‘Everything in the world is like a tide, and fate is like the north wind... People are withered leaves, drifting in the wind...’

The Demon King tilted his head and looked at the leader of the Piaoling Opera Troupe with a twisted face. He was smashed into pieces by precise and sharp light.

A song he had heard that the leader sang softly when no one was left suddenly sounded in his ears.

It is said that this is the origin of the name of Piaoling Opera Troupe, and this song was left by the leader's grandmother.

The leader is not young, nor is he the kind of beauty who is charming.

The reason why she wears a veil is just because of her tribal folk customs. The man who unveils her veil will be her husband.

She is not strong either, she is not the kind of old devil who hides in the world to play pigs and eat tigers. She is just a gentle, docile, and cautiously taking over the troupe of elders, and bringing a group of poor people to live in the worldly love.

She is very gentle and warm.

When she spent all the last little money from the troupe, she bought potions to save the seriously injured Demon King.

She didn't know that in the heart of the Demon King, she had become a symbol of her mother.

Otherwise, the Demon King would have left the troupe long ago.

He knew that he was an ominous person. If he stayed in the troupe, he would probably cause trouble for the troupe. But for the sake of that warm smile and to be able to listen to this desolate tune, he stayed in the troupe.

Regardless of his past identity, he was like a scoundrel, taking a group of children to eat a king meal.

Even though he was beaten to the point of pretending to die again and again... he was still happy.

In fact, to be honest, it’s really uncomfortable to fall into a state of fake death, not much worse than real death. Although his awakened talented magical powers will become stronger after each fake death,... that damn taste is really bad...

"Captain... don't..." King of Demonic Chapter knelt on the ground, letting more than a dozen fully armed soldiers pounce on him cheering, and grabbed him with all his might.

"Catch it, grab it... Sanliancheng's only real bloodline, the legendary descendant of the Demon King Luohu... Sanliancheng's Fallen Prince Gomoro!" A warrior with a big beard grabbed the neck of the Demon King, laughing happily: "We can go home, we can go home... Haha, we have grabbed him."

The Demon King shook his body, letting these guys grab his neck and arms, and some even grabbed his legs, just like a group of butchers carrying a clean sheep and ready to put him on the grill.

In the sky, more than a hundred Sanliancheng palace mages fell slowly. They looked down at the Demon King, and their thin cheeks were full of smiles.

The pursuit for more than ten years will finally have a result.

It has been more than ten years since they left their hometown for more than ten years, just for the damn guy, the Demon King.

Now, we can finally go home. Not only that, they brought back the Demon King. They can finally open the ultimate defense system of Sanliancheng, open the secret treasure house belonging to the Sanliancheng royal family, and make the gradually declining Sanliancheng re-glorious and powerful.

The mission was finally completed perfectly.

As for the dead people... they are nothing more than some wandering savages, a group of lowly prostitutes - girls, thieves, villains, and scoundrels. These people who live will only make this damn world worse.

When they die, the air in this world will become much fresher.

More than three thousand warriors and more than a hundred palace mages were smiling at the same time, smiling happily and comfortingly. Finally, they caught this guy, thanks to the cooperation of Liudao Palace.

Only in a "safe" and "rules" place like the Six Path Palace, this cunning Gomoro will relax his vigilance and fall asleep like a well-behaved child, allowing them to complete the perfect encirclement to capture him alive.

The most perfect thing is that because of these savages and untouchables, Gomoro actually gave up resistance and escape.

The mage will never forget these warriors responsible for capturing the Demon King. In the past, many of their companions discovered this bastard prince with low strength. However, he held the secret treasure of the Sanliancheng royal family. Although he was seriously injured again and again, the warriors responsible for capturing him were also seriously injured.

This time he didn't resist...

The magnificent man wearing golden armor and a bearded face quickly came to the side of the Demon King with a group of subordinates. He lowered his head to look down at the Demon King with a lifeless face, and suddenly grinned: "Prince Gomoro... I finally saw you, it's not easy."

The Demon King whispered in a desolate tune: "The world is like a tide, and fate is like the north wind... People are withered leaves, drifting in the wind..."

Over and over again, tears kept flowing down from my eyes.

