Diablo Shen said: "Take the key to the path of the God King, hand over that key, and I will let you live."

Zhao Sicheng's eyebrows were beating, and this scene was so familiar. Zhao Sicheng didn't know that Diablo was asking for the key because of the innate vitality, and he thought that it was because of the Law Book, and Zhao Sicheng was also seriously injured, but the Demon Lord Burying the Heart was replaced by Diablo in front of him...

The same scene aroused the deepest anger hidden in Zhao Sicheng's heart. Zhao Sicheng's eyes were red: "If you want something from me, you have to exchange it for your life!"

Diablo immediately felt that the earth-type magic elements around him became active. This place was underground, and 90% of the surrounding area were earth-type magic elements. Zhao Sicheng also saw that Diablo was not good at earth-type.

"Hundred times the gravity!" Hundred times are just an approximate number. With Zhao Sicheng's strength, the gravity exerted by him is more than a hundred times. "Hundred times the gravity" is the name of the cultivation world. In fact, the name of "Hundred times the gravity" in the Yuanjing Continent is called "The Attachment of Mother Earth".

Of course, Diablo is not unfamiliar with this move. The middle-aged man possessed by Diablo buckled his hands and put on a posture of pointing his index finger at the sky, "The dark night is in the sky, and the true body is leveraging the power!"

What Zhao Sicheng saw was not the posture, but Diablo had just been violently chasing with divine power, and the divine power was consumed very quickly, but now Diablo's divine power in the projection has not only recovered, but also has a rising trend.

Zhao Sicheng sneered: "Borrowing the power? So what if you borrow it? Since you like the Origin Continent so much, stay here!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Sicheng had already detonated the divine nature of Princess Stan. Princess Stan was fire-type, with powerful explosive power. If it weren't for Princess Stan's death in the tomb of the gods, after the erosion of the mysterious aura, the divine nature of the peak of the gods dropped from two major levels. It was only slightly stronger than the divine nature that the new god had just condensed. The explosive power of the divine nature was enough to deal with Diablo, the projection of only the lower-level divine carrier.

"burst!"

The Shen clan is a race born in the flames. Even if the princess falls, she will show the brilliance of the flames. The explosion of the divine nature makes a source of earthquake appear underground in the Thunder Emperor Capital, causing the earth of the Thunder Emperor Capital to tremble like an earthquake. It has to be said that no matter which world there are shoddy projects, the collapse of houses is simply an unstoppable disaster for the civilians in the imperial capital.

In Diablo's eyes, what I saw was a ball of fire, a ball of not big but extremely condensed fire. When encountering so many fire-type magic elements were added out of thin air, it made Diablo's magic elements hidden, which made Diablo very uncomfortable.

"What is the fire element? A fallen god, the dark element is destroyed! Dark elimination!" Diablo's cold voice was without any emotion.

"I said that you are destined to die!" Zhao Sicheng said, punching Diablo's annoying face.

"More than close combat..." Diablo, who advocates violence and destruction, likes close combat the most. Unfortunately, the middle-aged god-level soul possessed by Diablo is extremely poor in fitting with the body. In the case of such souls and bodies not matching, Diablo still gave a powerful blow.

"Click!" The sound of bone shattering.

"Why are your bones so hard?" Diablo's tone was full of confusion, but there was no fear: "Dark Element, heal!"

The dark magic element is not inferior to the light magic element in terms of healing. Diablo only realized that he was missing a magical artifact.

"Treatment? Let you treat it!" With one go, Zhao Sicheng punched the middle-aged man again.

"Dark Fear!" The main god is the main god. He used a magical technique with his backhand.

"I'm afraid of you!" Zhao Sicheng punched again.

"Dark invasion, break!" Such heavy pressure. With earth-based magic elements everywhere, Diablo's Diablo's magic technique is still free to perform.

"Puff!" Zhao Sicheng spit out another mouthful of blood.

Fight, "Cankun Cauldron, go!"

The dark little tripod quickly grew bigger and turned toward the middle-aged man.

"What kind of artifact is this?" Diablo has never seen such a strange-shaped artifact.

"The magic weapon that kills you." Zhao Sicheng said in his heart, quickly pinching the tripod technique, and the Qiankun tripod suddenly turned over, with three legs facing up and the mouth of the tripod facing down.

"receive!"

Diablo was experienced in many battles. When he saw a strange magic weapon crashing over, he knew something was wrong.

"Strong Destruction Technique!"

"Bang!" Diablo's strongest magic technique, "Strong Destruction Technique", hit the Qiankun Cauldron, but it was like hitting a bell, shaking the earth as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had broken. Zhao Sicheng only felt that his chest was hit by a mountain. If it weren't for the strong soul, he would have fainted at this time.

Zhao Sicheng continued to pinch the hand technique to control the Qiankun Cauldron, but his right hand trembled involuntarily, "I won't give up, I won't give up..."

Zhao Sicheng exhausted his strength to command the Qiankun Cauldron and shouted: "Calue!"

"Dark collapse technique, shock!"

