Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 567 The golden dragon is destroyed (page 12)

My body is hidden in the violence, my evil heart is buried, but I owe the debt of killing and killing, my heart is crazy and true, the devil is like a cloud, and I have made thousands of mistakes in the shackles.

The demon master sat quietly on the seat, drinking bitter tea, his eyes calm but indifferent, as if the endless fighting and fierce competition had already left him.

The calamity of cause and effect was thrown in front of me, and the blood of all living beings was splashed, and they stared at each other with murderous eyes.

Looking up at the cold mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, all close friends have fallen, and there seems to be a dragon roaring and a flying bird flying by.

He gently put the tea cup down, and his slender eyebrows slowly closed, as if he was thinking or reminiscing, and the inexplicable heat slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Destiny, why is it so unfair to the Brutal Evil Demon Army? After giving Fenghu the unparalleled fighting spirit, why did he allow Mingtan to give birth to the Lord of Xingtian? Why did he hide his deepest plans and conspiracies, but he was defeated by the bravery all his life? Gods and demons smashed it ruthlessly.

That peerless arrow not only captured the Seventh Bright Phoenix, but also defeated the Golden Scale Dragon Transformation, and even knocked back the Brutal Demon Army back to its original form. All the hard work was in vain, and all the hard work was finally in vain.

The Seventh Bright Phoenix looked back with reluctance when it fell, and the Kun Jiao Demon Saint's determined back when he rushed out of the Fenfeng Demon Ridge were like sharp blades stained with blood, seeming to be gouging out his heart and soul and picking at his flesh and bones. .

He remembered clearly that amidst the fierce wind and thunder, and the sound of surging waves, the demon king rushed forward brazenly. The blood of the big demon exploded, seeming to change the color of the heaven and earth, and the murderous roar resounded throughout the world.

The brilliance of supernatural powers carried a determined will, and the demon army also roared unyieldingly with flesh and blood. Just like during military exercises, each demon army burst out with the strongest shouts in their lives, and fought out amid the sound of the horn.

Under his own gaze, he crossed the Wind Tiger Battle Flag and died without hesitation. He was annihilated by the thunder wave and swept up by the waves. Even so, he pounced on him even more fiercely.

Countless cruel demon armies, those loyal and brave demon kings, and those demon kings who swore their oaths, finally blocked the vast thunder tide and turbulent waves, protected the Fenfeng Demon Ridge, and also protected him, this useless demon master. .

The fierce war song still echoed in his ears,

"...The wind blows across thousands of mountains, and the clouds spread far and wide. We rise and fall side by side, fighting fiercely. We are about to leave without returning.

It is dangerous to go against the tide, so why be afraid of the turbulent waves? The road of life and death is long, and here we go to the vastness..."

It is such a decisive will, such a disregard for life and death that the demon blood blocked the thunder wave, the demon body blocked the waves, and played the last song of this life for the golden dragon saint. Even the soul opposite also blocked the waves. It's so moving.

It was his own incompetence that harmed them. A flash of red had already appeared in Jiayunzhen's eyes, as if his eyes were stained by billowing smoke, and there was a coldness in the blood and fire.

At this time, a gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Yunzhen, the time is almost up." Demon King Yunyan's rich voice suddenly appeared outside the palace.

The blood as red as ink gradually faded from the demon master's eyes, and large beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. His breathing suddenly became rapid, but he saw him take a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out. , did this several times, and the clarity in his eyes returned.

But he flicked his nails lightly, and the palace door suddenly opened wide, and the Demon King strode in immediately.

"Uncle, when is the time coming soon?" Jia Yunzhen raised his eyes, seeming a little uneasy and distracted.

"You said that it is easy to get carried away when deducing the plan. I specifically asked you to remind you that if Demon Saint Kunjiao is about to die, I will call you over as soon as possible." Demon King Yunyan looked at the Demon Master strangely.

"Oh, let's go, uncle. It's me who is weak, and I even dare not face the Kun Jiao Demon Saint." Jiayun Zhen sighed, and immediately stepped out of the palace with the Demon King.

