Chapter 1089: Demon Cave

"oh?

I actually know us."

The woman with a grimace mask looked surprised.

"Fellow fellow Taoists from Tianyi Demon Sect, why don't we share the benefits here together and share the accounts for you 50%?"

Bei Chenfeng gritted his teeth and bleeded heavily once, and said in great pain.

There is no way, if they fight a death battle with the Tianyi Demon Sect, they will definitely suffer heavy losses.

"Five-five points?

Haha” the woman with a grimace mask sarcastically, raised her head and laughed, “You really think of yourself and think you are a character.”

"What do you mean?"

Nangong Fei's gloomy way.

"We want everything here, you, die!"

The woman with a grimace mask is extremely arrogant and domineering.

There is no room for maneuver!

Only killing!

"Hmph, you are just a soul realm, and we have two, don't think you will definitely come."

Beichenfeng and Nangong Fei chose to join forces.

"There is no armor left!"

The woman with a grimace mask waved her hand, looking cruel.

The disciples of Tianyi Demon Sect were like wild wolves, with red eyes, bursting out with powerful evil aura, rushing towards the warriors such as the Beichen family and the Nangong family.

A bloody battle begins!

The Beichen family and the Nangong family have never seen such a cruel immortal cultivator, and they were immediately killed and defeated.

Compared to them, they are flowers in the greenhouse, while their opponents have experienced life and death hardships and crawled out of the sea of ​​blood.

"Go to the corpse spirit insect's nest and take a look. There seems to be something treasure inside."

An elder of the Tianyi Demon Sect had a magic weapon that sensed the treasure in his hand. After reacting, his eyes looked at the nest with a bright light.

He led a group of disciples from the Tianyi Demon Sect to break in directly.

On the other side, the woman with a ghost mask fought against the early stages of the two major soul realms of Beichen Feng and Nangong Fei with her own strength. The terrifying combat power shocked the two of them and felt a little chill in her heart.

This woman, both in the early stage of the Yuanshen Realm, can be so powerful.

"I am different from you. I am the realm of the soul that crawled out of the pile of dead people."

The woman with a grimace mask said with a hideous smile.

The nest of the corpse spirit insect.

Under the guidance of the mother insect, Qin Jian avoided many dangers along the way and rushed straight to the deepest part.

Suddenly, a strong demonic energy emanated, carrying an extremely strong tempting power of the mind, which made people hallucinate.

There are many corpses on the ground, all of whom commit suicide in hallucinations.

"You guys stay outside."

Qin Jian ordered Ai Ke and Teng Gui to go in alone.

There is a demon cave inside, as if it existed for a long time, and those dark demon golems were covered in rust.

The still golem, with a faint scarlet redness in its eyes, making people shudder.

On the wall next to it are ancient murals, which have long been blurred.

It can only be seen that there is a portrait of a demon god, who is as high as the heaven and earth, exudes a majestic aura, and the breath it blows swallows the heaven, earth, sun and moon! Under the soles of her feet, she is stepping on a ball of magma, with a domineering aura.

But that body was bound by chains and could not be broken free.

Wow!

A ball of black light suddenly bloomed from the mural, and the black air rolled, and Qin sword was pulled into the world in the painting.

Lightning and thunder, volcano erupted, the sky and the earth were dark.

Boom!

A huge demon shadow appeared, looked at Qin Jian with a look of contempt, and stepped down as if he was stepping on an ant to death.

Qin Jian's body shook, and the two black stars in his dantian were circulating, and the light of the stars burst out, stretching out the giant foot.

"It's just a mural, it's just a god and demon, but it doesn't mean it, and it's called a god and demon."

Qin Jian shouted coldly and looked at him disdainfully.

This giant foot broke inch!

The huge demon shadow collapsed to the ground, shaking the earth.

Qin Jian took out the Demon King's bow and pulled the bowstring, the arrow shot out, and the demonic energy lingered, covering the sky and overwhelming.

The void was shot!

A shadow fell out, covered in blood.

The shadow grinned, and a force that impacted the mind exploded.

Qin Jian did not resist and let himself be hit by this force and dragged into the illusion.

In the environment, there is a towering palace, magnificent and beautiful in and out.

Qin Jian was wearing a yellow robe, and was filled with emperors. He looked down on the officials and surrendered, but outside the palace, there were disasters and famines, and refugees became enemies.

The people in ragged clothes had fierce expressions and their eyes were about to break.

"The tyrant lord, the tyrant lord!"

"I have been in power for ten years and have built a large number of projects and regard human life as a mustard. How many people are displaced because of your family's destruction and displaced!"

"We want to overthrow you!"

The army was suppressing the uprising, but the rebellion broke out again. Some vassal kings caused rebellion and surrounded the palace in the name of killing tyrants. The inside and the outside were three layers, and the outside was not airtight.

Yanran looks like the end of the dynasty and the people are living in poverty.

Qin Jian, the "culprit", sat on the throne, with a steady look on his face, looking at all, his face coldly, and he didn't look like a king who had lost his country at all.

"Your Majesty, please evacuate the south and order the capital to be established there, and it is not too late to quell the rebellion in Tu."

Some old ministers advised him, but his eyes kept flashing, and he had his own little thoughts.

After all, they just want to protect their own interests. What is loyal to the emperor and loyalty is nonsense!

In the south, the purpose of Lidu is only to continuate itself, and to better outspoke the emperor and play with him as a puppet.

Speaking of which, these peasant uprisings and rebellions of the kings have their "commendations".

"Are you finished speaking?"

Qin Jianyanran looked like watching a show, and the joke in her eyes was uncovered.

In the eyes of the ministers with different minds, their emperor slowly walked out with a three-foot sword in his hand. Looking at the chaos outside the palace, his eyes were full of coldness.

What are their emperors doing?

Just as everyone was puzzled, Qin Jian raised his three-foot long sword.

This illusion is so real that even his intuition is almost deceived, thinking that he is a mortal with no power to tie a chicken.

Unfortunately, the will of the Immortal Emperor is not that easy to deceive.

Qin Jian slashed it with one sword!

This sword cut off this world!

The sun was dim and thundered, breaking into two pieces, like a canvas being completely torn apart.

Those ministers, vassal kings, and rioters all went into ashes in an instant!

Qin Jian appeared in front of the painting wall again. After the scene inside was killed by Qin Jian's sword, the world was divided into blood and drifted.

Painting spirit.

Qin Jian reacted.

The painter who painted this mural was so skillful that he had already achieved great success, reaching the point of recreating the world.

In this mural, the painting spirit was naturally born.
Chapter completed!