Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

"The Flood Demon King is hopeless when he comes out." Pingtian Dasheng Qingtian Manniu said bitterly.

The other great saints were silent. …

They had done their best just now, and they all shook 36 magic swords.Almost pulled it out.

But the moment the magic dragon appeared, everything was over.

They couldn't shake the magic dragon that was born by condensing 36 magic swords, plus Lin Jiufeng's current strength.

"Could it be that I really can't get out?" The current psychological shadow of the Flood Demon King is infinitely huge, and one or two drops of Flood Dragon's tears fell.

Demons don't shed tears easily, but it's just not when they are sad.

Lin Jiufeng, who was far away in the Lenggong of the imperial capital, saw this scene and shook his head helplessly: "This strength is too weak."

"Then continue to suppress." The little white cat said indifferently.

"No need, continuing to suppress will waste my 36 magic swords." Lin Jiufeng shook his head and made a move with one hand. This time he took the initiative to release the Demon King.

Weishui, Dragon Tomb.

The 36 magic swords were trembling and turbulent, and with the inconceivable expressions of the Seven Great Saints, they took the initiative to untie the formation.

Ka Ka Ka!

The 36 magic swords flew directly into the sky, disappeared in an instant, and disappeared in the direction of the imperial capital.

Chapter 182 The Dialogue of the Seven Great Saints

The 36 long swords of magic and the Seven Great Saints cannot be shaken.

Instead, the condensed dragon's tail swept out the internal injuries.

But when they were desperate, these magic swords flew out by themselves.

The demonic long swords one after another no longer imprisoned the dragon demon king, broke free from the dragon tomb, entered the void, and flew directly to the imperial capital.

The Jiao Demon King was so excited that he broke free from the Dragon Tomb directly.

Rumble!

Without the suppression of the 36 demonic long swords, the Dragon Tomb could not suppress the Jiao Demon King at all, and he directly shattered the Dragon Tomb.

The body of the flood dragon soared into the sky, roaring vigorously, expanding to a hundred times its body, stretching across the void, the gleaming scales, the dragon whiskers floating in the void, and the born dragon horns.

Majestic!

Roar! ! !

The Flood Demon King roared like venting, pouring out the grievance in his heart.

Countless masters saw this scene and looked at the peerless monster, the Flood Demon King, their faces froze.

The Flood Demon King is very powerful, really powerful.

He has recovered the strength of the immeasurable realm, and he still has the strength to step on the tenth step.

In a real fight, who in today's world would dare to say that they are sure to win against the Demon King?

The Jiao Demon King started to move the clouds and spread the rain, stirring up the situation. He roared wildly and unscrupulously, venting, and finally in the heavy rain, the Jiao Demon King stopped in the void, with big drops of tears falling down.

"He released me..." Flood Demon King muttered to himself.

For him, this is a great humiliation.

The Jiao Demon King called all his brothers, and the seven of them joined forces, but none of them pulled out the 36 swords of Mo Dao to save him.

Instead, when they were desperate, Lin Jiufeng, who was far away in the imperial capital, waved lightly, and the magic sword flew away.

The Flood Demon King is out of trouble.

After he vented, after he was angry, after he roared, he couldn't help feeling sad.

Among the Seven Great Sages of demons in the last era, which one was not a famous and arrogant master?

This kind of humiliation, before the Jiao Demon King couldn't bear it at all, even if he died, he would drag Lin Jiufeng down.

But now, he endured it.

After all, he has been suppressed for decades, and he can't bear it. What awaits him next will be a long period of suppression.

The spirit of the Flood Demon King is not as scary as in the previous era.

He is deeply aware that times have changed.

This is not his time.

So he has to spread the rain with clouds, and when the rain is pouring, he will not be discovered when he weeps.

Tears and rain mixed together and fell into the Wei River.

Jiao Demon King vented out the grievance in his heart

Then descend and shrink the body.

The other six brothers were all watching him.

His eyes are straight.

"You were crying just now." Huntian Great Sage Dapeng Demon King said directly.

The Jiao Demon King's face darkened, and his shrunken body twisted: "Who is crying, is that rain?"

"You're just crying." Yishan Great Sage Dragon Turtle King affirmed, looking straight at Jiao Demon King.

Jiao Demon King's face was ashamed and annoyed: "Who is crying, I was flying clouds and rain, and my body was stained with rainwater."

"What's the embarrassment of crying, they are all my brothers." Ventilation Great Sage Ape King said indifferently.

"I didn't cry!" Flood Demon King gritted his teeth, secretly hating him. …

He obviously hid it well, how did these people see that he was crying in the heavy rain?

Sleeping Great Saint Yun Shankai said: "You concealed it too clearly. We have lived together for so many years. Everyone knows your character. You are so arrogant. Now others disdain to suppress you and let you go. You feel humiliated." right?"

The Flood Demon King was silent.

He sighed, and said softly: "I was thinking just now, in the last era, would I be so angry?"

"Don't talk about you, any of us would not be so angry. We Seven Great Sages were so barbaric back then. It's not like we haven't fought someone stronger than ourselves, the mountain gate of the Quanzhen Sect of Daomen Ting, We also ran wild." Bai Zilong, the great sage in white, said.

