Chapter 577: Undercurrents
Leaving the Xuan Vice Marshal’s mansion, on the way, Mo Lihai’s eyes showed joy, many times he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn’t say anything. After returning to the Mo Mansion, Mo Lihai took a deep breath and cupped his fists to Wang Lin, showing a sincere color in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: “Brother Wang, the Demon General’s Competition, I hope that you will help Mou Mou, this grace, Mou Mou will remember!”
This was the first time that Mo Lihai spoke to Wang Lin in this tone of voice, in his heart, at this moment, Wang Lin was no longer his equal, but someone who could force the vice marshal to retreat in a row with a divine ability!
With the help of this person, Mo Lihai was confident that he could almost sweep among the demon generals!
He for Wang Lin’s that style of divine ability, understand the most, the heart is extremely shocked, he this way in his head from time to time in the echo of that style of divine power, and bring themselves into the illusion to meet the enemy, in the end, but is bound to lose!
Wang Lin’s demeanor is not proud, but rather bland as usual, at this moment laughed, “Brother Mo, since I promised about the demon general, I will definitely help you!”
Mo Lihai laughed, obviously quite happy, he laughed and said, “Brother Wang, I have old wine there that has been buried for more than five hundred years, today you and I, we’ll have a quick drink!”
Wang Lin’s gaze lit up and he nodded with a smile.
At this moment, within the Imperial Sword Pavilion in the main center of this Heavenly Demon City, a person wearing a yellow robe, only revealing a back, looked at the Imperial Sword in the Sword Pavilion’s formation, and laughed softly, “Enough playing, that Hong Jail, you don’t want to go there anymore, have a good few days of quiet.”
The silver sword within the formation, immediately emitted a burst of sword sounds, as if it was extremely unwilling.
“If you are naughty again, I will send you to the Dragon Pool.” This person laughed.
The Emperor Sword’s sword roar suddenly stopped, and then it seemed to have lost its temper, emitting a few feeble sword chirps. Despite this, it was even more furious towards that food that dared to provoke itself.
Within the Flood Prison, after the Emperor’s Sword no longer came here to destroy it, that blood-colored world at the lowest level, gradually recovered, and a large number of felons were thrown into it, and soon, the killing within that blood-colored world, began another cycle.
In those endless pools of blood, a black-haired man, sat silently on his knees within the pools of blood, a trace of killing thoughts, constantly surging into his body from the pools of blood, and the aura of killing, growing thicker and thicker.
He raised his head from time to time, and within his blood red eyes, there was actually a trace of clarity that flashed through.
“I, must be like him and escape from here!!!”
Killing began, all the people in the blood pool, have risen into the air, launched a crazy killing, this black-haired man in which, as if a god of killing, his eyes revealed a thick killing machine, out of the hand is vicious and pungent, as if a blood dragon swept across.
Endless killing, at the end of the day, the sky of this blood-colored world, only the black-haired man left one person exists, the ground in the pool of blood, those who have just resurrected, have expressionless, do not even look at the sky a glance.
Black-haired man outside the body of the blood mist, thick about hundreds of feet, he took a deep breath at the moment, red in the eyes of the explosion, revealing a rare trace of clarity, clarity, this person’s body rushed out of the madness, straight to the exit and go.
Only, just in its body just rushed out less than a few feet, the sky in the flash of silver, the emperor sword silver dragon, the curtain appeared, the huge claw instantly to him, the black-haired man was wrapped in blood mist on the face, revealing a if shy smile.
In a voice that could only be heard by himself, he whispered, “Explode!”
As soon as the word left his mouth, the man’s entire body, immediately rumbled and exploded, along with the hundred feet of blood mist outside of his body, it immediately rolled violently to meet the claws of the silver dragon.
Rumbling sound, echoed throughout the blood-colored world, the silver dragon roared and retracted its claws, on its claws, there are multiple breaks, this is undoubtedly for it, adding fuel to the fire, before for Wang Lin’s hate, immediately once again be evoked.
As for the black-haired man, at this moment, he was resurrected in a blood pool underground, he lowered his head and was silent.
Silver dragon roar fierce eyes sweep, immediately stared at the black-haired man, roar, a sword, awn from its mouth flashed out, straight to the underground blood pool.
The blood pool rumbled and shattered, wrapped within the black-haired man, death.
So on and so forth, every time the man was revived, the silver dragon killed him, and after many times, the silver dragon threw its body in triumph and disappeared into the sky.
It had already thought about it, since the Demon Emperor did not allow him to destroy the Flood Prison, and was restricted to need a few days of peace and quiet, and could not go out to look for that abominable food, so it would be good to vent here.
The matter of the flood prison is not mentioned for the time being.
From the battle of the demon generals, there is still half a month’s time, in this half a month, the entire heavenly demon city is in a depressing atmosphere, from the heavenly demon county various cities and pools of the demon generals, they have their own tightly prepared.
In addition to the positive preparations, there are a lot of secret means, or to move the door, or secretly, for all of this, the Heavenly Demon City’s king emperors, simply ignored.
The land of demon spirits, although there is also order, but underneath this order, is endless chaos, here, is the chaotic world!
