Fast and slow through the ever-changing life

Chapter 558 Immortal Empire (26)

The demon soul fell heavily on the ground, and a chain appeared around his waist, pulling him down from the air.

Lying on the ground in embarrassment, the skeletons trampled on it viciously.

What dignity, the future turned into ashes at the feet of countless bones.

The demon soul was too aggrieved, he came out of the stone statue and before he could do anything, he was trampled under the feet of these skeletons, without even a chance to resist.

Old people who become younger have complicated thoughts.

This dramatic change is unacceptable.

The soul that was trampled underfoot and beaten was really that powerful and terrifying demon?

He couldn't help but look up at the girl sitting on the roof, everything must be because of her existence.

The demon's soul was beaten to pieces by many skeletons.

There are many holes in the whole soul body, but even so, the soul is still very strong.

The chain around Soul's waist tightened, and the demon Soul was pulled in front of Yi Xichun.

The devil soul opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the very pretty and harmless little girl in front of him, and greedily took two mouthfuls.

Such delicious soul power, I really want to eat it.

"looks good."

Yi Xichun grinned and tightened the chain in his hand.

The demon was so painful that his soul was unstable, and he couldn't even maintain his basic shape.

Yi Xichun looked at the Demon Soul with his chin propped up, and saw the same thing as Anxelam God in his soul.

This demon soul is devoted to the same master as the god Anxelam.

But compared to the god Anxelam, this demon was much unlucky.

He was killed before he had made much achievements on this continent, and his soul was still imprisoned in the stone statue for so many years.

I'm afraid that the master behind them has given up on this demon long ago.

"Do you want to live? If you want to live, just answer my words obediently." Yi Xichun had an extra translucent knife in his hand.

This knife has not been used for a long time.

"Hmph!" The devil naturally wouldn't cooperate obediently, but even a little one wanted to threaten him!It can be blown away in one breath.

Don't think that this chain can trap him for a long time.

The knife in his hand flew to the demon soul and lightly scratched his newly re-condensed claws.

"Ow..."

A tragic howl sounded on the island.

"My lord, you must know everything you want to know." The demon soul begged for mercy immediately.

Good devils don't suffer from immediate losses, and when they should admit it, they will admit it.

"What's your name?" Yi Xichun was very satisfied with the devil's wit.

"Little Tiado Namu Nerador." The devil soul dog leg said his name.

Looking at the dagger in front of her eyes, Tiado Namu Nirador continued to explain.

"The little one came from another place and came here to..."

"Get to know God Anxelam." Yi Xichun was not interested in Tiado Namu Nelador's past missions.

"Yes, yes." Tiadore Namu Nerador suppressed the surprise in her heart and nodded.

"Where are you from?" Yi Xichun wanted to know the missioner's lair.

"The Lost Temple." Tiadore Namu Nerador did not dare to neglect, and immediately confessed honestly after Yi Xichun's questioning.

"The Lost Temple?" Yi Xichun frowned when he heard the name, the tasker was really arrogant, he dared to call his place the Lost Temple.

He really regarded himself as an omnipotent god in this lost world.

"Where is the Lost Temple? Are there many subordinates like you, or God Anxelam?" Yi Xichun wanted to find out the opponent's strength if he wanted to hit him.

"The little one doesn't know where the Lost Temple is. The Lost Temple is not a palace, but a collective name for a continent."

Now that he is in the hands of this woman, it's better to be honest.

Tiado Namu Nelador is very aware of current affairs.

"There are still many people like us in the Lost Temple. God Anxelam and I are not strong among many people. We should be regarded as the bottom group."

Tiadore Namu Nerador actually doesn't know much about the Lost Temple. When he became a member of the Lost Temple, he was assigned a task before he knew much about the power he was in, and asked him to collect power and Belief.

Tiadore Namu Nerador was also very aggrieved when he was discovered and suppressed after just doing something.

He kept holding his breath in the stone statue, and vowed to wash this continent with blood when he came out.

All tasks are thrown aside.

"That's it." After hearing this, Yi Xichun only said three words.

It turned out that the tasker had such a group of strong men who occupied a continent.

And his men were sent to other places to collect certain things for him, and to hold the rest of the place firmly in their hands.

Thinking about it, that person cannot leave the Forgotten Temple and can only achieve his goal by enslaving other living beings.

This is good news for Yi Xichun.

The enemy is in the clear and she is in the dark. She can walk freely on this continent and transform undead creatures with her heart.

Even if that person has many subordinates who are as powerful as the god Anxelam, even if there is a god from the mainland, Yi Xichun, he is not afraid.

No matter how powerful they are, they can't compete with undead creatures.

As long as there is death energy, the undead will always exist.No matter how many times it is wiped out, it can be resurrected in situ.

This is a skill that other creatures will never have.

As long as Yi Xichun is willing, even a deserted continent can summon undead creatures.

Every plant and tree can become a weapon in Yi Xichun's hands.

Yi Xichun didn't look at Tiadore Namu Nerador again, and there was an extra book of end in his hand.

With a casual wave of his hand, Tiado Namnelador's soul flew into the Book of Demons and became a demon in it.

The book of end returned to Zeref who was far away on another continent.

Seeing the extra demons in his book, Jeff smiled.

His Majesty found him a demon with comparable strength to God Anxelam.

In a corner of the Lost Temple, God Anxelam was sitting under a ruin licking his wound alone.

After he handed in the collected power of faith, he was still whipped.

The Anxelam God power set back decades by this whip.

The soul was already wounded, but after being whipped, the wound was compounded.

A leaf flew to the hand of the god Anxelam, and a string of orders was written on the leaf.

Want to find that demon you met once?

Looking at the sky blown by the breeze, God Anxelam sighed deeply, not knowing when they would be relieved.

Maybe there will be no chance in this lifetime.

Once upon a time, he also wanted to be a good god, a god admired by all living beings.

But what a trick of fate...

All he can do is keep plundering. Only by constantly plundering can he fill his gradually missing heart.

(End of this chapter)