I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 429 429. Meeting the King

The interior of the evil demon statue was pitch black. The moment Saint King Pushu stepped into it, he seemed to sense something and looked up suddenly.

In the middle of the dark sky, there was a mysterious figure sitting cross-legged. He was shrouded in a dark and gray light. His face could not be seen clearly, but he could faintly feel the divine aura emanating from him, which was terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Saint King Pushu's seven blood pupils shrank slightly and his breathing stagnated.

Is it really an evil demon? !

He thought it was a little ghost pretending to be a ghost. This happened in a sacrificial ceremony three thousand years ago.

With a drop of evil demon's blood, he pretended to have the aura of an evil demon and fooled the Saint King with audacity, but unfortunately, at the level of the Saint King, it is not so easy to be fooled.

He easily exposed the other party's stupid behavior and then slapped him to death.

But this time it seemed different.

Saint King Pushu was suspicious and did not move forward, fearing to offend the mysterious being in the distance.

The mysterious being seemed to have noticed his arrival. A majestic gaze suddenly locked onto him in the darkness. A low and hoarse voice came from all directions, and two ancient and obscure syllables sounded in the silence, like the sound of Sanskrit, which was deafening.

These two syllables were not ordinary evil language. They contained the ancient pressure of the Nine-Eyed Evil God. Saint King Pushu seemed to hear the roar of the world collapsing at the twilight of the gods, narrating the desolate and distant lost epic.

The divine power was mighty, and Pushu was terrified. The suspicion in his heart that was still suspicious disappeared in an instant. His seven blood eyes shrank suddenly, and he knelt on one knee.

He was completely sure that the person in front of him was probably

the evil demon!

The bright evil demon aura was more than a thousand times more terrifying than the aura of those jumping clowns who used the blood of the evil heart to disguise the evil demon.

In addition, he also possessed a terrifying divine pressure that was even stronger than Huojin and Zaijie. Although he seemed a little weak from the perspective of spiritual perception, this was obviously due to his recent recovery.

"Clan name?" Through understanding, Pushu quickly understood that the two ancient syllables were asking for his name.

"Pushu Abrechi Rosfandar, I meet the Great Lord." He knelt on one knee, suppressed his fear and doubt, and said respectfully in a deep voice.

To be honest, Pushu didn't know much about this existence called Ermo.

Or rather, the entire Evil Realm didn't know much about this mysterious great existence.

Ermo's historical existence had long been erased, leaving only the bizarre legend that he had attempted to devour the Evil Realm with his own power.

But in any case, this was not an existence that he, a mere Seven Eyes, could offend.

Seeing the Seven Eyes Saint King suddenly kneel down, respectfully reported his name, and called him the Great Lord, Xia Feng raised his eyes slightly, and didn't expect that he could really scare this guy.

He was ready to use force.

But it is true that the breath of the evil demon's heart, combined with the real pressure of the dragon god, would make anyone who saw this situation nervous.

Moreover, Miss Xielong uttered two more evil clan syllables containing divine pressure, which frightened a Saint King so much that he dared not act rashly.

Xia Feng still crossed his legs and floated in the air. He didn't say much, but with a thought, a golden sword with ancient divine patterns flowing between his eyebrows appeared and flew lightly towards Pu Xiu.

The seven blood pupils of Saint King Pu Xiu shrank slightly. He could clearly sense that this sword was a divine-level slavery contract.

Once signed, he would become the other party's slave for life and could not resist.

He was terrified and wanted to retreat, resisting in his heart, but the next moment, the terrifying existence in the darkness seemed to open his vertical pupils, and the divine eyes that looked down at him were like the laws of heaven, without any emotion.

Pu Xiu felt like he was in an ice cellar.

The inexplicable panic was like a tide, and the oppressive feeling was like falling into an abyss of endless bones.

Even in the face of disasters and catastrophes, he had never been so afraid. The dignity of a Saint King collapsed, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and his head drooped.

He obediently accepted the slavery of the divine covenant.

Although it was just a glance, Pu Xiu knew clearly that if he dared to show any hesitation and resistance at this moment, this great existence would be too lazy to talk to him anymore and directly end his life.

In Xia Feng's surprised eyes, Saint King Pu Xiu became more respectful and submissive, and the golden sword sank into the brow of the seven-eyed disaster.

The golden sword was the Dragon God Order, which could turn the target into a servant of the Dragon God with the target's inner consent. The current upper limit is seven.

The Dragon God Order was originally used to enslave gods, but it is not impossible to enslave a near-god existence.

For Xia Feng, the real eight-eyed evil god is not easy to fool, and it is good to be able to deceive a seven-eyed Saint King now.

In addition, the Dragon God Order originally looked like a small sword with dragon patterns, but after being disguised and transformed by Miss Evil Dragon, it became this golden small sword.

Saint King Pu Xiu could only see that this was an authority called [Divine Order].

The golden small sword disappeared between Pu Xiu's eyebrows, and the bottom of his seven blood-red pupils lit up with golden light at the same time. An invisible seal shackled his life and soul, and he suddenly felt infinite fear and submission in his heart.

He prostrated himself respectfully and kowtowed to the ground: "Pu Xiu, I pay my respects to the king."

[Dragon God Order (1/7): 1. Pu Xiu (Seven Eyes·Evil Spirit Disaster)]

Seeing that it went so smoothly, Xia Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although it was a bit wasteful to give the precious Dragon God Order to a Seven Eyes, the Dragon God Order could be lifted.

If Pu Xiu didn't want to be a servant of the Dragon God in the future, there were gods who were willing to be.

"Your Majesty, I need your generosity for something." Pu Xiu did not forget his real purpose, and briefly explained the matter of descending into the blood sea disaster.

Now that the projection ceremony has been completed, Pu Xiu needs to stand in the center of the evil demon statue, which is Xia Feng's current position, to perform the projection transmission.

Xia Feng did not answer Pu Xiu, but slowly floated down from the sky.

As he walked slowly towards Pu Xiu, the mysterious gray mist caused by the bronze mask on his body slowly dissipated, and at the same time, the terrifying divine pressure emanating from his body instantly became false, as if it had never existed.

Pu Xiu's seven blood pupils gradually changed from respect to astonishment, and his pupils slowly expanded.

The great being in front of him suddenly became a normal human body with an ordinary face. There was no trace of divinity and evil demon on his body!

Instead, it was a familiar and disgusting spiritual master's breath!

Is this a fifth-level spiritual master? !

Xia Feng smiled and continued to walk slowly towards Pu Xiu. After all, if a battle broke out in the future, all his disguises would be easily seen through by the Holy King of the Evil Clan when he used spiritual methods, so there was no need to hide now.

"!!!"

After Pu Xiu came back to his senses, he finally realized that he had been fooled! He had been fooled by a -

a mere fifth-level human ant!