Lace lace?

If His Majesty the Demon Emperor had an extra lace lace around his neck, the Fire Spirit would not dare to imagine what the consequences would be...

As the demon flames boiled, a lot of ice melted in the entire cave. The fire spirit, which looked very similar to Princess Pingyang, showed an indignation, glared at Wu Jun, and shouted loudly: "Don't have any wrong thoughts, the body of His Majesty the Demon Emperor cannot be desecrated!"

The stern shout echoed in the cave, but Wu Jun smiled slightly, then sighed with regret: "Oh, it's a pity. I still want to tattoo a hairtail on his neck..."

Fire Spirit: "..."

There is no one else in this aesthetic...

Isn't it better to wear a husky than a hairtail?

After a moment of speechlessness, Huo Ling said sternly: "Precaution the body of His Majesty the Demon Emperor. If there is any mistake, you will definitely die without a place to bury!"

Wu Jun was slightly stunned, and soon said with his eyes lit up: "I know..."

Demon King?

Sounds like an important person!

This headless corpse is the so-called Demon King?

Wu Jun turned to look at the headless corpse, and his eyes became serious.

This is the first time he has seen the corpse of a powerful man in the holy realm. Although it looks no different from an ordinary person, its meridians are very different from those of an ordinary person. It looks a bit like A Wei's body?

How could Awei be a holy realm?

Wu Jun shook his head and dispelled the outrageous distractions in his mind, carefully studied the body of the Demon Emperor, and the sect energy condensed on his eyes, and immediately felt a sense of pressure that seemed to be there and not be there.

The pressure and power of heaven and earth seemed to stop him from sewing the corpse, which made Wu Jun frown.

"The patients in the holy realm are really troublesome. They are still so troublesome if they lose their heads..."

As Wu Jun spoke, he had already walked to the headless corpse, stretched out his right hand and touched the high bulging chest of the Demon Emperor: "Why is the Demon Emperor's chest muscles so exaggerated?"

Fire Spirit angrily rebuked: "Bold, how can you be so disrespectful to the Demon Emperor!"

Wu Jun suddenly sneered: "So what if you are disrespectful? Are you biting me?"

Huo Ling's anger immediately ignited, and he pointed his hand at Wu Jun. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt his body stiffen and a tide of spiritual consciousness rushed towards his soul like a tide...

When the Fire Spirit was dizzy, the Horned Demon King also encountered the same dilemma. He only felt a stream of mixed memories and firm will flow together, almost dispersing his soul!

At the same time, Wu Jun took out two golden needles and stabbed them in the eyebrows. In an instant, the two stood on the spot like stone statues...

Wu Jun let out a long sigh, looked at the two people with wide mouths in front of him and protruding eyes, and used the Tianjue acupuncture technique to seal their souls, and said sarcastically: "I offended the attending physician, do you still want to have a good idea?"

The Horned Demon King panicked and said with a look of disbelief: "What did you do to us!"

Wu Jun touched the shoulder of the Demon King, calmly said: "It's nothing, but these three corpses had a high level of cultivation during their lifetime. Although people died, their will has not yet been dissipated. I just helped them pass on the remaining will and stacked it with the souls of you two."

The Horned Demon King was furious: "Bastard, I want to crush you to ashes!"

The fire spirit stood there, unable to see even if it moved, and said with a ugly expression: "What's the use of making ruthless words at this time? Find a way to break through their blockade!"

Wu Jun smiled slightly, pointed to the remaining headless corpse on the ground and said, "I have an impression of this person. The legendary pillar stone of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Dun, a student who is closest to the holy realm in Confucianism in two thousand years, is a pity that after the demise of the Zhou Dynasty, he sacrificed his life for his country and even his body disappeared..."

Wu Jun said, turning to Huo Ling: "The corpse you occupied should be Zhou Dun's confidante, the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Jianping, the world's number one swordsman who was posthumously named the empress!"

The Horned Demon King was impacted by the unyielding will in his body and said with a grim face: "Why is this happening... How could their corpses be here? Who is my body?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jun couldn't help but scratch his head with frown: "How can I know who he is? I'll just joke with you and make nonsense."

Horned Demon King: "???"

Looking at the messy expression of the Horned Demon King, Wu Jun coughed dryly and continued, "Anyway, they are all very powerful people. I have integrated you with the remaining consciousness in the corpse. You two will never come out of the corpse again in your life."

As Wu Jun spoke, he showed a confident smile.

When he just sewed the corpse, he had already discovered that these three corpses were not completely dead, but instead imitated the Confucian sage and placed their will between heaven and earth.

However, their realm is not as profound as that of the Confucian saints, so they can only retain a trace of will.

The corpse occupied by the Horned Demon King was obviously a martial arts master. His unyielding intention was even stronger than the boxing master who burned the Shadow Divine Arts in the Sword Saint Tomb.

The corpse occupied by the fire spirit is a master of swordsmanship. He only discusses sword intent, no less than that of the sword saint!

After Wu Jun discovered this situation, he did not reveal it. Instead, he followed the guidance of the inner demon, so that the suspicious Fire Spirit and the other two occupied the two corpses and took the opportunity to seal them in the corpses.

Seeing that Huo Ling and the others could not move, Wu Jun breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with this headless corpse?"

The inner demon said hesitantly: "This headless corpse... seems to be Shura?"

The Blood Demon hummed coldly: "It's definitely Shura. I was chased by him for hundreds of years. The response will never be wrong! Hurry up and burn him, it's annoying to see!"

The inner demon said hesitantly: "It's a bit wrong. Logically speaking, shouldn't Shura be killed by the new Demon Emperor? If Shura does not die, how can the new Demon Emperor ascend the throne and become the emperor?"

Wu Jun shook his head with a headache and said, "Don't worry about him, burn it clean!" After the words fell, a phoenix true fire spurted out from his palm, instantly wrapping the Demon Emperor's headless corpse in.

After a moment, the Demon Emperor's body was burned to pieces, leaving only a black round bead, shining with a dark luster.

Just as Wu Jun picked up the black beads and breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, a black hole more than meter wide appeared on the stone wall above his head!

In the black hole, an open-eyed head slowly appeared!

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

The Horned Demon King shouted in surprise, and he had already noticed a trace of soul that the Demon King had separated from the head!

The Demon Emperor forced a barrier and descended to the earth with a trace of soul-stricken head. Looking at the new body of the Horned Demon King in front of him, he couldn't help but frown: "Who are you?"

The Horned Demon King was slightly stunned and panicked: "Your Majesty, I am the Horned Demon!"

The Demon Emperor frowned and looked at the Fire Spirit: "Who are you?"

Huo Ling couldn't laugh and cry: "Your Majesty, I am Huo Ling!"

The Demon Emperor frowned, and looked at the two people who did not have the slightest demon aura in front of him, and couldn't help but have a burst of suspicion.
Chapter completed!