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Chapter 1334 Zhang Huanjin, sacrifice at the Demonic Temple of Purgatory

   "What does this guy want to do?" the man in armor frowned.

I also had a bad premonition in my heart, and with the immortal power in my hand, I went straight towards the Demon Temple of Purgatory.

Purgatory Demon Temple ignored him at all, but buried the heart in his hand deep into the ground.

 The earth has a heart, as if it is coming to life.

 The sound of "thumping, banging, banging" heartbeats came, as if the whole sky was shaking.

The armored man's fist has arrived and directly blasted the Purgatory Demon Temple away.

The figure of the Purgatory Demon Temple hit the big mountain not far away, another roar sounded, and the entire mountain, which was not too high, shattered into two halves.

But the Purgatory Devil didn't care. He slowly stood up and looked at his empty chest.

 Without the heart, the breath of life is slowly weakening.

He slowly stretched out his right hand, and the demonic aura had disappeared, replaced by a strong demonic aura.

 The next moment, countless roars sounded, like the sound of a vein being opened.

The entire world where this demonic realm is located has been invaded by demonic energy, like a copper wall and an iron wall, sealing off the entire void.

 “What is this?” The armored man’s eyes narrowed.

“Purgatory Demon Temple, what do you want to do?”

 “Kill you,” Purgatory Demon Temple just replied with two words.

 I saw him raising his right hand, and within a hundred miles, it seemed as if an invisible big hand was slowly raised.

 He directly pinched the man in armor by the neck.

The armored man looked stern. The two of them were obviously a hundred kilometers away, but the other party restrained him so easily.

 “Damn it,” the man in armor resisted desperately.

His right hand kept attacking in front of him. Unfortunately, these invisible hands could not be touched or seen, and all kinds of attack methods were ineffective.

This kind of weird attack is the most uncomfortable.

Seeing that the man in armor showed no resistance, another figure jumped out of the fairy ship not far away.

These are two men and women wearing fairy robes. They are holding long swords, but their power is not the strongest.

 In fact, even within the Holy Court, these two people's status is not very high, but they are very special.

 Because they are sword bearers.

 There are strong men in the Holy Court who are good at cultivating sword slaves.

 Sword slaves have been tempered since they were young.

 They use their own bodies to store the divine sword, so that every time they draw the sword, the divine sword is in its best and sharpest condition.

 These two people are sword slaves who have been trained since childhood.

After the two people came out, they looked at each other respectfully.

The white robe is majestic, and the moon swirls like the bright sun.

 The steps in front of the fairy ship slowly opened, and a figure in white robes was seen walking down from inside.

When he walked down, the two swords held by the sword slave next to him seemed to be affected.

The sound of the sword is endless, and the sword's intention is stirring in the nine heavens.

 “The Immortal Master’s disciple, Zhang Huanjin.”

 Seeing the man walking down, Purgatory Demon Temple said solemnly.

 In the Holy Court, the famous Holy King.

 This is the most famous holy king in the Holy Court in the past tens of thousands of years. Anyone who has paid attention to the Holy Court knows him.

 After the older generation of holy kings retired to seclusion, he carried the banner of the new generation.

 At present, he is also one of the higher-ups in the Holy Court.

“I didn’t expect you to come too,” Purgatory Demon Sha looked at the other party and said solemnly.

 “It’s natural for me to come for such a big event,” Zhang Huanjin asked calmly.

 “Where is the Demon Lord?”

“I don’t know, even if I knew I wouldn’t tell you,” the Purgatory Devil snorted coldly.

“Devil, why are you making such a fuss? For so many years, we, the Holy Court, have given you the peace of the Demon Realm.

 You have to know how to be content," Zhang Huanjin said: "We should be on the same front.

 Kill the demon lord, and the demon realm will regain its former peace."

“Do you think I will still believe your words?” Purgatory Demon Temple asked.

“As for the demon clan, I’m afraid the main demon is dead, and you will wipe out the entire demon realm in an instant.”

“You haven’t believed us before. Do you think the Holy Court doesn’t know about the lich’s calamity?” Zhang Huanjin said calmly.

“It’s useless to say more. Throughout my life in the Purgatory Demon Tribe, although I know I haven’t accomplished any merit, at least I have been loyal to the demon clan.

Even if I die now, I will definitely give my last effort to the demon clan," the Purgatory Demon Temple said calmly.

 His hands were raised as if supporting the sky.

 At this moment, both the earth and the sky were replaced by a strange red color.

“You once wanted to change the demon race into a lich, you must have found some means,” Zhang Huanjin asked without feeling panic when he saw this scene.

“It’s okay to tell you now that it’s happened.

 In fact, you have always had a misunderstanding. Liches are not what I study, but are a race that did exist in history.

It’s just that long ago in the passage of history, the Lich clan had already perished.

 And I once got the heart of the Lich Ancestor."

 Purgatory Demon Sha said with a somewhat crazy expression.

“I have nurtured this heart for thousands of years, and now it’s time for this lich to appear.”

As if reflecting his words, the earth began to shake at this moment, and the color of the sky became more and more blood-red.

In Zhang Huanjin’s perception, the breath of life in the Purgatory Demonic Temple seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

Also know that the Purgatory Demon Temple is the existence of the Holy King.

 “What on earth are you doing?” Zhang Huanjin also seemed a little out of sorts.

 “You will know soon,” the Purgatory Devil smiled darkly.

 “Get out of this demonic realm first,” Zhang Huanjin looked at the two sword slaves beside him and ordered.

 Sword slave passed the news into the fairy ship.

The huge fairy ship was immediately activated, and two groups of flames suddenly appeared behind it, rushing directly towards the outside of the demonic realm.

  A "boom" explosion suddenly came.

Zhang Huanjin looked up in surprise and saw that the fairy ship had hit the void directly.

 The Void was intact, but the Immortal Ship was hit and destroyed in several places.

His heart was awe-inspiring. You must know that this fairy ship is the leader of the Holy Court. It usually tears the void and can match the speed of light. It is trivial.

 But now it was smashed into pieces.

“This space has been sealed, and no one can leave,” said the Purgatory Devil with a grin.

His life breath has weakened a bit, and even his figure is thin, as if he is about to disappear at any time.

 “Mosha, you are crazy,” Zhang Huanjin shouted.

“What a lunatic. There is no normal person among you demons.”

 You must know that the effort and hardships involved in cultivating to the level of a Holy King cannot be described in words.

 That’s why everyone cherishes their lives.

 The souls of life and death are even more deeply hidden.

 And to do this to the Purgatory Demon Temple is obviously to sacrifice one's own life in order to summon something.

How precious is the life of a holy king?

"Isn't death a kind of relief?" Purgatory Demon Temple slowly raised his head, with a few tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

 The next moment, his figure completely dissipated.

With his death, something seemed to be born beneath the demonic realm.

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