Chapter 659 The battle between the strong

Mu Hanyue shrugged calmly and blinked innocently: "Don't you know?"

The implication is that she knows it even at a young age, so they don’t know it, right?

"Of course I know." Jun Moye smiled fondly, a smile flashing across his purple eyes.

I have indeed heard of Nuwa Stone.

It's just that I haven't seen it before.

His little woman is so smart.

"So, you are trapped here for a thousand years?" Mu Hanyue rubbed her chin with one hand, looked at the Demon Lord, and sighed: "If I were trapped here for a thousand years, I would definitely be bored."

You will definitely die!

I haven't seen a living person in a thousand years, there are no birds chirping and insects chirping, I have only the endless loneliness and loneliness to accompany me.

That feeling is really uncomfortable.

"Humph!" Demon Lord snorted coldly and said nothing.

Who wants to be trapped here for a thousand years with nothing to do and unable to get out?

If it wasn't that he couldn't get out, if he couldn't break free from this confinement, why would he be so aggrieved?

There is nowhere to vent the anger, and there is no place to resolve the hatred. I cannot avenge myself, I can only bear the suffering of the passing years here.

A thousand years...

In this thousand years, he has been angry, angry, and angry.

However, what was obtained in exchange was the tighter confinement of the colorful chains and colorful stones, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow and seemed to be deeply engraved in the soul like a brand.

After a thousand years, his irritable temper was still there, but he had learned a kind of composure.

No matter how anxious you are, it's useless. If you can't get out, you won't be able to get out.

I thought I would stay here longer, but the appearance of the two people in front broke this sign.

"Then you've never been able to get out?" He blinked and continued to ask.

I don't care about his indifference.

"The injuries suffered thousands of years ago have never been recovered. Only by returning to the demon world and the territory that belongs to me can these injuries get better. Therefore, I have never been able to break the imprisonment of these colorful stones and colorful chains."

The implication is that he cannot fight against these two super artifacts.

"but......"

He stared at Mu Hanyue and Jun Moye with his eyes, his thin lips slightly hooked, and a slight smile flashed in his eyes: "Now that you two are here, maybe there is a glimmer of hope."

The implication was that the two of them helped him get out of trouble.

"How did you know that we would help you? Besides, our strength is no match for Nuwa Stone." Mu Hanyue crossed her arms across her chest and glanced sideways at the Demon Lord.

He scoffed at his words.

He was so powerful that he couldn't escape, so it was even more impossible for her and the monster.

Isn’t that pure nonsense?

"Don't jump to conclusions without trying it." Demon Lord didn't care about Mu Hanyue's words and expressed his thoughts.

"I'm not interested in trying it." A certain woman refused decisively.

"Whether you are interested or not is not important. What is important is that if you don't try, you will die!"

His low words were filled with absolute arrogance and danger, and his whole body began to exude a murderous aura.

It seemed that as long as Mu Hanyue and the two said no, he would immediately kill them.

"This is not a demon world, nor is it an era where you can call the shots. If you want to ask for help, please be polite." Jun Moye glanced at the Demon Lord coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his low and evil voice.

The breath of death.

There is no warmth in the words, just like the thousand-year-old cold river, icy cold to the bone.

The king of darkness versus the peerless overlord, who will destroy whom?
Chapter completed!