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

Chapter 744: Danger of the Sky

Jia Yunzhen, with his hair bare and clothes in red, stood quietly on the demonic cloud, looking quietly towards the west. Occasionally, as if he was tired of looking, he would take a sip of bitter tea, until the sky gradually darkened and the heat turned into coolness.

"Yun Zhen, the three Demon Kings have all arrived." A soft call from the third Ming Huang came from the lonely clouds.

"Is it finally here..."

Jia Yunzhen turned around, his regretful face had returned to its calm state, as if he had turned back into the calm and wise demon master.

Apart from Feng Ting, the Demon Master's evaluation of the remaining three Demon Kings was simply that they did not lag behind. Of course, considering that the reference object was the Golden Jade Qilin, such an evaluation was already extremely high.

Because the Demon Master's evaluation of himself was "pathetic". If possible, he even hoped that someone in the Demon Court could scold him head-on. Unfortunately, both the First Ming Huang and the Third Ming Huang continued to trust him without reservation.

The years of suffering in the catastrophe are all stained with blood, and all that the Phoenix Court has is presented to me.

This kind of trust without regrets is the result of all the True Phoenixes presenting their sincerity to the abyss of disaster. It is also like a solemn bow to the demon master. Even if the sun and the moon shine on it, it will never change, let alone alter!

Since the abyss, his hands have been stained with countless blood. Countless demon soldiers have joined the Huazhen Demon Court and used their lives and flesh and blood to form the most solid barrier of Fenfeng Demon Ridge. There were also immortal demon saints who put aside their saintly dignity and were willing to become his sharp blade. He was secretly proud of this.

Later, as the sacrifices became more and more numerous, the blood had already covered his ankles, submerged his calves, and even spread to his waist and chest. The trust and lives that he had gained with his heart were gnawing at his self-confidence day and night, and permeating his soul.

Finally, until Lielie Fenghu died, until only the Yunyan Monster King was left of the former Ten Thousand Monsters Army, until Jiao Sheng was still making excuses for him before his death, until all the Minghuangs were shot down into the sky one after another...

The lives of his old friends and the cruel fights one after another had already cut off all the vanity in the demon master's heart, turning them all into obsession and hatred, swaying on a lonely shadow on a cold cloud.

"You have implicated so many lives, Jia Yunzhen, what are you going to give me in return? I ask you, what are you going to give me in return?"

Jia Yunzhen couldn't help but sigh, and finally glanced at the location of Xiji. He knew that in that direction, there was an old friend with gentle eyes, but also a ruthless enemy. He was his hatred, his regret, his unwillingness, and his inexpressible feelings.

Thinking of their mutual understanding and mutual attacks since the Abyss of Calamity, the Demon Master couldn't help but murmur softly, "I am no longer the playboy of the Demon Court, but you are still the blade-wielding Taoist priest on the Death Arena. What has changed will always change, and what has remained unchanged will never change."

Some killed some fought with their lives, the apocalypse is slowly approaching and there are few people left. Those familiar figures are either gone, or have become strangers, or have formed a causal knot, or have their own fetters that need to be brought to justice with blades.

Looking at Ming Huang who was walking slowly towards him, Jia Yunzhen straightened his back. His beautiful eyes were as deep as the abyss, and seemed to contain immortal stars. "Ming Huang, do you think I can convince the three demon kings?"

From the moment he made up his mind, more than once, even the demon master himself had been repeatedly persuading and refuting in his heart, trying to convince himself who was filled with hatred.

But in the end, the people you ask and the people you advise will all be rejected by the person in the deepest part of your heart, and it all boils down to one sentence: cold and deep hatred.

"I don't know, and I don't dare to think too deeply..."

Unexpectedly, the third Minghuang lowered her head, not daring to meet the demon master's gaze directly.

There was a hint of confusion in that rare weak voice, as if after making every effort, one still reached a dead end. It made one feel so powerless and unable to let go.

