Chapter 510 Four Demon Kings

   Dugu bragged about his supernatural powers so much, as long as he made a move, even if Lu Li had great abilities, he would obediently be blocked by him.

  The actual effect was mediocre. Lu Bei only knew that he had just climbed over a few mountains and killed a few monsters. He followed Dugu for two days and two nights, and was immediately lost.

   and strongly suspect that Dugu has lost his way.

   Fortunately, there is enough experience. Although Lu Li was not found, all the monsters found were of good strength.

  With five billion qualifications, Lu Bei feels that he has nothing to fear. Let alone the copy of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, when he catches up with the four demon kings for a meeting, he also...

   There is no need to plant flags.

Xuanlong, a powerful country in the north, has no shortage of great abilities to overcome the catastrophe period. It has been trapped in the demon brand meat grinder for thousands of years, and even the golden dragon of luck has moved to the front line. It can be seen that none of the four demon kings are good at it. They really catch up with the four brothers For a meeting, 50 billion qualifications are probably not enough to look at.

  ——

  The top of the Yin Mountain.

   Lu Li stared into the distance, his sight spanned many spaces, and he had a panoramic view of Gushan City beyond the 100,000 mountains.

  The airflow fluctuated slightly, and a white figure solidified from the void.

  He is an unusually handsome young man with long hair standing straight up in a crown, wearing a white brocade robe, and a piece of green jade hanging on his waist. Two sharp eyebrows slanted up into the temples, deep eyes glowed with a little green light, under the high bridge of the nose, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked like a smile but not a smile.

  Beautiful men match beautiful women, the picture is pleasing to the eye.

  Unfortunately, neither of them is human.

  Northern demon king—Liu Wei.

   "Liu Wei, you are late."

   "No way, the three mice you mentioned have come to this king's territory. As the host, this king will naturally find a way to entertain them well."

  Liu Wei raised his hand to beckon, turned into a plain white folding fan, and complained: "I made a deal with the little mouse, but in the end it turned out to be three fierce tigers. You didn't make your words clear, and this king almost sent me to the door on my own initiative."

  Lu Li sneered when he heard the words: "Stop talking silly, you want to leave, no one can keep you, how about the three of them, didn't you startle the snake?"

"That's not true. This king lured the three of them to Prison Dragon's territory. Counting the time, how many monsters under Prison Dragon's subordinates will die." Liu Wei shook his fan, with a face of doing good deeds without leaving a name. modesty.

  Prisoner Long is another of the four great demon kings in the northern region, and has a very ordinary relationship with Lu Li and Liu Wei. This trouble Shui Dongyin is somewhat mixed with some personal grievances.

  Lu Li nodded and said with a smile: "With Prisoner Long's temper, those three people will definitely lose their lives in a hundred thousand mountains. If so, it's not like scaring the snake away."

   "The words are correct, but are you really sure to break Xuanlong's dragon vein?" Liu Wei was dubious.

The four great demon kings are all supernatural powers, and they are monster races with strong blood. They are also in the period of crossing the catastrophe. They are inherently stronger than human monks, but even they are no match for the hearts of the people. There is no good solution for the dragon vein array.

   "Last time, this king broke Windless City, didn't you also see it?"

Lu Lizhi was full of pride: "If this king can break through once, he can break through twice. This time, he will be able to cut off the Xuanlong Luck Golden Dragon with the sword. Without this line of defense, Xuanlong is nothing to be afraid of. Xiongchu Tuji Wa Gou, Wu Zhou and Qi Yan are not worth mentioning."

"Then what?"

  Liu Wei put away the folding fan, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "The holy land of the human race sent an emissary of the earth fairy, you and I have no way to go to heaven, no way to go down to earth, are you being chased around?"

  Lu Li frowned, very dissatisfied with Liu Wei's self-deprecation.

"Don't look at me like this. The human race and the monster race have been fighting for a long time, and they are both exhausted. They rely on hatred to support each other. This king feels that the small days are very happy now. After the Gushan City is broken, you will lead millions of demon soldiers south. Wang continued to guard one acre and three points of land."

Liu Wei slowly talked about his ambitions as a demon student. Seeing Lu Li's fierce eyes, he said indifferently: "Don't mention any important tasks to me. The Wan Yao Kingdom is in a mess right now, and it is not impossible to die due to civil strife. What kind of messy task is it?" Well, the merit lies in Qianqiu, but in fact, it is to divert conflicts, a group of insects who only know how to fight for power, what qualifications do they have to order this king, they really think that they are His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

  Hearing these words, Lu Li was also silent. After a while, he took a deep breath: "Since that's the case, after the Gushan City is broken, I will send my army south, and you will continue to guard your ancestral land."

   "For me to say, forget it."

  Liu Wei waved the folding fan: "Take it when you see it, don't underestimate the human race, you can't eat a Xuanlong alone."

   After finishing speaking, seeing that Lu Li was unmoved, he sighed and shook his head again and again.

   The tasks assigned by the above can be perfunctory. Yaozu are also monks, and what monks seek is longevity, not disaster. Lu Li refused to listen to the advice, and sooner or later he would die at the hands of human monks.

   Liu Wei looked into the distance, wondering which battle Lu Li would die in, and after thinking about it, he might not even be able to set foot on Xuanlong's land.

   "Liu Wei, where is your army, where is your demon general?"

   "No, I'm the only one."

   "..."

  Lu Li didn't speak, just stared at Liu Wei, the latter shook his fan slightly, and said triumphantly: "With this king here, you can reach thousands of troops, that's enough."

   Lu Li closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and suppressed his anger. Behind him, the billowing monster cloud spread out, roaring into the sky for a moment.

  In the dark clouds and mist, the hundred thousand monster races are like fluorescent fires, one by one, densely packed, making one's scalp numb.

