The Demon Lord of Forgetfulness was desperate. He knew that those two strong and perverted guys had been seeking his happiness from the very beginning. It made him vomit blood that the Demon Lord of his generation had actually become a toy in the hands of others.
He knew that he would never survive today. He wanted to commit suicide, but the force exerted on him by Zhou Bochong, an old nymphomaniac, was so weird that it was impossible to shake him at all since many of his large holes were sealed.
He was completely desperate. If he had known he would die in such a humiliating way, he might as well have committed suicide in the first place.
Dugu Baitian and Zhou Bochong seemed to have gradually lost interest in the Forgetful Demon Lord, and slowly slowed down their movements and began to whisper. Anyone who has reached the holy level of this kind of supernatural power will communicate completely with their spiritual consciousness. It is difficult for outsiders who are not powerful to know the information of the person communicating with them.
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After the exchange, Zhou Bochong kicked the Forgetful Demon King hard on the butt and shouted to Dugu Baitian loudly: "I'm going to bed and I'll leave him to you."
After talking to Zhou Bochong, Lao Yin dived into the underground lair.
With a scream, the Forgetful Demon Lord flew towards Dugu Baitian.
Dugu Baitian blocked the castration of the Forgetful Demon Lord with his feet, then stepped on it and flew towards the Immortality Valley of the Han and Tang Empires.
The Demon King of Forgetfulness had already collapsed. He had already become incontinent when the two perverted strong men passed him around. This was a great shame for a saint-level master.
When Feng Sheng Xiu arrived at the Valley of Eternal Life, Dugu Baitian opened his acupuncture points and the Wangqing Demon Lord was completely paralyzed and fell to the ground helplessly.
"How do you want to die?"
"I...don't want...to die."
"Do you think it's possible?"
"I……"
"I want to die happily and reveal that person's hiding place."
"You... leave me alive and I will tell you. You also know that that person is working for the other side and his cultivation has reached an unpredictable state. If he can hide his aura, you will never find him for a while."
"Oh, you should be more realistic when bargaining with me."
The Wangqing Demon Lord gathered his energy and climbed up. He looked at Dugu Baitian high in the sky. His legs were shaking. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Okay, I'll tell you. Since he left me alone, I won't be polite. He is here."
There seems to be a prairie somewhere in the north of Tianyu Continent. I have seen him a few times, but I think he must have moved somewhere now, but it is definitely not too far away."
"Okay, you can go and die." Dugu Baitian said coldly.
Out of instinct, the Forsaken Demon Lord quickly flew into the air to escape from here.
But he was horrified to find that dozens of figures were attacking him from all directions. When he saw clearly that everyone was Dugu Baitian, he found that thick blood mist had appeared in front of him. He had a look of disbelief on his face.
The body exploded and a murderous man died.
"I wish you eternal life in the Valley of Eternal Life!"
Dugu Baitian's face was full of sadness.
When the life energy of the Forgetful Demon King was exhausted, Dugu Baitian was extremely excited. He jumped into the void with his right hand and raised his right hand to the sky. At this moment, the wind and clouds changed and a huge vortex appeared above his head. The sky above the vortex seemed to be being blown away little by little.
Devour and disappear.
Clouds within a radius of a hundred miles quickly gathered towards the Valley of Eternal Life, and the vast essence of heaven and earth was swept in by the vortex, all flowing from Dugu Baitian's raised right hand, into his left hand below him, and out.
The entire Valley of Immortality is surging with energy.
A faint shadow gradually appeared in the valley. Looking at the faint shadow, Dugu Baitian felt his blood surge all over his body. He gently called out: "Yue'er..."
Dugu Baitian accelerated the operation of the magic power of stealing the sky and seizing the sun. The essence of heaven and earth near the Immortal Valley was completely drained. The world was dark. Only the inside of the Immortal Valley remained bright.
The faint shadow below gradually became clearer and slowly floated up.
The sad and beautiful face stared at Dugu Baitian without blinking, and a stream of consciousness flowed into Dugu Baitian's ears: "You are here..."
"Yes...I'm here." Dugu Baitian's voice was choked with sobs: "I will never let you suffer any more harm...I swear that no one in this world can hurt you..."
The reunion between the two seemed ordinary, but everything was done without words. Only those who have truly experienced it can understand this wordless exchange.
Dugu Baitian carefully took out the blue tear crystal from his arms. The faint shadow in the air turned into a blue light and rushed into the blue tear crystal.
Dugu defeated the sky carefully to put away the tear crystal away from the "bombardment" for a while of thunder and the heavens disappeared.
