Chapter 315 Three Thousand Red Silks

"kill him."

Li Qingxuan ordered Venerable Poison Dragon.

If the other party dares to hurt Huazhi, he has already touched Li Qingxuan's reverse scale and will undoubtedly die.

"yes."

Venerable Poison Dragon has always spared no effort to carry out Li Qingxuan's orders.

He raised his hand, and the Hydra behind him opened its bloody mouth and bit into Demon Lord Tianluo.

The demonic aura on Hydra's body is monstrous, more terrifying than the demonic aura of Tianluo Demon Lord.

Looking at the huge nine-headed serpent, Demon Lord Tianluo's eyes wandered around and his body trembled.

Facing a person who is more powerful than himself, Demon Lord Tianluo is also a little scared.

"Break it for me."

Demon Lord Tianluo once again condensed his demonic energy into a big hand.

Shoot it into the sky.

Huge handprints kept flying out one after another, very gorgeous.

At this moment, Demon Lord Tianluo used all his tricks to suppress the situation.

There is no way, his strength is not as good as Venerable Poison Dragon, not to mention Venerable Poison Dragon is also a person who practices magic.

In terms of the sophistication of magic, it is much better than him.

The power of his magic power cannot be exerted at all.

"Boom."

A huge snake head smashed all the palm prints he made.

Then he bit his arm, leaving a neat row of teeth marks.

If he hadn't dodged in time, his entire arm would have been bitten off.

"I'm so angry."

Demon Lord Tianluo was furious at this moment.

After enduring it for countless years, I finally broke free from the seal.

Now, as soon as the seal is released, it's time to get the lunch box.

The peak of the Divine Transformation Realm is obviously rare in the world, so how could an old man suddenly appear at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm?

"Boy, stop doing useless work. If my master wants you to die, you have to die."

Venerable Poison Dragon's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Demon King Tianluo has lived for endless years, but he is called a brat.

But it's not because of his arrogance. If we talk about the actual length of life, Venerable Poison Dragon will definitely live longer than Lord Tianluo.

Therefore, not to mention that Tianluo Demon Lord is not as powerful as Poison Dragon Venerable, even if he is in the same realm as Poison Dragon Venerable, he will definitely die today.

Venerable Poison Dragon has too many means to kill Demon Lord Tianluo.

Moreover, Venerable Poison Dragon's cultivation techniques are stronger than those of Demon Lord Tianluo.

Venerable Poison Dragon was born in the Great Demon Heaven.

Compared with the Great Demon Heaven, the Ziwei Star Territory is equivalent to the gap between the Panhuang Realm and the Ziwei Star Territory.

In terms of background, they are not on the same level at all.

"Old man, I advise you to let me go, otherwise we will both die together."

Demon King Tianluo shouted loudly.

This is his only hope.

If you are a ninth-level god of transformation and desperately burn your life to stimulate your potential and die together with others, you must stay away even if you are at the peak of your transformation.

It's just that no one is willing to do that unless it's absolutely necessary.

Because the potential is stimulated and the consequences of desperate efforts are that one's skills will deteriorate, his lifespan will be shortened, and he may even die on the spot.

"You think too highly of yourself."

Venerable Poison Dragon shook his head and raised his palm. Red threads flew out from his palm. Each thread looked like the silk spun by a spider.

After Demon Lord Tianluo saw these threads, his eyes showed a look of horror.

"Red silk."

"good."

Venerable Poison Dragon chuckled.

"I didn't expect you to have some knowledge."

Red silk is also called soul silk. Each chain needs to be made from the soul of a strong person in the realm of gods.

Demon Lord Tianluo had heard of this ferocious magical weapon before, but knew that it was impossible to refine it.

There are not even ten gods in the entire Ziwei Star Territory.

How could it be possible to refine red silk using the soul of the Soul Transformation Realm?

But now hundreds of red threads have appeared on Venerable Dulong's hands.

In other words, hundreds of people in the realm of transformation were killed and refined into magic weapons.

It is very difficult to find hundreds of gods, let alone kill them.

Demon King Tianluo was frightened.

However, this was not the end, one red thread after another kept appearing.

In the end, there were more than 3,000 roots.

In fact, these three thousand red threads are the great treasure of the Great Demonic Heaven.

With Venerable Poison Dragon's status, he was not qualified to take charge, but because he wanted to protect the Demon Lord, the superiors made an exception and gave him this treasure.

This was the first time he had used it, but it had already frightened Demon Lord Tianluo.

"No way, this is fake, it's not real, right?"

Demon Lord Tianluo made a horrified sound.

However, the next moment, three thousand red threads were woven into a sky net, directly entangling the Tianluo Demon Lord.

 When the first red thread touched Tianluo Demon Lord's body, Tianluo Demon Lord let out a shrill scream.

I saw that the red thread plunged directly into his blood and began to suck his blood.

Apparently Venerable Poison Dragon planned to refine him into a new red thread.

At this moment, the picture quality looked at the distorted and miserable Tianluo Demon Lord, and the voice also made her hair stand on end.

An old devil like Tianluo Demon Lord naturally has amazing endurance. Being able to be made like this shows how painful the torture he is suffering at this moment is.

Below, the National Preceptor Wang Yuanyang, the High Priest and other powerful men from the Dayan Dynasty were all dumbfounded.

The arrogant Tianluo Demon Lord just now was reduced to a catfish on the board in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, a strong man of the ninth level of divine transformation has condensed into red threads. This is really an unexpected surprise."

Venerable Poison Dragon squinted his eyes, almost bursting with joy.

But Li Qingxuan's face was indifferent.

He has no sympathy for Demon Lord Tianluo. Being kind to his enemies is cruelty to himself.

If it weren't for the Venomous Dragon Venerable beside him, I'm afraid both Huazhi and himself would have become dead souls today.

Demon Lord Tianluo would never be worse at torturing people than Venerable Poison Dragon.

Half an hour later, a dry corpse fell from the sky.

And among Venerable Poison Dragon's red threads, there is another rather thick one.

He saluted Li Qingxuan and then disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Demon Lord Tianluo died, the dust fell to the ground, and everyone was picking up the pieces.

Someone went to examine the body of Demon Lord Tianluo and found that it had completely turned into a mummy and all the blood had been sucked dry.

Thinking of Venerable Poison Dragon's methods, everyone present shuddered.

"Can you tell me now what's going on?"

Huazhi looked at Li Qingxuan, waiting for his answer.

She originally thought she knew Li Qingxuan well enough, but now she realizes that her husband still hides too many secrets.

The protector at the peak of the realm of gods also calls himself Lao Nu. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, Huazhi wouldn't have believed it.