Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day

Mu Chuihan finished his wonderful attention, but found that everyone around him fell into silence.

He had to seek Ye Tingjiang's approval: "Xianjun, what do you think?"

Ye Tingjiang thought about it for a moment, then said calmly, "This is a bit risky."

The demon world is in chaos, and the dragons are headless, and I don't know if it's good or bad.

Mu Chuihan supported his head: "But do you have a better way?"

Ye Tingjiang paused, and finally shook his head honestly: "No."

In fact, there should have always been. It's just that after he really came to the devil world, he was always taken away by Mu Chuihan, and he was used to listening to what Mu Chuihan meant first. So now that Ye Tingjiang was asked this question, the method that flashed in his mind was completely Mu Chuihan's style.

It's even more outrageous than assassinating the devil.

Mu Chuihan happily clapped his palms together: "If that's the case, then I'll take it as your agreement."

Bai Jing naturally wouldn't have any opinion, Ye Tingjiang looked at him and nodded reluctantly.

Mu Chuihan then began to make plans, and he took it for granted: "Monarch Gui Tu, you should be able to take us into the underground palace of the devil, right?"

After all, he is the only aboriginal in the Demon World.

"This..." Gui Tu hesitated for a moment, glanced at Bai Jing, and finally made up his mind: "This seat is naturally fine."

Although Bai Jing was still reluctant to talk to Gui Tu, he was the quickest to hear the embarrassment in his words: "If you have anything to say, tell Tingyun-Jun and Xianzun directly."

Only then did Gui Tu say, "I have never been to the Demon Venerable Underground Palace."

Different from the righteous path, the practitioners of the demon world do not often communicate with each other. Even the Demon Venerable who is the most powerful one must always beware of the various demon lords under his command from harming his life.

This affiliation was originally very fragile and detached. The only time Gui Tu saw Demon Venerable, the underground palace had not yet been built. It took nearly fifty years for this underground palace to be built, and since then the Demon Venerable has rarely appeared.

After Mu Chuihan heard this, he sighed in vicissitudes: "Oh, what's the use of you!"

Originally, he thought that if he turned against Gui Tu, he would get twice the result with half the effort. Who knew that he couldn't do anything at all except as a demon king.

Gui Tu was in the top position for a long time, and his anger suddenly surfaced. But he soon realized that he was not Mu Chuihan's opponent, so he became angry: "Why should this seat help you to assassinate the Demon Lord?"

After Gui Tu realized it later, he realized that as a demon cultivator, there was no reason to be conscientious and conscientious in order to assassinate the Demon Venerable.

"Because your master wants to see the world at peace." Mu Chuihan said lightly, hiding Ye Tingjiang from it, and pulling Bai Jing to the center of the storm.

Gui Tu was speechless.

Mu Chuihan patted him on the shoulder, as if he understood him very well: "I understand you, in one's life, one has to run around for some other people."

If it weren't for Ye Tingjiang, Mu Chuihan might not know where the Demon Realm is now.

Ye Tingjiang couldn't listen anymore, and said lightly: "Let's think about how to meet the Demon Venerable."

Mu Chuihan pondered for a moment: "Demon Lord Guitu, how do your Demon Lords usually iterate? It's not like the death of the father and the succession of the son, right?"

"Those who can live in it." Gui Tu said.

Just like the title of Immortal Venerable, it is always only given to the first person.

"That's good." Mu Chuihan said leisurely, "It's getting cold, it's time for the Demon Realm to change its owner."

"Can you really be like this?" Bai Jing followed them all the way to Mozun's territory, and when he reached the door of Mozun's lair, he still suspected that he was dreaming.

"Is that possible? It's up to Demon Lord Gui Tu." Mu Chuihan looked at Gui Tu with encouraging eyes: "Our hopes are all on you."

Gui Tu's expression was gloomy: "This seat, why should this seat lose face for this!"

Mu Chuihan said sincerely: "Monarch, you know the righteousness, and those who achieve great things are not careful about the details!"

But his thousand words were nothing compared to Bai Jing's gaze. As soon as Gui Tu's eyes met his master's full of sorrow, he closed his eyes and strode out.

Bai Jing sighed and rubbed his forehead. Although he shouldn't question Immortal Venerable Yuelin, but now, he still has to suspect that he and Gui Tu have both been on the pirate ship.

Mu Chuihan watched Gui Tu's back, and secretly commented with Ye Tingjiang: "I think the Demon Lord still lacks a bit of momentum."

Ye Tingjiang's face was exactly the same as Bai Jing's trance. In the end, he compromised and said indifferently: "If you follow your plan, it is indeed a little lack of momentum."

Bai Jing recalled painfully: "This evil... ah, Gui Tu. Only when he is stunned can he be as fierce as the rumors say."

