After looking at this dry but dense jungle, the Lord of Arrogance felt a little lucky.

If I hadn't taken action in advance to scare the angry Lord just now, the other party might have counterattacked and posed a huge threat to it.

As an old opponent for several lifetimes, it knows that the strength of the Lord of Angry is often second only to him among the seven demon lords. Moreover, the Lord of Angry is said to have obtained the body of the true demon, but it has not yet been perfected, but it has the practical ability of a top-class true descendant.

Covering the wound on his waist, the Lord of Arrogant shook his head helplessly and walked towards the deepest part of the woodland. It was in the mood to run up for the time being, and even if it ran back, it could not defeat the joint efforts of Yuwen Tianhe and Qin Yao. Especially the latter, it was simply a rapidly rising ambition.

A few minutes after the Lord of Angry left, the entrance was shaking twice in a row, and then Zhu Yuncong and Xuan Luan appeared one after another. The two were exhausted and in a very embarrassing manner. As soon as they came out, they lay down on the spot and gasped.

However, their strength is quite good, especially Xuan Luan, who has passed two levels in a row, which also means that he has completed two physical enhancements.

"Didn't the old devil of the Lord of Anger come just now? Didn't you need to rest at all? Just break into this wooden prison directly?" Xuan Luan was very curious and shocked by the powerful strength of the Lord of Anger.

Zhu Yuncong felt curious and always felt that the Lord of Angry should take a rest for a while. Moreover, this wooden prison is constructed in a special way and has no threat in the margins. Instead, it is filled with a nourishing atmosphere of creation. It is completely consistent with common sense to rest for a while.

Zhu Yuncong sat up and looked around, feeling a strange smell. He followed the subtle smell and finally found a few drops of blood on the ground.

The blood has not solidified yet, and it shouldn't have been dripping for too long.

Zhu Yuncong dipped his fingers and put them in front of his nose to smell them. His eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Luan also walked over curiously, smelled the drops of blood, and then became a little surprised, "What's going on? It's actually...it's a bit similar to our blood."

"It's very similar!" Zhu Yuncong sighed, "When the Lord of Arrogant entered the hall, the elves appeared. At that time, I thought I was confused, or the elliptical image was plausible, maybe it was another race. But now... I am really worried if it's from our Zhu family."

Xuan Luan: "If it were a member of the Zhu family, his status would be very high. Those who can resist the attack of Dao Zun can't be an unknown person in the Zhu family."

This is what Zhu Yuncong is worried about.

Xuan Luan: "Do you want to catch up and take a look?"

Zhu Yuncong: "If you chase after me, will you die? If you fight against Dao Zun without losing the upper hand, we will be free to join forces with you."

Xuan Luan: "But he is injured."

Zhu Yuncong: "I'm afraid of it here! Such a powerful existence will be injured. Who is the one who hurts him?"

Xuan Luan was slightly shocked.

She now recognizes the difficulties of this action more than before, and her previous arrogance and confidence couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

...

As for the angry Lord just now, he fled to the third level of the water hell, which has become this guy's destiny and has been here for the third time.

This time I learned my lesson, and I didn’t laugh proudly anymore, and appeared here with vigilance. But even so, I was still slapped on my stomach by a sword as soon as I appeared!

Damn, I can't bear it anymore! I'm very careful and low-key this time, so why would I get stabbed!

In fact, this was a complete accident, because a battle was taking place here, and the Lord of Angry was just a coincidence.

It turned out that after going through a lot of hardships from the second floor, Feng finally came to this third floor hush. But just as he was resting, Fan Jianqiang also came.

Fan Jianqiang is also a weak and strong young man. After being sent to the first floor of the earth prison, he climbed here step by step after suffering. However, as soon as he appeared, he was targeted by the old master Feng Zhenren, who was a bull-nosed master.

Zhenren Feng did not recognize him, but he believed that he was a demon lord, so he did not make any mistakes. As the number one person on the ground list, Zhenren Feng's strength is still better than Fan Jianqiang.

So Fan Jianqiang, who was unlucky, dodged everywhere and even fled to the entrance and exit, preparing to retreat to the front two floors. But he had just arrived at the entrance, but he didn't know that the Lord of Angry also appeared... This was a bit embarrassing.

The Lord of Angry appeared dizzy and directly blocked the tip of Zhenren Feng's sword. Although the body of the real demon was very strong, Zhenren Feng's powerful sword still stabbed him firmly and stabbed him in the stomach with a puff.

"Hold the grass, angry brother!" Fan Jianqiang was shocked and happy, but he still forced a sad expression. Everyone was the devil master, and when facing Zhenren Feng, he should share the same hatred and unite against the enemy.

"It's you!" The angry Lord was furious, but seemed to recognize Fan Jianqiang's true identity.

"Not me!"

Lord of Angry: "…"

Zhenren Feng's old face trembled: "Which demon lord or demon lord are you?!"

Zhenren Feng could not determine the other party's identity, and now he was full of anger. After coming, he found that he had been put on the second level, which was a strong blow to his arrogant self-esteem. He also felt that he had basically lost his chance to win in the end, and he lost twenty years of life in vain. This blow was too big.