   There are also ten powerful demon generals, all of whom are born with visions, and all of them are of extraordinary blood.

  ——

"kill!"

  In the land of mountains and canyons, the sound of killing shook the sky.

  The ground trembled suddenly, amidst the thick demonic aura, dots of malevolent eyes continued to form, and the violent black air covered the sky like a curtain like a blazing sun.

  Up and down the canyon, tens of thousands of monsters waved their banners and flags, and the evil spirit rushed to the top, and the high altitude turned into a semicircular bowl and buckled down.

  Bathed in thunder light, an enchantment blocks one side, cutting off the connection with the outside world.

  Lu Bei doesn't know much about the monster race. The monster he is most familiar with is his elder brother Hu San, who is so cheap that he can hum for a long time with one punch. Although he doesn't understand the mystery of the Yaozu's formation, he also knows that he has been tricked. Dugu kills the monster without blinking an eye, full of hatred, and the Yaozu specially set up an encirclement circle for them.

   Very good, it must have been written by Lu Li.

  Boom! !

  The void oscillated, and a huge figure tore through the space and emerged above the sky, casting a terrifying shadow over the three of Lu Bei.

   "The Wuna human monk, why did you slaughter the demon clan in the prisoner dragon king's land?"

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

   Dugu's eyes were red, and he turned on the disobedience mode in a second, holding the sword and heading straight into the sky, the **** light wrapped in boundless sharpness, splitting the figure in two.

   Lu Bei frowned slightly, and took out the picture of Hundred Thousand Mountains and Hundred Demons, and after spreading it out, he and Mu Lichen looked at it together.

   "Sovereign, I found the wrong place. Prisoner Dragon is another demon king." Mu Lichen pointed to the picture of Hundred Demons. In the portrait, Prisoner Dragon was a burly man, far from Lu Li by a thousand miles.

   Lu Bei was speechless. To be so lost in the way, Dugu is also considered a talent.

   "Suzerain?"

"Forget it, it's all here, let's get to the bottom of it first, and find out what the level of a big monster at the level of a demon king is." Lu Bei raised his brows, and said via voice transmission: "If you can't beat it, let Dugu stay in the back of the palace, remember to run Come on, don't disappoint his kindness."

   Mu Lichen nodded, secretly reasoning that it should be so.

Amidst the billowing demonic aura, the gigantic shadow was wiped out, revealing mountains and towers, behind the sky-high portal, a huge black shadow sat on a stone seat, the colossal pressure whistling the demonic wind, Lu Bei and Mu Li could see Dust is all over the top.

  Lu Bei: Is there a possibility to arrange for the Empress Dugu now?

   Mu Lichen: Everything is under the suzerain's orders.

  Whether the huge black shadow is the demon king imprisoning the dragon is still unknown at this moment, but its demonic aura soars to the sky, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, the endless demon wind is suppressed in an instant, and the sky is falling and the earth is cracking.

  If this is not Prison Dragon, then Lu Bei turns around and leaves. Within three or five versions, he will never set foot in Xuanlong easily.

   Before Lu Bei could open his mouth, Dugu showed his professionalism as a queen, holding a sword across the sky, and using the method of combining human and sword, he turned into a red shooting star and went straight to the black shadow behind the door.

  At this moment, Dugu has become insane. He doesn't know what it means to be afraid.

   "Arrogance!"

   "I'll kill him!"

  The huge black shadow didn't move, and the left and right demon generals strode out. One demon crossed the sky, breaking the space into two parts, and the other trampled through the ground, pulling up the black as black as ink on the spot.

The two demons blocked Dugu's way up and down, the latter laughed wildly up to the sky, the long sword in his hand disturbed the mist of the space, his blood energy overturned the demon cloud, he cut off the two demon's bodies, and the sword pierced the void and slashed down towards the black shadow on the stone seat .

   "Good sword."

  The sound of thunder resounded, and the black palm covered the sky, enveloping the billowing demon cloud, and knocked Dugu in the midair down to the mortal dust.

   Then, a huge figure stepped out of the door, and a man with purple hair showed his true face.

  Northern Demon King—Prisoner Dragon.

   "Fortunately, it's me, not a cat or a dog, otherwise I really can't fight."

  Lu Bei heaved a sigh of relief, and suppressed Da Yantian in Mu Lichen's hand: "It's just a little monster, why do you need to go to war with the master, just wait here, and the suzerain will come back as soon as you go."

   Before Mu Lichen could speak, he turned into a golden light and stepped into the air.

  At this time, Dugu pulled out his head stuck in the ruins, and patted the dust on his forehead. Just like Mu Lichen, he was stopped by the figure with soaring evil spirit.

"For the first time, there are not many human monks as courageous as you. Report your name, and my subordinates will not kill nameless souls." Prisoner Long looked at Lu Bei lightly, thinking of his courage, and gave a reward. A chance to be famous.

   "Lu Bei."

"die!"

  Prisoner Dragon raised his arms, the rolling sound wave vibrated the void, and the palm of the cloud covering the sky pressed down horizontally, covering the sky with a little white light like a firefly.

   "Cut!"

  The scorching white light beam tore through the sky, and the golden light flew vertically and horizontally, reaching the prisoner dragon in an instant.

  The five fingers of the virtual grip gathered into a fist, wrapped in a boundless edge, and imprinted on the slowly surprised face of the prisoner dragon.

  Boom——

  White light vented for thousands of miles, and blasted a pillar of dust in the distant sky.

  Lu Bei blew the dust off his fist, exclaimed: "Good eyesight, to be able to keep up with the swordsmanship of the suzerain, is this the demon king of the tribulation period? It's too scary."

  (end of this chapter)