This person is too murderous

Liang Jun and Yang Qing were originally from the Demon Cloud Sect. They were tired of the killing in the martial arts world and wanted to find a place to live in seclusion.

Before coming, Yuhuan and others had already investigated clearly.

She guessed that Jiang Daoming should not know the identities of the two.

Otherwise, with Jiang Daoming's violent temper, how could he allow two people from the Demon Sect to work in the Demon Elimination Hall?

The protective dragon elephant reinforced Jiang Daoming and he moved forward again.

On the sea road, there was nothing else except the demonic energy that kept washing in.

The closer to the end, the stronger the demonic energy.

"Palace Master, you should keep some strength to avoid encountering danger later and being unable to deal with it." Yuhuan kindly reminded.

"A section of sea road is nothing." Jiang Daoming said lightly.

He has not used the sixth level of dragon elephant yet, and the true energy in his body has not been pushed to the limit. He has been using the true energy equivalent to the peak of the fifth level.

This sea road is only used to test the inheritors, not to kill them.

The sea-taming Yaksha also wants to find people to accept the inheritance, not to kill the inheritors.

Yuhuan didn't say anything else, she could only sigh that Jiang Daoming was arrogant, and he deserved what happened.

These two were originally from the Demon Cloud Sect, and they were not good people. I have already reminded them.

If something happens later, it can only be said that it is what they deserve.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Daoming paused.

"The end, we are here."

Jiang Daoming suddenly shouted, and the dragon elephant burst into golden light, penetrating the evil spirit.

A barrier appeared in front of him. There was no sea water inside the barrier. There was a palace made of black stone, and a half-kneeling boy statue stood in front of the door.

This statue was none other than the seven-year-old Nezha.

The waist was wrapped with the Chaos Silk, and the neck was tied with the Universe Ring.

Jiang Daoming led people out of the ancient road, and the voice of the Yaksha sounded again: "Spit on the statue, you can enter the palace."

"Hmm?" Jiang Daoming looked up at the palace.

The palace was square, the door was closed, and the walls were carved with shrimp soldiers and crab generals, as well as Yaksha patterns.

The stone plaque on the palace was engraved with the three words "Yaksha Palace".

The three words were deeply engraved in the stone, and the demonic aura lingered, and it would not dissipate for endless years.

"So simple?" A warrior could not help but step forward and spit at the Nezha statue.

Rumble

As soon as the saliva fell, the door of the hall opened with a bang, and a majestic demonic aura rushed towards him.

"What a prospect."

Jiang Daoming snorted coldly: "After all, the little demon is just a little demon, and he did such a thing."

As soon as the voice fell, the Eight-Direction Dragon Elephant Palm slapped on the stone sculpture.

With a loud bang, the seven-year-old Nezha statue was torn into pieces.

"This Yaksha was beaten and killed during his lifetime, and the statue was placed after his death, which also proved his hatred for Nezha." Yuhuan said slowly.

"So, he is just a little demon." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

The black-robed saint said: "If the hall master encountered this, would he not have hatred in his heart?"

"I am not as good as others, so I accept my fate."

Jiang Daoming snorted coldly and stepped into the palace.

"What a skill you have that is inferior to others, just accept your fate." The black-robed saint chuckled and entered the palace with more than 30 warriors.

Everyone jumped in and the scene inside the palace appeared.

On both sides were stone sculptures of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, each with 18 statues, and at the end was a stone sculpture of Yaksha. The seat of the hall master at the top was a statue of a blue dragon.

The eyes of the Yaksha stone sculpture flashed with a green luster, and a voice came out: "Worshiping the real dragon shows the opportunity of inheritance."

"This should be the real dragon that Nezha killed." Yuhuan said.

"Worshiping the real dragon is not shameful."

Yuhuan stepped forward and knelt on both knees: "Daxia is also a lineage of real dragons. Yuhuan, the descendants of the future generations, kowtow to the real dragon."

"Descendants of the future generations, kowtow to the real dragon."

The warriors also knelt, including Princess Jiangling.