"It doesn't matter. I will definitely convince the three Demon Kings!" Jia Yunzhen nodded slightly, without any strange expression, as if he had already expected Ming Huang's reaction. He slowly stepped past her without any hesitation or pause.

I have no intention of letting his life end generously, but I hate the deep sorrow in the disaster.

"Yun Zhen... Is there really no other way?" The Third Ming Huang suddenly spoke, his face was already a little pale, and his voice was trembling slightly, "There is no turning back, there is no turning back..."

There were too many complex feelings in Ming Huang's voice, as if there was a siege that was difficult to break, as if his heart was as cold as ashes, as if he hated his panic and retreat, as if he was annoyed at his own inaction... Jia Yunzhen paused, but did not turn around, nor did he look back. After pausing for a few breaths, he finally continued to move forward silently.

"The Demon Court has no way out. I can only move forward and cannot even stop. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of so many sacrifices and trust?

This is the price of controlling one's heart, I dare not forget it. It is also the fate of a demon master, I dare not fight against it..."

Jia Yunzhen's figure disappeared in the heavy demonic cloud, and only a resolute word was heard faintly, causing the Third Minghuang to fall into a long silence.

Ming Huang's eyes revealed a stinging feeling. She raised her delicate head and looked at the boundless mountains and rivers outside the demonic cloud. She couldn't help but murmur, "The abyss of calamity is like a tide, and all sentient and non-sentient beings are stirred up in it. Is it only by giving up without hesitation that we can break out of the calamity? Is it only by being completely stained by the calamity in the sea of ​​blood that we can be free..."

"So many of the Demon Court's talents, the Demon Court's saints, and the Demon Court's noble blood have already perished. Isn't it enough..."

Sadness came from the heart, sorrow arose from grief. Ming Huang stood in the position where the demon master just stood, looking towards the west, clear tears already flowing down.

I weep silently to the wind, holding my hatred tightly in my heart. As I toss and turn in the calamity, I feel like red and ashes are rising, and I am killing people day and night.

Monsters are fighting for their lives, but why is fate so cruel and so insignificant...

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The light of the sun and the moon shines down gently, majestic and cold like snow. It can illuminate the heaven and earth and burn a person's life, but it cannot do anything to the Central Plains Demon Realm.

The rolling evil energy was like a wave of the Milky Way flowing back, covering all the mountains and rivers below Qingming. It looked like a pool of ink splashed across the sky and earth, causing people to feel dizzy and confused.

Thousands of demonic chants interweave into beautiful natural sounds or terrifying screams, emerging from nothingness, like wisps of spirit snakes and fairy dragons, stirring up ripples of demonic energy, as chaotic as a surging tide.

The Central Plains was as deep as an abyss, and it was dark and gloomy, as if nothing could be seen. But from time to time, there would be wonderful manifestations in the devil world, as if the emperor's hands had transformed into the bright sun and moon, and the sky was full of colorful lights, instantly illuminating a corner of the Central Plains Demon Realm.

Countless demon followers prostrated themselves on the ground and offered their utmost sincerity to the Great Lord of Freedom. This was the only meaning of the existence of the demon nest followers.

To be the master of freedom, to be controlled by the emperor, submission or killing is the brightest light in the devil's nature, even if it is stabbed to death by sword energy, it is to be turned into ashes by thunder and fire, it is to be eaten by insects and blood... in the end, you will be free.

They are all kinds of real demons with or without form, or they are free demons. As long as they have not solidified their attachment to the emperor and have not attained the great freedom, in this world of demons, they must bear the will of the emperors and dominate everything of their own.

Since you are free, you will not have any mercy and will not be weak. On the road to destroying the heavens, if you are not an emperor, you will be an ant. This is the necessity of fighting and the recognition of strength.

