The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

"Major Bo Xun is here!"

The demon laughed loudly, feeling that his life was safe.

He looked over Tianlei and saw a man and a bird in the distance.

The magic eye pryed, but couldn't see through any one, knowing that it should be the person who attracted the thunder.

Heh heh, it looks like he's not Huang Long.

Besides, even if it is Huanglong Laodao, as the existence of the Twelve Golden Immortals, it is still two things to say whether it can be compared to Lord Demon Lord.

Die you.

You are dead.

Don't run away, you!

The demon stared at the young man in the distance viciously.

"Old Demon Bo Xun is about to be born!"

Tian Taoist was terrified by the fierce aura all over the sky, and felt that there was no way out.

This time it really failed.

I don't know if he was really affected by the first disaster star in the wild, or if he was destined to die here.

Whenever this Bo Xun old devil is born, he probably won't give up after destroying the Tianyi Gate. He will not return to the Nether Realm until he has slaughtered thousands of miles.

"Brother Bo Xun is coming?"

Yang Li felt a little strange when he heard that imposing voice.

In my impression, Bo Xun is a good old man, but he didn't say anything to himself.

Whatever he said, Bo Xun would do whatever he wanted, he was even more filial than his godson Minghe.

Sometimes Yang Li is confused, is his godson Styx or Bo Xun?

Between the heaven and the earth, darkness thicker than the dark clouds appeared, turning into a gloomy portal, and a tall demon burning with raging demonic flames stepped out.

Topless, the dark blood vessels under the purple-blue skin trembled uncontrollably, and every inch of the bulging muscles seemed to carry the great power to move mountains and mountains.

On the ferocious face, there were three blood-red eyes. In the blink of an eye, blood that almost turned into reality came out of the eyes, which was shocking.

In particular, there are eight strong arms on his body, each holding an axe, a sword, a flag, a tower and a staff, and eight treasures of the magic way, which are extremely terrifying.

This demon is the head of the four demon kings in the Netherworld, the top old demon under the seat of the ancestor Minghe.

As soon as he came out, he sensed that the sky was not right, and when he looked up, the Thunder God of Punishing Evil, which had been conceived and prepared for a long time, struck down his head and covered his face.

"Good thief, there has been an ambush!"

Bo Xun laughed loudly, and he was not afraid. He has been in the prehistoric world for tens of thousands of years, what situation has he not seen?

At his stage, Tianlei no longer has the effect of restraint.

Without using all his strength, the flag in his hand waved violently, and a gust of wind blew out in a dark, cloudy sky, and the robbery clouds all over the sky disappeared in smoke and disappeared in an instant.

In the final analysis, this thundercloud was not caused by the saint's action, but a strange celestial phenomenon caused by the induction of the heavenly dao. Without the support of follow-up mana, it could not stop the attack of the old devil.

The momentum of this attack is very scary, in such a prehistoric world, there are not many who can do this step lightly.

Satisfied, Bo Xun looked around, and sure enough, the Heavenly Demon who called him was frightened by this method, and stayed there trembling, looking at him with fear and hope.

This capable general wants to destroy the enemy by himself.

Knowing this, Bo Xun knew that his men had paid a lot, so he was going to vent his anger on his behalf.

Who is so short-sighted?

He stared at the boss with three eyes and looked into the distance.

Then, with a bang, all the magic treasures in his hand fell to the ground.

"Yang, Yang...Brother Yang!"

After opening his mouth for a long time, Bo Xun finally remembered that he still had the identity of Styx's father. He had acquainted with the saint's peers with the saint's acquiescence before.

"Yeah, Brother Bo Xun, I haven't seen you for a few days, you have changed a lot, and you look very good."

Yang Li stepped up, very enthusiastic, hesitated on the eight arms, and held the two middle hands of Bo Xun.

In the Netherworld back then, Bo Xun didn't show his mountains or water, except that he was a little ugly, he didn't seem to have anything special.

But after watching the scene just now, when the little wind blew, the dark clouds were blown away, it was too powerful.

"Is it this magic weapon?"

Seeing that Bo Xun didn't know why, his eyes were dull and dazed, Yang Li bent down and picked up the flag.

The flagpole is white bone, and the flag surface looks like the skin of some kind of creature, which looks gloomy.

When Bo Xun waved this flag before, a strong wind would blow out. It looked like a legendary magic weapon.

Yang Li had been fascinated by the magic weapon for a long time, so he shook the flagpole while holding it.

"Oops! The saint is going to punish me!"

When Bo Xun found out that the enemy was Yang Li, he was almost out of his wits, but when he realized that the saint didn't seem to intend to attack directly, he just let go of his heart. Seeing that the saint picked up his magic weapon and shook it, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"No, Brother Yang, I was wrong!"

"This magic weapon is amazingly powerful and has an extraordinary history. If you use it, I'm afraid this world will be destroyed!"

Bo Xun's desire to survive was so strong that he opened his mouth quickly, but he didn't care about his words and deeds in front of the saint.

This flag, called the Xuansha Yinfeng Banner, is made of the bone skin of the ancient demon god and has been refined in the sea of ​​blood for more than 300 years. It is definitely a top treasure in the magic way. The sea is empty, the sand flies away, and the gods will disappear when they meet.

Bo Xun's shots are always like this, so what if the saint uses it?
Bo Xun almost saw a gust of wind that shakes the entire prehistoric world was about to emerge.

Hearing Bo Xun's words, Yang Li was startled. Afraid that he would cause a disaster unintentionally, he withdrew his hand suddenly, but with a click, the flag in his hand was broken up to his waist, leaving only half of the flagpole in his hand .

Boy, this thing is not as strong as a branch!

Is this guy trying to blackmail me?

After Tongtian cheated the sword incident, Yang Li became wary of many situations in Honghuang.

Seeing that the flag broke before he could use his strength, and Bo Xun was talking about something extraordinary, Yang Li suspected that this was a game.

Deliberately use some means to induce the gust of wind, and then pretend to be the effect of a magic weapon, to induce myself to try.

What a terrible scheming!

Yang Li suffered a loss, and immediately threw the flagpole with only a small bone stick on the ground, and stepped back, "Hey, why is your flag broken? It has nothing to do with me, don't rely on me."

Seeing Bo Xun's dumbfounded expression, Yang Li added, "I have no way to blame me. There is no monitoring here. It doesn't matter what you say."

He has already made up his mind to shirk responsibility.

It's impossible to guard against, when he was in the Netherworld, Bo Xun's three big eyes were full of honesty, and it's only been a few days, and he has become a big fool.

Bo Xun looked down at the broken flag in two sections, then looked up at the innocent saint, opened his mouth a few times, not knowing what to say.

"This matter has nothing to do with Brother Yang, it's his fault!"

When Bo Xun saw the Xuansha Yinfeng Flag destroyed like this, his heart was bleeding, but no matter how distressed he was, he didn't dare to blame the saint.

He thought that this was the holy man's method of punishment.

Thinking of this, he felt evil from his heart, and slapped the demon next to him in the face.

With this palm, more than half of the thousands of years of cultivation of the demon disappeared. The three-meter-high demon body instantly shrank into a one-meter-long dwarf. He lay on the ground and trembled .

What kind of world is this?

The demon lord who is full of evil and rampant, and the magic weapon has been destroyed by others.

It's fine if you don't retaliate, but take it out on yourself?
Is this Demon Lord a fake?