The battle of the Demon Generals, the relationship is significant, for every Demon General, is a step to heaven, miss this opportunity, I’m afraid that the whole life will stop at the Demon Generals, no more half a chance to obtain the marshal position!
In this way, the degree of concern of these demon generals could be said to be unprecedented!
Become a deputy marshal, is tantamount to having the qualification to become a marshal in the future, in order to this qualification, all means, can be used!
Only although it is a chaotic world, but this chaos, but also under the order, this order, there is only one, between the demon generals, do not allow life and death fight, otherwise, cancel the qualification of the great war!
In this way, all the means, it will focus on the helpers of the various demon generals, kill the helpers, is tantamount to breaking the demon generals arm, or worse, kill the helpers, then the demon generals will lose the qualification to win!
Killing the helper of a demon general is a frontal battle!
There is also a secret fight, that is, assassination of demon generals, demon generals can not be between life and death, but those who help the demon generals, but you can go out to kill in secret, or even hire a murderer to kill, in this way, will not violate the order.
Only, this kind of thing, although did not violate the order, but violated the bottom line of the demon emperor, so once this matter occurs, then kill the demon generals, unless the cultivation is heavenly, or else in this heavenly demon city, the wings difficult to fly …… will die undoubtedly!
After all, the death of the demon general, this is a county of the big event!
For this dark fight, to desperate word to describe, also not the slightest bit too much!
This kind of front and dark side of the war, the closer to the big battle, the more intense! Mo Li Hai has rarely gone out, he almost the whole day in the mansion seclusion, to maintain their peak state at the same time, but also have the intention to avoid one assassination.
At the same time, he even set up formations, deployed a number of high cultivation old subordinates, always on the defensive.
At the time of this undercurrent, only Wang Lin, an inner peace, his life, not half a bit of change, will always come out every morning, sitting next to the river to listen to the qin to drink.
As if all the repression and the surge before the war, for him to go through the clouds of smoke, only this piano sound, can let it put in the heart.
Every time he hears this zither sound, Wang Lin’s mind, will be immersed in it, feeling a strange experience, his mind, every day, are receiving a baptism.
As for whether or not there will be assassinations at Mo Lihai’s place, Wang Lin doesn’t care, Mo Lihai, is by no means an ordinary person, this person’s mind is very deep, with many means, and is by no means just this powerlessness that is shown at the moment.
This point, Wang Lin with the contact, see very thorough, in his opinion, this Mo Lihai can do a lot of demon generals in the front of the top, if not these means, afraid to live now.
Wang Lin sat beside the river, closed his eyes and quietly listened to the gradually approaching painting boat, the gusts of zither sound, picked up the wine pot, put it on his mouth but found that the pot was already empty.
He sighed softly and opened his eyes, looking at the sky, silent.
Every time he heard this zither sound, he had a feeling that his heart and soul trembled, and with this feeling, he vaguely had a sign that he was about to make a breakthrough, but it was a pity that this Heavenly Dao’s perception was too ethereal.
Feeling the sound of the zither in his ears, Wang Lin sank into it, silently experiencing it, the immortal energy in his body had long been used to being internalized, after all, within this Heavenly Demon City, there was still an emperor’s sword that was always looking for him.
But just at this moment, he frowned, interrupted in the midst of his senses, disturbed in the midst of his listening.
“You, are Mo Lihai’s Vice Admiral?” A contemptuous voice squeezed hard into the sound of the zither, completely shattering its mood.
A hundred feet away from Wang Lin, a man in black, his hands clasped to his chest, a thin sword coiled outside of his body as if it were a swimming snake, a hint of impatience appeared on this person’s face.
“Make your move, killing you is the same as breaking Mo Lihai’s arm!”
Wang Lin put down the wine pot, didn’t get up, didn’t even look at this person, his right thumb pointed toward it, the Silent Finger, instantly coalesced, turned into a black mango, flashed out.
This black mango shooting, the ground immediately appeared a long black scar, long scar on both sides of the grass, immediately withered, into a trace of grass and wood gas, into the black mango into the Silent Destruction finger.
Black mango into the approaching black man, this person’s face changed, quickly back a few steps, around the flying sword under the sway, straight to the black mango stab, only in the black mango of the moment, the flying sword immediately from the tip of the sword began to collapse, along the edge of the blade like a bamboo, followed by the hilt of the sword also collapsed, the flying sword, almost instantly will be turned into countless tiny fragments.
The black-clothed man’s eyes showed disbelief, his body retreated again, but unfortunately, his speed of retreat, too slow! The black aura flashed out in the midst of the flying sword’s shattering, directly imprinting on the chest of the man in black.
This person’s body immediately turned into a long arc, thrown far away, a piece of blood mist, from its body sprayed out, until this person fell to the ground, the blood mist, still stay in mid-air, did not dissipate.
The man in black fell to the ground, a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes, and soon it was completely dimmed, at the same time, a gray gas floated out of this person’s seven orifices, quickly came to Wang Lin’s side, and disappeared within his right hand.
This person is not an outsider, but a person of the demonic spirit, this point, Wang Lin knows very well, this person’s cultivation is only equivalent to the late stage of the Transformation of the God, to come here, I’m afraid that some do not understand their own demon generals, a slight test.
Wang Lin continues to listen to that zither sound.