Supreme Immortal Demon

"What the prince said is absolutely right."

"That's right, that's right! Your Majesty is kind-hearted and your kindness is greater than your power. This is why you attract talents and geniuses from all over the world to come to you."

"With Your Majesty Beiji and the princes here, all the talents in the world will come to you."

The air suddenly became cold.

It was not yet dawn, and this place was a place for execution. Hundreds of ghosts were lurking, and the evil aura was originally very heavy. At this time, the prince of the North Pole suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the extremely cold aura turned into strands and flowed towards the monks around him.

The ministers and generals under the command of the Great Emperor of the North Pole were all terrified. Many of them secretly looked at the monk who said the last sentence and was now livid, showing a look of watching a good show.

"Princes? You want to talk about Yu Youxi? My brother, a genius on the Heavenly Ranking, and trusted by my father, is indeed the first choice to inherit the Immortal Dynasty in the future."

Yu Youdong said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Prince, calm down. This is not what I meant..." The monk was so frightened that his face turned pale. He didn't know that he had violated a taboo. He knelt down in a hurry and bowed to Yu Youdong.

"Forget it, it's your business what you plan to do. But, until the end, who will know who will be the king and who will be the loser."

Yu Youdong sneered and took off the frozen black gourd from his waist. The surface of the gourd was surrounded by ghost patterns, revealing a strong breath of the netherworld. This netherworld gourd is his biggest reliance now. He returned from the Donghua Sect Yingxian City in frustration and was ignored by the North Pole Emperor. Seeing the gap between him and Yu Youxi getting bigger and bigger, Yu Youdong was restless. He knelt in front of the fairy cave where his mother was in seclusion for seven days and seven nights, and finally asked for this netherworld gourd.

The netherworld gourd is a super treasure. When it absorbs enough netherworld death energy, it can become a real heavenly magic weapon. It can not only be used to kill enemies. It can also be used for cultivation, breakthrough, refining and sealing demons, etc.

This is also the reason why Yu Youdong came here.

These days, in the territory of the Great North Pole Emperor, whenever there is a fight to the death or an execution, Yu Youdong will come no matter how busy he is.

And in the past month or so, he has come most often to this Tianqing Mine.

A month ago. A riot broke out in the Tianqing Mine.

More than 600 miners suddenly attacked the guards one night, killed 17 guards, took away the talisman key of the mine, and fled the mine at night. If there had not been a traitor among them and the news had not leaked, these more than 600 miners might have escaped and could never be found again.

The Left Guards were dispatched. More than 600 miners were captured overnight, and none of them were missing or dead, and all were imprisoned in the dungeon at the bottom of the mountain.

These miners were not beheaded immediately, but 20 people were beheaded every day, and the rest continued to stay in the dungeon at the bottom of the mountain, suffering from torment and torture until the day of Beichu's beheading.

Among the more than 600 miners, the one who was tortured the most was the initiator of the riot. A cultivator of the True Dao Realm who calls himself Baimei.

"The time has come. Kill!"

As the night faded and the day began to rise, the first ray of sunlight descended from the sky, and Yu Youdong said coldly.

Wow!

Twelve ghost-head knives fell.

Blood flew.

Twelve heads flew high.

Yu Youdong flicked open his gourd hat and absorbed the death energy of the netherworld.

"Ah!"

At this moment, a scream sounded, echoing between the mine and the valley.

The scream came from the bottom of the mountain. The pain of the scream not only frightened the miners on the mountain, but also made the Arctic monk who was guarding the miners pale.

"Looking for death."

Yu Youdong glanced at the bottom of the mountain and snorted coldly.

The surrounding monks looked at each other. They exchanged glances secretly.

Originally, the owner of this mine had not punished Baimei so severely, but with the arrival of Yu Youdong, he was furious after hearing the rumors about this person, and ordered a heavier punishment, and there would be new punishments every day.

For no other reason, it was just because the excuse used by this True Dao Realm cultivator named Baimei when he instigated the miners to riot violated the taboo of Yu Youdong, the prince of the North Pole.

This Baimei actually said that his master was Luo Chuan.

He also said that he was one of the first guards to follow Luo Chuan.

What kind of person is Luo Chuan, the master of the cannon fodder camp, the third on the Heavenly Ranking, and the most popular existence among the young generation in the world.

After leaving the Donghua Sect, Luo Chuan was silent for a short period of time, but not long after, news about him came from the Chaotic Sea one after another, and each of them made the cultivators who cared about him under the command of the North Pole Emperor secretly frightened. There were also cultivators who asked the North Pole Emperor for orders, saying that Luo Chuan had become powerful, and if he could not be recruited, he should be killed as soon as possible. But the Great Emperor of the North Pole always turned a blind eye to Luo Chuan. After receiving the news about Luo Chuan, he read it and let it go without saying anything.

In short, as Luo Chuan's reputation became more and more famous in Tianchenbuzhou, borrowing Luo Chuan's name was both a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing was that he successfully instigated many miners and staged an almost successful riot. The bad thing was that Luo Chuan's enemies and opponents also increased, and there were many who secretly envied him, among whom was the noble Prince of the North Pole Yu Youdong.

