Commander Zuo's cold and majestic voice echoed over the top of the mountain.
Ji Tianxing frowned fiercely and looked at him with a cold face, his whole body filled with murderous intent.
He did not get angry immediately, and shouted to Zuo Shuai in a deep voice: "I know that you are following the orders of the Demon Emperor to deal with me, and the Demon Emperor's target is me!
Let me see my father, I want to see that he is safe and sound!"
Zuo Shuai did not speak and raised his left palm expressionlessly.
There was a flash of light in his palm, and a crystal clear crystal ball appeared out of thin air.
The mysterious crystal ball is obviously a magic weapon.
Sealed in the crystal ball is a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, it is Ji Changkong.
When Ji Tianxing saw the crystal ball clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
His eyes were focused on Ji Changkong, and his heart was lifted when he saw Ji Changkong's tragic condition of being seriously injured and covered in blood.
Fortunately, Ji Changkong was only seriously injured and is still alive for the time being.
Unfortunately, Ji Tianxing's spiritual sense could not penetrate into the crystal ball.
He could neither detect his father's injuries nor send spiritual messages to his father to inquire about the situation.
Seeing the tragic scene of his father being severely injured and unconscious, Ji Tianxing felt a surge of anger in his heart.
He stared at Zuo Shuai with cold eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Let my father go, I can claim my own skills and follow you back to the Northern Desert to meet the Demon Emperor."
Obviously, this is just a delaying tactic on his part.
As long as his father could escape danger, he would rather declare his own skills and return to the Northern Desert with the two demon commanders.
After all, there are many ways for him to escape.
The massacrer in the pit of ruins quickly flew out of the pit, came to the sky, and stood beside Zuo Shuai.
Hearing Ji Tianxing's words, he immediately sneered secretly and couldn't wait to agree.
"Hmph! Humans are indeed reptiles and weaklings fettered by their seven emotions and six desires!
No matter how strong this kid is, if his father is in our hands, he must obey!
After he claims his own power, I will definitely use thousands of methods to torture and kill him!"
However, what neither Ji Tianxing nor Tu Ren expected was that Zuo Shuai shook his head and refused, with a contemptuous sneer on his face.
"Ji Tianxing, don't embarrass yourself in front of me with this little trick of yours!
To His Majesty the Demon Emperor, only the blood of the Sword God is useful, and you are nothing more than a useless ant.
Why should I bother taking you back to the Northern Desert? I only need your Sword God bloodline!"
After saying that, Zuo Shuai waved his hand and shot out a bloody light, flying in front of Ji Tianxing.
In the blood light, there was a dark and cold magic sword.
The magic sword is only more than two feet long, and the blade is twisted like a snake. It is engraved with mysterious and simple patterns. It is obviously a soul-level magic weapon.
The magic sword was suspended in mid-air in front of Ji Tianxing, flashing with a cold magic light and exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
Zuo Shuai played with the crystal ball with his left hand, and with his right hand behind his back, exuding a powerful domineering spirit, he sneered and said: "Ji Tianxing, I will give you a chance.
In front of me, kill yourself with that sword and pierce your heart, and I will let your father go."
Ji Tianxing immediately frowned and secretly clenched his fists in his sleeves.
He knew very well that the demons had always been cunning and cruel, and would never keep any promises or faith.
That magic sword is very strange. It is probably a magic weapon that can draw the blood of the sword god.
Even if he really committed suicide on the spot with the magic sword, the Demon Commander would definitely not let his father go.
The final result must be that he and his father died together.
"What if I don't obey?" Ji Tianxing stared at Zuo Shuai with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice.
Commander Zuo didn't show any anger, he raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said sullenly: "If you don't obey, then I will kill your father, then kill you, and personally take out the bloodline of the Sword God!"
As he spoke, he clenched his left palm forcefully, and with six strong and thick fingers, he squeezed the crystal ball until it made a crunching sound.
The crystal clear crystal ball immediately showed several cracks.
The crystal ball was filled with wisps of blood, turning into bloody snakes, biting Ji Changkong's body.
Ji Changkong, who was in a coma, had several bloody holes all over his body bitten by bloody snakes, and several pieces of flesh and blood were torn off. He suddenly struggled and screamed in pain.
It's a pity that he was sealed in the crystal ball. No matter how he screamed, Ji Tianxing couldn't hear him.
Seeing his father being bitten by a bloody snake and struggling in pain, Ji Tianxing's eyes suddenly burst into tears, and his angry eyes turned blood red.
"Stop! You devil, stop it!" He clenched his fists and shouted angrily through gritted teeth.
Zuo Shuai then slowly loosened his six fingers, causing the bloody snakes to disperse.
He stared at Ji Tianxing with sinister eyes and asked with a joking smile: "Haha, it is true that father and son have a deep love!
Ji Tianxing, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Either pick up that sword and kill yourself, or you and your father die together!
I will only give you six breaths, after which your father will definitely die!"
As Commander Zuo finished speaking, an invisible aura of death quietly spread and enveloped the entire mountain top.
The air seemed to have solidified, and the heaven and earth seemed to become gray and colorless.
Even the golden light cast by the rising sun was obscured by dark clouds that came from nowhere.
The heavy, depressing, chilling and death atmosphere filled Ji Tianxing's heart!
"one!"
Zuo Shuai raised his right palm and retracted one finger.
Ji Tianxing stood stiffly on the spot, staring at Zuo Shuai with his eyes fixed on him. Thousands of thoughts were flashing through his mind, racking his brains to think of a solution.
"I only have six breaths, how can I save my father?
The strength of this demon commander is several times stronger than that of Tu Ren, and his fortitude and resourcefulness are also extremely high. It is too difficult to deal with!
If I forcefully rescue my father, I'm afraid my father will be killed by Zuo Shuai before I can grab the crystal ball!
No! We can’t take action by force, this Demon Commander is more treacherous and vicious than a massacre, I can’t take any chances!”
Just as he was anxiously analyzing and considering, Zuo Shuai retracted the second finger of his right hand.
"two!"
Two breaths of time have passed.
Ji Tianxing's expression became increasingly ugly, and the murderous intent and anger in his chest almost exploded.
"You can't do it by force. Do I really want to commit suicide with that magic sword?
No! I can never take this risk. The magic sword is very weird. The magic commander must have prepared it a long time ago.
Even if I commit suicide and die by then, my father will probably still die... I must live!"
At this time, Zuo Shuai retracted his third finger.
"three!"
The atmosphere became colder and colder, the sky and the earth became dark, and the sun lost its brilliance.
"Time is running out, I must think of a way immediately!"
Ji Tianxing was worried, and the veins on his forehead were looming.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he thought of various methods, including using the Su Xin Demon Suppression Technique, Mountain and River Seal, Thunder Spirit Eyes and other special skills.
But he desperately discovered that no matter which stunt he used, he was never absolutely sure to snatch the crystal ball back from Zuo Shuai!
Anger and despair filled Ji Tianxing's heart.
He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the mysterious and cold magic sword suspended in mid-air in front of him.
"Four!"
Zuo Shuai's voice sounded again, and the fourth finger retracted.
There are only the last two breaths left.
Ji Tianxing stretched out his hand with great difficulty and slowly reached towards the magic sword.
"No matter what, let's stabilize this devil commander first!"
He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind to reach out and hold the magic sword.
At this moment, a powerful and vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind.
"How could you forget me at this time? Do you think I don't exist?"
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