Hei Yangzi carefully recalled every moment after he met the Supreme Prince Zhang Youde.
Zhang Youde's vicious determination.
The Supreme Being's rationality is cruel.
The whole story was told to the knife bearer...
but!
Most of this information is incomplete and scattered, and cannot fully describe the two men's trump cards and methods.
At most, we can only figure out their general personalities and usual methods.
What's more, now that more than ten years have passed, Hei Yangzi is even more uncertain about the progress of the two's strength.
Especially for their powerful laws, it is impossible to guess the attribute power and unable to restrain them.
After some detailed narration...
Carrying the knife thoughtfully, his big copper bell-like eyes looked at the nine-meter hole he was in.
And that row of poisonous stings.
And those three sudden and vicious assassinations last night.
Carrying the knife probably understood: "So that's it."
"Taken together, Zhang Youde and Taishang are just two very cowardly old yinbi."
"At the same time, they have extremely vicious personalities, fierce methods, strong hiding ability, good at escaping, and do things without leaving any consequences."
"Also, if the sword-carrying master hadn't appeared by mistake last night, the three of us might have been assassinated by Zhang Youde and the Supreme Being, and our souls would have been wiped out."
Hearing this, Ling Qingqing and Hei Yangzi nodded reluctantly.
Knife Bearer's brows were slightly furrowed, and he felt it was extremely difficult. With the lesson of this death, Knife Bearer did not dare to underestimate Zhang Youde and the Taishang's vicious assassination.
"In this case, it has become very difficult to find the location of the two of them. This is a bit difficult..."
a long time!
"Okay, you have done enough, rest in peace and cultivate yourself." Carrying the knife did not pay any more attention to Ling Qingqing and Hei Yangzi's ink marks.
With a backhand, he turned off the video communication, and the cave became completely silent.
"Huh...ahem!"
Sudden!
The knife-carrying man's breathing suddenly became heavy and unsteady, and he coughed twice.
As the feeling of emptiness, weakness and incompleteness lingers deep in my soul, I can no longer maintain my previous stability while carrying the knife.
His mind was dizzy and his whole body was weak and weak.
Physical strength and spiritual energy are partially reduced at the same time.
Essence, Qi, and Shen were traumatized at the same time.
A body's combat power can now be used up to six levels, and the price of resurrection has always been cruel.
He touched his bald head irritably, and the bloodthirsty and rage in his heart persisted: "It feels so uncomfortable. Now I have to capture the blood of millions of living creatures to sacrifice to myself, in order to repair the soul that nurtured me."
"Zhang Youde, Your Majesty, I will remember you."
Carrying the knife endured all kinds of weakening of the body.
immediately……
His thick legs suddenly pressed down like an elephant tower.
Then straighten it in vain.
"boom!"
The sound broke through the air!
Carrying the knife, he flew into the sky, and his huge body rushed directly out of the nine-meter hole.
He calculated the time and realized that the grand event of the Black Heart Demon Court was about to begin. He needed to go back to take charge of the overall situation and capture the creatures to sacrifice themselves for blood.
Carrying a knife and walking into the drizzle...
only left!
Hei Yangzi, who was far away in the world of hell on the other side, and Ling Qingqing, who was in the underground blood bank of Black Shadow City, stared at the air in a daze.
The two looked at themselves and saw the three thousand extra merit points on the void panel.
The weak reason was a little moved.
at the same time!
Their hatred for Zhang Youde and the Supreme Being has become unforgettable!
It was an anger that could not be washed away from all corners of the country.
A life-and-death feud, irreconcilable!
Especially Ling Qingqing...
He was even a victim from the beginning to the end, being killed for no reason. How could she endure this grievance!
Ling Qingqing screamed and murmured crazily in the blood bank, with a ferocious face: "Zhang Youde, Your Majesty!"
"I want you to die!"
.......
And far away, thousands of meters above the sky, within the dark clouds...
Two streams of light, one black and one gold, floated erratically, up or down, or in circles, with speeds as fast as the spiritual wind, a hundred meters in an instant.
at the same time!
The black stream of light changed direction from time to time, frantically avoiding the gregarious bird-and-insect monsters wandering in the sky like locusts passing through.
There is also that flying demon who occupies a position in the sky and rules the sky as king.
Zhang Youde knew very well that it was very dangerous to fly head-first in the sky.
Air crashes are easy to happen...
Especially in the Demon Realm!
The ability to fly has become very common, and many great demons are flying back and forth in the sky!
This vast sky seems quiet and leisurely, the light rain falls slowly, and the years are peaceful.
In fact!
The sky of the Demon Realm is an unprecedentedly huge hunting ground.
Compared with the earth, the area of the sky is vaster and boundless.
The hunting areas of each flying demon are ridiculously large.
Once some weak creatures rashly enter the hunting circle of the flying demon, they will almost have no choice but to live or die, and they will become the prey of any human being.
Zhang Youde relied on his sense of malice in the state of enlightenment to sense that the entire sky was filled with huge malice, so dense that it made people feel numb.
One wrong step can be as good as having food delivered to your door.
Even the dumb-headed sword-carrying master behind him must also cool down.
Therefore!
Zhang Youde has never dared to fly out of the clouds and expose himself to the blue sky.
