Chapter two hundred and eighty-fifth, he should pay
But this time, Allah did not choose to escape. Deadpool, who was originally just a corpse, flashed in his eyes, staring at Wei Yuan's face.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to escape, but his four souls have proved that today he will never be able to escape, even step out of this hall.
This is his last remnant soul. If it is erased instantly, then Allah, one of the twelve demon kings in the demon world, would probably really be eliminated from the demon world and completely die in this mortal world, which has always been regarded as a thing in the demon world.
"Why don't you escape?"
Wei Yuan smiled and spoke sarcastically.
Allah occupied the body of Deadpool without saying a word, and the murderous intent in his eyes was full of anger, hatred, but more unwillingness and helplessness.
Wei Yuan smiled evilly, and said with satisfaction, "Yes! That should be the look. You can pretend to be in front of others, pretend to be in front of me, I will take your life!"
"Wei Yuan!"
The angry Allah almost squeezed out these two words from his teeth.
However, before he could speak harshly, Wei Yuan raised his hand slightly. Following his movements, a golden sword slowly emerged from his eyebrows and pressed against the three inches of the front of Allah's forehead, following him like a shadow.
"Be careful when speaking, otherwise retribution will come soon!"
Wei Yuan's tone was plain, and he continued, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's talk about it now, how are your demon world planning to invade the human world?"
Hearing this question, Allah sneered, “You want to dig out my secrets?
It's too crazy."
As soon as this sentence was finished, the sword energy that was stopped in front of his forehead suddenly pushed forward an inch, and the sharp edge reached the soul of the Lord. The sword light lingered on it, which scared God so much that he trembled suddenly, and he had to swallow the harsh words that had already reached his mouth.
Wei Yuan continued to speak, "Maybe the Demon World will think that you are smarter than the Blood River Black Tiger. Unfortunately, in my opinion, it seems to be the opposite. He seems to be much smarter than you. At least he will not joke about his life. After all, if his life is gone, nothing will be gone."
As he said that, Wei Yuan inserted the black gun straight into the earth in front of Allah and continued, "Don't believe it. The reason why I know your existence is because of him. He exchanged his life with all his demonic energy and everything he knew. I have to say, it's a very correct choice."
"As for you, I only regard you as a tool to verify the authenticity of the Blood River Minghu, so you are not that important in my eyes. This opportunity is just something I give to you. As for whether you want it or not, there is no loss to me."
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the strange little sword on his forehead, Allah's heart was trembling three times. If the sword advanced two inches more, with his current state, there would be no room for survival.
But even so, Allah still plucked up his courage and sneered, "Wei Yuan, you are still too young. Although I don't like the Blood River Minghu, he is the overlord of the Demon World after all. With you, even if you can trap him, I'm afraid I can't kill him!"
"oh?
Yeah?"
Wei Yuan immediately smiled, "I really don't know what they would react if the Immortal World knew that you had torn apart the promise of no war and had invaded the mortal world to find out the truth and reality. Don't you have the twelve demon kings in the Demon World?
If two people die, I don’t know if they can still block the ten immortal emperors in the fairy world.”
As soon as this sentence was said, Xue Nu, Tu Manyue and even Liu Anzhi were all confused, saying that there would be no war?
The Twelve Demon Lords?
Ten Immortal Emperors?
What is Wei Yuan talking about?
Wei Yuan never mentioned these secrets to others, so they naturally didn't know how even immortal cultivators had not reached the Heavenly Gate, how could they know how many immortal emperors there were in the Immortal World and how many demon kings there were in the Demon World. As for the promise of non-war that had been gone through countless years, even if the Potian Gate ascends, they might not be able to know them.
But they didn't know about these things, but Allah, one of the twelve demon kings, was clear about them. So while Wei Yuan spoke this sentence word by word, Allah's expression gradually became richer.
He was stunned at first, then shocked, and finally fear and struggle.
The shock was because these things were not something that a little mortal monk should know. Wei Yuan was able to tell these things clearly, probably because of the Blood River and the Black Tiger.
Could it be that Xuehe Minghu really told this kid everything?
If so, then he really has no use value. As Wei Yuan said just now, everything he knew about, for Wei Yuan, his current role might be limited to verifying the authenticity of the Blood River Minghu.
In this way, even if Wei Yuan mercilessly killed him, it seemed reasonable, so he began to fear.
It is true that Allah is the Demon Lord, but the reason why he practiced the Soul Liberation Dafa was because he was afraid of death. The higher he climbed, the less courage he was, and naturally he was more afraid of death. He was at the throne of the twelve kings in the Demon Realm. It would be a pity if he died at such a high position.
The reason why Allah was able to confront Wei Yuan with fearlessness was that he could not easily give up the information about the demons in his mind with Wei Yuan's cunning. He would definitely rack his brains and try his best to pry open his mouth. In this way, he might be able to seize a faint opportunity to escape from the sky after dealing with him, but now it seems that there is no chance again.
Wei Yuan didn't talk nonsense to him, frowned slightly, and the golden little sword hanging in front of Allah's forehead was quickly poked.
Allah's face changed drastically in an instant, and his soul escaped from the body of Deadpool and quickly retreated to the rear.
Liu Anzhi, who was standing next to Wei Yuan, raised his hand without hesitation, pinched his sword and pointed it forward. In an instant, a wisp of sword energy exuding a strong and dangerous aura was extremely fast, and he slashed towards the escaped Lord like thunder.
Liu Anzhi deserves to be the most powerful person in the world. The speed of this sword energy is not something that the residual soul of Allah can dodge. A threat of death instantly covers Allah's body. In horror, he finally shouted loudly, "I said, I said!"
Just as he spoke, Wei Yuan raised his hand, and Liu Anzhi beside him understood instantly. The index finger and middle finger at the front suddenly separated at a critical moment. The sword energy split into two like a torn split, whizzing past the left and right sides of the Allah who had been scared and slashed hard on the palace wall behind him.
"boom!"
The sword energy slashed down, and the entire wall collapsed. Fortunately, the palace was quite solid, otherwise this sword would have completely turned this place into a ruined wall.
Looking at the vacant wall that was slashed by a sword, the snow girl sighed helplessly, turned to look at Tu Manyue and asked, "He should be able to compensate, right?"
"I don't know, it's not my business."
Chapter completed!