Permanent Martial Arts

"Ah ah ah ah, **** controller, **** controller! I have lost the real body of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Demon, and that is the real body of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Demon!"

In the Tianmo Palace, the Demon King was roaring loudly on the eleventh day. The terrifying aura seemed to tear down the entire Tianmo Palace. Even the guards of the Demon King on the eleventh day would never dare to approach at this time.

On the eleventh day, the Demon King was in the outside world, but he was called the Thousand-faced Demon King. He was proficient at change, and his ability to deceive the demons was even more consummate. Sometimes, even the controller could not find it if he didn't even notice.

Therefore, on the eleventh day, the Demon King would occasionally join the battlefield in other places to fish in troubled waters, trying to take advantage of it. A few days ago, the demon king went to Linglong Realm on the eleventh day, where the demons were in a precarious situation, and the price was very high. On the eleventh day, the Demon King couldn't stand it any longer and went to Linglong Realm.

As a result, just after he went, he was cut off by a controller to destroy the real body of a layer of demons. On the eleventh day, the Demon King was a little unwilling, so he went to Linglong Realm again some time ago.

But this time, on the eleventh day, the devil's luck was obviously not very good, and he actually met the "Xia Zhizun" of the Central Plains Court, the master of the Linglong Realm.

That is one of the Four Seasons Supreme, one of the strongest controllers in the Linglong Realm.

For this reason, on the eleventh day, the Demon King paid the price of the thirty-three-layered celestial body. To reunite the 33-layered celestial body is not easy. It needs to devour dozens of world origins, and it takes thousands of It will take thousands of years, or even longer, to recover.

"Damn Xia Zhizun, one day, this seat will make you pay a painful price!"

On the eleventh day, the Demon King gritted his teeth, but he dared not go to Linglong Realm again. This time, he also saw that the Linglong Realm was over, and the controllers were about to completely control the Linglong Realm. No matter how many days they went, they would die.

"No, we have to make up for the loss."

On the eleventh day, the demon king rolled his eyes. If he wanted to make up for the loss as soon as possible, he would either send more demons to search in the vast black domain, but to search for dozens of worlds in a short period of time would be idiotic. Not at all.

What's more, even if he is the Demon King, he cannot control his subordinates. The world he found, according to the usual practice, also gave a part to his subordinates, otherwise, his subordinates would have no angels to take refuge in.

Demons are selfish and self-interested, even the Demon King has to promise heavy benefits.

"By the way, some time ago, the personal guard reported that the controller who appeared in the black domain seems to have a lot of worlds in the universe within the body, about six or seven?"

On the eleventh day, the Demon King's heart moved, and he thought of the report of his personal guard some time ago. Last time, his two personal guards returned with Otos, but they returned without success. They did not take down the controller. He also punished the two personal guards faintly.

But at that time, he was concerned about going to Linglong Realm, but he didn't take it seriously.

But now, he is free, and he has lost a lot in Linglong Realm. If he wants to recover some of his losses, the controller may be able to make up for some of his losses, and naturally he has entered the eyes of the Demon King on the eleventh day.

"Go, bring Otos!"

On the eleventh day, the Demon King ordered someone to find Ortos, the Demon, and two of his personal guards who were punished by him also went to the Palace of Demons.

Ortos was a little trembling. On the eleventh day in front of him, the Demon King had suffered heavy losses in the Linglong Realm. He was roaring in the Heavenly Demon Palace every day. He didn't dare to offend the Heavenly Demon King, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Ortos, can you still sense the controller in the black domain?"

On the eleventh day, the voice of the Demon King echoed in the Temple of Heavenly Demons. Ortos was slightly startled, but he reacted immediately and hurriedly said: "Yes, I can still sense the trace of the controller. He seems to have used it before. Somehow, I couldn't sense it, but now, I seem to be able to sense it again."

As for the controller Lin Feng, what method was used to block the induction of Ortos, Ortos was also puzzled.

"Very good, as long as you can sense it. This seat now gives you a task to assign a bodyguard, a total of thirty-eight bodyguards, to you. Remember, you must capture it alive! If it fails this time, , then you don't have to come back."

Ortos was ecstatic, a bodyguard, but he knew very well that on the eleventh day, a bodyguard beside the Demon King consisted of thirty-eight demon bodyguards.

The weakest have all cultivated into the real body of the fifth-level demon, and the captain has become a terrifying demon who has become the real body of the tenth-level demon. Such a team, all assigned to him, to deal with the controller, Ortos is also full of confidence.

However, when he thought of the means by which the controller mysteriously disappeared, Ortos hesitated.

"His Majesty the Great Demon King, the controller is a little weird. He was supposed to be captured successfully last time, but he suddenly disappeared without a trace. If he disappears mysteriously this time, I'm afraid..."

The meaning of Ortos's words is very clear, that is, the controller, Lin Feng, is likely to have the ability to mysteriously disappear. At least these demons can't see what power it is, and they don't know how it will disappear quietly.

On the eleventh day, the Demon King frowned. In his opinion, a mere controller, at best, has several worlds in his body. What mysterious means can he have, and how can he disappear silently?

"Forget it, this is a bit of flesh and blood in this seat. If the controller is found and the location is determined, this seat will come to see for himself, how did he mysteriously disappear? Remember, this seat wants to live!"

Seeing that the Demon King on the eleventh day was actually willing to do it himself, Ortos breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that if Lin Feng mysteriously disappeared again, the demon king on the eleventh day of rage would tear him apart. But if the Demon King does it himself, it has nothing to do with Ortos.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Great Demon King, my subordinates must find the controller Lin Feng as soon as possible."

After that, Ortos respectfully withdrew. On the eleventh day, a team of personal guards under the Demon King's command was already waiting outside the Tianmo Palace~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The captain is the famous blood demon!

"Captain Xuesha, let's set off. I'm only responsible for finding someone, and Captain Xuesha is responsible for capturing the controller alive."

Ortos is very respectful to the demon blood. Although the demon king "allocated" a personal guard to him, how dare he really command this personal guard? After all, any one of the guards in the guard team has at least cultivated into the real body of the fifth-layer demon, which is not known by how much stronger than Otos.

In the world of demons, the strong are respected! Strength is the best pass, even if there is the order of the Demon King, Ortos will not dare to get carried away.

"You know, just lead the way!"

Xue Sha is also very satisfied with Ortos' attitude, and he doesn't care at all about catching the controller of a mere few worlds.

Even in his opinion, where is the need for His Majesty the Demon King to take action in person? Their entire bodyguards have been dispatched, and if they can't win a mere controller, that's a big joke.

Ortos did not dare to neglect, and immediately took Xuesha and other demons, left the demon world, and rushed in the direction of his induction.