Chapter 827 Fried Chu Liang【Ask for a monthly pass! 】

   A gust of wind blew across the battlefield.

  The decadent Tianbei Prison, the broken valley, and the panicked Yudu City all fell into a long period of silence.

  The demon **** left with a group of demon kings, and the Cangsheng Taoist also followed, and no one dared to stop him. A demon **** without a carrier is so powerful, let alone one with the body of a heaven-eating insect.

  Although it looks a bit strange, the strange Sky Devourer is also a Sky Devourer.

  Pessimistic people have already thought of the disaster of the demon gods back then, but there is no demon-suppressing tower in the world anymore. The current situation looks like it will be very difficult for other artifacts other than the Demon Town Tower to restrict the demon gods.

  Chu Liang is somewhat optimistic about this.

  Because he can feel that Tun Tun is the demon god, and the demon **** is Tun Tun. He believes that it is impossible for her to suffer another disaster from the demon god.

  How could a person who loves to eat fried food want to destroy the world?

   It should be that there were too many human practitioners present, and the chaotic atmosphere made her feel flustered, so she wanted to leave. In contrast, the breath of the Yaozu will make her more friendly.

  There were too many people present, Chu Liang did not immediately report all the information he had, and was going to go back to discuss with Venerable Wen Yuan and Bai Ze before deciding what to do. The situation is still unclear now, and I already have accusations of colluding with the demon clan, so I'd better not say anything that might cause discussion in front of others.

  Of course, in the eyes of most people, the resurrection of the demon **** is considered a success.

   It's just that discerning people still wonder, if the demon **** can be resurrected so easily, why did he try to kill the sky-eating insect in the first place instead of directly possessing it?

  Although this did not affect him falling into Yu Tianhuan's trap, there must be some reason.

  In any case, a big battle has come to an end for the time being.

  Recently, the world of cultivating immortals has experienced the battle of Shushan Penglai and the battle of demon gods in Tianbei Prison, each of which has become larger in scale, and now even the top eighth realms such as Venerable Wanfa and Moth Demon King have fallen.

  Even high-level executives will be a little at a loss about this.

   It was still the supervisor of the state who made a call, and said: "Everyone from the nine heavens and ten places, don't leave for now, please follow me to Yudu City to discuss the next step. Today's matter is very important, everyone present, please don't disclose it to the outside world."

  If the news of the resurrection of the demon **** spreads out, it may immediately cause great panic, and the people of Kyushu will definitely riot. Before that, the imperial court and the immortals had to set a tone.

  The powers who were in charge of the artifact war just now are silent at the moment, looking worried.

  At this time, there was a sound of gravel, and a middle-aged man with dirty clothes and disheveled hair came out of the ruins. He looked like a primitive man.

   "What's wrong with this?" He asked blankly, "What happened? Why did Tianbei Prison fall down? Do you want to rebuild it?"

   "Old Zuo..." The Prison King shook his head sadly when he saw this person, "We don't necessarily need Tianbei Prison in the future."

   This primitive man is Zuo Ci, the deputy supervisor of the Jian Guo Mansion. He has practiced the Dao of Jianyu here for many years. Who would have thought that the prison would collapse one day.

   No wonder he was a little confused.

  Tianbei Prison has been hit hard this time. It is easy to rebuild the house, but it is difficult to fill in after so many prisoners have died. Maybe this prison will not be needed in the future, which is also the reason for the sadness of the Prison King.

   After thinking for a while, he suddenly raised his head and wondered: "The big monster who robbed the prison at the beginning didn't come from the Far West, who is he?!"

  …

"god-"

  In the temple in the Far West, the statue on the high platform has been removed and replaced with a bronze throne.

  The slender girl sat on the wide and cold throne, unable to find a comfortable position, so she had to put her legs down and swing there helplessly.

   There were several demon kings kneeling under His Highness, and the great priest prostrated at the front, pointing at the bound huge spirit beasts next to him, and said: "You have just been resurrected, this is a tribute from the believers, please enjoy it, Lord Demon God."

  The tightly bound spirit beasts were all bigger than the throne, some were covered with blue scales, and their hair was as long as a gun. They were all struggling there, but it was of no avail. These are all spirit beasts of the seventh realm. After all, no matter how weak their morality is, they will not be sent to the god's table. After being devoured by the demon god, he quickly replenished his spiritual power, and then brought them back.

  Now there is no demon town tower in the world, and nothing can stop the demon race!

   But Lord Yaoshen seemed to have little interest in these spirit beasts, she glanced at them cautiously, and then asked in a low voice, "Is it deep-fried?"

   "Uh..." The priest paused in embarrassment before replying, "It's...alive."

  Three thousand years ago, the offerings to the Lord Demon God must be living things, which has always been the rule of the Yaozu.

  Long years have passed. Although some changes in taste are reasonable, I didn't expect the changes to be so big... The great priest obviously didn't get used to it.

   "Hmm..." Tuntun frowned, and looked elsewhere.

  She has never eaten live animals, and she may still have some desire for spiritual energy when she was a child, but under Chu Liang's years of training, her taste has long since changed.

   "My Lord Demon God doesn't like it." Caiyi whispered, "Change to something else."

   "Okay!" The great priest waved his hand, "Take all these spirit beasts down and cook them in hot oil! I will offer them later!"

   "Ho Ho Ho —" the spirit beasts struggled harder when they heard this.

  Good old Deng, it’s not enough to capture and kill us, but to use the most cruel method of killing, right?

  Tun Tun's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

  Although she didn't quite know what these people were going to do, she felt that it was a cruel thing.

   She doesn't like it.

   As soon as she waved her hand, there was a golden light flashing, and the restraining ropes binding those spirit beasts broke instantly, and several spirit beasts jumped up immediately, jumping and fleeing for their lives.

  No demon king dared to stop the spirit beast released by Lord Demon God.

  After releasing those spirit beasts, Tuntun didn't seem to have anything else to do, so he hugged his knees and curled up on the wide throne, his eyes rolled around, thinking about something.

  She didn't speak, and the demon kings below didn't dare to speak.

  The scene suddenly fell into a suffocating silence.

  A moment later, it was still the great priest who broke the deadlock. He prostrated himself on the ground again, and said respectfully: "Great God, what offerings do you want to eat, believers will do everything possible to find them for you!"

  Master Yaoshen is the incarnation of Devouring Dao, and he is born to eat. It was unprecedented that she had no appetite, so the great priest was naturally anxious.

   "I want..." Tuntun thought for a while, and said in a very small voice: "Chu Liang."

   "Master Demon God wants Chu Liang?" The great priest said awe-inspiringly, "Believers understand!"

  Caiyi behind her was speechless, "Do you understand much?"

  Seeing the great priest Huo Di get up, he resolutely said: "This time, no matter what method we use, we will also pay tribute to Lord Demon God!"

good evening.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)