Mu Chuihan remembered the way Gui Tu cut him with scarlet eyes in the Demon Palace, and deeply admired: "I just want that effect."

However, since Gui Tu understood Bai Jing's intentions, he has been relatively peaceful. Although he is a demon cultivator, in an extraordinary state, he is indeed no different from an ordinary person.

Bai Jing has experienced ups and downs for a hundred years, and he knows Gui Tu's situation like the back of his hand. He lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed. But when he thought that Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang had paid so much for the world of immortal cultivation, he gritted his teeth: "Actually, it's not difficult to make him crazy."

Mu Chuihan's eyes lit up: "How?"

Bai Jing whispered a word in his ear.

At that time, Gui Tu had already walked to the door of Demon Venerable's palace.

Although they didn't know the entrance of Demon Venerable's underground palace, at least he didn't demolish the former hall, and any orders in the past were passed through here.

The inspecting demon cultivator had never seen Gui Tu before, so he rudely stopped him: "Who is coming?"

Gui Tu looked angrily in the direction where Mu Chuihan and the others were hiding, and then said coldly, "You don't even know this seat? Are you tired of living?"

He swept away his sleeves, and the patrolling demon cultivators were forced to kneel to the ground, and the leader's voice was broken: "I don't know who is the demon king?"

Gui Tu raised his head and proudly spit out two words: "Guitu."

He didn't fall into the demon world for a long time, but he ruled the demon world by means of thunder, and the evil name was out, and the patrolling demon cultivator immediately trembled: "It turns out to be Demon Lord Gui Tu... Are you here?"

Gui Tu repeatedly recited the next two lines arranged by Mu Chuihan in his heart, and opened his lips several times, but in the end he was unable to speak.

If it wasn't for these demon cultivators who were too frightened to look up, they would have seen Gui Tu's mouth trembling.

Seeing that Gui Tu had encountered a bottleneck, Mu Chuihan immediately sent him a voice transmission, adding fuel to what Bai Jing said: "No, Xianjun Bai Jing was kidnapped by a big monster with a wretched appearance!"

Gui Tu was instantly furious, Bai Jing and Mu Chuihan looked at each other and knew that this was a harbinger of madness.

Unexpectedly, Gui Tu turned around again and cast a accusing look at them.

There was no anger in his eyes, only the helplessness of being fooled.

Mu Chuihan had good eyesight, and could even see that the anger that had been fooled was directed at him, while the tenderness and respect were directed at Bai Jing.

Gui Tu looked back. Hearing this before, it was difficult for him not to be crazy. But now that he heard this, his inner demon was no longer bothering him.

The distorted possessiveness towards Bai Jing in the past was essentially due to Gui Tu's lack of confidence.

Now, he doesn't seem so helpless anymore.

But he vented all his grievances against Mu Chuihan on these demon cultivators: "What am I doing here, you don't deserve to ask! Tell your master to come out and die!"

Gui Tu laughed loudly: "This demon world should have changed hands long ago!"

Although Mu Chuihan didn't hear his carefully designed lines as he wished, Gui Tu's free expression was acceptable.

The group of demon cultivators who were so scared by Gui Tu that their legs were weak climbed into the hall. There are many people who want to replace the Demon Venerable, but there are not many people who come alone like Gui Tu, who are so blatant.

Not long after, there was chaos outside the hall, and countless demon soldiers poured out, attacking Gui Tu like they didn't want to die.

Mu Chuihan had already dressed up with Ye Tingjiang, and took advantage of the chaos to join the demon soldiers. It's just that they are going against the current, and the other demons are rushing out, only they are running towards the temple.

Before being submerged by the demon soldiers, Mu Chuihan urged Bai Jing, who was guarding outside, separated by a sea of ​​people, "Remember, if you can't beat it, run!"

They blended into the great hall effortlessly. Most of the demon soldiers rushed outside the hall to meet Gui Tu, but the hall was empty.

Mu Chuihan stopped and couldn't help laughing: "Xianjun, how is it?"

Ye Tingjiang shook his head: "You are the only one who can make the assassination grand."

"This cry hits the east and west." Mu Chuihan said with a smile: "The Demon Venerable thought it was Gui Tu who was going to kill him, so we gave him a surprise."

While they were talking, they went all the way down the corridor at the back of the hall.

After a few steps, a seven- or eight-year-old child hurriedly ran out along the corridor.

The child ran without looking ahead, just stared at the ground, hit Ye Tingjiang's leg, and fell to the sky.

"Wow." Mu Chuihan saw the child's face clearly: "What a cute boy."

He looked back at Ye Tingjiang very casually, and smiled: "Xianjun, when do we want one?"

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