Chapter 290 Mysterious Demonic Sound

Author: Return to Penglai

Chapter 290 Mysterious Demonic Sound

I don’t know what kind of material the recorder is made of. It is so dark that there is no trace of color. It is so black that it looks a little more magical.

The Emperor Demon Lord sneered in the direction where Xuan Zheng's clear sound came from: "I'll let you experience the secret devil sound of the Twelve Heavenly Capitals!" After saying that, he put the recorder under his lips and started playing.

"Beep——!"

The man in purple originally thought that the devil would play a breathtaking melody that would make the listener intoxicated and manipulated by him without realizing it. He also wanted to enjoy it first and then plug his ears when he was affected. However, this was just the first sound.

Chang Yin almost sent him away.

The sound of the flute was extremely sharp and harsh, as if thousands of babies were crying and screaming at the same time. The man in purple suddenly felt as if his brain was being pierced back and forth by a thousand long needles, and he almost couldn't help but scream in pain.

Fortunately, the clear and melodious sound of the zheng came from the distance, just like the singing of an oriole that eased the pain of the man in purple. It seemed that he was instantly transported to a paradise, where a fairy danced leisurely among the gentle wind and colorful falling flowers.

The sound of Emperor Demon Lord's flute was gradually suppressed by the music of the zither, but he still calmly repeated the monotonous and harsh syllables until he suddenly burst out at a certain moment.

The people who were fighting against the demon seemed not to have expected such a turn of events. The music of the zither suddenly stopped, and Fairy Taoyuan's artistic conception was instantly shattered. However, the man in purple was on guard this time and sealed his ears with true energy in time so that he was not affected.

He raised his head and was shocked to see trees growing out of nowhere on a barren mountain in front of the demon. However, these trees were all strangely shaped and covered with twisted tentacles. Just looking at them seemed to be spiritually polluted, which made the man in purple

He quickly opened his eyes.

Then he heard the devil's cold and wanton laughter: "Hey, hey, since you are so obsessed with me, I will give you a big gift. Each of these twelve heavenly secret demon sounds is a top-notch one."

Magic, the one just now can stimulate all vitality and promote its development. Simply put, whoever listens will get pregnant, hehehehe..."

Emperor Demon Lord vomited away the depression of these days and said: "You can continue to chase me with my child in your arms. If you come to me this time, I will definitely give you a name."

Points, hahahahahaha..."

The man in purple who stayed on the spot was horrified. Although the demonic sound was not aimed at him, he did hear it in his ears just now. He quickly looked inside and actually felt an abnormal mass in his belly.

vitality.

If it weren't for the special constitution of the man in purple, this ball of life force would have been completely transformed into a fetus! However, the man in purple looked at the extremely disgusting trees on the mountain just now, which were even more twisted creations than the demon world pagoda of evil spirits.

I also knew that if this fetus was really conceived, it would be an extremely blasphemous life that should not be tolerated in the world.

When he thought that one day he might suddenly be disemboweled by two tentacles, and then a bloody mass of tentacle flesh would emerge from his body, the man in purple suddenly felt a chill, and he quickly used his energy to cast spells.

His current body did not originally belong to him, but was taken over by him as a dying body, so the pardon official said that he could smell the rotting stench of the dead body.

He made a deal with the Palace of Eternal Life to obtain the source of immortality and activate his body organs to see if he could resurrect the body. Otherwise, he would not be able to use his full strength at all.

But at this time, this original disadvantage turned into an advantage. If it were any other normal person here, the magic sound would arouse the vitality in the body and quickly give birth to an evil fetus. Perhaps the demon had already been born when he stopped playing.

Giving birth.

The man in purple was on the verge of death, and the remaining vitality in his body was unable to make any big waves. He was easily suppressed again by the man in purple and expelled the evil power.

After burning a stick of incense, the man in purple breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and looked in the direction where the demon left. He was originally just curious about the demon, and didn't think about what to do after finding it, but after suffering this disaster,

The man in purple couldn't help but become angry, and decided to continue to follow the devil and wait for an opportunity to give him retribution before he let out this bad breath.

"Well, according to this direction, his target is the Yanshan Iron Clan, which has been dormant for a long time. Since this happened, I planned to visit this strange forging clan to get a magic weapon for self-defense. I didn't expect that this person would also be interested in it.

This Iron Clan is interested. I wonder what he wants to gain by going to the Iron Clan? Huh, as long as I am here, I will make sure that you draw water from a bamboo basket and everything will be empty. Follow me!"

The man in purple turned into a phantom and chased along the devil's footsteps.

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Deep in the mysterious Nanwulin, there is a roaring volcano. The chains attached to the cinnabar and yellow talismans vibrate slightly, making a rattling sound. The desolate brown soil, scorching smoke, and swords are randomly inserted all around.

Yanshan, a place forgotten by the world. The Iron Tribe, a race forgotten by the world.

The heavy sound of forging iron, rich and powerful, showed that the forger had a solid foundation in training. I saw a middle-aged man with yellow hair, constantly beating the unformed weapons on the forging platform, then picked up the wine jar on the side, drank a few sips, and moved to the true essence state.

The mist sprayed out, quenching the weapons, and then began to beat again.

At this moment, a pair of footsteps stepped onto this desolate land that had been silent for many years. They were dressed in black armor, and nine dragons opened their ferocious mouths. The person who came here was obviously not a kind person.

"stop!"

Then with a knock and a clear chant, the swords around him instantly stood upright as if they were on alert.

The visitor stopped and said loudly: "My Lord Shenzong, the Emperor Demon Lord, is visiting the Yanshan Iron Clan and wants a sword."

The yellow-haired middle-aged man seemed to ignore it and murmured: "One hundred and twenty years, one hundred and twenty years. The Yanshan Iron Clan has not accepted foreign visitors for one hundred and twenty years. Your request is hopeless."

"Huh?" Emperor Demon Lord was in doubt when he suddenly heard "Yiguang, Liuhong, Fury, Running Wolf, Daiwu -" followed by a majestic knock, "Send off guests."

The strange swordsman gave a command, and the surrounding abandoned swords were suddenly filled with brilliance. They were so bright and dazzling! The four swords circled back and forth as ordered, weaving a dense sword net, hoping to expel the people from the realm of Yanshan. The figure of the Emperor Demon Lord

Without moving, the dark demon's energy exploded, and the four swords were instantly shocked and flew back.

"The Emperor Demon Lord is here just to ask for the sword of eternity - the Demon Sword that created the world! Anyone who stops me will be thrown into the endless hell and never be reincarnated." The young man smiled, but his words were cold.

"What a shameless statement! Those just now are just my failed works, does that make you proud?" The swordsmith shouted, but what he got in return was the devil's frivolous sarcasm.

"Failed people can naturally only produce failed works. I would like to say this for the last time, get out of the way. In my eyes, you are no different than these defective products."

"How brave!"

The swordsmith was completely angered by the demon's words. He put down the hammer in his hand and opened his arms. In an instant, countless swords around him were inspired and all rose into the sky. Hundreds, thousands, covering the entire sky like black clouds!
Chapter completed!