Chapter 9 The Last Piece of Parchment

After the fall of the emperor, the nine dark monarchs seemed to have received orders from their respective subordinate monarchs and quietly disappeared without their attention.

Two gods, one light and one darkness. Lucifa's speed is by no means comparable to that of the dynasties. But the ten dynasties deeply understood that even if Lucifa's speed was the best in the world, he would give him enough luck to keep up with the divine. He can only get one of the two gods. A divine deity from many places is useless to him. Moreover, the demon emperors saw clearly that the two gods were shot out in two completely different directions.

"There must be another chance!"

Ten dynastic emperors shuttled through the dark void of the universe and countless parallel or non-parallel planes nearby, searching and trying to find another god. However, after more than a month, nothing was found, and no one found the trace of the divine.

In the next two months, the emperors of the dynasties still exerted their powerful magic knowledge, constantly scanning the plane at the cost of great spiritual consumption. Then, in the face of the facts, the demons had to leave one after another. In the end, there were only two people left in the void.

The emperor of the dynasty, the demon emperor, and the second prince, Andrey, stood opposite each other. The father and son looked at each other quietly, and the atmosphere seemed strange.

"Father, I'm here to call you!" After the dead silence, Andre was the first to break through the stalemate. He bowed. At the moment of bowing his head, his thin lips turned up slightly. Show a careless smile.

The Demon Emperor was dressed in a black dragon gold-edged dragon robe, and under the background of boundless darkness, he was like an evil black dragon leaping out from the abyss.

The Demon Emperor looked serious, with his hands behind his hands, blinked indifferently, and then stared at the second prince opposite him and said with great meaning, "I didn't expect to see you here. I'm looking down on you."

"The father should be happy. As the bloodline of the father, my son. How dare you humiliate your father? Andre finally raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the Demon Emperor. It's a little provocative.

"Well, it's good. It's worthy of being my son. There is nothing wrong with the great wizard's predictions to you. The Demon Emperor didn't seem to see the provocation in Andre's eyes at all: "I value you very much!"

"Thank you for your praise." Andrea smiled modestly and bowed: "I still have some things to deal with. If my father doesn't mind, I want to deal with it first, and then go back to the dynasty to serve my father."

"Well, you go ahead." The Demon Emperor waved his hand. At this moment, the Demon Emperor's performance. Completely like a kind father, the only drawback is that the inability to move or the voice reveals a kind of instinctive indifference.

"Well..., my son has left!" Andre stroked his chest with one hand. After salute, and then facing the Demon Emperor, he slowly retreated. After withdrawing a hundred feet, he broke a space like lightning. Fly away..

Despite the identity and spleen of the Demon Emperor. In the face of Andre's almost offensive way of leaving, he should have been furious for a long time. But the Demon Emperor has never done anything.

The moment Andre turned around, he didn't notice that behind him, the eyes of the Demon Emperor bet on his body suddenly flashed a strange look.

"Bun!"

As soon as he broke through the space and dodged the magic lock of the Demon Emperor, Andre said hatefully, "Why stop me?"

"Because you are not his opponent yet!" In Andre's mind, the hidden evil soul said directly.

"How is it possible? Now that I am a dark monarch and have the magic skills on parchment, how can I not be the opponent of the old man? According to reason, now, my skills should be the same as that of the old man's dynasties. Why, so far, I can't see through the old man's strength?

"It's a little strange..." The evil soul wondered, as if it had encountered something incomprehensible.

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me. Don't tell me that you have recovered so much strength now, and you can't get any falsehood. Andre said displeasedly, obviously not satisfied with the ambiguous answer of the evil soul.

"I can't see the details of him - according to reason, this is a situation that should never happen." The evil soul didn't seem to care about Andrea's resentment. After a pause, the evil soul slowly said, "In him, I feel the breath of the Lord God."

"..." After waiting for a long time, I didn't expect this answer. Andre was almost mad and roared directly at the evil soul in his mind, "Is this your answer?!! I value you so much--the old man often borrows divine power. Can he not have the breath of the Lord God on his body?

"No, that's not the case..." The evil soul denied it directly. Knowing the irritability in Andre's heart, he suddenly remembered something and said, "I don't care about it for the time being. Your mood is changing now, and there are some conflicts between the demons in your body, which you must have felt. For today's plan, let's take a look at the collection of four sheepskin, as long as you get the complete skills. Your strength is bound to soar, and all kinds of negative emotions will naturally disappear. At that time, if you want to fight with the old man in your house again, I will definitely not object.

Andre was a little clear-headed, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Hmm."

"As long as you finish practicing the magic skills on the four pieces of parchment, your skills will definitely be completely superior to the demon emperor and the dark monarch. Moreover, although I can't recover my complete memory, I still vaguely remember that as long as I collect four pieces of parchment, there will be great benefits. Even, it's definitely not under your divine status!"

"No need to say more, just do what you want." Andre waved his hand. The center of the demon world.

On the blue and black sky, a cobblestone shadow crossed most of the sky and fell on a knee-high dry grassland mound millions of miles away from the central magic mountain.

"This is..." under the mound. A palm suddenly stretched out and pouted at the size of a pebble in the middle of the mound, with a shuttle and regular black glazed object.

In appearance, this seems to be an ordinary stone, but the lines and crystal brilliance make the black stone look a little unusual.

Just when the pale skin and curved palm of the surface was about to cover the stone that fell from the sky----

"Dad!----" A small foot fell from the sky and firmly stepped on the black rock.