The bearded man looked at the Demon King in shock. He reached out and patted the Demon King on the cheek, muttering in a low voice: "Hmm? I was scared? But it doesn't matter. What we want is your bloodline. Just bring you back alive. As for the rest... no one will care."

The Demon King narrowed his eyes, and his angina pectoris kept gushing out of his eyes.

He was dark all around him, and only the familiar faces of the Piaoling Theater Troupe kept appearing in front of him. Under his fair skin, circles of blue, purple, black, and green circles continued to appear, and his skin became colorful and looked very strange.

"Damn it? Are you going to awaken your magical powers?" The bearded man looked at the Demon King in shock. He smiled and shook his head: "No, no, Prince Gomoro, you should fall asleep obediently. When you wake up, we have returned to Sanlian City..."

"After so many years, don't you miss Sanliancheng?" The bearded man laughed. He drew out his sword, turned his hand and hit the back of the Demon King's head with the hilt.

With a heavy blow to the hilt of the sword, normal people had already fainted.

On the back of the Demon King's head, his bones were like melted glue, and they fell softly along the power of the hilt of the sword.

The bearded man used a hard blow and fell into the empty space. There was no real feeling at all where the sword hilt reached.

He was shocked and suddenly shouted loudly: "Come on, serve His Highness Gomoro to take medicine."

A group of palace mages had landed at a height of 100 meters above the ground. Several oldest mages quickly fell from the air and hurried to the side of the Demon King, took out a light black jade bottle, and forced open the Demon King's chin.

"Beauty Sauce..." An old wizard with a triangle face smiled strangely: "I heard that the prince was in Sanliancheng before, and he liked to let women drink this treasure and have fun with them... As long as he drinks the beauty Sauce, he will be weak all over and let His prince enjoy it, even the masters in the Life-College Realm cannot withstand this medicine..."

"Your Highness, do you have the realm of the Pond?"

The black and red beauty with a faint fragrance poured into the mouth of the Demon King and flowed into his stomach along his throat.

In the unseen place outsiders, circles of blue, purple, black, and green circular patterns constantly emerged in the belly of the Demon King. Before this bottle of Beauty Crisp could play any role, it was decomposed and absorbed by the round runes, and turned into wisps of strange heat flowing in the Demon King's body.

The various circles under the skin of the Demon King were emerging in a dense manner. Gradually, his whole body became colorful, like a poisonous octopus caught from the water, looking full of strange sense of danger.

In the Dalong City, Wu Tie roared and swept the last few disciples of the Six Path Palace who were brave enough to rush up to block the road into two sections. He stopped suddenly, turned around, and pointed the miserable white spear behind him.

The roar of the tiger shook for several miles. The dozens of Six Path Palace disciples gathered behind him changed their faces and turned around without saying a word.

Li Ling was killed, the senior management of Zhike Hall in the half-step realm of the life-stricken pool were killed, so many elders in the realm of the building were killed, so many senior brothers with strong cultivation were killed... These disciples of the Six Path Palace, with three or two big cats, were already scared and frightened, and no longer had the courage to stop Wu Tie.

"It's over, it's over..." Wu Tie looked at the disciples of the Six Dao Palace who were running around without saying a word. In the dark shadows on the side, Lao Bai rushed over with panic on his face.

Behind Lao Bai, two black rat men and four blue-skinned lizard men were chasing each other, and it seemed that they had no kindness to Lao Bai.

Wu Tie looked at the pursuers behind Lao Bai coldly. The invisible force field suddenly spread out, and a large area of ​​fire rolled in the invisible force field. Six flame palms of several feet in a radius suddenly condensed and slapped the pursuers behind Lao Bai.

Two black-skinned rat men and four blue-skinned lizard men were burned to ashes without even snorting. Lao Bai looked back and rushed to Wu Tie.

"The Piaoling Opera Troupe is destroyed... The yellow-haired boy of the Demon King was arrested... Yes, is he still a prince? The caravan from afar is actually here to chase him... Moreover, they have already negotiated with the senior officials of the Six Dao Palace."

Lao Bai's information is very well-informed. In such a short time, Wu Tie and his group had just rushed out of the Great Dragon City, and he had already found out about the matter.