In the huge platform, a two-hundred-foot golden dragon was lying in the middle. The scales on its body became more and more golden, but it was too bright and brilliant, as if all the vitality of the dragon had been poured into the golden scales around it.

The eleven demon saints all stood around the platform with serious expressions, but the sadness in their eyes could not be concealed.

Above the golden dragon, an illusory real dragon appeared, raising its head and roaring silently, seeming to hate the injustice of the world and complaining about the lack of eyesight. The depth of his resentment, the poison of his hatred, even the Demon Saint does not want to be a part of it, but he feels a sympathy for it, and the backlash of Dragon Luck is really cruel.

As if sensing something, the golden dragon suddenly opened its huge eyes, and Jia Yunzhen's figure was reflected in his eyes.

"Yun Zhen, you're here..." Demon Saint Kun Jiao opened his mouth slightly and chuckled without complaint.

"Holy Jiao, I will definitely find a way to keep the Jiao lineage, and I won't let your efforts be in vain!" Jia Yunzhen slowly knelt down in front of the golden Jiao, his whole body lying on the ground.

For Huazhen Yaoting, or for Tajia Yunzhen, Kun Jiao Yao Sheng is the one who has the grace to meet him. He was the first to discover that there was something wrong with the West Ji Land, and he was also the first to come to support. The demon saint mobilized all his connections and mobilized many reinforcements.

Later, the Lumen Demon Palace was held back, and Jiao Sheng firmly stood on his side, and he established the Transformation Demon Palace.

It was him who transformed the veins into burning snakes, and Jiao Sheng also spent all his energy on it.

It can be said that without Kun Jiao Demon Saint, the Ten Thousand Demon Army might have been wiped out by the various sects of the West Ji Human Race.

All the demon saints couldn't help but sigh. Not to mention the powerful supernatural powers of the Kun Jiao Demon Saint, this ability to recognize people was rare in the Demon Court. Unfortunately, their luck was a bit bad, and they ended up being bitten by the dragon's luck.

"No, Yunzhen, what I want to say is exactly about the genus Jiao. You must not protect..."

It seemed like a sigh, like a decision, Jin Jiao's throat made a hoarse voice with force, "All the demon saints are here today to bear witness. If the Jiao lineage is cut off in heaven and earth, that is what I want, and it has nothing to do with Yun Zhen." matter."

The golden dragon struggled, raised its head, and looked around the demon saints. Finally, his eyes fell on Jia Yunzhen. His eyes were full of emotion and became clearer.

During the encounter, he watched the demon master in front of him step by step to reach this point, from a great demon in the West Far Frontier Army to a demon master who is now famous all over the world.

Kunjiao was very happy that he could help him walk for a while. Although he couldn't accompany him any longer, there was no need to let him carry a heavy burden anymore.

Transforming into a dragon with golden scales was the demon master's plan, and it was also a choice he made. It was for the future of the demon clan, and for his family's regret. If he couldn't succeed, it was his family's lack of luck, and he couldn't blame anyone.

If Jia Yun really dies to protect Jiao's genus, I'm afraid the burden will be heavier and the work will be more difficult in the future.

At this time, the real dragon's phantom became more and more manic, and wisps of phantom light rose from Jin Lin's body and quickly injected into the illusory dragon body. The golden dragon suddenly groaned, as if enduring unspeakable pain.

"Holy Dragon..." Jia Yunzhen raised his head, tears already rolling down his face.

Hua Hong, who was as close as a brother, has long since passed away. It seems that Master Kun Jiao Demon Saint will also disappear in the world, but it makes him feel sad. Too many people and too many lives have paid the karma in this abyss of calamity. , went into danger.

He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't. He wanted to avoid it, but he knew he couldn't.

"It's rare to see Yun Zhen showing such true feelings, so it's not a loss.

You, you should get married as soon as possible. If I have any regrets, it is that I only saw two Luoluo, but not your children. "Jin Jiao was already trembling, but he still pretended to be relaxed and said.

Seeing this scene, Jia Yunzhen completely lost his temperament as a demon master and knelt on the ground and cried loudly.