How many years has it been since the Crystal Palace was established? Maybe even Ao Guang doesn't remember.
He only knows that this place has carried him countless years and countless sorrows.
Back when Nezha was in trouble in the sea, a little three-year-old naughty boy used the magical weapon Hun Tian Ling in his hand to disturb the peace of the East China Sea tribe.
Even the Crystal Palace shook.
But the strange thing is that even if the Crystal Palace shook violently, it did not collapse because of Nezha's troubles in the sea.
Now, he collided with Demon Lihai, the head of the Demon Slaying Division, several times, causing countless furnishings in the main hall of the Crystal Palace to collapse.
Those rare items were accumulated over tens of thousands of years, but now they have all become rubbish.
"Brother Ao, are you going to fight me?" Mo Lihai's voice was serious, and the heavenly soldiers guarding the hall were also alert.
Ao Guang shook his head and said excitedly:
"The souls of my children and grandchildren are in the hands of that thief demon. I ask Brother Demon to give me some time. After I get the souls of my children and grandchildren back, I can stand side by side with you."
Seeing that he persisted, Mo Lihai didn't want to break up with him directly. He nodded and said:
"I'll give you a cup of tea. If it doesn't work, then I, the Demon Slayer Division, will overthrow your East China Sea Dragon Palace!
This thief monster was so sinful that he once preyed on children in Taoyuan Village and harmed countless other people.
Even more so in the Aolai Kingdom, so many mortal people died because of him. Even the King of Hell in the underworld went to heaven to file a complaint. Such behavior is too numerous to describe. I hope Brother Ao will not become a thief because of a small gain.
The demon’s accomplice.”
Ao Guang nodded, expressed his gratitude to Mo Lihai, then turned around and came to Baozi, stretched out his dragon claws, and said coldly:
"Give me!"
Before Baozi could speak, Ziwu rushed forward first, pointed at the group of demon compatriots who were suppressed by the heavenly soldiers, and said in a trembling voice:
"What's going on here? Didn't you tell me that they are all training in the Demon Dragon Pond? Why are they in a cage?"
Baozi's body was filled with demonic aura, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. If the purple witch hadn't stopped him, he would have already charged forward.
He also understood that Zi Wu was caught in the middle. No matter what he did, he would hurt another person he cared about. He could only stand there and ask Ao Guang for an explanation.
Ao Guang snorted coldly, pointed to the cage in the distance, scanned the hall again, and said disdainfully:
"Do you think we, the East China Sea Dragon Palace, have any options?
The Demon Slayer Division has sealed off the Dragon Palace, and it is no longer possible to enter or exit the Dragon Palace. Not to mention the resources, even some of the same clan that can be used for food have been completely eaten by us.
If we continue, let alone you and me, even the elders and elders of Demon Dragon Pond will starve to death because of lack of food."
Purple Witch suppressed his anger and said with a pale face:
"But haven't I not eaten for half a year? Isn't this enough?"
Ao Guang laughed loudly, his eyes filled with contempt:
"Only you? Food for half a year? How much can that be?
How many dragons do you think there are in the entire Dragon Palace? How many soldiers and generals are there? Are they all like you? Can they endure without food for half a year?
If I hadn't sacrificed the lives of these thieves and monsters, they would have mutinied long ago, and you still want them to guard the Dragon Palace for us? What a joke!"
"Then, you will eat your own people?"
Baozi didn't know when he came to Zi Wu, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and his four claws dug four big holes in the floor.
Ao Guang curled his lips and said lightly, somewhat as it should be:
"You ate it too, and you're still talking about me?"
Baozi was stunned when he heard this, but Ziwu came to her senses. In the past two days, she had seen with her own eyes that Baozi's meals were all delicious, and they were all delicious. All kinds of meat were sweet and delicious.
Ask her who the cook of the Dragon Palace is.
Unexpectedly, he actually used his fellow demons.
Seeing the annoyance on Zi Wu's face, Baozi also figured out the key, and his murderous aura was released, and his whole body collapsed, without any toughness at all.
Yes, he ate, he ate, he ate his own people...
He thought he was some kind of white lotus, but in the end, what was the difference between him and Ao Guang?
How could he eat someone from the same clan, a demon clan?
Could it be that he didn't notice anything wrong when he was eating?
When he was fighting against Mo Ji, he had already heard that Purple Witch hadn't eaten for half a year, so how could he eat so well and so openly?
His limp body seemed to have lost its backbone and could no longer lift any energy.
Seeing this, the Demonic Sea not far away struck a chord while the iron was hot:
"What a Holy Lord, what a Demon Saint Qilin. When you live with mortals, you eat mortal children. When you advance and retreat with the demon tribe, you eat fellow demon tribesmen. You are such a good monster, hahaha!"
As soon as these words came out, Baozi's consciousness exploded with a "boom" like a thunderbolt.
He ate children; he ate fellow demons.
Who is he?
The soul-capturing knife that he originally swallowed seemed to sense the changes in his consciousness in his body, and countless innocent souls spontaneously came out and attacked his head.
"You hateful guy, it must be you, it's all you. Without you, we wouldn't be innocent souls locked up in the soul-stealing knife. It's all your fault!"
"It's all your fault. We are going to eat your soul and leave you with nowhere to escape. You can never harm the world again!!!"
"You devil, you actually ate children and your own compatriots, go to hell!!!"
"No, it's not like that, it's not like that!"
Baozi screamed desperately, as if he wanted to prove himself:
"I don't know, I really don't know, I didn't mean it!!!"
Countless wronged souls were constantly tumbling in his sea of consciousness, trying to completely scatter his last trace of clarity.
Baozi struggled desperately, trying to explain to the innocent souls that he didn't do it on purpose, that he didn't do it on his own initiative, and that he didn't even know about it.
However, the enemy souls didn't care so much, they still kept attacking his sea of consciousness...
"Holy Lord! Don't give up! We believe in you! We support you!!!
ah..."
A loud voice came from a cage not far away. It was a snake spirit, spitting out letters to express its trust in Baozi. However, before the words could be heard, a heavenly soldier killed him on the spot.
The eyes of the other demon tribes were full of fear, and no one knew whether the next one of the swords from the heavenly soldiers would fall on them.
"We also believe in you, Baozi, you are the Demon Saint Qilin, you are the Lord of all demons, don't hesitate, do what you want to do, you are not wrong!!!"
Among the wronged souls, two long and narrow dragon-shaped shadows suddenly appeared above the sea of consciousness, and began to devour the wronged souls tearing apart Baozi's sea of consciousness, and expressed their support for Baozi in the sea of consciousness.