Xianjun, please calm down

Facts have proved that Mozun was too happy. Xing Zhao's spirit is not because he has adapted to the Demon Palace, but because he has hope of escaping.

He is a person who can live with the situation and survive like a weed, but this environment is definitely not in the magic palace.

There are countless adversities in his life, but he never accepts his fate. He has his own beliefs, and he will never be willing to be trapped in the magic palace forever. People are the same, there is indeed nothing to do, but since that serious injury, although the Demon Lord fastened the iron chain on him again, but for some reason, he only buckled his ankle. It is possible to move.

This gave Xing Zhao an opportunity to take advantage of. As a casual cultivator, he learned a lot. He not only pondered various strange exercises, but also delved into mechanism techniques.

His agility is so fast, and he stands out among other high-level cultivators because he obtained an ancient lightness exercise in a secret realm, and combined this weak agility into the exercise he learned , resulting in unexpected results.

Perhaps many cultivators feel that time is precious, and they must be used in cultivation to be the right way, and they sneer at those unorthodox exercises and ingenious tricks, but Xing Zhao always feels that all exercises have their reasons to be passed down , Acquired, there will always be a day when it will be useful, he firmly believes that too many skills will not overwhelm him.

And mechanism technique is one of the "heretic ways" he learned. The iron buckle of the demon clan is almost tightly seamed after being buckled. The force can also operate to a certain extent. The room where he is locked is usually not guarded, and no one watches him all day. It is very quiet, and even the door of the temple is only closed and not locked.

All the time when the demon king was away, he spent all his time dealing with the lock, and after persistent research, he finally got rid of this troublesome thing.

After he escaped outside, he realized that the place where he was locked up turned out to be a side hall of the demon king's bedroom... No wonder it was so quiet.

The demon race is a species with a very strong sense of territory. In a place like the bedroom, without the permission of the demon master, even the demons cannot enter and leave at will.

Xing Zhao's cultivation base is in the stage of transforming gods, and he is also a high-level cultivator outside, but in a place like the Demon Palace, he is not too high, but he is extremely fast and good at hiding. , he was about to run out of the magic palace.

However, the Demon Palace is the gathering place of the top Demon Race. Although he is extremely concealed, he was discovered by a Demon Emperor and two Demon Lords when he was approaching the gate of the Demon Palace. More bad luck today.

However, when he fled, he was already prepared to die, and he was not afraid at this time. He simply showed his body, and he didn't even turn around to resist. He just ran out blindly, even if he died, he could run out more One step is also good, as a human cultivator, he should not die in the magic palace.

Seeing that the devil emperor was so arrogant, he was about to laugh angrily. He didn't know how a devil cultivator would come out of the devil palace, but it was always right to catch him. He slapped out his palm, intending to slap this lifeless Moxiu into meatloaf.

However, as soon as the magic breath of this palm was spit out, it was scattered from the back side, leaving only a little aftermath.

Before the devil emperor had time to get angry, he was thrown upside down by a surge of devil breath, and crashed into the distant city wall, and the gravel fell with a clatter, and the devil emperor was squirmed by this blow. He spat out a mouthful of demonic blood, but he didn't even dare to look up to see who it was, so he struggled to turn over and knelt down, his face pale with fright.

In today's world, the only one who can make him in the Demon Emperor Realm have no room to fight back is the Demon Lord.

The two demon kings who followed closely behind the demon emperor also fell on the ground one after another, not daring to vent their breath.

Although [-]% of the power of the Demon Emperor's palm had been broken, the remaining [-]% aftermath still hurt Xing Zhao's internal organs, but he didn't stop at all, and even used the momentum of this blow to directly rush Out of the magic palace.

After leaving the magic palace, he looked back.

Mozun was wearing his usual robe with dark gold patterns on a black background, and Ling Feng stood on the palace wall, watching him run away with heavy eyes.

At this moment, Xing Zhao didn't know what it was like in his heart.

He didn't know what was going on with Mozun, but it was an indisputable fact that this man had been showing mercy to his opponents, obviously he had never seen Mozun before.

It doesn't make sense to say that the Demon Lord has any special purpose. The Demon Lord is the top expert in the world, sitting in the entire Demon Realm, and he is just a small casual cultivator, a slightly outstanding spy in the human race. He can't think of himself. There is something worthy of the Demon Venerable's concern.

The journey out of the Demon Realm went smoothly, and none of the demons caught up with him. He himself did not believe that no one deliberately released the water.

It wasn't until he passed the border between humans and demons, and arrived under the city wall belonging to the human race, that the old blood that Xing Zhao had been holding back all this time spit out. His sword repair friend Biyun Master quickly spotted him, and flew directly down the city wall , Counting sword bursts to protect him and bring him back.

Back to his place of residence in Ancient Mirror City, Daoist Biyun held his arm tightly, and said in a deep voice, "You went to the Demon Realm and haven't returned for more than a year. We all thought you were in danger."

Xing Zhao was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Has it been a year...?"

Master Biyun frowned and looked at him and said, "That's right, but you're trapped? How come you don't even know the year and month?"

Xing Zhao sighed softly, and said, "Yes, I was trapped, and I escaped with great difficulty."

Daoist Biyun turned his hand and took out a healing pill and handed it to him, and said in a deep voice, "Just come back, since you have already exposed yourself in the Demon Realm, it is extremely unsafe to enter the Demon Realm again, so don't go there in the future."

Xing Zhao took the elixir and smiled and said, "Since we are on the battlefield, we naturally have to put life and death at risk, but we still have to go if there are orders."

Master Biyun said in a cold voice: "Placing life and death at risk does not mean making unnecessary sacrifices. I will ask the sect master brother to be a guarantee. In the future, you will put your name in my Guiyuanzong to see who dares to force you Re-enter the Demon Realm!"

Xing Zhao patted his friend on the shoulder lightly and said: "Although the several major sects restrain each other, the Xuanyang Sect is the leader in the end. Don't embarrass Sect Master Chongyuan because of my matter."

Master Biyun had already stood up, waved his hands and said, "You should think about your little life, it's lucky to be able to escape this time, if you go again, maybe all the bones and dregs will be buried in the Demon Realm , you rest, take good care of your wounds, don't worry about these things."

Xing Zhao looked at the door that was closed with a "snap", and couldn't help but smiled softly. This guy still looks like he doesn't have a good voice.