Vol 2 Chapter 1366: Unkillable Saint King, Great Desolate Desert

"Of course, our immortality is true immortality.
It is the immortality that is allowed and tacitly approved by heaven. "
The Undead King didn't even think about it, and said directly.
He has this confidence.
He thinks that no one can really kill him except Heaven.
Because the Nirvana of their Phoenix clan is within the rules of heaven.
In a word, what can't kill me will only make me stronger.
He came to hunt down Xu Zimo, not just to return the favor of the saint ancestor.
I also want to rely on the power of the demons to keep myself resurrected.
There may be a glimmer of opportunity to reshape one's own foundation.
Otherwise, his whole life would really stop there.
"Although you are the phoenix of the dying ancient times.
But it seems that the ancestors of your clan didn't tell you anything," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied.
"What do you mean?" The Undead King frowned.
There is always a bad hunch in him, but he doesn't know what the hunch is because of.
"As early as the time of the devil, when I traveled, heaven and earth had to retreat.
The demons follow.
The holy court is just hiding in the dark, lingering ants. "
Xu Zimo said, "If your Phoenix clan really doesn't die, why didn't you come out of the world at that time?"
"The hero doesn't mention being brave.
Do you have a dignified generation of demon masters, will you only return to the glory of the past? "The Undead King sneered.
"You are wrong, I am not remembering the past.
I just want to tell you that in the era of the demons, your sixteen monster races used to be nothing more than ants under your feet.
I used to connect with the luck of your monster race with great magical powers.
Force your sixteen demon clan contract demon Jian.
From then on, anyone who holds a demon mirror can grasp the life and death of your demon race," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"How is this possible, you are talking nonsense," Undead Phoenix's body was shaken.
Coldly shouted: "How arrogant my monster clan is.
Even if he would give in, it would never be possible to succumb. "
"You are wrong. If you didn't give in back then, I'm afraid I would have destroyed the monster race."
Xu Zimo shook his head and said, "The so-called submission is just living in another way."
The Yaozu is a race that is not weaker than the human race.
If other people talk about genocide, I'm afraid they will laugh generously.
But Xu Zimo was not joking.
Back then, he cut the sky and even prepared to destroy the world.
What's the point of destroying a monster race.
Only that year, the previous generation of demon masters created the demon mirror and controlled the destiny of the demon clan before the clan was destroyed.
In that distant era, he gave an order, and the ten thousand demons did not dare to obey.
Only later, the demon lord died after destroying the world.
The demon mirror was also left to nowhere.
When Xu Zimo returned again, someone spent countless hours finding Yaojian and giving it to Xu Zimo.
Coming all the way from these nine domains.
Yaojian included the arrogant beast and the ancestral dragon.
It seems that today, there will be one more immortal phoenix.
After the sixteen demon tribes have been included, it will be another era of ten thousand demon kings.
...
"I don't want to mention the past.
The dust of the past, who can say it clearly," the Undead King replied.
"Today I am only here to kill you, and I will also reshape Daoji."
Xu Zimo didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, but looked at the worshipers and ordered: "Suppress him and don't kill him."
"Yes," several people obeyed.
The powerful demon energy reverberated all around.
The emptiness continues to waver.
These devilish qi surrounds but does not kill, forming a square cage.
"What do you want to do?" The Undead King asked.
Xu Zimo didn't speak, but the whole body strength was surging.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Yaojian floated between his hands.
The supreme evil spirit radiated from above.
"This...what is this?" The Immortal King felt a breath of disgust from the demon mirror.
He started to panic.
A powerful force wants to impact the cage of devilish energy.
He is indeed strong enough.
Even the cage formed by the team members of Bymeng was shaky under his impact.
It seems to be broken at any time.
"Lord, we can't keep him up for long," Bymon said.
"If you let him rush out and want to escape, I'm afraid it will be in trouble."
"I know," Xu Zimo nodded.
He solemnly opened the demon mirror.
Turn to the third page.
The empty third page suddenly sent a golden light soaring into the sky.
In this golden light, mysterious power seems to emerge.
Chains of chains spread out from it.
"Don't come here, what the is this," Undead Phoenix was struggling desperately.
It's a pity that from the moment the chain was wrapped around it, all the struggles had become futile.
The fire of Nirvana on his body was burning more and more vigorously, as if he wanted to burn the iron chain.
"My lord, I was wrong.
I don't know Tarzan.
Give me a look, I will never be an enemy of you in the future," The Undead King has already begun to beg for mercy.
Because his huge body is being swallowed little by little into the demon mirror.
He has an intuition that once he enters it, he will have no chance of rebirth.
He might even become an eternal sinner of the immortal Phoenix clan.
"It's too late, I happen to be looking for you Sixteen Monster Race," Xu Zimo smiled.
"There is a way to heaven, you don't go, but there is no way to hell, but you go through yourself."
In the roar of the Undead King, Yao Jian swallowed him little by little.
Then, on the third page of the demons.
An immortal phoenix pattern appeared in it.
Xu Zimo collected the demon Jian, and Baimeng also returned to the mainland of China.
He looked up at the sky above his head, squinting slightly.
"It's a temptation."
...
"Master Xu, you...," Saint Zixia was beside her, not knowing what to say.
They also knew that Xu Zimo should be a member of the Demon Race.
But who would have thought that this is directly behind the Demon King of the Demon Race.
And he brought four holy kings with him to protect the way.
"Just talk about it," Xu Zimo replied.
"It's okay, it's just that the identity has been transformed too much, and some are uncomfortable," the Saint Zixia replied.
"I'm still me, no different from before," Xu Zimo shook his head.
"Do you know where this is?"
Both of them shook their heads.
There are not many places like the desert, and there are no one inhabited.
It's normal if I don't know.
"The teleportation formation has been destroyed, so please find someone around you to find out.
See if it is far from the path of the lotus pond," Xu Zimo said.
"Also, today, you haven't seen anything.
Otherwise, it will only cause trouble for you. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"
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"Don't worry about this Young Master Xu," Saint Zixia nodded quickly.
The three of them stepped into the air, trying to find a way.
But what you see is yellow sand everywhere.
You can't even see a person.
A few people had no choice but to find a direction casually and began to march forward in the air.
Just like that, I spent three days in the desert.
Several people finally saw a plume of cooking smoke.
"There is an inn in front," said the sage of Zixia.
"Go ahead and ask," Xu Zimo nodded.