Diablo was suffering at this time. If the "Strong Destruction Technique" just now was Diablo's main god body, it would be fine if it was used for more than ten consecutive times. Unfortunately, the god-level possessed was too fragile. With one move, the meridians of this body were completely broken. However, the boy was not dead after being hit by his own "Strong Destruction Technique", which made Diablo a little interested.

"Host!" The 129,600 magic arrays were carved in the Qiankun Cauldron, which was definitely not something that the indigenous gods in this world could understand.

The Qiankun Cauldron rotates slowly, bringing out purple halos, and the middle-aged man was entangled in the halo.

"What?" Diablo's voice finally showed a hint of horror: "This is impossible. My divine power can spread to all walks of life, why can't I sense the original body?"

"I said that you are destined to fall, go in!"

With a "swoosh", the middle-aged man was finally taken into the Qiankun Cauldron.

I saw Zhao Sicheng gently opened his mouth and spit out a dark purple magic fire. The magic fire seemed extremely slow, but in fact it flew under the Qiankun Cauldron in an instant.

"Diablo, enjoy it! Refining!" Zhao Sicheng is the Demon Lord, not a saint, and he can finally take revenge at this time. With the word "Refining", the deep purple magic fire surged, and Diablo only felt that the space he was in was dyed deep purple.

"What a pity that a god-level." As soon as the demon fire was urging under the Qiankun Cauldron, the middle-aged man's body was burned to pieces. Losing the middle-aged god-level body, the goddess felt like she had been stripped of clothes, which was quite unpleasant.

No wonder Zhao Sicheng said it was a pity that the god-level body was full of treasures. Not to mention the energy contained in the god-level blood, the god-level soul can refine the god-level "soul-raising pill", and the undead mage can turn the god-level bones into god-level skeletons. The long god-level vitality is the best medicine to cure Sishuang...

In Zhao Sicheng's view, no matter how precious the middle-aged god level is, it is not as good as the trace of Diablo's soul. The middle-aged god level can only refine the god-level "soul-raising pill", while the Diablo's soul refines the "soul-raising pill" but allows the god-level masters to easily become gods.

However, it is definitely a waste of resources to refine the "soul-raising pill" with Diablo's soul. Diablo forced Zhao Sicheng so badly, how could Zhao Sicheng make him feel good? Zhao Sicheng wants the gods in this world to know what the consequences would be if a trace of soul fell into the hands of demon cultivators. Now, we must first refine Diablo's soul.

"X, why are you a woman?"

After removing the annoying middle-aged god level, he finally saw the true face of Diablo. Although Diablo has a shoulder-length middle hair, his graceful body, upright buttocks, willow waist, beautiful legs, and those erect two peaks all show that Diablo is a goddess.

Unfortunately, the Dark Goddess was not very stable at this time, and she was showing her destructive attributes all the time. If it weren't for the serious injury, Zhao Sicheng would like to play with the Dark Goddess for a while and tease the goddess, how free and easy it is. Now he can only take out the last Yuan Crystal Coin on his body and start healing his wounds.

"Let me go out, otherwise you will destroy the plane you are in..." The goddess was angry. For tens of thousands of years, she could hurt the goddess very few times, let alone being captured alive. Even if she had only a trace of the projection of her soul, the goddess could not bear it.

"A woman is so fierce, she will definitely not be able to get married. I will reluctantly take you in." Underground was unable to move, so Zhao Sicheng could only hold Yuan Jing with his hand, pose with five hearts facing the sky, and slowly healed his wounds.

The teased Dark Goddess went wild when he heard Zhao Sicheng's words, but the universe was formed in the Qiankun Cauldron, which contained tens of thousands of refining spaces. The Dark Goddess's soul could not penetrate the countless spaces in the Qiankun Cauldron, sensed his true body, and borrowed power from the true body.

"Bastard, I want to tear you apart, but I dare to attack me with the idea... I'm so angry..."

"Woman, you're clamoring to death." At this time, Zhao Sicheng was healing his wounds. Diablo was really making Zhao Sicheng's head loud. A wisp of demon fire passed by Diablo, Diablo was indeed quiet. It is worthy of being the main god. The pain of demon fire burning the soul is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear, but this woman resisted without saying a word. Even if Zhao Sicheng cherishes the fragrance and jade, he only uses a wisp of demon fire, it is indeed amazing.

The Dark Goddess pouted and began to demonstrate the way to escape in her mind. Without the support of the divine character, the main god's deduction ability is definitely not something that the little god can imagine. The dark main god actually wants to use the word escape, which makes the goddess who is not very open-minded and extremely unhappy.

Healing is a boring process, but fortunately Diablo can provide some fun to Zhao Sicheng. Seeing the goddess who was injured by the formation in the Qiankun Cauldron became more careful, and the depressed mood of being chased to vomit blood has been relieved a lot. A good mood can help heal the wound.

Ten days later

The injuries caused by Diablo finally healed a lot. Zhao Sicheng's mouth curled up with a strange smile and held the ears of the Qiankun Ding with both hands.

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