Balian ignored her teasing for the moment and leaned on the guardrail of the city tower with his arms folded, looking at the raging battle below.
As if he had been waiting for a long time, he slowly exhaled and said, "It's time."
Ning Feiyan asked curiously: "What bad idea are you planning?"
Bailian continued to climb up to the top of the city tower and said with a smile: "Lord Ninghe, are you interested in making a big fuss with me?"
Under Ning Feiyan's gaze, Bai Lian stood at the highest point of this inconspicuous corner tower, the cold wind blowing on his shoulders, standing casually.
Behind him were tens of thousands of troops and demon-suppressing chariots. Against such a tragic background, he had a calm and calm temperament.
He smiled at her and said: "When I asked Demon Lord to borrow books, she often asked me to play chess and chat with her. It was obvious that she didn't like the Demon Realm very much.
But she really likes to chat with me about every move in the devil world, and she talks about knowledge and insights that I have never heard before.
Sometimes when she got tired of talking, she would let me go on a night tour of the Imperial City with her. She and I had been to this tower once, and she said that standing here could overlook the entire Imperial City.
In such a huge demon world, Lord Ning He has secrets, other river owners have secrets, Milu has secrets, and even the Demon Lord herself has secrets."
Ning Feiyan asked: "Her secret?"
Balian put his palm gently on an inconspicuous handrail on the guardrail and said: "She told me that she hated every scenery here, brick by brick, and she had a strong desire since she was a child.
At the moment when she completely becomes the master of this world, she wants to destroy everything here with her own hands."
After hearing this, Ning Feiyan could not understand His Majesty the Demon King's thoughts at all.
If it is said that gaining power is to destroy everything, then this person is too terrible.
Balian tapped the handrail lightly with his fingers, as if touching some mechanism. The stone surface under his fingertips sunk a corner, and he could see that as the stone surface moved lightly, complex seal patterns were drawn.
The tower began to shake violently, and a blue stone platform appeared in the empty space. On the stone platform was a square iron box with fish scale patterns on its surface.
When the iron box appeared, Ning Feiyan instantly smelled an extremely dangerous and terrifying aura, which made her whole body feel cold and her fingers numb.
The surface of the iron box is inlaid with a purple crystal nucleus. The crystal nucleus is like the heart of some kind of creature, beating the pulse that pulls the energy of heaven and earth.
Ning Feiyan felt that she must be crazy to see such a terrible thing in such a place!
"This is... your demonic essence!"
Looking at the entire demon world, only the Demon Lord's demon element is the color of extreme purple, and the deep purple of this demon element reveals the meaning of extreme black.
Obviously, it is definitely not the kind of demonic essence that can be brewed at such a young age as the current demon king.
So, there is only one answer.
She dug up her father's demonic essence and refined it to create such a magical weapon.
What's even more chilling is that she actually plans to use her biological father's demonic energy to destroy the eternal foundation of the demonic world!
Balian held the cold and heavy iron box.
Before this, he had never told anyone that he and the Demon Lord had ever been to this unknown tower.
The Demon King said that when she was still a child, she would often secretly climb up to this place and make this device bit by bit from the waste materials collected on the battlefield.
She looked at the sunset in the west and told him that her original intention was not to become a demon king.
But I want to get someone, and I want to help that person completely overturn and destroy the demon world.
She asked him if he believed in her original intention?
Balian looked at her bright, but invisible eyes, filled with frightening obsession.
His answer to her was: "I believe it."
At that time, the female demon king was obviously startled, and then there was a lot of panic and confusion in her deep eyes that he couldn't understand.
Balian didn't know how the female demon lord collected scraps bit by bit and turned them into a weapon. In the end, even the old demon lord's demonic essence was dug up and sacrificed in this weapon.
But he knew that the female demon king who spoke the words of destruction to him was more like a lost child at that time.
This child is wandering between madness and reason, unable to see the way forward or the way back.
When the Demon Lord told Balian this secret, most of them wanted to vent their anger, but in fact they never thought about handing this city-killing weapon into Balian's hands.
And Balian also knew that since the Demon Lord was able to create this weapon, she naturally had the power to surpass it. If he wanted to use this murder weapon to escape from marriage, the possibility was slim.
But the female devil did not expect that she would only open the complex forbidden spell of the iron box once. Balian only glanced at it and memorized it.
Balian held the box, and the purple magic gem reflected an icy brilliance in the night.
The war was raging heavily tonight, and he didn't mind taking this opportunity to add another piece of firewood.
He tapped the magic element lightly with his finger, and with a click, the gem instantly turned into liquid water, flowing into those lines like ocean currents.