"It's just that today is different from the past, my lords, the times have changed." Pingtian Great Sage Qingtian Manniu calmly said.

"I've known that terrifying existence in the imperial capital for many years," said the Great Sage Ping Tian.

"I know that. You told me back then that he was not easy to mess with, but you never told me how you got to know him all these years?" the Flood Demon King asked curiously.

The other great saints all looked at Qingtian Bull.

Very curious.

There is a story here.

The Seven Great Sages of demons are also very gossip.

Qingtian Barbarian smiled helplessly: "You ask me, I won't tell, it's not because of other things, it's just this story, for me, it's an unforgettable memory for the monsters of the previous era."

"It's even a memory that I don't want to remember." Qingtian Barbarian smiled wryly.

"What happened?" Sleeping Great Saint Yun Shanhai asked.

Everyone else got serious.

Whoa!

The heavy rain was still falling, hitting the Seven Great Sages, the Wei River, and the Qingtian Bull.

Qingtian Manniu didn't hide from the rain, he let the heavy rain fall, like a drowned chicken, said: "You all know that I was invited by a friend to build a magic cave to resist the demise of the previous era."

"The Devil's Nest has succeeded. More than 3000 demons, demon kings, and demon gods gathered together, hiding in the extremely dark place, and slowly waiting for the arrival of the new era."

"But the new era didn't wait, but it did."

"A young man of a new age."

"When he first opened the magic cave, he only entered the realm of the cave, and he would come to defeat a demon every day."

"It only took him ten years to defeat everyone in the Devil's Den."

"Ten years later, he is invincible."

Qingtian Manniu briefly stated his experience.

The Seven Great Sages were stunned for a moment.

"Aren't all the monsters in the Devil's Cave born?" Asked the Flood Demon King in confusion.

"That's because he took the initiative to release us, otherwise no one would have thought of it." Qingtian Barbarian said angrily.

"Didn't you notice that over the years, the demons, demon kings, and demon gods who were born in the world haven't had much trouble?" Qingtian Barbarian asked.

When you think about it, it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Everyone knows that Yuhua Shenchao has him, and no one can overthrow him. If he is not eliminated, if he is not defeated, then Yuhua Shenchao will stand in the world." Qingtian Barbarian Bull sighed.

"How long has it been since the spiritual energy recovered, and this person is so terrifying?" Dapeng Demon King asked in surprise.

"Perhaps, this is a genius of an era." Flood Demon King sighed.

He looked at the imperial capital thousands of miles away, and for some reason, he always felt that Lin Jiufeng was staring at him.

"Then we promised the Taoist, Demonic, and aristocratic families to join hands to attack the imperial capital of the Yuhua God Dynasty, are we still going to do it?" Dragon Turtle King asked suddenly.

Long before they came to save the Jiao Demon King, they had already arranged the follow-up plan.

Emperor De is seriously ill. If they occupy or even destroy the Emperor Yuhua Shenchao, the world will fall apart in an instant.

"Do you want to go?" Jiao Demon King looked at Dragon Turtle King.

"No!" The Dragon Turtle King shook his head.

"But they have already gone, there are quite a few masters, including some families with a thousand years of history." Dapeng Demon King said.

"Then let's stay here and watch those people's performance." Qingtian Manniu said.

Chapter 183 Attack of the Magic Swordsman

Rescuing the Demon King Jiao was not a whim, but a big plan behind it.

Taking advantage of Emperor De's assassination, Yuhua Shenchao's government and people were panicked, and they took the opportunity to destroy Yuhua Shenchao.

Here's the full plan.

Among them are people from the Taoist sect, people from the demon sect, and some thousand-year-old families.

They have gone to the imperial capital quietly.

On this day, everyone's eyes were attracted by the Jiao Demon King on the banks of the Weishui River. They watched the seven demon sages displaying their might, but many strangers came to the imperial capital.

Originally, according to the agreement, after the other six great sages helped the Flood Demon King out of trouble, they had to go to the imperial capital to join them and together overthrow the Yuhua Dynasty.

But now, no one among the Seven Great Saints wants to go.

They stood on the edge of the Wei River, looking at the imperial capital, expecting something to happen.

……

The imperial capital, the cold palace.

36 magic swords flew out and came in front of him. Lin Jiufeng stretched out his hand and stroked each of them.

These magic swords buzzed and trembled, very spiritual, and they were very happy to be touched by Lin Jiufeng.

"Aren't you going to put it away?" the little white cat asked curiously.

"Don't put it away, it will be useful later." Lin Jiufeng's tone was murderous.

"Is it still useful later?" The little white cat was full of doubts.

Lin Jiufeng didn't explain, he looked outside the cold palace, the Forbidden City.

Clang!

Just as the masters of the imperial capital were all on the side of the Jiao Demon King, a sword qi passed over the Forbidden City, and jackdaws croaked, and the long sword gleaming with black light wanted to kill Emperor De of the Yuhua God Dynasty and Princess Yulin.