When Taicang saw Belphegor¡¯s appearance, he couldn¡¯t help but frown and looked at the distance in confusion, but there was nothing there.
The old devil Baal, dressed in monk's robes, walked out of the door and recited "Amitabha".
"Master Ba, is it it?" Belphegor asked.
"It's unmistakable. The blood of the evil god in you and me is already restless. Apart from it, no demon has such ability."
Barr said with emotion: "Sure enough, it has already seen through this game of chess and where to move."
Tai Cang thought for a while and asked, "Are you talking about Satan?"
"My poor brother, can you really feel nothing?" Belphegor looked disgusted.
"Haha, the Spear King is from the Celestial Clan, so he doesn't have the blood of the evil god, so that's understandable," Barr said with a smile.
"This coward gave up the Lake of Fire in Purgatory and came to Hongmeng?" Tai Cang said scornfully.
"Give up? How can its ambition be contained in a lake of fire in purgatory?"
Belphegor said in a complicated tone: "Judging from its aura, even if Jerros and Ilaris join forces, they are no match for it."
"It didn't take down the Endless Sea and Storm Valley at the beginning. I'm afraid it was because, from the very beginning, it planned to strategically abandon the Lake of Fire so that it could sneak into Hongmeng."
Tai Cang asked strangely: "Ancient Demon God Baal, you, Belphegor, are a hybrid between an evil god and an abyss demon. Then Satan is clearly a fallen angel. Where does the blood of the evil god come from? Why do you feel its appearance?"
"Don't you know? In order to make himself the most powerful demon, Satan, this kid, has been relying on the laws of his evil god Xidi, the 'devil seed', to constantly integrate more genes of higher demons into himself."
Belphegor sneered: "As far as I know, Satan has been reshaped at least three times with the help of demon seeds!"
¡°In the beginning, in order to suppress the King of Volcanoes and the previous king of the Purgatory Lake of Fire, Fankaino, Satan fused the blood of Ifrit, the evil god of fire.¡±
"In order to deal with Jerros and Ilaris, it absorbed the organization of an ancient sea dragon."
¡°Later on, it even took materials from its elemental demon Smelt and fused it with the powerful magic gene of the elemental demon.¡±
"I don't know what other materials it uses to reshape its body, but Satan can no longer be regarded as a simple fallen angel."
"Unless an adult Abyss Witch, any high-level demon, even Gared, may not be able to physically defeat Satan."
Tai Cang was shocked in his heart, "It makes the female demon under it keep giving birth to it!?"
"Although this is just a transformation process, it can be understood this way," Belphegor grinned: "In order to become stronger, it is truly unscrupulous!"
Tai Cang frowned. If it were him, even if he knew there was such a way to become stronger, he wouldn't do it.
Are you kidding me? Constantly integrating various genes into his own body, and also passed through the belly of a female devil under his command?
"No wonder I have always wondered why Satan, who was born as a fallen angel, could come from behind and defeat the two ancient demon kings, Jerros and Ilaris"
Tai Cang said disdainfully: "Such opportunistic methods will only lead to bad consequences in the end!"
"As long as it can become stronger, what method do you care about it? It is its ability to make the top strongest among so many demons willing to work for it."
Belphegor turned around and looked at Ye Wuya: "Father, could it be that Satan also arranged this for you a long time ago?"
Ye Wuya smiled and said: "What's wrong with eggs? Just fry them in a pot and add condiments. The taste is actually the same. It's delicious."
"That's right, as long as you can stand out, what does it matter about your origin and identity?" Belphegor said.
"Whatever can be used by the master is good," Barr said with a smile.
Tai Cang pondered for a moment and said, "Is it possible that Satan wants to participate in the Eight Gate Competition?"
"What, you just realized it?" Belphegor chuckled.
"How can it obtain a quota? Doesn't it require people selected from the eight sects?"
Ye Qun walked out at this time and said with a smile: "Master Taicang, since Master Lu personally intervened, then the rules of this eight-door competition can naturally be changed."
¡°If we still follow the past practices of the Eight Sects, what is the significance of this reform?
Tai Cang thought for a while and then said with a sparkle in his eyes, "In this case, I will also participate!"
"Just you? You can't even lift an axe?" Belphegor sneered.Tai Cang ignored it and stared straight at Ye Wuya.
"Father, if your son wins first place, can you tell him what exactly you are looking for"
Ye Wuya smiled and said, "Cang'er, you're really making things difficult for me. I don't even know what I'm looking for."
When the conversation changed, Ye Wuya's eyes flickered and he said: "You want to participate in the competition, no problem, but you have to chop the firewood first."
Tai Cang¡¯s tiger body trembled.
He stopped making a sound, his muscles all over his body were taut and his veins were bulging, and he continued to lift the ax with all his strength.
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"Uh-huh!¡ª¡ª"
The miserable screams resounded throughout the Nine Heavenly Palace.
A group of masters from the Heavenly Palace were all trembling, and no one dared to approach the main hall.
In the main hall of Tiangong, Ji Liuhe and Qi Sanchuan were suffering from torture at this time.
"Trash! They're all trash!!"
Feng Jiuxiao was furious with thunder, and his eyes were blazing with green gold light.
Standing in the center of the hall, the surrounding space seemed to be on the verge of a violent collapse.
The green-gold power of the blue dragon fills every corner.
The space is infinitely broken and twisted, as if countless fragments are struggling and trembling there.
And Ji Liuhe and Qi Sanchuan, in this space, their bodies were suspended, crushed and twitching!
It seems that every bone and every inch of flesh is on the verge of being crushed. This kind of pain is unimaginable to ordinary people!
"Besides eating, drinking and having fun, what else do you want!?"
"Does my Shenlong clan only have these wine bags and rice bags!?"
"With these ordinary magical skills, even the bloodline of Qinglong is worthy of winning in this competition?!"
"It's so ridiculous! There isn't even a suitable candidate. Is this ridiculous!?"
Ji Liuhe¡¯s face was pale and he said with difficulty: ¡°Brother¡brother¡please forgive me¡we really¡tried our best¡¡±
Qi Sanchuan's eyes were full of fear. Facing Feng Jiuxiao, they didn't even dare to resist.
Once you try to use your cultivation to resist, you may face being shattered to pieces in an instant!
Even though the two brothers have the bloodline level of the Six Tribulations Azure Dragon, in front of the monster Feng Jiuxiao, ten Six Tribulations are useless!
Feng Jiuxiao closed her eyes and took a long breath.
The space in the hall returned to normal, and the two brothers fell to the ground, coughing awkwardly.
"This Eight-Sect Competition is not only for Tian'er, but also for our clan's status in front of the Guardian God in the future!"
"Xiao Wangge and Zhou Hankong have already found the chess pieces they need, and we are already a big step behind"
"It's simply ridiculous. The Shenlong clan, which is said to have the most talents, doesn't even have any useful talents!"
Feng Jiuxiao looked at his two brothers with disappointment, "Seriously, Hongmeng's Shenlong clan is not as good as that barbaric one!?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com