Chapter 2348 There Is Nothing that Cannot Be Solved by the Holy Weapon

"Do you know Wutian?"

Liu Lang's heart trembled, and the hand holding the Wutian Sacred Tablet subconsciously shrank back.

"How many people in my era didn't know Wutian?"

Demon Lord Ye held his chin in his hand, seemed to be lost in memory, and after a long time, he murmured: "But now, Wutian's natal artifact is in your hands. Could it be that he is already dead?"

"You are not dead, how could he die?"

Liu Lang snorted coldly, pretending to be calm.

"That's right. How could he die?" Demon Lord Ye nodded, and said with emotion: "In this way, he has a better weapon to eliminate this sacred monument to you, which is really enviable. Hate it!"

"Envy, jealousy, hatred, or me?" Liu Lang asked.

"What do you think?" Demon Lord Ye laughed dumbly, laughing at Liu Lang's overreaching.

Liu Lang couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

Obviously, Demon Lord Ye and Wutian are geniuses competing against each other at the same time.

"I'm curious, who are you, Wutian, apprentice? Son? This sacred monument is a first-class holy artifact in the starry sky world. Even if Wutian doesn't need it, it's impossible to give it away easily."

Demon Master Ye looked Liu Lang up and down.

I hope to find some shadows of Wutian from Liu Lang, but unfortunately, apart from the holy tablet in Liu Lang's hand, there seems to be no connection between the two.

"Forget that you are easy to pass." After a long time, Demon Lord Ye patted his head, Rumeng woke up and said.

In the Land of Sealing Demons, Liu Lang didn't look like this.

Watching the Demon Lord Ye talking to himself there, Liu Lang frowned and said nothing.

Standing in front of Demon Lord Ye, he had a feeling of being stripped naked. To Demon Lord Ye's eyes, this little secret he could get out of his body didn't seem to be a secret at all.

Even the current Demon Master Ye is only a Qi Refining Realm cultivator.

"You have a sacred artifact in your hands. Even if you are temporarily trapped in this small Chengtian Continent, you have a bright future, so why bother with me?" Demon Lord Ye pondered and asked, "Could it be that there is something unspeakable? Scoundrel, have you figured it out?"

"My god, can this guy read minds?"

Liu Lang's face was extremely dark.

"It seems I guessed it right." Observing the change in Liu Lang's expression, Demon Master Ye laughed and said, "I just said, how could Bailiju release you? He is not a kind person."

"Even if Baili Ju is not a good person, he is better than you. At least, he will not take the lives of hundreds of millions of people to achieve himself."

Liu Lang said coldly.

"When I say this, I really doubt whether the holy tablet in your hand was picked up from the side of the road." Demon Lord Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly.

"Why?" Liu Lang was puzzled.

"Didn't Wutian tell you about his glorious deeds back then?" Demon Lord Ye shook his head and recalled, "At that time, with just one blow, a star field collapsed, and those who died in his hands People, what more than billions? Compared with Wutian, I only take a few small worlds, which is already very kind.”

"this……"

Liu Lang was so choked that he couldn't say a word.

It is true that what the Demon Lord Ye said was exaggerated, but millions of years ago, the fragments of the Three Realms were indeed caused by the hands of Wutian.

"Boy, your realm is still too low. When you reach our level, you will understand that some people are born ready to die. Whether you kill them or not, they will die."

Demon Lord Ye couldn't help but enlighten Liu Lang, "Under this starry sky, only by becoming stronger can you determine your own destiny. The life and death of the weak can only depend on the mood of the strong."

Liu Lang was silent.

He admitted that what Mo Zhuye said made some sense.

Sometimes, if a person wants to change the world, the first thing to change is himself. However, Liu Lang can't do it, at least, he can't do it now, like Mo Zhu Ye, who treats life as nothing.

"I know you won't listen, but you are still young, and you have plenty of time to think about it. It's up to you to decide whether to become Wutian or Bailiju."

After the Demon Master Ye finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the bottom of Qingyang Peak.

"You left just like that?" Liu Lang asked in a deep voice, holding the Wutian Sacred Tablet.

"Otherwise?" Demon Master Ye turned around and said with a faint smile: "Your expression tells me that you will definitely not open the Demon Sealing Formation and let me absorb the countless energy inside. Instead of staying here to waste time, it is better Find another tribe, don’t worry, this time, I will stay far away from you, so that you can’t see it and don’t worry about it.”

"Why does it have to be like this?" Liu Lang asked.

"Because it's fast!"

Demon Master Ye said as a matter of course: "Wutian should be in the realm of the gods, right? But I wasted a million years in the Chengtian Continent. If I don't want to take some shortcuts, I will never be able to catch up in this lifetime."

"You're terrified of nothing, aren't you?"

Liu Lang took a step forward.

Demon Master Ye's expression froze.

"So, you were able to kill me just now but you didn't kill me." Liu Lang continued.

"Whatever you want!"

Demon Master Ye didn't argue.

The Chengtian Continent is very big, and there are many people. If he can't be provoked, can he still hide? It was impossible for Liu Lang to follow behind him all the time and set up a magic sealing formation. As long as he succeeded once, the gap in cultivation between the two would widen rapidly.

At that time, it will be another scene.

Seeing the Demon Lord Ye go further and further away, Liu Lang wanted to catch up several times.

But in the end, I endured it.

He always thought that with the help of the holy artifact, he could easily take down Demon Lord Ye, but it turned out that Demon Lord Ye was far stronger than he imagined, not to mention that no matter what the reason was, Demon Lord Ye was always merciful.

No matter how much you hold on to it, it's not suitable for both emotion and reason.

Soon, the figure of Demon Lord Ye disappeared.

Although this result was not satisfactory, it was barely acceptable. At least, the Zuoqiu tribe was fine. Liu Lang's nerves, which had been tensed for a long time, slowly relaxed.

But the next moment, the voice of Demon Lord Ye suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Bailiju should have left something in your body, right? Don't be afraid, you have a holy weapon. In this small world, there is nothing that a holy weapon can't solve."

Liu Lang was startled suddenly, and hurriedly looked around, but only heard his voice, but could not see him.

There is no doubt that this is a kind of sound transmission technique, and Demon Lord Ye is already thousands of miles away.

"There's nothing that the holy weapon can't solve..." Liu Lang's eyes flickered as he chewed on the words that Demon Master Ye had left for him.

The reason why he was against the Demon Lord Ye was that he was not used to the Demon Lord Ye's indiscriminate killing of innocent people, and he was also afraid of the twelve golden threads in his body. bomb.

If he could really rely on the holy artifact, take out the golden thread, and act in the future, he wouldn't have so many entanglements anymore.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

Just as Liu Lang was thinking, shouts came from the foot of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, a group of Zuoqiu tribal cultivators headed by Zuoqiu Yan appeared in front of his eyes.