Chapter 820 Demon King?
Yang Che's eyes narrowed, and he was about to use the Thunder Escape Technique to enter the black magma pool, but the black-red brilliance that suddenly shot up into the sky directly formed a wall of light to block him out.
At the same time, the sixteen soul-sealing pillars suddenly emitted a strange black light, and were instantly connected to form a strange 'soul-sealing array'. The brilliance flowed, and the strange runes kept flashing, forming a 'black magma pool' Completely sealed.
Yang Che's thoughts were racing, and he wanted to immediately take out the 'Qianyuan Thorn' to try to break the ban, but he quickly gave up the idea.
When the glacier that had just trapped Xuantian's flames was drawn in, a mysterious aura faintly emanated from the black magma pool. Although it seemed very weak, it made him feel an extremely dangerous feeling inexplicably.
After pondering for a moment, Yang Che simply ignored the black magma pool for the time being, and immediately fired towards the battle circle between the ghost Xiu Mei and the wrinkled old man.
He did not go deep, only on the edge of the battle circle, and tried his best to maintain the opening of the third level of 'Chaos Mysterious Realm', shrouding the ghost cultivator and the elders of the Jiyou clan within it.
Mei was blessed, while the old man from the Jyou clan with wrinkles on his face was weakened.
As a result, after a fierce battle for about a cup of tea, the old man of the Jiyou clan was defeated.
Knowing that he was outmatched, the old man quickly took out the teleportation array talisman and tried to escape. However, "Charming" rarely opened the "Underworld Space" and used the ghost way "Binding" to trap him tightly. Countless underworld virtual blades , like a storm, piercing from all directions, instantly turning the old man of the Jyouyou clan into a 'hedgehog'...
Meishi didn't hide his cultivation any more and directly destroyed the old man's physical body, and then used her mysterious light yellow orb to suck the soul of the old man from the Jyou Clan who had cultivated in the late stage of the integration into the orb.
Yang Che no longer maintained the Chaos Mysterious Realm and slowly landed on the ground of the hall.
"Yang Che, you did a good job. The cultivators of Jibei Territory will kill every one they see, and they must not hold anything back!"
The ghost cultivator slowly fell down, and when he mentioned the cultivator of Jibei Territory, he was still full of hatred and resentment.
She glanced around quickly, and then arrived outside the Soul Sealing Pillar, her consciousness spreading toward the black magma pool a hundred feet below.
After a while, Mei withdrew her consciousness and said in a solemn tone:
"Sure enough, there is an existence in this black magma pool that is still very scary even though it is weak. If I am not mistaken, it should be a powerful monk of the 'Demon King' level."
"Demon King Level?"
Yang Che was suddenly shocked, "Isn't that a Mahayana monk at the level of a king?"
The ghost nun Zimei nodded and said, "Yes. He is a Mahayana demon cultivator, but he has become very weak for some reason."
Yang Che couldn't help but said with great worry: "In this case, it will be very difficult to get back my Xuantian Crazy Flame and the Nine-Heart Thunder Flame 'Sen Black One Heart'."
He knew very well that half of the blue-gold fairy energy in the glacier that trapped Xuantian Kuangyan would probably not be available.
Even if Xuantian Kuangyan really can't break free on his own, then the 'demon king' will undoubtedly put forward harsh exchange conditions if he wants to exchange Xuantian Kuangyan and Jiuxin Leiyan's dark black heart.
At this time, Yang Che could vaguely guess that the exchange condition was probably that he would get the other half of the blue-gold immortal energy from You Shen.
"Let's go down and take a look first. A demon king is trapped in a black magma pool and is suppressed by soul-sealing pillars. It's quite strange. Originally, I thought these sixteen soul-sealing pillars were placed by the two monks from the Jingyou Clan. Now it seems that it is not the case. These sixteen soul-sealing pillars are very much planted by the demon king himself."
The ghost nun Zimei said slowly and took out another light yellow ball.
After the Yin Qi radiance radiated from the ball enveloped the two of them, they followed the Soul Sealing Pillar to the edge of the ground where the magma pool was located.
Yang Che pondered for a moment and said loudly:
"Senior Demon King, we have no intention of disturbing the senior's spiritual cultivation. It's just that the spiritual fire of the junior sensed that One Heart is in this black magma pool, so we came here. If the senior is willing to capture the spiritual fire of One Heart in this dark forest, it will be collected by the senior." Once the black spirit fire is returned, we will leave immediately without disturbing you."
There is silence underground.
After a few breaths, a weak and surprised voice seemed to come from the bottom of the black magma pool:
"Oh? You said that the 'Xuantian Flame' and 'Nine Hearts of Thunder' are your spiritual fire? Young man, your luck is quite extraordinary."
As the words gradually fell, a phantom emerged from the black magma pool and floated above the magma pool. It stared at Yang Che and Mei with indifferent expressions across the soul-sealing array and the black and red light wall.
This shadow was tall and tall. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could vaguely tell that he looked like an old man with a long beard.
He glanced at the ghost nun Zi Mei, and then fixed his gaze on Yang Che: "What's your name?"
Yang Che pondered for a moment, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Yang Che."
After saying that, he was about to mention the matter of Nine Hearts Lei Yan and Xuantian Crazy Flame again, but he heard the ‘Demon King’ who looked like a long-bearded old man took the lead and said indifferently:
"Yang Che, I know that you have half a blue-gold fairy energy in your hand. You can exchange this half of the blue-gold fairy energy for the 'Xuantian Flame' and the 'Nine-Heart Lei Yansen Black Heart'."
Hearing this, Yang Che's heart sank slightly.
Half of the blue-gold fairy energy could only be exchanged for the same thing, which was not the result he wanted.
"Senior Demon King, there is no need to go around and around. Just tell me, apart from this half of the blue and gold fairy energy, how can you be willing to return all the Nine Hearts, Lei Yansen, Black One Heart and Xuantian Flame?" To the juniors?”
"Hahaha, it's interesting. I didn't expect it, but I'm going to take some twists and turns. Yang Che, half of the blue-gold fairy energy is already an extremely precious thing, but do you know that half of the blue-gold fairy energy is still precious? Not as good as your 'Xuantian Flame'."
The Demon King, who looked like an old man with a long beard, stroked his long beard after speaking, looking enigmatic.
Yang Che was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he was not too surprised.
After all, Ziyin had already told him how precious the Xuantian Crazy Flame was.
Seeing Yang Che's calm expression, the long-bearded old man was a little surprised, but he immediately continued:
"You give me half of the blue-gold fairy energy, and I give you the black heart of the Nine-Heart Lei Yansen. In fact, that's almost it. If you want to exchange for the Xuantian Flame, you need at least one more complete fairy energy. , before it can be exchanged.
It's just that this Xuantian Flame is yours. In order to get half of the blue-gold fairy energy, I took away the Xuantian Flame trapped in the glacier. If it were normal, depending on my nature, this Xuantian Flame might have been returned to you unconditionally long ago. But now I have some problems with my body, and I just need this Xuantian Flame, so if you want to get it back, I have to be thick-skinned and rely on it. "
When Yang Che heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
He had just said that he was not going to mince words, but this 'demon king' was so 'straightforward', which surprised him.