

The sky in the secret realm is getting darker and darker. It's not that the clouds are drooping, but that the whole sky is windless and cloudless, but it has lost its blue color a little bit, turning into a dull, cold gray, emitting a cold light like metal.

Lanxing City shed its hypocritical coat, and no longer pretended to be a paradise. It became a machine, cold and unpopular. Overwhelm him with numbers.

But Lehenxing did not fall into a disadvantage.

Because the puppet who controls these institutions is just a mortal. This mortal may be proficient in hagana and can make the mechanism so subtle that no one has ever done it before, but he doesn't know that the difference in the mind-cultivation skills among the Taoists makes the attack methods of the Taoists also different. Should change.

——For example, a alchemist raised the alchemy furnace and charged with the sword cultivator beside him, which seemed very amateurish.

The alchemy furnace does look heavy, but in terms of killing people and seeing blood, a bladed sword is more useful. At that time, two groups of mortals picked up bricks and fought at the entrance of the village?

So if it weren't for the large number of people and the fearlessness of death, Lehenxing should have the upper hand.

There was a muffled rumbling sound from the ground, Master Lingji's stiff face showed a trace of displeasure, the expression was so obvious, even though the corners of his mouth were stiff and his skin was unresponsive, it accurately expressed this meaning.

He patted the armrest of the seat and said angrily, "Trash!"

The pipes on the ground are like layers of huge spider webs, extending in all directions, summoning all the puppet Taoists connected to this vein, and the city of Lanxing City made a screeching sound of glaring, and eight star-lanning boats flew up from the back of the city , They flew in the air, like eight mobile fortresses, opened several black holes from the side of the wooden hull, and there were faint fires flickering inside.

So Mr. Lingji ordered and waved his arms arrogantly, and the star boats fired gunfire in a uniform order, and the ground was exploded. Seeing this emotion, Mr. Lingji said proudly:

"Blow him up!"

The demons circled among them, and the cannon fire of the star boat was spiritual power cannon fire, not the ordinary bombs used by ordinary people to mine mountains and mines, so he couldn't take his head and wait for death, but the Taoist who rushed forward like a tsunami, another A person who is not afraid of the demagogic trick of the Demon Sect.

——This is a city of one man. It is useless to fight against the weapons in the city. Only by defeating the lord of the city can we truly win the victory.

So Lehenxing flashed a few attacks, and shouted loudly: "I know why you are so obsessed with hagana, aren't you just unwilling to be reconciled to the fate of life, old age, sickness and death? We are actually the same!"

Master Lingji sneered, so Lehenxing continued to shout: "We are from the same road, we should cooperate!"

"With you?" Young Master Lingji disdainfully.

"Yes! Although I come from a famous family, my family completely treats me as a tool. They destroy my foundation of Taoism, force me into a demon, and make me wither and become what I am today!" Le Chen Xing said, "If it were you, what would you do?"

"Kill them all."

"Yes! That's it!" Lehenxing said, "I made the same choice as you! Why should I be treated as a tool without thinking? No one in this world can save me, only myself! But you and I Everyone is single and weak, I deal with various magic sects and families, and I will be discovered if I am not careful, but you, forgive me, although you control a city and seem to be the overlord of one side, but that is only because Those who come here are all small sects, once the big sect notices you, you don’t need a true immortal ancestor, just a direct disciple, you and your city will be lost!"

"You bullshit!"

"I am sincere!"

As Lehenxing said, there was a little hesitation in the rigid attacks of those Taoists.

So he continued: "Your good fortune is much better than many Taoists. You and I join forces, and I have connections with the magic and Taoism. Coupled with your talent, you will no longer be limited to one city. You will become the master of the world!"

Master Lingji's face was gloomy, and his fingers rubbed back and forth on the carvings on the armrest of his chair.

"You give me the soul of the Demon Lord, and I will absorb the magic power. When I unify the Demon Gate, I will be the Supreme Demon Lord, and then we can level the Taoist Gate together. Do you know that there is a Yunmeng Tiangong in the Taoist Gate? Yunmeng Tiangong's The master is the expert who suppressed the soul of the demon king in the secret realm. His name is worshiped by almost every Taoist. Think about it, if you can replace him in the future, change the Yunmeng Tiangong to your Lingji Tiangong , what kind of scenery should it be?"

Lehenxing followed the temptation carefully, pressing every step of the way, but every sentence was an extremely beautiful idea: "No one can stop us, I am in the magic gate, and the Taoist gate belongs to you. You have been in the secret realm for thousands of years, so you must know it yourself!" , you don’t know anything about the situation outside today, but I, I have lived in all kinds of magic and Taoism, I can teach you! Once we join forces, it will be—”

"Yunmeng Tiangong..." Young Master Lingji repeated in a low voice, and suddenly said it loudly again, "Yunmeng Tiangong?"

"Ok?"

He suddenly stood up, laughed and said, "I know. I just entered the secret realm, that Demon Lord bewitched me, thinking that he could manipulate me for his use. He mentioned Yunmeng Tiangong, and I have already drained my soul in this secret realm." The remnant soul of Li is the soul of your master Yunmeng, hahahahaha... In this way, I have long been the master of the world!"

"!"

Lehenxing was furious, only to hear Young Master Lingji say indifferently: "I don't need your help, you'd better give your soul obediently."

"You're looking for death! It's you who obediently taught the Demon Lord's soul!"

Seeing that the negotiation failed, Lehenxing was also furious, waving the black gauze all over his body, and from time to time, unsuspecting Lejia Taoists came, and they were directly sucked dry by Lehenxing. With the increase of power absorption, Lehenxing Xing's withered flesh regained its luster little by little, and he became that handsome young man again. He tore off the black veil on his body and sneered:

"Come on, I want to see what ability you have to keep those souls."

During the confrontation between the two sides, there was a sudden chuckle.

"You can transform it into magic power immediately after you suck it?"

Lehenxing looked up in surprise, and Master Lingji was also surprised, and Miaokong, who was huddled in an unknown corner, was delighted.

She yelled: "Oh, brother devil! You've come!"

Fu Yuanzhi stood halfway up the mountain, his hands condensed with demon energy, and transformed into a blood-colored long sword—it was the demon sword of the Supreme Demon Lord in his memory.

He tilted his head and said innocently: "Oh, why can't I absorb the power immediately after eating the soul, I have to waste a lot of time laughing."

——Except for the soul of the Supreme Demon Lord.

He walked down the mountain step by step, a distance of one thousand meters, within a few steps, within an instant.

Fu Yuanzhi held the magic sword Phantom, stood opposite them, and said, "Yunmeng Tiangong is also the one you bastards dare to talk about?"

Master Lingji jumped up against the table and shouted: "Who are you!"

A wave of demonic energy was like a flying dragon, and it rushed over in an instant. The Taoist next to him rushed out and blocked for Young Master Lingji. , the flesh and blood withered, while the modified metal and wood in the body fell down one after another, making a clanging sound.

The Taoist's soul fell into Fu Yuanzhi's hands, he squeezed it, swallowed his saliva, and stuffed it into the space ring.

——I promised my master, I can’t eat it, I have to take it out!

"Who are you!" Even Lehenxing was astonished, his face was still the familiar face of his roommate, but he realized that if he could become a devil, why couldn't the other party.

Who am I is a good question.

Fu Yuanzhi posed proudly, according to the long-planned plan, puffed up his chest, and answered loudly:

"I am the eldest disciple of Yunmeng Tiangong, the beloved disciple of Lord Yunmeng, Fu Yuanzhi!"