"It's happening, it's really happening."

In the underground palace, the demon elders are still moving treasures.

Everyone was smiling happily, and they felt closer to Qian than to their own mother.

They were happy, but the great elder of the Demon Family frowned. They used the soul search technique, but found nothing. In other words, the soul of the corpse sacrifice had Tianwu level restrictions engraved on it. It should be the corpse ancestor.

The purpose of this handwriting is to prevent the memory from being peeked. Not to mention, this restriction is really effective. The three of them worked hard for most of the day, and the corpse sacrifice was so miserable that they didn't even find out the secret.

"Zombie Ancestor, I really have you." The great elder stopped.

The second elder and the third elder coughed dryly and lost their temper due to the restriction.

Looking at the corpse sacrifice, he was already fainting. Searching for the soul with such force was no joke. His orifices were bleeding and his head was buzzing. If the three elders had tried harder, they would have turned him into a stupid person.

"Take it back first." The great elder waved his hand.

The second elder and the third elder also mean the same thing. If the soul search is ineffective, then try other methods, such as the tiger stool, pepper water, and eighteen kinds of torture tools. There is always one suitable for corpse sacrifice. At the worst, you can exchange him for a couple of coins. The corpse

The ancestors have money.

Boom! Bang!

While he was talking, he heard a sudden roar.

Listening to the noisy sound, it must be the sound of a war.

"Are there any remnants?"

The three elders stood up in a hurry and ran straight into the depths.

All the elders who were still moving the treasures also left the small underground palace and went straight there.

"Scream, let you shout."

Before seeing anyone, I first heard Zhao Yun's shout.

When they arrived, they saw the devil tumbling out of an underground palace.

It looked like he was beaten out.

Who was beaten? It was Mr. Zhao.

The devil was careless and suffered an immortal curse from Wang Yang's demon clone, which caused him to become confused and turned into a violent and bloodthirsty demon, the kind who didn't recognize his relatives and was so awesome that he wanted to fuck Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was naturally unhappy.

Ever since, the two of them had a date.

When it was over, the devil was blasted.

Who is Mr. Zhao? He is a ruthless man who was struck by lightning when he saw the sky. He is very good at fighting. Not to mention that the demon son lost his mind and went berserk. Even if he had a clear mind, he could not defeat Zhao Yun.

"Run, where to run."

Zhao Yun yelled and chased him with a mace.

When the elders saw this, they looked confused. They were fine just now, but now they did it.

"The Immortal Curse?"

The great elder was still discerning and saw the clues in a flash. There was a magic pattern carved on the forehead of the demon. It was an immortal curse inherited by the demon soil. It was engraved into the human body and could cause harm to the mind.

But he was confused.

How could a demon fall under the immortal curse?

When he watched, Zhao Yun fucked harder.

Mozi was in a miserable state and suffered many heavy blows.

To be honest, Zhao Yun had wanted to do this a long time ago. He would knock the devil down and beat him up, and he would wake up laughing in his dreams. Now, it is a good opportunity. To put it bluntly, it is to avenge private revenge. For this reason, he also gave

I found a good reason: the Holy Son of the Demon Family is very resistant to beatings.

"If you hit me again, you will be killed."

The second elder had a dark face and lifted Zhao Yun away with one hand.

This little guy had impure motives, so why did he beat him to death?

seal up!

The third elder also took action and suppressed the devil with one palm.

At this point, the underground palace fell into silence.

All the elders swarmed up and surrounded the devil.

After scanning it, I was sure it was an immortal curse.

The great elder didn't think much and pointed a finger at the center of Demon Zi's eyebrows.

Then, the Holy Son was treated for his injuries. He was beaten by someone and his whole body was covered in injuries, especially his face, which was completely crooked. Look at the whole body, except for footprints, there were also footprints.

Everyone looked sideways and looked at Zhao Yun.

"It's undeniable that I'm a little too angry today." Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleeds and spoke with sincerity, but the word "Shuang" was clearly engraved on his little face.

Well...I can have a good dream when I go back this time.

The elders were silent and only took a deep breath.

How happy the devil would be to have such a good brother like Zhao Yun.

"What is the immortal curse?" Zhao Yun stepped forward wiping his nosebleed.

Bullshit is bullshit, things still need to be sorted out.

"It's an ancient curse, passed down from the Immortal Demon King." The third elder said, "This curse can control people's minds. The devil must have been confused by the curse and ran away."

"Is there a way to crack it?"

"Yes." The third elder replied affirmatively, "But it's very troublesome."

"How could the Holy Son be under a curse?" the Sixth Elder asked tentatively.

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and recounted what happened just now.

Hearing this, all the elders raised their eyebrows. There really was a fish that slipped through the net, and it was also the clone of the Holy Son of the Devil's Nest. How could it be such a coincidence that Zhao Yun and the Devil's Son collided, but it was the Holy Son who was hit.

"If I was the one who got hit, he might hit him even harder than me." Zhao Yun put his little hand in his hands, and he was referring to the devil in his mouth. Although this guy looks like a dog, in fact, he is always thinking about...

.How about beating him up?

How can I say that he is a good friend, or he understands Mako best.

In fact, this is what Mozi really thinks. In his dreams, he wants to beat Zhao Yun, and he will beat him to death. Most of the reasons are the same: someone is resisting the beating.

It turns out...these two are true love.

The eyes of all the elders became meaningful.

"I'm afraid we can no longer attack the third stronghold in the Demon Cave," the second elder said.

No one refuted.

If you fight again, your brain will be flooded.

The other party must be on guard.

Maybe, a big hole has been dug, waiting for them to jump in?

"Let's go back to the city first."

The great elder said, dragging the devil's penis away.

All the elders followed, especially Zhao Yun whose legs and feet were numb.

"You guys go back first, I have something else to do."

After leaving the underground palace, Zhao Yun turned around and disappeared.

If I have something to do, I just need to go to the old grave of the ghost lady to find out how the joke was resurrected and how it came out.

No one stopped him, and they were not worried about Zhao Yun's comfort.

That guy has a lot of ways to save his life? He can fight or cheat.

After leaving the mountains, we headed straight to Qianqiu City.

I don't know how many miles away from here, there is a dark underground palace. Wang Yang slowly opened his eyes, with a comfortable expression and a playful smile. He is now very different from the past. Who would have thought that in such a short time

In just a few months, he has advanced to the Ksitigarbha realm, with infinite magic power, extremely powerful qi and blood, and those scarlet eyes also lurk strange power.

"Holy Son." An old man walked in and saluted respectfully.

"Ji Hen colluded with the Demon family and revealed the matter to Tianzong." Wang Yangyou said with a smile.

"The major strongholds..."

"Condens your strength and don't go out for a short period of time." Wang Yang said calmly, "Also, inform the corpse clan about the corpse sacrifice. After I have completed the feat of indestructible demons, I will go to his demon family to liquidate them one by one."

"clear."
To be continued...