Compared with the demon saints and the primordial spirits, the great free emperors of each lineage have never fallen from their positions, but only died! Because even if they are lucky enough not to die at the hands of the primordial spirits and demon saints, they will be attacked by other emperors and turned into food for the demons of various lines.

But in the same way, once one has achieved the status of a Son of Heaven and has joined one of the many paths of the celestial demons, one will never face the danger of betrayal.

The way of the devil is so cruel and so eerie. It has always been like this and will always be like this.

Emperor Nianci smiled calmly, his tone was very sincere, "Demon Master, you may wish to consider it. If you are willing to condense and transform into an emperor, we will gladly welcome you. You can choose from the three paths of Pomie, Luohua, and Ruochen. As for the future development, we will all work together. If you are really capable and can control a multi-veined demon, we will be very happy to see it."

At this point, Emperor Nianci paused for a moment, with a look of great regret in his eyes, "If the Golden Jade Qilin is willing to be the Qilin Emperor, not to mention leading the Kuizhen Sect, even the three of us would be willing to follow suit and show our sincerity."

Emperor Luomei stood up from the Heavenly Demon Throne and spoke in a hoarse voice, "We cannot tell the Demon Master the secret of the Heavenly Demon, but what Nianci said was not a lie. You are a demon body with a pulse replacement, and your body and mind cannot be reunited. You have already cut off your path to becoming a Demon Saint.

Only by becoming a member of the Slaughter Clan or becoming the Emperor can you break your fate. However, the Slaughter Clan has been uprooted by the corpse ghost. Right now, in this Qilin Heaven, becoming the Emperor is your only way to survive."

Jia Yunzhen smiled slightly, his eyes full of calmness and indifference, as if he was just like this gloomy devil realm, blocking all the devilish light and covering up the obsession in his heart.

He successfully convinced the three Demon Kings, or rather, the three Demon Kings finally placed all their trust in him. While he felt relieved, it seemed as if something heavier was pressing on his mind, making him feel that the hard demon bones in his body were creaking.

Unfortunately, he had no choice. He had to seize an opportunity to allow the major demon courts to regroup and change the role of the demon court in one fell swoop.

All races were destroying each other in the abyss of calamity. In the original situation, the strength of the major demon courts was the strongest. The human race was surrounded, the demons were sealed, and the killing clan was weak. Whether in terms of the number of saints or the advantage of the terrain in the calamity, the demon courts had all the advantages.

It's a pity that just when the third abyss calamity began, a number of peerless Taoists inexplicably appeared in the Tianzong of the human race. The Demon Court was caught off guard, and its strength has been weakened by nearly half. The promising situation of the calamity was destroyed into its current state.

However, as long as this grand plan succeeds, the Demon Court will be able to get a slight respite, and even the fisherman will benefit from the conflict between the snipe and the clam, and the position of the fisherman can also be obtained by the Demon Court.

"The Abyss Tribulation is already in full swing. A few days ago, the two major demon courts in the northern border fell. I wish I could perish together with the Buddha Mother Wujian, but I don't want to live forever. I appreciate the emperor's kindness."

Is that so? The three emperors looked at each other and smiled faintly at the same time, not taking it to heart.

The road is here. One day, this demon master will definitely come up, because apart from this way of survival, he has no other way to go.

After all, the demon master in front of him has a goal that he will never give up. In order to achieve this goal, he must live forever. Apart from becoming the emperor, he has no other choice.

But once you become the Son of Heaven, what you see and think will be completely different. The past is like smoke, life is like a dream, and everything will be clear.

The emperor of all clans has enough patience and can wait slowly.

"Master Demon has arranged to meet the three of us this time. Do you have any arrangements?" The young Emperor Chongchen nodded slightly, his eyes showing a calmness and ease.

Since the Demon Court in the Northern Frontier was captured and broken, the two major Demon Courts in the Eastern Border mainly focused on defense, and the two major Demon Courts in the Western Frontier, Huazhen and Liuming, also reluctantly stopped their offensive. The emperors of the various clans, Pomie, Luohua, and Ruochen, could only withdraw to the Central Plains Demon Realm before the support of the Human Race's Tianzong arrived.