"What a group of foreign puppies..." Lao Bai cursed in disappointment: "Those two black skins are the scouts of Sanliancheng. They didn't talk about any affection and killed each other when they met. If it weren't for the protection of the brothers from Dalong City, Lao Bai would have fallen into their hands..."

Lao Bai's face was a little strange, and he murmured in a low voice: "When did the rat people have masters from Chonglou Realm? Since they are already rat people from Chonglou Realm, why are you still scouting?"

When Wu Tie attacked the guys who were chasing Lao Bai, he sensed that those guys were all at the level 1 or 2 of the Chonglou Realm.

Can the rat man reach the first and second level of Chonglou Realm?

Wu Tie looked at Lao Bai, reached out and poked his forehead, and then looked towards the location of the Piaoling Opera Troupe.

This is a big trouble.

There is no doubt that this is a big trouble.

It took several years to send such a large team to cross so many large domains to kill a person... such a force...

"That Demon King, I like it." Wu Tie said in a deep voice: "Can be for a group of children..."

"That boy is good..." Shi Fei murmured vaguely, he whistled and pulled his mount back. He quickly put on his whole set of armor, sat on the back of the lizard, and set off a charge.

Yan Hanlu didn't say anything, she just took out another bottle of rotten bone marrow and applied thick layers to the scimitar.

"Fuck them!" Lu Ji, who was only at the height of Wu Tie's waist, waved his short tube double-tube hunting rifle, and his eyes were so excited that he shone with excitement.

"Fuck them..." Wu Tie murmured in a low voice: "Grand Sword, I'll go with you, you... go to the intersection leading to Wa Valley. Especially Lu Ji, all the things you have made these days are ready. Whether we can get out of here may depend on you."

Shi Fei wanted to say something, and Wu Tie quickly interrupted him: "They can have an equal dialogue with the Six Path Palaces. There may be cultivators in their team of Fate Pond Realm."

Shi Fei's face turned pale slightly, and he nodded vigorously: "Let's go and answer...you guys, be careful...If it doesn't work, we will find another opportunity to start."

Tie Dajian held the heavy sword in both hands, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Even the cultivators in the Life-College Realm, they cannot break the rules of the Six Path Palace... They, as well as the scum of the Six Path Palace who colluded with them, they deserve to die..."

Tie Dajian didn't know that this matter had been allowed by the Six Path Palace Master, and he thought it was just Li Zhi's conspiracy.

Shi Fei and others followed the route given by the Iron Sword and quickly rushed towards the necessary path to Wa Valley.

Wu Tie patted the witch's little head, holding a spear, and strided towards the Piaoling Opera Troupe's station.

He sang the ancient war song "How could he say he had no clothes, but he had a grudge with his son?" in a low voice. A fierce murderous intent lingered in his body, brewing, accumulating, becoming more and more powerful and more powerful.

Every step, his murderous intent increased a little.

With each step, the white tiger crack in his hand became even more pale.

With each step, the wind whirling around him became even colder.

The Piaoling Opera Troupe's station is only more than two miles away from Dalong City. Wu Tie took a step of more than ten meters. He took a short cup of tea from the other side of Dalong City to the nearest station.

The Iron Sword was like a mountain, following closely behind Wu Tie. Every step he took was half a foot deep on the ground, not a minute or a minute.

"Feast!" The man in golden armor raised the big sword in his hand and looked at the colorful skin with a little worried look. The Demon King, whose skin was soft on the ground, finally issued an order to celebrate the feast of the whole army.

After so many years, there was finally a result. The tense nerves of the soldiers should relax.

The Demon King curled up on the ground, as if his bones were broken.

He suddenly whispered: "I always thought that as long as I avoided it, I could survive... I never had the courage to do anything, because I was afraid of death, because I didn't dare to fight you..."

"But I was wrong."

"In this damn world, sometimes, if you don't fight, you will die even more miserably... and will also implicate more people."

"If one must separate one's life and death, why can't you die?"

The Demon King suddenly opened his mouth and with a gulp, a thick black and red smoke spewed out of his mouth.
Chapter completed!