I Have a City in a Different World

For some unknown reason, after the Demon God discovered Tang Zhen, he finally chose to let him go.

A fierce battle that might have erupted was resolved quietly.

Looking at the demon god who turned and left, Tang Zhen noticed something was wrong. The other party's behavior gave him a sense of performance.

The question is who is the show for, and what are you trying to hide?

There were some vague speculations in his heart, prompting Tang Zhen to hold his troops and continue to observe secretly.

After completing the punishment for the audience and duelists, the Demon God looked at the monk who was entangled in tentacles and could not get rid of it at all.

"The most hateful thing is you, those bastard lackeys, working together to bully Lao Tzu!

The monks in the spiritual world do not have a good thing.

Don't think that the outside cultivators are easy to bully, if they really launch their power, they are guaranteed to turn the spiritual world upside down! "

The Demon God's remarks revealed a piece of information that he was not actually an aboriginal monk in the spiritual world.

For some reason, he was suppressed by the local monks in the spiritual world, so his heart was full of anger.

After breaking the seal, what the devil wants to do most is to take revenge on the enemy.

In the face of the devil's rebuke, a group of monks trembled, not knowing how to refute.

In fact, they are at a loss, and they don't understand at all, what did they do wrong?

I wanted to refute and justify, but in the face of the pressure of the Demon God, I couldn't even say a word.

Can only stare, listening to the devil's sentence.

"Let me think about it, how should I punish you?"

The Demon God said this, showing a thoughtful expression, but it made the monks more and more uneasy.

"By the way, don't you like to cut off the hands and feet of disobedient guys and imprison them in iron jars?

I've decided to let you experience what it feels like! "

When the devil said this, he waved his hand at the sea of ​​magma and fire, and saw large jars carved from black stones floating up one after another.

The tentacles that wrapped around the cultivator moved to the top of the jar and wriggled quickly.

Like a rotary cutting machine, all the hands and feet of these monks were cut off, and then they were stuffed into the jar.

In the black jar, there was a red solution. After the monks were stuffed into it, the surface of the liquid quickly solidified.

Like a shell, the monk's body is sealed in a jar, and there is no possibility of getting rid of it.

Then I saw these jars, floating up and down in the sea of ​​magma and fire, constantly burning the monks in the jars.

No matter how they wailed, they couldn't get rid of the stone jar, and could only endure the pain of boiling continuously.

This is the most vicious place, let the flaming lava burn the pot, and then use the boiling solution to cook the monk's body.

Life is better than death every moment, but it is simply miserable to be unable to get rid of death.

Compared with the spectators who were turned into meat balls and the duelists who were constantly beheaded, the monks suffered more severe punishment.

Just because under the control of the devil, the pain of these monks has been magnified to the real limit.

The head exposed outside the jar had a distorted expression like a ferocious ghost, and the wailing sound made people tremble.

The death arena at this moment has completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

"Hahaha……"

Looking at the scene in the arena, the Demon God couldn't stop laughing, and his anger was finally vented.

At the same time, a large group of monks gathered over the city where the smoke billowed.

They surrounded the arena of death, looking at the purgatory-like scene, their expressions were extremely solemn.

At the same time as the disaster occurred, the monks in the city had already moved quickly to find the reason for the change.

It didn't take long before the death arena was locked.

It's just the huge demon god that makes the cultivator stay away, for fear that he will become the target of attack.

The Demon God is so powerful that there is no need to question it.

Once beheaded by the Demon God, years of hard work will be in vain, which is really not worth it.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the monks in the spiritual world lack a trace of blood in their bones.

Even in the face of a large number of deaths of urban residents, they will not rush to rescue, after all, they can be reborn after death.

But no matter what, the Demon God must be eliminated, otherwise the entire city will be completely turned into ruins.

They have been operating here for many years, and the rise and fall of the city is related to their own interests, and they will never sit idly by.

But how to solve the crisis requires a long-term plan.

The demon god who just broke through the seal is definitely in a weak state, but it is definitely not an existence they can challenge.

It's like a sick elephant, facing a group of ants that want to devour it, as long as the elephant is willing to fight back, all the ants can be trampled to death with just one foot.

The only thing the monks can do is to stand around the death arena and wait for the senior monks to come to the rescue.

Senior monks may be useless, only the gods can resolve this crisis.

This kind of high-level war of gods is definitely not something they can participate in, and they may not even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

Looking at the Demon God's posture, he was really too lazy to pay attention to those cultivators, and just regarded them as flying insects and mosquitoes.

If you don't provoke yourself, you don't need to shoot it to death, so as not to waste time.

The Demon God seemed to be waiting for an opponent of the same level as him to arrive.

Without waiting too long, dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, covering the entire city.

The appearance of the dark clouds seems to be to cover up some hidden and great existences and prevent mortals from seeing their figures.

However, it can still be seen that in this rolling dark cloud, there seems to be a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes.

The place to look at is the center of the death arena.

The devil's head made of smoke showed a hideous expression, staring fiercely at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Shameless bastard, you still have the face, I really thought I couldn't kill you!"

In the tone of the Demon God, there is seven points of anger, two points of grievance, and a strong sense of unwillingness.

"Gu Xing Taoist, I warned you at the beginning, this is not the outside world, and it is definitely not a place where you go wild.

Since you don't listen to the advice, it is a matter of course that you will be suppressed.

Now that I have broken through the seal, I should learn to be smarter and get out of my spiritual realm immediately.

Otherwise, you will be suppressed again, and you will never break through the seal easily, or even your Godhead will be deprived and damaged! "

The existence in the dark cloud issued a warning to the devil.

"Fuck your motherfucker, what's wrong with me getting my things back?

You fucking bastards, shamelessly shielding each other, and working together to bully Lao Tzu, an outsider.

Today, I will put my words here. If I don't return what I have, then even if my godhead collapses, I will never give up! "

The Demon God's remarks also involved a lot of secrets.

It seems that many years ago, the treasure of the devil was deceived, and he entered the spiritual realm in order to ask for it.

As a result, an accident happened, not only did he not find his things, but he was bullied by the monks of the spiritual world.

In the end, outnumbered and suppressed under the death arena.

The thing that can make the Demon God care so much and try to get it back is definitely not an ordinary item.

The monks in the spiritual world are indeed shameless.

Why didn't he kill the devil directly, obviously the other party couldn't do it, or he had some scruples.

But being able to shield each other and join hands to seal and suppress the debt collectors is enough to prove the shamelessness of the monks in the spiritual world.