The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1224: Death Portal

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Like a golden boy and jade girl, slowly falling into the world, Meng Xiaofeng's mouth always has a contemptuous smile. Chu Qingcheng was a little awkward, especially when he saw Zhuo Fan's startled eyes below, his head lowered and he dared not look. Two soft jade hands broke Meng Xiaofeng's iron claws, but they couldn't break them!

This smelly rascal!

His face was somber and terrible, Zhuo Fan hummed inwardly, and wanted to go forward and beat him, but he was afraid that he could not be beaten. When I thought that there was still a big deal to do, I put it down for the time being.

But this tone is going to come out sooner or later.

You wait for me, hum!

"Why, the two don't seem to be happy to see me here, hahaha..."

Finally gained the limelight, and the two of them fell to the ground. Meng Xiaofeng couldn't help but laughed evilly. He glanced at Chu Qingcheng on the side and said: "I stayed in Danxia Sect for a few days. Uncle went back, do you have any comments?"

The heart was dazzling, and the two bowed and bowed: "Don't dare!"

"Since there is no objection, let's talk about the situation now!"

The corner of his mouth curled up, Meng Xiaofeng glanced at the soaring white pillar, and said leisurely: "Devil King, King of Gambling, who of you will explain to me, what are you doing here, and what is this?"

Knowingly ask!

He hummed inwardly, but they didn't dare to show the slightest expression on their faces. After pondering a little, the Demon Sovereign bowed and said, "Master Enlightenment Sage, I feel that I would like to present a map. It is really hard to show my admiration for the holy mountain. So for the past six months, I have been thinking hard and finally solved it. I found the map of Minghai and found the entrance to the Minghai. Now I want to go in and explore, and be a **** for all the sages!"

"Oh, you don't even have a map rubbing, can you crack it? Demon King, this son really has to write you a word!" Meng Xiaofeng sneered.

Didn't take it seriously, Zhao Cheng continued to worship: "Because of my sincere heart to the holy mountain, I always don't forget to do things for the holy mountain. It is like a divine help. This is also the blessing of all the saints. Otherwise. Only by my wit, how can I have this ability, ha ha ha..."

"It's a good flattery."

With a cold smile, Meng Xiaofeng said in contempt: "The former Demon Emperor Table is your master. Although I haven't seen him, I have heard that he is unsmiling, even if he ignores the holy masters. How can such a proud person teach a disciple like you?"

The skin shook, Zhao Cheng's face was a little unnatural, but he quickly shook his head with a smile, and sighed: "That's why... he died. I want to live, so I never dare to disobey the Lord. Mean!"

My heart was stunned. Everyone was still laughing at Zhao Cheng's shamelessly just now, but after hearing this, no one could laugh.

Even Yanhuang doesn't feel heavy in his heart.

The demon emperor who dared to shake the sky died, but the remaining demon emperor did not have the courage to become a submissive dog. And these people, why not so?

Perhaps, they have changed a long time ago. Only Zhuo Yifan who hadn't changed at the beginning will die.

Thinking of this, Yan Huang and Gambling Emperor couldn't help lowering their heads slightly, feeling a lot, and even feeling a little confused in their hearts. Zhuo Fan squinted his eyes slightly, and let out a long breath.

When he returned to the sanctuary this time, he was most worried about being discovered by the emperor. The most important purpose was to find the whereabouts of Qingcheng. But maybe, these are not the reasons why he really came back.

There is providence in Mingming, and his return this time may be to complete what Zhuo Yifan didn't accomplish.

"Seeing that you are so obedient, my son will believe you for the time being!"

Really looking at him like a dog, Meng Xiaofeng couldn't help but laughed evilly, then came to the light column and asked: "Is this the entrance to the sea of ​​darkness? How do I get in?"

After a little hesitation, the Demon Sovereign bowed and replied: "We don't know, we are studying, and you are here!"

"Really, what results did the research show?"

Gazed at each other, both of them shook their heads. The gambling emperor glanced at the beam of light and suggested: "Maybe this entrance is a teleportation formation. As long as you enter the beam of light, you will be able to reach the sea immediately!"

"Oh, in that case, you go and try to bet the king?"

"Me?"

"Yes, it's you!"

"No, saint, it's better to let one hand try this kind of thing, in case something happens..."

"I'll let you go, dare you?" Glancing at him, Meng Xiaofeng shouted: "Apart from me, the Eight Emperors are the strongest. If you are fine in there, I can Don't worry. If something happens to you, I will have to think about it!"

His grandmother has a leg, and he uses Lao Tzu as an experiment. He really treats us like dogs!

With a groan in my heart, the gambling emperor looked overwhelmed, but he couldn't help it. There may be no problem for him to go to that beam of light, but if he doesn't go, it is estimated that there will be only a dead end.

Finally, let’s go!

