She originally doubted how he could break through the ninth level of demon seal all at once, but it turned out that he had to pay such a tragic price!
"Xuanyuan Yu! Come out! Return the Demon Blade Wantian to me quickly!"
At this moment, in the quiet valley, I remembered a sound like the sound of bells ringing and drums exhausted, like the ripples of ocean waves, echoing continuously.
Ling Luo was slightly startled, half straightened up, and exclaimed: "This voice - it's Jue He!"
Du frowned slightly, pressed down Ling Luo's half-upright body, and said comfortingly: "Queen, don't move, I will go out to meet the traitor."
In Addict's mind, the name Juehe was equated with a traitor.
As much as he was sincere to Xuanyuan Yu, he hated Du He. Although they had worked together before to break open the Yunli Immortal Mansion.
"Xuan Yuan Yu! What are you doing? You took back the Demon Blade Wantian without saying a word! How can a man be a hero when he comes out for a head-on battle and uses dirty tricks behind his back?!"
Juehe's angry low roar resounded throughout the valley and lasted for a long time.
Ling Luo then remembered that when Yu was fighting against the Lord God, he had summoned Demon Blade Wantian with his bare hands.
The demon blade Wangian was originally in Juehe's hands. It must have been because the nine demon seals were opened, and its strength increased sharply. The weapon spirit of Wangtian was nourished, and its strength increased greatly, so he helped Yu summon the body of the demon blade back.
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No wonder Jue He was so angry and searched all the way here.
Du pushed open the door, and he was dressed in a blue-purple robe without wind. Golden magic butterflies surrounded his side, and he made a posture to face the enemy.
"Juehe, don't make trouble."
The Queen, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty are all in danger of their lives. Now is not the time to rebel.
Seeing Yu's figure, Jue He saw a white shadow, like a horse, passing through the sky and landing ten steps away from Yu.
Jue He's face was livid, his expression was unkind, and his fierce and deep eyes were bursting with deadly magic light.
"Where's Xuanyuan Yu? He ran away from the clutches of that bitch Qiancheng? He stole my magic blade and hid it like a coward, and he actually asked you to come forward?"
When he was angry, he couldn't help but be a little mean even when he spoke.
Dui frowned, his blue-purple eyes full of disgust, stared at Jue He fiercely, and said sternly: "What is your magic blade? Wangtian is originally the weapon of the emperor, how can you, a traitor who usurps the throne, still be shameless?!
"
"The ancient magic weapons and holy weapons are reserved for those who are capable. Who stipulates that Wang Tian must belong to him, Xuanyuan Yu?" Jue He's words were full of pride, and he stared at Yu coldly and said, "You are not
My opponent, get out of the way."
"Why can't your Majesty be as good as you? Your Majesty just fought against the Lord God and cut off half of the Lord God's hand. Can you do that?" Dui snorted coldly, as if he was protecting the Lord sincerely, "You are like this
Traitor, defective product, I’m afraid I can’t even touch the Lord God’s hair!”
Jue He's face suddenly turned pale.
Throughout his life, the three words he hated hearing were "defective products".
The Lord God is his biggest enemy, the object of his hatred for hundreds of thousands of years. If it hadn't been for the plot set by the Lord God, he would not have been teased by Di Jiang, drifted away from Luo'er, and ended up in the situation he is in today.
"What's the use of cutting off half of the hand? The Lord God is immortal and eternal, and the broken hand can be restored immediately. Do you think I don't know anything?"