Now he is already snow-white, and his hair and beard are falling a lot, sparse and not half as thin as before. His skin seems to be as old as chicken skin, and his eyes are much more turbid. Even his combat power has declined a little due to the loss of physical vitality.

Therefore, it will be even more difficult to survive these five prisons.

I am almost desperate about winning, but I haven't even got an ordinary magic weapon treasure. How can I not be depressed?

So now he wants to chop people when he sees them, no matter whether it is the demon clan or the survivor.

"The Lord of Angry!" Zhenren Feng pulled back his sword and was furious. Before he entered the hall, the Lord of Angry and others fought with Zhenren Feng and injured Zhenren. Now he is acquiring his money. "You have only arrived at the third level at this time."

The angry Lord was most reluctant to hear such words now, and his emotions collapsed on the spot: "'It's just arrived', your grandma, this is the third time I've been here!"

Feng Zhenren's self-esteem was once again hurt ten thousand points.

These two old guys are simply hurting each other.

"We have dealt with you outside the hall. Now you stabbed me with a sword. We are even. I am too lazy to care about you!" The angry Lord actually suppressed his anger. It is rare to speak so well.

In fact, this old devil is also worried about Feng Zhenren's strength. After all, he is an existence on the long-term hang-title list, and his strength cannot be underestimated. There is absolutely no benefit in fighting with him.

It would be better to let this old guy fight to the death with Fan Jianqiang. At that time... Haha, the Lord of Angry will pick up the ready-made ones again. According to Lord of Angry, I don’t know if there are any treasure magic weapons on Zhenren Feng and Fan Jianqiang. If they are allowed to fight against each other, then the Lord of Angry will benefit in the end.

Zhenren Feng was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the Lord of Angry was so easy to get along with.

Fan Jianqiang was stunned and said with a sad face: "Boss, you can't be so ruthless! After all, we are a gang, right? If you don't look at the monks and Buddha's face, you will join forces to kill this old bull's nose for the time being."

Feng Zhenren: "..."

The angry Lord ignored it.

Fan Jianqiang then said to Feng Zhenren even more shamelessly: "Zhengren Feng, I really didn't think of offending you just now. Look, the angry Lord must be holding a snipe and clam fighting, and the fisherman is willing to benefit. Why not join forces to get rid of it first? How about we go back to resolve the grudges within us?"

This guy doesn't even want his face!

However, he seems to have never been shameless.

Feng Zhenren: "..."

The angry Lord smiled sinisterly and said, "You kid, okay, are you so brave? Well, Zhenren Feng, why not join forces with you and me to kill him first?"

Fan Jianqiang: "Wait! Zhenren Feng, after we kill the Lord of Angry, I am much weaker than you, so you can control the situation, right? If you join forces to kill me, can you ensure that you will deal with the Lord of Angry? This guy's true demon body is very powerful."

Faced with this shameless strange creature, Zhenren Feng and the angry Lord were speechless.

But Zhenren Feng was a straight man and said angrily: "If you want to not kill you, you can hand over the treasure in your hand first!"

The angry Lord's eyes lit up suddenly - baby? His spiritual flying sword was taken away by Qin Yao, and he was furious and wanted to return empty-handed, but he finally met a person holding a baby.

"Leave it to me baby, we can join forces." The angry Lord became shameless.

Fan Jianqiang looked at these two guys and confirmed that he could not afford to offend either of them, but he could not instigate the two of them to get angry. So he laughed coldly and said, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

While talking, it seemed that he was about to take out the magic weapon.

The Angry Lord and Zhenren Feng were a little alert, and the former frowned and sneered: "How rude can you be? Is the dog jumping over the wall if he is anxious?"

Fan Jianqiang's momentum increased sharply, as if he wanted to use the so-called magic weapon to fight to the death. But just as both of them were waiting for the battle, the guy suddenly rushed to the door.

"goodbye!"

Damn... I actually want to run away!

The angry Lord was furious and came over with the strength of the true demon body. Zhenren Feng was also furious and swung his sword and stabbed him quickly. But in front of the two of them, a huge earth wall suddenly appeared.

The two of them were dizzy when they were hit and stopped sprinting immediately. As a result, the earth wall suddenly disappeared and turned into a ball of mud and fell into Fan Jianqiang's hands. At this time, Fan Jianqiang, whose figure had already become empty, smiled proudly, left here with this rustic magic weapon, and headed straight to the first floor of earth prison.

If you have the ability, come and chase it! When the Angry Lord and Zhenren Feng enter the palace, they are directly sent to the second floor, and they can't go to the first floor at all.

So, Zhenren Feng and the angry Lord were left looking at each other in anger. It didn't matter if such a pair of eyes suddenly realized that the situation of the three-legged tripod no longer existed, and it seemed that they were about to confront each other.

Moreover, both of them basically lost the qualification to win the final victory and were unable to obtain other magic weapons. The only thing they could do here seemed to be fighting or something.

"Devil, look at me, kill the demons today!"

"You're crazy, you're crazy! Then come on!"

As soon as Fan Jianqiang left, he lost the third party who benefited from the fisherman, so the demon immediately started the war.

In short, whether it is Qin Yao or the angry Lord, or Zhu Yuncong, Xuan Luan and the arrogant Lord, Fan Jianqiang and others, they are all staged different stories, and they are in a mess.
Chapter completed!