"Luo Chuan's personal guard? Haha, a personal guard of the True Dao Realm, even if he is useless, Luo Chuan probably won't care."

Yu Youdong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and waved his hand: "Fang Quehuo, from today, every day at noon, give him another Shura Ice and Fire Chain. He has been holding on for almost a month, even if he adds another ice and fire chain, with his identity as Luo Chuan's personal guard, it won't be a problem to hold on for another three or five days."

"Yes..." Fang Quehuo, the owner of the mine, hesitated, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He once hated Baimei as a thorn, but later on, he actually felt a touch of pity and sympathy for Baimei. A little true Taoist monk, just because he boasted wrongly and said something he shouldn't have said, was resented by Prince Beiji, who was more powerful than the two of them. He was tortured and humiliated day and night with ruthless methods. Even he couldn't stand it.

What surprised Fang Quehuo was that with these torture methods, the average true Taoist monk could only last five or six days at most, and seven or eight days at most was the limit. But this white eyebrow can actually hold on for such a long time. Even many of the first and second grade guards under the Arctic Emperor have such a character and endurance that they don't have.

If this Baimei hadn't only cultivated in the True Dao realm, Fang Quehuo might have really thought that this person had some kind of connection with Luo Chuan.

"He said that he is Luo Chuan's personal guard... Haha, then why didn't Luo Chuan come to save you? Luo Chuan is so powerful, and now he is known as a giant in Hunhai, the top figure of the younger generation, save you as a little mining slave It's not something that can be easily captured, so why would I leave you here... Luo Chuan, what's so great about Luo Chuan! Do you have to use his name!"

Listening to Yu Youdong murmuring to himself, Fang Quehuo had a stiff smile on his face, but his scalp felt numb and his heart felt bitter.

He naturally knew Prince Yuyoudong's experience in the Donghua Sect domain - meeting Luo Chuan and being humiliated. Even Jade Xingchen, who was ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking, was played over and over again by Luo Chuan, not to mention Yu Youdong. But Yu Youdong was not an ordinary young monk, but one of the princes of the Arctic Emperor.

It would be fine if he was Yu Youdong's confidant, but he was not, yet he heard Yu Youdong curse so gracelessly and resented a monk who had defeated him, and in front of him... One day Yu Youdong was in a bad mood. Thinking of what happened today, how could he still be alive?

"What are you still doing here? Why don't you quickly add a fire and ice chain to him? Fang Quehuo?" Yu Youdong glanced coldly at the mine owner beside him.

"Yes, my subordinate will go right away."

Fang Quehuo walked towards the bottom of the mountain with a stiff face.

"Bai Mei... why are you insisting... If I were you, rather than being tortured day and night, I'd rather die early! At least I can be reincarnated, forget the pain of this life, and start over. It's been a month, and you are really Do you expect Luo Chuan to come to save you... You have been tortured and stupid, have you forgotten, Luo Chuan is just an excuse you made up to confuse everyone!"

Fang Quehuo thought angrily as he walked away. As long as Bai Mei lives for one more day, Yu Youdong will not give up torturing Bai Mei, making him terrified.

"Why don't you...find a chance to deal with Baimei. Once it's over, you won't have to worry about the future. Yes, just do it...I've been tortured for so long, and the prince will never find out."

After Fang Quehuo made up his mind, he felt happy and his steps became much more brisk.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, there was a sudden tremor.

In the early morning, the fog was still thick. After a brief tremor, the mine shrouded in thick fog suddenly burst open with a roar!

Flying sand and rocks, rushing waves of energy!

The Arctic monks guarding the mine were knocked away one after another, while the mine slaves fell into the cracked valley.

"Protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The ministers and generals who came with Yu Youdong surrounded Yu Youdong three times inside and three times outside, looking at the deep valley at the bottom of the mountain with extremely vigilant eyes.

"Everyone get out of the way."

Yu Youdong shouted unhappily at the Arctic monks who were standing in front of him, sneered, and strode forward: "I would like to see who he is who dares to make such a joke with me."

He hated this feeling, the feeling of being protected by everyone. Neither his father nor his famous brother had ever been so protected.

The sound of breaking wind sounded from the bottom of the mountain.

The first people to see clearly the scene at the bottom of the mountain were the several Arctic monks guarding the mine. They had their mouths wide open and looked strange, and they looked at Yu Youdong from time to time.

Immediately afterwards, the two killer generals who went to investigate also saw it, with the same complex and strange eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Yu Youdong flew forward with a livid face. When he stood at the mouth of the valley and looked down, his face froze and his eyes froze.

"How can this be……"

At the bottom of the mountain, the imprisoned leader of the riot, Taoist Baimei, was being held up by a black butterfly, slowly flying upwards. Bai Mei lay on his side with his eyes closed, having passed out. However, all the restraining arrays on his body disappeared.

"Who is it!" Yu Youdong looked horrified and took a step back subconsciously, then his face twitched slightly: "Who is doing this!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!