The royal family of Daxia is the bloodline of the real dragon. They worship the real dragon, which is also regarded as worshiping their ancestors.

Only the Saintess of the Demon Cloud Sect, Ning Yun, Jiang Daoming, and Miaoyin did not kneel down.

Buzz

As everyone worshipped, demonic energy surged behind the Yaksha stone sculpture, and the rich vitality of heaven and earth gathered to form a green blood pool.

"That is the Yaksha bloodline!" a warrior said excitedly.

Kaka

The stone sculptures on both sides suddenly moved, and the strong demonic energy intertwined.

But the Yaksha stone sculptures spoke again: "Strip off the mortal body and reshape the Yaksha body to obtain the inheritance."

The stone sculptures on both sides, shrimp claws, and crab claws glowed with cold light, and cold murderous intent filled the air.

"Strip off the mortal body? What does that mean?" Jiang Daoming frowned.

"It means literally." Ning Yun continued, "Cut the person into pieces, put him into the blood pool, and reshape his body."

"Is it so troublesome to inherit the legacy?" Jiang Daoming frowned and said, "After being cut into pieces, how can you survive?"

"The ancient law should have a secret method to protect your life. Now it depends on who can bear the pain of being cut into pieces."

"Cut into pieces!"

The warriors were pale. Cut into pieces, even if there is a secret method to keep you alive, can people bear it?

I'm afraid it will hurt so much!

For a moment, no one stepped forward.

"Palace Master, how about we retreat?" Liang Jun whispered, "Being cut into pieces is unbearable for ordinary people, and it is impossible to hold on."

Jiang Daoming frowned and looked at the others: "What do you think?"

Jiang Yuanliang shook his head and said, "Although the inheritance of the great demon is very attractive, I can't accept being cut into pieces and reshaping the demon body."

"Palace Master, I can't accept it either. Since I am a human being, I don't want to ask for that demon body. Otherwise, wouldn't I become a demon that we should eliminate?" Xia Yuanwu said.

"Otherwise, there are warriors with demon blood in many demon-killing halls." Yuhuan explained.

"Is there anyone trying?" Jiang Daoming looked at the others: "If no one is, I will go first."

"Please go first, Lord Jiang." Many warriors said hurriedly.

They didn't want to be cut into pieces, and they were not sure whether it was really a secret method to keep them alive.

Since Jiang Daoming asked, let him try first.

Jiang Daoming took a step forward, and the shrimp soldiers on both sides of the stone sculptures waved their claws at the same time, with sharp cold light flashing, as if to cut off his flesh.

Ang

Moo

The dragon roared and the elephant mooed loudly, Jiang Daoming moved his palms at the same time, the dragon and elephant were hidden inside, and he met the two stone sculptures.

In an instant, the five dragons and five elephants were pushed to the extreme.

Boom

The shrimp claws shattered, the dragon and elephant bombarded the stone sculpture, and the stone sculpture exploded on the spot.

"Cut into pieces? That requires the willingness of this hall master!" Jiang Daoming looked stern and strode forward: "A monster inheritance, this hall master will not listen to your rules!"

"Kill the remnant soul of the ancient monster and plunder 10 life points."

Jiang Daoming was slightly surprised, and then overjoyed, because the remnant soul of the monster was sealed in this stone sculpture.

One statue is 10 points of life points, which is not inferior to the remnant of the Yaksha before.

"This Jiang Daoming!"

Yuhuan rubbed his eyebrows, playing cards too unconventionally.

Even if you don't want to be cut into pieces, there is no need to destroy this place, right?

"This is the hall master." Jiang Yuanliang and others looked as if it was just as expected.

If the hall master Jiang doesn't like it, he will follow his own rules and blow it up first.

What Yaksha inheritance, from the beginning, Jiang Daoming has never been tempted, he just wants to see if he can get life points.

Ning Yun's face twitched. This guy is a violent maniac and a murderer. He should join the Demon Cloud Sect.

The warriors were stunned and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. Is it destroyed like this?

Jiang Daoming smashed two stone sculptures again. There are thirty-six stone sculptures here. All together, 360 life points.

That's nearly ten years!