And this flying height of nearly one thousand meters is also very particular...
Zhang Youde had studied it carefully with Taishang before, and it was generally unreachable at this height to encounter the flying demon who was too powerful and invincible.
Secondly, those gregarious flying monsters that are weak individually but powerful collectively usually patrol the land at an altitude of 100 meters, searching for food along the way.
And considering his body's ability to withstand high altitudes, he can barely sustain a flight altitude of about one thousand meters.
certainly!
These are all rough assumptions and theories. According to the induction of the state of enlightenment, there is no absolute safe zone in the sky of the Demon Realm.
Killing someone every step of the way and getting into trouble is an understatement.
In particular, when someone is unlucky, even a mouthful of cold water will jam the gap between their teeth. No one can guarantee that they will be absolutely lucky and never encounter the flying demon.
so!
The longer you stay in the sky, the faster you fly and the greater the danger!
Zhang Youde no longer wants to fly.
Moreover, he was exploding krypton life again, and the sequelae of stimulating cell division began to slowly appear...
It’s less than ten minutes now!
Zhang Youde himself had no choice but to surrender where he was and go back to be a monk.
“Everything in the world is unpredictable!”
Next second!
Zhang Youde turned around and cursed for the twenty-eighth time: "Master Sword Bearer, is there something wrong with your head?"
"If I hadn't been able to sense malice and avoid danger, we would have been swallowed up by an unknown flying demon of hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, or ten thousand meters."
"The most important thing is that the two of them together are not enough to fill my teeth, let alone eat enough."
"How unjust is this death?"
"So, give up now, flying around can really kill people."
"Do you believe that I will throw you in front of the flying demon and let you be a mermaid?"
"Amitabha!"
The real sword master closed his eyes to calm his nerves and stepped on the golden beads. He was much calmer than Zhang Youde: "I believe that a Buddhist would not do this."
"You have profound Buddha nature, a kind heart, and a bottom line."
"Besides, if you give up the body of the old monk, you can become a Buddhist disciple and convert to Buddhism, and escape from the sea of suffering."
"The old monk didn't have any complaints. I deserved my death."
"My Buddha is merciful!"
"..."
"breathe!"
Zhang Youde breathed in the air-conditioning with big mouthfuls, rolled his eyes wildly, and felt a sense of helplessness in his heart.
It's really eye-opening that there are such stubborn old monks in this world.
Zhang Youde suppressed the sense of absurdity in his heart: "Master Zhendao, has anyone ever told you that you look like a fool?"
"Besides, Buddha's method of cutting meat and feeding it to eagles has no effect on me."
"My heart is more terrifying than you can imagine."
"Amitabha!"
"Everything is like a dream and a bubble, confused and confused. I have been practicing Buddhism for many years. I have already understood my heart and see my nature and act according to my heart. This is my Buddhist path!"
"On my Buddhist path, life and death have long been ignored."
"so!"
"Buddha, you can no longer hold on, it's time for me to help you out of the sea of suffering!"
"Zi!"
The closed eyes of the real sword master were opened in vain, electricity was generated in the void, and his power was unpredictable!
He held the Wuhua ordination knife in his hand, compassion emerged in his eyes, and the Buddha's light all over his body was immeasurable: "Buddha, please be ordained and receive the ordination!"
"The ordination knife: cut off the dust thread!"
"Qiang!"
The sleeves are dancing in the wind, stirring the Buddha's heart to wash away the dust.
The sleeves of the real sword master are fluttering...
Swinging the sword in vain!
From the Wuhua Jiedao, an eleven-foot-long golden crescent sword energy burst out towards Zhang Youde's hair.
"Ling Ling hiss!"
Three feet of autumn water is as cold as ice, and the light of a knife is as cold as Kyushu!
Suddenly!
The eleven-foot-long golden sword energy is approaching, and Zhang Youde, who is now at the end of his crossbow, cannot avoid it.
Zhang Youde's pupils suddenly shrank like grains of rice, and his back was bone-chillingly cold.
Shout hysterically: "No!"
"My hair style!"
Suddenly...
The moment the sword energy approached, Zhang Youde suddenly felt blessed in his soul, and all the muscles and veins in his body completely obeyed the instinct of his soul and began to operate naturally and harmoniously.
The body suddenly fell down on the spot and curled up into a ball.
I rolled straight up!
lead to!
The golden sword energy, which was bound to hit the target eleven feet, was dodged, rushed towards the horizon, and gradually disappeared.
"Amitabha, how is this possible?" Master Zhendao's eyes suddenly widened.
Looking at Zhang Youde, he was like an antelope hanging its horns, with no trace to be found, and his body and mind rolled together.
some of!
It actually made the real sword master feel the mysterious charm of natural harmony,
The real sword master was stunned!
The atmosphere became a little solid for a while.
Not to mention that the real sword master was confused, even Zhang Youde himself was lying on the twisted vortex with a confused look on his face.
He covered his black hair and hesitated for a long time: "I'll go..."
"Is this a lazy ass wallowing?"
Zhang Youde thought, and the hollow human face on the skin spurted out a puff of black smoke, turning into a ghost character font:
[Name: Zhang Youde]
[Belongs to: The Kingdom of Death and the Realm of Death]