The slanting wind blew the drizzle gently landed on the undulating sea, like a pet humbly pleasing his irritable owner, the figure of the half-demon passed through the thick clouds and landed on the island in the same gentle way, staring at the bamboo pole.

The island is really small. When the waves surge, it is almost a reef that protrudes from the sea. There is something that does not belong to the ocean on the reef. The bamboo pole looks very ordinary, but it is not destroyed by wind and rain. It stands straight and makes a slight buzzing sound. The visitor listens carefully for a while and his face gradually shows a look of surprise.

He walked slowly over, in just seven steps, walking solemnly and vigilantly, as if the bamboo pole would turn into a poisonous snake at any time, and then he hesitantly stretched out his arm...

The threat came from the top of the head instead of the bamboo pole. A red lightning flashed, and a lightning flashed down. The half-demon reacted very quickly, drew his sword to the sky, and the lightning flashed three times on his face. With a bang, the lightning flashed away. He took back his sword, took three steps back, and shouted to the sky: "Who little demon dares to be arrogant to the royal family of the sacrificial king?"

A burst of laughter came from the dark clouds, more presumptuous than lightning, "This is not a country of sacrifice. My 'Royal Highness', are you here alone and living impatiently?"

A shadow passed through the clouds.

The half demon sneered, "I am the general of the sacrificial country, Tuo∧∑Yong. Your priest speaks a lot. Could it be that he is a demon king who is a poor mountain and a bad water?"

Seven lightning bolts were slashed in the air, and Tuoyong waved his hand and threw out a skull that suddenly appeared, then drew his sword to the sky again. The skeleton trembled violently, and the two rows of teeth collided with each other, making a harsh crackling sound, swallowing all the lightning bolts into his mouth.

"Do you think you can imitate that Mu Xingqiu by sending lightning?" Tuoyong's eyes swept around, tracking the shadows that appeared and disappeared in the clouds. "Haha, he was already dead five years ago. Even if he was still alive, he was not an opponent of the royal family of the sacrificial king. Only you stupid and stubborn little demons will remember a Taoist priest and embarrass all demons!"

Before he finished speaking, the skull exploded, and a gray snake emerged from it, soaring into the sky, faster than lightning. In a blink of an eye, it entered the clouds, wrapped around the shadows, and fought each other.

Tuoyong bit through the index finger of his other hand and wiped the sword body. The whole sword light suddenly appeared and made a low roar. The gray snake in the air doubled its strength and dragged the shadow out of the clouds. The thing was like a giant snake, with horns on its head and iron-green scales on its back.

"Iron-Ring Dragon?" Tuoyong was very surprised. The Iron-Red Dragon clan was destroyed in the war between the giant demon king and the Taoist dynasty several years ago, and there were survivors.

The royal family of the sacrificial kings were not interested in any "last one". Takuyong's surprise flew in a flash and continued to cast spells. The gray snake wrapped around the iron dragon, and two saber teeth pierced deeply into the target's body. Blood splattered, and landed with the rain.

Finally, the iron dragon was defeated and its huge head fell softly to the side. The gray snake disappeared, and the dragon corpse fell heavily into the sea, causing several feet of water to splash.

As soon as the iron dragon died, the rain stopped.

"The nameless little demon, wasted my blood skeleton." Tuoyong shook his head, put his sword into the sheath, and his movements were clean and neat, and suddenly he froze.

He had just looked up at the sky and did not relax his vigilance around him. But at some point, there was a small snake on his body. To be precise, it was a small dragon with horns on his head and iron-green scales on his back. It was just too small compared to the iron dragon in the sky, only a few feet long, wrapped around Takuyong's waist, with a scabbard on his tail tip, and his head slowly rose until it was level with Takuyong's gaze.

"The nameless little demon?" Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and spoke with undisguised sarcasm, "My name is Yin Buchen. He is the son of the King of the South China Sea. Are you satisfied this time? The 'Your Highness' of the royal family of the sacrificial king."

Tuoyong had heard of the name Yin Buchen, but he was not very impressed. He knew that he had been fooled, and the iron dragon he killed was just an illusion, "I seem to have never celebrated a festival with you." He said, still not daring to move, he had lost the opportunity, and was faster than this little dragon.

"Of course, we have never met each other, so where did we get the holiday? Let me first tell me why you came to this desolate place?"

The corners of Takuyong's mouth twitched, "I came here almost three years ago and just visited the old place again. Why did you come?"

"Ah, I'm 'Your Highness'." Yin Buchen bounced away from Tuoyong's body, and after landing, he turned into a human form. He was wearing a green robe and a slightly hunched back, showing a bit of old appearance.

Takuyong still dared not move. The magic trick had already penetrated into his body, and it was a powerful magic trick.

"I remember, you are the captured demon general who sacrificed his life." Yin Buchen's wet eyes showed a contemptuous smile, "Leading hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers and magicians, he did not capture the small demon-suppressing island, but his entire army was wiped out, and only you became a prisoner."

Tuoyong's face was as blue as the back of the dragon. Yin Buchen exaggerated his defeat, but the facts were not wrong.

Yin Buchen laughed happily, "I thought you would be killed, or commit suicide after returning to China. I didn't expect you to dare to 'return the old place again', haha, is it destined to say that you become my captive? Rewind the old place again, and the old story will happen again."