The Luohua sect severely injured the Lord of Golden Light, the Ruochen sect killed the Primordial Spirit of the Huan Sect, but the Pomie sect did not gain any advantage. But generally speaking, the powerful offensive of the Great Free Emperors of various factions was resolved by the various Tianzong of the human race.

The princes of all clans of the Destruction Path originally wanted to take advantage of this conflict to seize the Mingtan Three Realms Flower in order to eliminate the illusory light and black fire in the sky. As a result, the Lord of Xingtian didn't even pay attention to the arrangements of the Destruction Path, and directly responded to the call of the Golden Jade Unicorn and went to the northern border to fight.

As a result, as the emperors of all clans retreated back to the Central Plains Demon Realm, all their plans came to nothing, causing Emperor Nian Ci to sigh with regret.

"It is no longer the time to cling to the past after the catastrophe has come!"

Jia Yunzhen spoke calmly, his eyes seemed to be filled with a stern determination like clear ice and snow, "The Lu clan has all perished, let's put that aside, right now in the abyss of conflict, there are only the Sky Demons, the Human Race, and my Demon Race left!

The Lord of Xingtian killed my noble blood, the Buddha Mother of Wujian suppressed my demon spirit, and the Golden Jade Kylin destroyed my demon court. Such hatred cannot be washed away even if all the water in the nine heavens is poured out.

If the abyss of catastrophe requires a fight to the death, then I will never allow the human race to have the last laugh! "

Huh?! The three Zhimiao Emperors couldn't help but frown at the same time, quietly waiting for the demon master's next words.

It's not that the three emperors suspected that what the demon master said was a lie. This time, the human race suddenly rose up in rebellion, and the three races of demons, monsters and killers were caught off guard. The killer clan was directly destroyed, but if we talk about heavy losses, the chance of victory lost by the Demon Court is indeed greater than that of the emperors of various clans.

A palm-sized token suddenly appeared in front of the three emperors, with two words written on it: "Seal the Heaven".

This is... Nianci, Luomei and Chongchen, the three most wonderful emperors, stood up from the throne of the Heavenly Demon at the same time!

"During the second abyss, the human and demon races joined forces to seal the heaven and earth. Now the world is changing and it is time to change!" Jia Yunzhen smiled slightly and calmly tossed the token in his hand.

As the token rose and fell, the gazes of the three emperors also rose and fell accordingly. Even in the devil's heart, ripples appeared, and the look they gave Jia Yunzhen had become more complicated and indescribable.

There are really many talented people in Qilintian.

Such a brilliant conspiracy, no matter whether it is the prince of the various clans or the Tianzong of the human race, they have to accept it and dare not refuse it! What a great demon master with unparalleled strategy!

"How long will it take to untie the net that seals the sky?" Emperor Chongchen said in a low voice and agreed without hesitation.

He never expected that the demon master would actually overturn the chessboard directly. As long as the sky-sealing net was untied and the virtual sky was covered, the entire Qilin Sky would be the hunting place for the emperors of all veins. Now that the demons and the demon court were cooperating, they naturally wanted to target the human race's Tianzong. However, after the human race's Tianzong was defeated by the emperors of all veins, the major demon courts would also be in trouble.

How dare Jia Yunzhen? !

“In the past, the human race provided luck and the demon court provided noble blood, and only then were the emperors sealed outside the heaven and earth. Now, we lack luck and dragon blood. If the Third Minghuang uses phoenix blood to dye it, it will take ten years!” Jia Yunzhen nodded gently.

"Okay, ten years from now, we, the emperor, will hunt in Qilin Heaven and will never touch the demon court at all until the human race is destroyed!"

The three emperors spoke at the same time, solemnly presenting their oaths!