Thin streams of light flowed slowly along the scale-shaped lines of the iron box, as if a cold and sacred baptism had been carried out for this peerless killing weapon.
The scales on the surface of the iron box burst open like a flower, dyed with fine blue firelight, and turned into countless fragments of cold iron, scattering and disappearing in the night wind.
As Bai Lian's consciousness poured into the cold iron box, only a faint clicking sound was heard. The eight corners of the iron box popped out and cracked, and then the entire square iron box seemed to be covered by
Those lights are like decomposition, constantly dismantling and then recombining.
The mysterious aura lingered on Balian's fingertips, and the magic element dispersed into countless free filaments, which followed the trajectory of the sky in a very regular manner. In the center of the iron box, a particle slowly lit up.
Star-like brilliance.
The radiance incorporated the purple gossamer-like demonic element into it bit by bit, and the radiance suddenly shone brightly.
Bailian was holding the bright sun in his hands in the dark night, and the radiant light swallowed up the entire city tower.
Immediately afterwards, the sonorous sound of hundreds of weapons resonating came from the radiance, and thunder and lightning continued to interweave into weapons in the light.
Not long after, the light faded away, and a blue spear appeared in Balian's hand. The tail of the spear dragged the flames connected to the city tower. When the spear was completed, the flames flowed along the city tower and covered the earth, covering the entire back of the Demon City.
Covered.
Above the gun tip, thirty-six film-like light-wing umbrellas were spread out. There were no umbrella ribs, and there was no connecting anything between the umbrella surfaces. This violated the basic laws of the weapon and formed a virtual formation of thirty-six.
Six light umbrellas lead the way.
Balian has never seen such a weapon that combines a gun and an umbrella. He is holding this weapon, which is far less exaggeratedly huge than the Djinn battle axe. When he lifts his arm lightly, it seems to lift the weight of the entire Demon City Imperial City.
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His fingers accidentally touched the three characters engraved on the body of the gun.
"Tianji Umbrella..." Balian couldn't help but whisper the name of this weapon.
At this time, there were evil shouts of fighting nearby.
Perhaps the extremely high-profile Shengguang just now attracted the attention of the Manxie war army. The remote tower was immediately surrounded by the army, and the cavalry in the sky were like black clouds pressing down on the city, eagerly pressing forward.
Looking at this scene, Ning Feiyan inevitably had a heavy face. She summoned the demon sword with one hand: "Stupid cat, if this thing of yours doesn't work, both of us will have to answer here today." She said in a teasing tone,
The gaze he looked at the army was extremely sharp.
It can be seen that even the well-informed Ning Feiyan did not recognize what kind of weapon the spear umbrella in Bai Lian's hand was for a while.
The sky suddenly darkened, and the evil air force came swooping down on griffins, flying diagonally from both sides, without rushing to launch an attack.
Instead, they formed an outflanking force, blocking the escape route of the two people on the city wall. Then they set up their crossbows in the air and fired the bone arrows attached to the vicious corpse fire towards the two people on the city wall like a violent storm.
Ning Feiyan frowned: "The acquired spiritual root created by Shen Jibai is really a good thing. It actually made these brainless bastards know that they were playing with corpse fire poison arrows."
The phosphorescent white corpse fire reflected the city wall like a will-o'-the-wisp purgatory, and the long and narrow demon knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, pulled out a patch of flames in the air.
The demon sword in her hand was originally a natural weapon spirit that gathered the fire of the demon emperor's curse and the spiritual veins of half of the territory of Beiyuan. The faint firelight was like a firefly with nowhere to escape under a silvery rainstorm.
But the flickering spark contained a terrifying imperial power. In an instant, it cut into a prairie fire and stopped thousands of armies with one strike.
Dozens of griffin heads sprayed with blood. Ning Feiyan put away the smile on her face, bathed in the bloody wind on the battlefield, stepped over the griffin's head, and flew away the five barbarians who were swooping towards them with a knife.
The evil warrior, with a smooth movement, took over a crossbow that had fallen in battle.
The slender fingers dexterously unloaded the string and loaded the arrow. The ten bone arrows were placed steadily on the huge crossbow. Purple butterflies were flying around the arrow body. As soon as the finger was lifted, the string wire trembled rapidly, and the ten bone arrows disappeared.
On top of the crossbow.
Ten huge bloody blank spaces exploded in the sky.
In the dark army, she opened ten bloody spaces by herself.
Before Ning Feiyan could summon the demon butterfly, the head of the griffon he was stepping on suddenly trembled, the eyes covered with death suddenly popped open, and a big bloody hand came out and grabbed Ning Feiyan's ankle!
Ning Feiyan never thought that people could be hidden in the griffon's head. She felt an unparalleled force coming from beneath her body, and her feet suddenly sank into a muddy blood.