"No!" Under the hill, the man who crawled on the ground twitched his heart and looked at the hill desperately. The handsome child in an unknown place picked up the stone into the palm of his hand: "My God!!!----"

If Feng Yun Wuji is here, he will be surprised. This man. It was the hegemon of the Taigu side when the Dark Expeditionary Force of the Demon World invaded the Taigu Temple. Yang Zun, the king of great light.

Da Guangming Wang Yangzun is the last split of Gongsun Zhishang. Before Gongsun Zhishang breathed off the last split, he returned to Taikoo and peeped at the sword body method and was bombarded by Fengyun Wuji.

According to reason, the Great Light King Yangzun should also die violently. However, the resentment before Gongsun Zhishang's death made his body soul escape a fragment and attached to the Great Light King Yangzun. This made Yangzun, the king of Daguang, avoid the self-explosion.

"Dig, dig, dig..." The children on the hill are very cute, and their pink faces look very cute. However, under the hill, the eyes of Yangzun, the king of great light, are no different from the most terrible demon in the world.

"I..." Wang Yangzun of Da Guangming stretched out his palm and wanted to ask the child for the meteorite from the sky. At this moment, the pink and jade-like child suddenly turned around. A pair of eyes turned completely dark, staring at Wang Yangzun of Daguang fiercely. The fierce smell revealed from the eyes that should have been pitiful was almost chilling.

Da Guangming Wang Yangzun's heart suddenly trembled, and his stretched palm was like a needle. I took it back violently. Looking at the child with a harmless smile at the corners of his mouth. Yangzun, the king of great light, shuddered without even his own trembling, and his memory went back to...

King Yangzun of Great Light is the last split of Gongsun Zhishang. Gongsun Zhishang didn't breathe the last split before he breathed. Then he returned to ancient times and peeped at the sword body method and was bombarded by Fengyun Wuji.

According to reason, the Great Light Wang Yangzun should also die violently. However, the resentment of Gongsun Zhishang before his death made his soul escape a fragment and attached to the Great Light Wang Yangzun. This made Yangzun, the king of Daguang, avoid the self-explosion.

Da Guangming Yangzun did not dare to stop all the way and fled to the demon world all the way. Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped into the demon world, I met the evil star in front of me. Almost at the moment he saw this child, Wang Yangzun of Great Light felt the breath of mixed blood with his own people and demons...

When the emperor fought with the nihilistic king, Gongsun Zhishang had been hiding and watching in the dark. Wang Yangzun, who had all the memories of Gongsun Zhishang, recognized at a glance what happened from the sky in front of him.

That is the god that made countless top demons in the demon world crazy, the main god after the fall of Dismason, the lord of war

In the face of the divine spirit of the Lord God, how many people can keep calm.

However, the burning brilliance in Wang Yangzun's eyes soon faded. A convulsion from his soul made him lower his head painfully and avoid the fierce eye contact with the little devil in front of him.

"Evil, why did you go again?" A woman's voice came from a distance.

"Dig, ha, ha, ha..." The vicious expression on the little devil's face quickly subsidesed and quickly turned his head, with a sweet, harmless smile on his face.

He shouted in his mouth, and the son of the heart demon, with the god of the lord of war, jumped down the hill. With a pat on the back, two small pink little devil wings pulled out from behind, patted a few times, and then flew into the distance like a meteor, pounced on the still of a trace of a delicate figure standing in the withered grass.

"It's all, the divine character of the Lord God, only those with a perfect soul can be recognized. My soul is almost fragmented now. I don't know how long I can live. Why should I fight for this god with him?

Although the self-explosion is avoided, every once in a while, there will be an uncontrollable strong pain in the soul, as if the soul is being torn by an invisible hand - this is the price of the broken soul.

However, the incompleteness of the soul is still secondary. What really makes the Great Light Wang Yangzun suffer from the body to the heart and soul is all kinds of unrelief grievances in his heart.

"Why, why? ...Why do I have to bear all the pain!" Yangzun, the king of Guangming, pinched ten fingers into his muscles, and the blood flowed unconsciously. The face of the twisted face showed a nearly sickly paleness and persistence.

"I must pay the price for all the ancients! ..." Wang Yangzun of Great Light roared in his heart. Huo stood up, raised his robe, and walked to the little guy who was around Felix in the distance.

The hope of revenge is on it...

In the northwest of the demon world, on the ruins of the former dark country.

Countless demons are darounded, and the tall demons who release a dark and evil atmosphere all over their bodies stand on this black land with halberd. In front of this huge evil army, the second prince Andre knelt on one knee.

In front of him, there are three pieces of map. The up side of the map is gray and black, and the side facing the ground is engraved with magic tricks.

"Yes, it's now!" In my mind, the evil soul guides the way.

Andre looked solemn, and his right hand slowly stretched out to the bottom of his sleeve. He gently pressed it on the three pieces of parchment. His palm shook slightly, and the yin demon in his body, who was extremely corrosive, rolled into the three pieces of parchment...

"Shhhh

In the stingling sound of soldering iron on the fur, there are bursts of gray fog on the surface of the three-paper parchment, which is extremely strong.

When the evil gray fog reached its strongest, a wisp of scarlet lines appeared under the parchment of Andre's palm, extending around like life.

Where the scarlet lines flowed through, the parchment squirmed, making a terrible sound like a baby sucking.

Andre's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the leather paper in front of him. Under the ray fog, a bloody road map appeared in Andre's eyes...

At the end of the parchment, the scarlet lines converge into a circle, in which a word faintly appears, IV - the hiding place of the fourth piece of parchment...