Chapter 289 Trading
When Tianci Continent also entered darkness, somewhere in the enchanted forest of the Demon Realm, two figures, one tall and one short, stood under a tree that was about to wither. If Yun Ge was here, he would definitely find out that the The woman wearing Bai Yujin, a disciple of Kunlun, is Yao Ji who looks exactly like her.

The tall man was wearing a black feather robe made of special feathers, his facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his terrifying and deep eyes like a devil were staring at the woman in front of him.

"You said you weren't Yun Ge from that day?" War Soul leaned on the tree trunk with his hands folded, his slender legs draped casually, with an interested smile at the corner of his mouth, "What proof? There can't be women who look exactly the same in the world .”

What's more, ordinary illusions can't trouble him, but the aura of this Mahayana strongman is not fake, it's completely different from the cultivation base of the woman named Yun Ge that day when she was out of the body.

Is it possible to test it out first?
Yao Ji completely lost the gentle and weak appearance she had during the day, and her eyes were also different from Yun Ge's starry eyes, but Zhan Hun only saw Yun Ge that time, so she couldn't tell the difference.

"It seems that a generation of demons is not as good as a generation. Now you have to trust me, otherwise you will not be able to get out anyway." Yao Ji didn't want to explain why she and Yun Ge looked exactly the same, and she didn't want to know at all, she was afraid of getting people Choking answer.

"Hehe...you managed to piss me off!"

The thing that War Soul hates the most is that others compare him with the Demon Lord in front of him. I didn't expect that Yao Ji would be so bold. She immediately took out the Demon Meteor Sword and stabbed at Yao Ji with lightning speed. The black mist covered the sword. The lingering eerie atmosphere is about to surround Yao Ji.

"Life is like a dream!"

When Yao Ji reached the tip of the sword, she let out a sweet cry, quickly formed seals with her hands, and the time of the entire world seemed to have stopped, and began to change into bizarre dreams.

The pupils of Zhanhun gradually narrowed, because he saw the previous generation of Mozun, that is, his master Chongyuan...

In the scene like the end of the world, Zhongyuan was fighting with Tianle, and the powerful aftermath spread quickly, bringing disaster to countless monks and demons. The duel between the strong and the strong would destroy the world at every turn.

He was standing on the open ground and watching the two fighting in the sky at the moment, when he suddenly sensed the danger approaching, he took a closer look and saw that it was his master who was coming towards him with a sword.

The panicked and bewildered war spirit was stabbed in the shoulder without even being able to stop him, "Master!"

"Just like you, you can't even take one move from me, how can you fight Tianle?"

Yaoji held the ice-blue elegant sword that stabbed the shoulder of the war spirit, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her mouth, but the next moment she was hit hard by the war spirit in the abdomen, and a sharp pain hit her, forcing her to let go of the sword , Weakly fell to the ground.

"you!"

Yao Ji was short of breath, she didn't expect that before she could get rid of Floating Life Like a Dream, the war spirit had already awakened and wanted to kill her!

She just wanted to teach her a lesson, but she just stabbed her shoulder. This battle spirit actually wanted to erode her dantian, but fortunately, she reacted in time to protect her dantian.

"Now I believe that you are not the girl from that day, but you are so bad, why don't you look as beautiful as the girl from that day." War Spirit pulled out the sword nonchalantly, letting the dark green blood gradually soak in robe.

Yao Ji was short-tempered, and her exquisite face was slightly distorted. Unexpectedly, after ten thousand years, even this weak demon would dare to tease and laugh at her.

But she still kept a sliver of hope, because she didn't believe that the man really died...

Yao Ji stood up slowly, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you don't want to break this barrier..."

"You are a Mahayana cultivator and a disciple of Kunlun. You actually want to make a deal with me, a big devil. If you tell me, no one will believe you. Tell me... what do you want from Demon Realm?"

War Soul is not stupid, no one helps others for no reason, not to mention helping him such a demon race that makes Tianci Continent fearful.

Yao Ji secretly used her spiritual power to heal her wounds, and at the same time took out the Canghai Pearl emitting light blue light in her hand, "This is Canghai Pearl, one of the top ten high-grade fairy beads, it can absorb the energy of all formations, use this to deal with The demon-suppressing formation couldn’t be better.”

The war soul's pupils shrank slightly, and he stepped forward to take the Canghai Pearl. Unexpectedly, Yao Ji took a step back with the Canghai Pearl, and exited the barrier. Looking at the furious War Soul in the barrier, he said:

"According to reliable sources, the Demon Realm hides the Shennong Cauldron, one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times. You demons can't use this cauldron. It's a pity. Why don't you exchange it with me for the Canghai Pearl?"

Zhan Hun's eyes became extremely cold, looking at Yao Ji outside the barrier, he said word by word: "Where did the news come from?"

Absolutely no one knows about the Shennong Ding in the Demon Realm, so how could this Yao Ji know?
Across the barrier that exudes faint blue light, Zhanhun couldn't see the expression on Yaoji's face clearly, but could only hear her voice drifting away,
"If you really want to change it, you will be waiting for me tomorrow, and you have no other choice."

The longer the time drags on, the more detrimental it is to the demons. If Tianle really gathers the power of the entire continent to rebuild the demon-subduing formation, it will definitely take another 3000 years...

His fighting spirit can't wait...

The palm of Zhan Hun's hand clenched the Moyun sword, his joints turned white, it could be seen that he was extremely angry, and he was more puzzled. This canghaizhu was no longer born, and he did not expect to appear on a woman like the little girl that day .

Most importantly, how did this woman know that the Shennong Ding was with him! ?

The war spirit's face was as dark as water, and he disappeared under the dead tree. When he reappeared, he had already returned to the palace of the Demon Sect. After waving his hand to let the sprite go down, he opened the black mist door of the dark room.

The dark room is more like an independent space, surrounded by black demonic energy, and there is a transparent cylinder every four feet or so. The entire space is at least tens of thousands of pillars, and there are miniature versions of various treasures in the middle of the pillars. .

War Soul came to the pillar where the Shennong Ding was placed, stretched out his hand and took out the Shennong Ding, which was no bigger than the palm of his hand, from the transparent liquid-like pillar.
"How did Yao Ji know? Only Master and I know about this Shennong Cauldron. Could it be that someone who knows Master told her?"

War Soul is really puzzled, but this Shennong Ding has been placed in the Demon Realm for more than 3000 years, and it has no effect at all. This Shennong Ding that gathers the spiritual energy of the world can only be used by humans. The Demon Race has no choice but to place it here as a collection dark room.

And the Canghai Pearl is of great significance to them, this enchantment is not broken every day, he feels uneasy every day, the resources in the God-given Continent are so rich, and the Demon Territory does not grow, and he has long been tired of seeing it for 3000 years.

This time, we must fight for a territory for Moyu!

Zhan Hun knew in his heart that it was impossible to swallow the entire Tianci Continent, and he didn't have that ability, but it was still possible to swallow an area that was enough for the entire demon race to recuperate.

For some reason, the desire to escape from the Demon Realm in Zhanhun's heart became stronger and stronger, as if a catastrophe would occur in the Demon Realm in the future.

However, this is just a feeling. Sometimes the war spirit feels that he thinks too much, but the uneasiness in his heart forces him to break the barrier at all costs.

(End of this chapter)

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