Takuyong was embarrassed and angry, but his face calmed down, "To be honest, I came for this bamboo pole. A year ago, a magician from the frontier reported that something happened in the West Sea. At that time, the war was in full swing, and there were frequent movements everywhere in the world, so this news was not taken seriously. Only I had been suspense in my heart, and I finally took the time to come here to check it out."

Yin Buchen slightly restrained the sarcastic expression on his face, "You haven't told me how I escaped back to the country of Sacrifice."

Tuoyong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Liberated Cultivator Yang Qingyin..."

"You must call King Ling." Yin Buchen corrected.

The corners of Takuyong's mouth twitched again, "Three years ago, the Spirit King declared war on the country of sacrificial power, so he let me return to the country to send a letter of war to the country of sacrificial power."

"Haha, the Spirit King is still very brave."

Even though Tuoyong knew that he shouldn't offend Yin Buchen, he couldn't help but say, "But after the war was released, the Spirit King was silent again. I heard that he had been catching strange beasts everywhere for years, but there was no sign of her on the battlefield."

"What do you know?" Yin Buchen said contemptuously, but he didn't understand either, so he skipped the topic, "I discovered that there were abnormal movements from time to time under the sea of ​​the Demon Suppression Island a few months ago. I was the first to come here and travel here with clouds and rain, so this belongs to me."

Takuyong nodded slightly, "So that's it. I'm one step late. There's nothing to say. The Demon Suppression Island belongs to you. Please allow me to leave."

Yin Buchen smiled and refused to comment. Tuoyong's face became more and more awkward, "I am a royal family of the sacrificial king. I believe in my words and will never return. Please, please take back the spell."

"Spell? Oh, the spell I left in your body." Yin Buchen smiled even happier, "I want me to take back the spell, yes, but you have to do something for me first."

"What's the matter?" Takuyong felt that things would be difficult.

"Go and bring me that bamboo pole." Yin Buchen said casually, letting him aside.

Takuyong came for the bamboo pole. If Yin Buchen hadn't attacked him, he would have been successful, but if the other party asked him, he would have hesitated.

Yin Buchen slightly strengthened his spell, and Tuoyong immediately felt like ten thousand ants in his body biting, and hurriedly walked towards the bamboo pole, and dared not put forward any conditions.

Yin Buchen sighed softly, "This is the benefit of being powerful. Even if the demons will come tomorrow, I will enjoy it first..."

Takuyong walked to the bamboo pole, stretched out his arm, and carefully slapped it slowly, holding the bamboo pole, and nothing strange happened.

"Pull it out." Yin Buchen ordered.

Takuyong exerted force slightly, then he finally used all his strength, but the bamboo pole remained motionless and did not break.

Yin Buchen's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Your Highness, don't just use brute force. You have to use magic tricks. The royal family has been prosperous in recent years, and new magic tricks are emerging one after another. You should have learned a few tricks."

Takuyong has indeed learned some of them, and they are the most ordinary and lowest-level magic. Since his mission failed three years ago, he has lost the favor of the King of Sacrifice and has no chance to come into contact with powerful new methods. This is also one of the important reasons why he took the risk of coming to the Demon Island alone, hoping to gain power from this strange place.

"I'm going to draw my sword." Tuoyong reminded.

"Okay, you have my permission." Yin Buchen said formally that his spell had penetrated into Tuoyong's internal organs and was not afraid of the other party's sudden attack.

Tuoyong drew his sword with his right hand, held the bamboo pole tightly with his left hand, and injected demonic power into it continuously.

The bamboo pole trembled slightly, and the buzzing sound became more obvious. Yin Bushen rose into the air, his eyes were greedy. He had done this step, but he had never been able to pull out the bamboo pole.

Takuyong couldn't either. He had already used all his strength. The entire island seemed to be shaking, but the bamboo pole was still firmly inserted into the reef.

Yin Buchen couldn't wait any longer, landed opposite Tuoyong, stretched out his hands to hold the bamboo pole, and injected demonic power into it, "Try harder, Your Highness, don't embarrass the royal family of the sacrifice king. If you fell here, you should get up here. Look at you, you are a pitiful person. As a royal family, you don't even have a follower. I'm different. I have thousands of subordinates, but I don't allow them to come. It's your luck to meet me, especially since I'm in a good mood today..."

Takuyong roared, treating the bamboo pole as Yin Buchen, and wishing he could fold it into several pieces.

With a crisp sound, the bamboo pole was finally pulled out of the reef, holding it with three hands. Yin Buchen and Tuoyong looked left and right, listened with their ears, and found no abnormality. The bamboo pole was even the bamboo pole, and even the trembling and buzzing sound disappeared.

"Let go." Yin Buchen ordered coldly.

Takuyong struggled several times, but he did not let go of the bamboo pole. "What we pulled out together should be divided equally."

"Split equally? You are really brave, but can the Dead Monster still share equally with me?"

"Your magic has disappeared in my body." Tuoyong said with a grim smile, urging the magic, ready to launch a fatal blow to Yin Buchen.

But the magic was not released.

The same is true for Yin Buchen on the opposite side. He had long been determined to kill Tuoyong to silence him after pulling out the bamboo pole, but he could not even use the simplest magic.

Yin Buchen was not sure why, but Tuoyong had experience three years ago, holding up the demon sword high, "The bamboo pole belongs to me!"

The demon sword slashed at Yin Buchen, and neither demon noticed that the bottom of the bamboo pole was expanding rapidly.

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