Then he rushed underground and came to the underground palace under the Tongzhou City of the Qingfeng Empire.
Except for the dozens of powerful spiritual consciousnesses, the hall was as quiet as ever. However, there were constant fluctuations coming from the Moon God Palace. The tear crystals in Dugu Baitian's arms rushed out and floated in front of him.
A low, ethereal female voice echoed throughout the hall: "See you again in three years."
Everything is so ordinary.
There is an unusual atmosphere in the Dugu family of the Han and Tang Dynasties. The senior of the family who created King Ming's Fudo Kung Fu three hundred years ago has returned.
Dugu Baitian's father and grandfather opened their mouths in surprise. They never expected that this old ancestor would suddenly appear. They knew that this old man had broken the emperor and became a saint, and they knew that he could live forever.
Dugu Baitian's father, Dugu Yanzhi, said respectfully: "Ancestor, do you have anything to teach me?"
The sudden appearance of this old man did not embarrass Dugu and his son. At least he looked older than Dugu Feiyu and he was an old man with a white beard.
There is no trace of worldliness in the old man's body, he is like a fairy.
"I have heard about everything that happened to the Dugu family over the years. I never thought that a legendary figure would appear in our family and become my descendant. It is really ridiculous!"
Dugu Yanzhi and Dugu Feiyu guessed that the old man would talk about Dugu Baitian.
The old man continued: "There may be earth-shattering events in the future, but this will be a war in the holy realm. It is a blessing not to reach the holy realm. There must be a cause and a result. Everything will end...
I don’t want to come back, but I don’t know how many saints will disappear in the future war. I am getting old and timid. I don’t know what will happen in the future. Come back now and take a look.”
What kind of scene would this be like in the battle between Dugu father and son and the horrified saint!
Then the old man drifted away.
On the same day, Dugu Family welcomed another group of guests. An old man with gray hair led a group of young people to the Dugu Family in a lively manner.
The old man was obviously the old liar that Dugu Baitian met at Wuyin Peak earlier. Now the old liar's steps were light and no longer sick as before.
When Dugu Feiyu saw him, he punched him in the chest.
"Old gangster, you're not dead yet. You disappeared for no reason and made me worry about you in vain."
The old liar also punched Dugu Feiyu and cursed with a smile: "You old gangster, how can I leave first before you are buried? My old man has the hope of defeating the emperor and becoming a saint."
Old Liar and Dugu Feiyu were the few people in the martial arts world who knew that he was an Emperor Realm master. Old Liar was one of the few insiders. Dugu Feiyu kept a low profile.
Dugu Feiyu looked at the dozens of young people behind the old liar and asked, "Have you accepted apprentices? Why are there so many?"
"Hey, this is just part of it. There are still many people who haven't come yet. Don't underestimate these young people. In a few years, I dare say that they will be super masters in the martial arts world. These people will become the elites in the martial arts world."
Dugu Feiyu let these people into the house, and after arranging the young people, he led the old liar into the living room. Through conversation, he found out the whole story. The old liar was actually saved by Dugu Baitian. Now he is in the imperial realm and has exhausted all his skills.
There are faint signs of another breakthrough.
When he heard that he might break through the limits of the Imperial Realm, Dugu Feiyu was shocked and quickly recounted the words of the ancestor in his family.
The old liar was shocked and said: "It seems that I can't make any more breakthroughs for the time being."
"As long as you understand."
The old liar said: "At the beginning, I owed your grandson a huge favor. I wanted to lead these young people to work for him, but I may not be able to help him now. According to the guess of the senior in your family, your grandson must be already here now."
He has reached the holy level. People like us can't help him at all, and the grievances in the martial arts world no longer exist for him."
Dugu Feiyu sighed: "It's true that these are troubled times. Although ordinary people can't participate in the battles between saint-level masters, the earth-shattering battles will inevitably spread to the martial arts world. We people are not useless. After we prepare for the battle,
We may have to do some follow-up work, but the martial arts world may not be what it will be like by then."
The old liar's eyes lit up and he said: "Let's unite with some old guys who are not saints. The martial arts world has been in chaos in recent years. It's time to establish a new order."
"It's true that too many dark things have happened in the martial arts world in recent years and it's time to regroup."
On the surface, the matter discussed by the two old men is insignificant to a saint-level master. But it is precisely because the decisions of these two old men have a profound impact on the future. Of course, this so-called far-reaching impact has been for many years.
Afterwards, the dark side of the martial arts gradually broke away from the righteousness and returned to the pure martial style. In this environment, the conduct of those who will become saint-level masters in the future has improved a lot. In a sense, it ensures that the martial arts of future saint-level masters will be noble.