1659. Nine Lives

East Demon Court.

Ding Hao returned.

The previous time, he had sneaked by.

Therefore, the Lord of the East Demon Court sitting here was not alarmed.

But this time, he came to demolish his home.

Therefore, there is no way to keep a low profile.

He broke directly into the core demon palace of the East Demon Court.

It woke up the Lord of the East Demon Court, the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King, who was born in the dragon clan.

"Arrogant monk from the lower realm, how dare you break into our East Demon Court? Hahahaha, you are looking for death."

The Nine Heavens Black Dragon King roared, his tone full of surprise.

The time for meritorious deeds has come.

The fluctuations in the battle between the Central Demon Court and the South Demon Court have long alarmed the Dragon Clan.

However, in compliance with the strict laws of the Demon Court, without the mobilization of the Great Demon Lord, they could not step out of their respective spheres of influence and could only watch others 'make meritorious deeds'.

Now, the Dragon Clan's opportunity has come.

"Come here, take him down for me."

Countless dragons and grandsons rushed to surround Ding Hao.

call out!

The red sword flashed.

Before these dragons and grandsons could reach a hundred meters in front of Ding Hao, they fell down one after another, turning into ashes and dissipating like grass being cut by invisible blades.

"What?"

The Nine Heavens Black Dragon King. Shock.

"Damn monk, kill my people, I will crush your bones to ashes."

The Nine Heavens Black Dragon King opened his mouth and spit out the world-destroying black flames.

"You are very noisy."

Ding Hao struck out with his sword and raised his hand to chop off the head of the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King.

Then he rushed into the Demon Palace, directly smashed the Demon Lord's throne, and dug three feet into the ground.

Huh?

The wood is not right.

There are no statues buried under this throne.

It seems that the 'thing' is hidden somewhere else?

He turned around.

A pillar of red blood and flames spurted towards the face.

The Nine Heavens Black Dragon King, whose head was beheaded, actually grew another head. When he opened his mouth, he sprayed out the world-destroying blood flame, and his energy doubled again.

"Second life?"

Ding Hao laughed.

The sword flashed.

The Red Blood Flame Pillar was split in the middle.

In an instant, his figure arrived on top of the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King, stepped on his head, and with a bang, stepped down the huge black dragon from mid-air and slammed it into the earth. .

puff!

The faucet exploded.

"Eh?"

Ding Hao was shocked: "Are you so unwilling to resist the beating? I originally wanted to ask for a confession."

He looked around, looking for differences.

Divine consciousness also spreads.

At this time, the dragon corpse under his feet suddenly started twitching again.

Just look at the exploded head, and while the blood was boiling, a new, dark green, huge head actually grew. At the same time, the energy aura of the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King doubled again.

"Hoho? Are you alive again? Do you have nine lives?"

Ding Hao became interested.

Just now, he had carefully observed that this dragon was already dead, too dead to be dead, but it only took a few dozen breaths for it to come back to life.

Could it be that this dragon controls some kind of immortal law?

Ding Hao began to interrogate.

But the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King roared angrily: "Stupid monk, I am the bloodline of the true dragon ancestor, the contemporary king of the dragon clan, and the immortal god. If you want to know the answer, then defeat me first."

He opened his mouth and spat out poisonous smoke and fire that could kill the Immortal Emperor.

"Destroy."

Ding Hao slashed with his sword.

The sword light swallowed up all the poisonous smoke and fire.

Soon, the new head of the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King was blown up again.

And then as expected.

He grew a new orange head.

"I am immortal..."

puff!

The head was chopped off again.

Then, another cyan head grows and its energy doubles.

"Haha, I..."

puff!

Beheaded again.

In a moment, a new purple head grew between the neck, and the energy of the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King doubled again based on the original.

"Stupid Xiu..."

He chuckled and growled.

puff!

The head was chopped off again.

So continuous.

When the ninth golden head grew out, the Nine Heavens Black Dragon King's wild laughter turned into begging for mercy, saying: "Strong man, stop, I am willing to surrender!"

A flash of knife light stopped between his neck.

"So, you only have nine lives, right?"

Ding Hao asked.

The golden head nodded like garlic: "Yes, yes, the little dragon only has nine lives. If you, the Supreme Immortal, stand down with this sword, the little dragon will really die."

Ding Hao said: "The Phoenix clan can resurrect from the dead. You are from the Dragon clan. Why do you master this kind of magical power?"

The Nine-Tian Golden-Headed Dragon King had a well-behaved look on his face, and said quickly: "It's because Xiaolong found a treasure in this demon court, which he can nourish with his body. It can nourish his life. The eight lives he cut off before becoming an immortal can be saved as long as there is enough time. You can raise it again..."

"Take it out and show it to me."

Ding Hao said.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The obedient Dragon King opened his mouth and spit out a ball of golden light.

Within the light group, there is a painting.

In the portrait, a middle-aged man wearing a snow-white Taoist robe stands among the wind and snow. His face is gentle and elegant, and there is a Taoist charm coming to his face. The texture of the portrait is unknown, and it contains mysterious power. There are also writings on the portrait. On the top, the fairy logo——

The Antarctic Immortal Emperor.

"According to what Mu Mu said, this was one of the five emperors in heaven. However, I am not very close to this painting... Maybe I should take it and ask Nanny Doubi and Ye Zi."

Ding Hao thought in his mind.

His eyes turned and fell on the obedient Dragon King.

The latter shuddered and said quickly: "Exalted Immortal, please spare my life. Xiaolong is willing to correct his evil ways, follow the upper limit, and be your mount."

"How do you know if I am evil or righteous?"

Ding Hao looked playful.

The obedient Dragon King said quickly: "Master, you are evil, I am evil, you are righteous, little dragon, I am righteous. Master, you will always follow your lead."

What a shame.

Phew!

A ray of sword light and a ray of sword light penetrated into the Dragon King's body.

"You stay here to guard. If necessary, I will send a message to you. Once you have any thoughts of betrayal, the sword will kill you physically and mentally in an instant."

Ding Hao said sternly.

"Yes, yes, Xiaolong swears in the name of the True Dragon Ancestor..." The obedient Dragon King nodded.

…

West Magic Court.

"Finally it's all settled."

Fei wiped his hands.

The entire demon army stationed in the West Demon Court was destroyed by him.

This is the magic court where Immortal Lord Muyun sits.

Immortal Master Muyun is dead.

No one can stop Fei.

"Go, my dear little darlings, and find them for me."

He uses the methods of a necromancer.

The corpses lying on the ground all got up and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets throughout the West Demon Court.

"Dig the ground three feet and find it for me."

Fei kept giving orders: "Especially the throne of the Demon Palace, tear it down and dig down..."

However, after digging for hundreds of meters, the statue described by Li Mu was not found.

"This...isn't right, the wooden inference is not accurate."

Fei touched his chin.