The plasma instantly boiled like oil, churning endlessly, and a demon with wings and bathed in hot blood crawled out of the head.
In her peripheral vision, Ning Feiyan saw the blood worms twisting and rolling in the boiling blood, and she instantly understood.
Every griffon on this battlefield has probably been transformed into a corpse, and the one who truly controls the body of the griffin is the Gu worm in the corpse.
Ning Feiyan is also a master of Gu Dao. The succubus clan does not follow this path. She learned the technique of cultivating demons with Gu insects from a race in the wild demon realm.
Winged demon.
Without thinking, she turned and slashed with her sword, exerting all her strength with one step, shattering the gryphon's head into a bloody mist.
The winged demon hidden in the head is fully exposed. His skin is red, and his eyes are sprouting from his waist. Blood and tears seem to be constantly flowing from his eyes, but if you look closely, you will see that the scarlet 'blood tears' are actually pieces of blood-red corpse worms.
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His back moved, and he regenerated two arms, spreading them sideways to the left and right. With one hand, he held the demon knife that Ning Feiyan was slashing with, and with the other strong hand, he strangled the back of her neck.
The blade penetrated into the muscle and cut the flesh, but failed to break the bone.
This winged demon actually caught her knife with his bare hands, and Ning Feiyan was shocked to realize that he might have encountered a king-level existence among the winged demons.
Sure enough, the voice of the man behind him slowly sounded: "I have long heard that the Lord of Four Rivers was seriously injured by the poison of the Hydra tribe. Today's battle is indeed true."
In the past, even if he was the king of the winged demons, even if he had the means of sneak attack, facing a real overlord like the Demon Realm River Lord, how could he dare to fight her in close combat?
Even at this moment, he did not dare to talk nonsense to Ning Feiyan for fear of something unexpected happening.
His wings spread out and fell down, as if he was preparing to wrap Ning Feiyan completely into his body and slowly eat away at it.
Ning Feiyan sensed his intention, her eyes turned cold, and when she looked back, the pair of wings that were wrapping around her were instantly blown away by the wind like dandelions of snow.
Without warning...
A look of pain and panic slowly appeared in Wing Demon's slowly widening vertical pupils. He seemed to be completely unable to understand what had just happened.
The palm holding the back of Ning Feiyan's neck seemed to be out of control and became cold and weak.
Ning Feiyan slowly turned around and looked at him straightly. She saw a thin red line of blood sloping from his shoulders to his waist and abdomen. The blood filled his eyes bit by bit, and the Wing Demon's eyes were filled with blood.
The corpse insect twisting in the middle also seemed to have been drained of life in an instant and fell into silence.
His body was cut open, the incision was like a mirror, and his upper body slid down diagonally.
"Ahhh..." Winged Demon uttered hoarse syllables on the verge of death. His six arms were reluctantly shaking in mid-air, as if they wanted to hold onto something.
But the six stretched out arms quickly decomposed into tiny blood clots during his movements, and the scattered blood clots decomposed into smaller blood beads. The blood beads turned into blood mist, and finally disappeared completely.
The head of the Winged Demon just disappeared.
Through the crimson blood mist, Ning Feiyan saw Bailian standing on the top of the city with a gun. The umbrella of the gun umbrella in his hand rotated slowly, and one of the umbrella leaves flickered with light threads.
The life force of the winged demon slowly returned.
A blood-colored vein suddenly appeared on the umbrella surface, which was as bright as a film.
The death of the Winged Demon General made the remaining gryphon legions furious. They lost control instantly and even ignored the orders of the evil cavalry. They roared and swarmed up to kill them like crazy.
Bailian glanced at the umbrella surface sideways, and found the corresponding runes on the umbrella surface and the gun body with extreme ease.
He touched the runes lightly with his fingers, pouring spiritual power into them. The thirty-six umbrella leaves slowly rotated, and a purple spear intention was pointed at the line of runes on the corresponding umbrella leaves like a pointer.
The umbrella leaves then froze, and an indescribable huge, far-reaching, indifferent, and cruel aura spread into everyone's heart, shocking them to the point of freezing their spiritual platform, as if they had suddenly fallen into the endless void.
The floating lines of faint purple light stretched out like the tentacles of death, piercing the bodies of more than a thousand cavalrymen in the sky.
The thread of light is extremely thin and long. It penetrates as fast as lightning and closes in an instant. The picture is extremely soft and gentle, and there is no blood. Only when it closes, the tip of the thread gently pulls out a little blood. Even if this heavenly umbrella can kill people, it can't.
It reveals an elegant and delicate aesthetic of killing.