A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The small world of magic vine.

In the Magic Leaf Family clan, some members of the Horned Demon Emperor clan who went out and were lucky enough not to be exterminated rebuilt their families here. They built a simple formation on the spiritual veins as a symbol to fulfill the family's duty to protect the land in the Imperial clan. .

Due to the war and security reasons, very few people returned, only dozens of clan members, and only one general-level Moye clan member.

More importantly, a slave clan called the Fujitora clan is dealing with various things, building formations, repairing damaged family mountains, houses, etc.

No one noticed a subtle shadow in the soul of a Yuanying-level Fujitora demon named Fujitora Stone.

This subtle shadow is integrated with the soul and seems to exist naturally.

In fact, the souls of living beings are all kinds of strange and have various physiques. It is not surprising that they are more gray.

Even the Great Emperor can't say that he can tell anything at a glance.

The same is true for this Nascent Soul-level Fujitora himself.

He faithfully did what his master told him to do, carefully built the formation, took out each formation weapon that had no difference in appearance from the usual Imperial clan formation base, and buried it in the soil.

The core array device is respectfully delivered to the owner for activation.

A few months later, a fourth-level low-grade formation rose up in the Demon Leaf Family.

"It's done."

"It's so easy."

Deep in the soul of this Nascent Soul-level Vine Tiger Demon, a shadow breathed a sigh of relief and fell into silence.

At this moment,

In the small world of Movine, the fifth-level spiritual veins of the Moye family have undergone some extremely subtle changes, which are just like the rhythm of the life cycle of the spiritual veins themselves, without arousing any suspicion.

In the virtual world of souls.

Different from the past Divine Soul Realm, there are only nine people here, excluding someone.

It seems that he has been prepared for a long time and activated the prepared means. He also does not trust the other party and has various plans.

"That person,"

"His true nature has begun to revive."

Shadow Demon Daozi whispered: "In these years, the number of killings and deaths has shocked me."

"I often think about whether I am from a demon sect or he is from a demon sect."

"Often confused."

"Isn't this normal?"

Ji Liuyue was a little confused: "Whether it is his original sect or the current sect, they are all demon sects. Did you only know it today?"

"No."

"It's different. I'm not talking about reputation. In the eyes of enemies, everyone is a demon."

Shadow Demon Daozi seemed to be a little confused: "In reality, his sect's reputation is much better than mine. Even among mortals, it is much better than your sect. It can be called a sect of sages."

"As for the cultivators of the small world, apart from not allowing them to be promoted, they are pretty good in other aspects. They will not kill them without reason."

"Their reputation is relatively good, but..."

"Forget it...don't worry about it."

Shadow Demon Daozi shook his head and got rid of these messy thoughts: "Most of the things in the Demon Vine Small World have been done, and it is barely usable. There are still a few places, but they are just backups. The kings of each family are out, and the internal erosion is difficult. It’s much lower, and we expect to be able to do things well in another ten years.”

The matter here refers to the arrangement of the Nine Spirit Realm concealment formation.

All Jiudaozi's energy has been busy with this matter these years, and all his cultivation has come to a standstill for this reason.

"How are things going with you?"

Shadow Demon Daozi asked.

He is in charge of the Demon Vine Small World and several other small worlds.

"The small world of Huangsha has stagnated and will not be activated until the kings leave."

"The small world of Blackwater is slowly eroding..."

"The magic stone world has been completed..."

"Huayun Small World has been completed..."

All the Taoists reported one by one. Only Xuanwu Taozi's progress was slow and a little embarrassing, but no one said anything. Several Taoists said they would go and help when they had time.

"Expected,"

Tianji Daozi estimated for a moment: "In another thirty years, it will be basically completed. We have a margin for our work. We must do our best in every step, and it will be okay if we lack some."

"Then, it's just waiting for the big fish..."

…

Jiang Ding grabbed ten blood dragons and flew towards the starry sky of the small yellow sand world without stopping for a moment.

An illusive and hazy green flame butterfly caught up with him in an instant. It had no lethality and seemed to be a tracking technique such as cause and effect.

Jiang Ding was about to draw his sword and kill him.

"The Blood River King,"

"I have admired your name for a long time."

The voice of Emperor Cangkong came from the illusory butterfly, with good intentions: "Your Excellency, with the body of a slave and a broken foundation, has cultivated the fourth level of swordsmanship. It can be said that you are an unprecedented person and an unparalleled genius."

"Being alone is not as good as it is."

"This is normal."

"You are far inferior to me."

Jiang Ding put down the hilt of his sword and said calmly.

"..."

Emperor Cangkong was silent for a moment.

He had to admit that this was indeed the case.

I thought it was a compliment and a condescending gesture, but the other party dismissed it. This person did not have the humility that any slave should have, and he had strong self-confidence in his heart.

"The Blood River King."

"As far as I know, you have gotten rid of the slave mark of the Yanshi family?"

Emperor Cangkong stopped beating around the bush and asked.

He is now known as the Son of the Wise Emperor, and his reputation is extremely good compared to the Flame Emperor who often kills people and exterminates his family. All the kings are willing to act as his eyes and ears, and many secrets are not secrets at all.

"Indeed."

Jiang Ding nodded and admitted.

"What benefits did Emperor Yanliu give you?"

Emperor Cangkong asked again.

"That person is narrow-minded, arrogant, cowardly, and weak. As far as I am concerned, there is no possibility of recruiting you with his personality charm."

He made a judgment with some disdain.

In his eyes, the Flame Emperor's son was just the son of a country tycoon, and had never been his true opponent.

"What else could it be?"

"My king is so old and decrepit. Even today, what else can impress me?"

Jiang Ding asked rhetorically.

"But the "Tao Xin Zhong Demon Slave Sutra"?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ding's eyes brightened slightly and he looked at Emperor Cangkong with a hint of kindness and kindness in his eyes.

"The Blood River King."

"Gu Ye can give it to you, the "Tao Xin Zhong Demon Slave Sutra"."

Emperor Cangkong said slowly.

The other person didn't answer, and continued to look at him expectantly.

However, Emperor Cangkong said: "Being alone in the ancient emperor's family, you are better protected. You have more chances of survival."

"I won't lie to you. I can only swear to my ancestors that I will do everything possible to let you survive."

He said with utmost sincerity.

"As long as you surrender to me..."

"Shut up!"

"The sky."

The kindness and kindness in Jiang Ding's eyes disappeared, he interrupted him and said coldly: "Don't talk about these irrelevant things. I want the Great Emperor's scriptures, the real Great Emperor's scriptures, not this kind of slave scriptures."

"If you give it to me now, I will immediately help you capture the Flame Emperor's son."

Emperor Cangkong was silent.

for a long time,

he sighed.

"I really want to agree, but I can't do it..."

Emperor Cangkong sighed, and his voice gradually disappeared.