With a helpless sigh, the gambling emperor held the dazzling light all the way forward, but he hesitated for a while before entering the beam of light before gritting his teeth and rushing in.

In an instant, every white light wrapped him up, the gambling king closed his eyes tightly and felt it, nothing happened. When he opened his eyes and looked around, he was still in place, and there was no sign of teleportation away.

Huh, what's going on?

With doubts in his eyes, Meng Xiaofeng yelled: "The king of gambling, what do you find in it, do you find a passage or something?"

"No, it looks almost the same outside, it just feels a bit stiff!"

Slowly shook his head, the gambling emperor looked confused, but soon frowned, moved his hands and feet, and made a click sound like a crack, but it was a bit strange.

However, without waiting for him to check it out, with a whistle, a gray light fell from the star in the sky, straight down the beam of light, and hit him.

Titicaca...

Suddenly, something terrible happened. The gambling emperor’s dark blue silk was slowly turning white and wilting, and his chubby and smooth skin gradually dried up, and wrinkles climbed up to him at a speed visible to the naked eye. cheek.

Unconsciously surprised, the gambling emperor understood that it was wrong, and hurriedly raised his leg to run. But with a sound of Kara, he just moved, and his whole body was shattered with a rumbling, turning into dusty powder. Even his costume was turned into a pile of debris in a blink of an eye, flying in the wind, like something that had rotted for a thousand years in an instant.

His!

Can't help but take a breath, everyone was shocked, even Meng Xiaofeng was born in the sacred mountain, has never seen such a terrible scene.

Who is dead in such a short period of time, decayed and died. It was just a moment of seeing him with my own eyes. Ten thousand years have passed.

Goooo!

For a time, everyone couldn't help but swallowed and saliva, the cold sweat already wetted their backs. Meng Xiaofeng couldn't stop shaking, then stared at Zhao Cheng, and asked: "Devil Emperor, what is going on, are you sure this is the entrance to the sea of ​​darkness?"

"Master Saint, this is indeed the entrance to the sea of ​​darkness. It's just how to get in, I'm afraid it is a test!"

With a bitter expression, Zhao Cheng hurriedly looked at Zhuo Fan and said anxiously: "Steward Zhuo, what is going on? Why does the entrance turn people into a pile of scraps!"

Frowning deep, Zhuo Fan lowered his head to think, his expression serious, silent.

Shuang'er on the side suddenly lit up, pointing to the stars in the sky and said: "It's the Death Star. Anyone who wants to use this entrance to enter the Underworld, the Death Star will drop a lot of death energy and take it instantly. Life. There is more than death, and it penetrates into the bone marrow, so he has been dead for thousands of years, and his body is turned to ashes!"

"What, is this entrance still set up like this?"

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaofeng nodded his head clearly, exhaling a cold breath: "As expected of the Emperor Underworld Dojo, it really is not a realm that can be entered by ordinary people!"

Speaking like this, Meng Xiaofeng flashed a light in his hand, took out the original map, looked at the little poem on it, and said every word: "The endless road to the sea and hell, dedicated to the exiles of ghosts, where Those who set foot in our land will perish forever with the naked eyes of mortals. This is clearly a warning, no one can set foot in the dojo of Emperor Underworld, otherwise there will be death. It seems that even if the entrance to the underworld is unlocked, it will not help. This is simply death. We can’t get in at all, so let’s forget it!"

Sighing and shaking his head, Meng Xiaofeng sighed and looked at the beam of light, a little bit unwilling, but more jealous.

When everyone else saw it, they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing, their hearts falling lonely.

Although the inheritance of Emperor Ming is full of temptations, his life is more important. Even if his life is gone, where does the inheritance come from? No matter if you don't go to this Minghai Jedi!

"Wait!"

However, at this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly yelled, his eyes flashing with sparkling light: "Maybe, I can get in!"

"What, do you have?" Taking a deep look at him, Meng Xiaofeng couldn't help but sneer: "This sea of ​​Ming will die if even the eight emperors are touched. Bone Realm, how can you have this qualification? Find death, hum!"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan didn’t say anything: “The Emperor Ming is an ancient emperor. How can anyone enter his dojo? Only by his orders can I get a glimpse of the heavens and enter the room!”

"According to his order? What did he order?" Meng Xiaofeng was stunned when he heard this, and everyone else looked at him with doubts.

With a grin, Zhuo Fan pointed to the map in his hand and said: "Did you just say it, it's written on it!"

"What is written on this is clearly a warning and means not to let outsiders enter!"

"Really warriors, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood. You see this little poem as a warning, but what I see is an invitation!"

The corner of his mouth swept across a faint arc, and Zhuo Fan faintly said: "The Emperor Underworld... has already told us how to get in!"

What?

Unexpectedly, everyone looked at Zhuo Fan in disbelief.

There is no way to write this poem, we read less, don’t lie to us...