Invincible Cheating Device Of Xianwu

Demon Imperial City.

City Lord's Mansion.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere in the main hall at this time seemed very strange, depressing, or heavy, and became heavy with the birth of the martial arts.

Di Jun sat on the Demon Emperor's throne, his fingers gently tapped on the armrest of the throne, making a knocking sound, which shook the faces of the demon gods and demon kings from all walks of life, and his heart beat even more disobediently.

The sound of Di Jun tapping on the armrest of the throne was fast and slow, and the various demon god demon kings only felt that their hearts were beating fast and slow with the rhythm of Di Jun tapping on the armrest.

But no one dared to speak,

No one dared to speak,

Just surrender to the majesty of Dijun,

Quietly surrender to the majesty of Dijun.

Boom! Boom! Boom......

A slightly urgent knock on the armrest sounded, and some lowly demon kings and demon generals even more embarrassed, their faces turned red, a mouthful of red blood spat out of their mouths, and then fell to the ground, completely losing their lives, but no one cared about the dead.

It's not that the various demon gods and demon kings don't want to, but they don't dare, after all, this suddenly circulated "Martial Classic", but it looks like it wants to break the foundation of his demon clan.

After about a quarter of an hour, Di Jun stopped tapping on the armrest of the throne, he slowly raised his head, looked at the demon gods and others with his head down, and said lightly: "I haven't found out who Gao Han who created the Martial Code?" ”

Shang Yang and the other twelve demon gods, as well as various demon kings, heard this, but none of them dared to answer, as if they were counting ants, and they all lowered their heads.

As people who were familiar with Di Jun's nature, they naturally knew that although Di Jun's tone was flat at this time, he was in anger, and they did not dare to touch Di Jun's brows at will.

Wearing a black robe, the gloomy-looking demon master Kunpeng touched his nose and bowed slightly to Di Jun and saluted: "Your Majesty, this person's identity is strange, Weichen really can't detect it, and please punish Your Majesty~'!" ”

"Oh, even you can't detect it." Di Jun glanced at Demon Master Kunpeng quite unexpectedly, Demon Master Kunpeng's one-handed calculation of heavenly skills, but even he could not compare, but now, Demon Master Kunpeng could not detect it.

After Di Jun thought for a while, he continued: "Since you can't detect the true identity of this person, then forget it, now that the Martial Code is all over the memories of the creatures of the Honghuang Waste, protecting the people of my demon clan is the main thing. ”

"This..." Shang Yang and the others' faces changed slightly, and the corners of Demon Master Kunpeng's mouth twitched, how could they protect the people of the Demon Clan, but they hurriedly said in unison.

"Weichen understands!" When the demon gods said this, they bowed down and saluted, and the demon master Kunpeng mused slightly and asked, "Your Majesty, I don't know if I can cultivate that Martial Codex." ”

Many demon gods' eyes lit up when they heard this, and their hearts also flooded with a trace of fire, they had long wanted to cultivate for the "Martial Classic", but none of them dared to cultivate.

After all

Dijun did not agree,

And "Martial Classic",

However, it is necessary to cultivate with the help of bloodlines.

"Yes, but although the "Martial Classic" looks like a martial art, it is actually a fairy way, so remember not to sacrifice the end of the book." As if he had expected it, Di Jun said lightly.

"Alas, I'm afraid you guys can't see the calculation behind this 'Martial Classic', but deliberately pretend not to see it!" Di Jun secretly sighed in his heart, not at all surprised that the demon master Kunpeng and others wanted to practice the Martial Code.

After all, although the martial arts are affiliated with a certain strange variant of the immortal path, they also have a touch of martial arts rhythm, and this rhythm can increase strength and heritage.

As soon as Di Jun's words came out, the eyes of the demon master Kunpeng and many demon gods lit up, and then their eyes showed joy and replied: "'Thank you, Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely not give up the end." ”

The other side.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away from Buzhou Mountain, a city stretching for tens of thousands of miles is full of extremely powerful creatures, which are very similar to the human race, but they are taller than the human race.

The flesh is stronger than the Terrans,

But

But none of them have a yuan god,

Not even one is proficient in spells,

This is Pangu City,

Pangu City built by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

City Lord's Mansion.

Compared to the heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the Demon Emperor City, the atmosphere in Pangu City was exceptionally joyful, especially after the Wu Clan obtained the Martial Code.

The atmosphere in the entire Pangu City (Denuo Hao) became even more cheerful, but it was only those ordinary witches who were cheerful, and the faces of the twelve ancestral witches and those great witches were not good-looking.

"Alas, everyone should be careful, in my opinion, this "Martial Codex" is not for us to cultivate for nothing." Di Jiang, who has a national character face, frowned and looked at the Gonggong and other people's festivals.

"What's wrong? Big brother, can't our Wu clan still cultivate this Martial Codex? Gonggong frowned, and asked with some doubts, and Zhu Rong also frowned: "Is there something wrong with this martial artenary!" ”

Hou Tu's face turned cold when he heard this, and then he said faintly: "This 'Martial Codex' appears in the minds of all the creatures in the Honghuang World, it's just not right. ”.