Return from the second dimension

I don't know why, after discovering Tang Zhen, the Demon God finally chose to let him go.

A fierce battle that might have broken out was quietly resolved.

Looking at the demon god who turned to leave, Tang Zhen found something wrong. The other party's approach gave him a faint feeling of acting.

The question is who is the show for, and what are you trying to hide?

There was a vague guess in his heart, prompting Tang Zhen to stay still and continue to observe in secret.

Having completed the punishment of spectators and duelists, the demon god looked at the monk who was entangled in the tentacles and could not get rid of.

"The most hateful thing is you, those bastard running dogs, get together to bully Lao Tzu!

The monks in the spiritual realm don't have a good thing.

Don't think that outside monks are good for bullying, if you really initiate a mighty power, you will be guaranteed to turn the spirit world upside down!"

The words of the Demon God revealed a message that he was not actually an indigenous monk in the spiritual world.

For some reason, he was suppressed by the native monks in the spiritual world, so his heart was filled with anger.

After breaking through the seal, what the Demon God wants to do most is to retaliate against the enemy.

Facing the demon god's reprimand, a group of monks trembled and didn't know how to refute it.

They are actually at a loss and don't understand at all, what did they do wrong?

I want to refute and justify, but in the face of the devil's pressure, I can't even speak.

Can only stare, listening to the demon god's sentence.

"Let me think about it, how should I punish you?"

The demon god said this, showing a thoughtful expression, but it made the monks more uneasy.

"By the way, don't you like to cut off the hands and feet of disobedient guys, and then imprison them in an iron pot?

I have decided, let you experience what it feels like!"

When the demon said this, he waved his hand at the magma fire, and saw a large pot carved with black stones floating up one after another.

Those tentacles entangled the monk moved to the top of the jar and squirmed quickly.

It was like a peeling machine, cutting off the hands and feet of these monks, and then stuffing them into the jar.

In the black jar, there was a red solution. After the monks were stuffed in, the surface of the liquid quickly solidified.

Like a shell, sealing the monk's body in a jar, there is no possibility of getting rid of it.

Then I saw these pots floating up and down in the magma fire sea, constantly roasting the monks in the pots.

No matter how they wailed, they couldn't get rid of the stone jar, and could only continue to endure the pain of boiling.

This is the most vicious place. Let the lava of the sea of ​​fire burn the pot, and then use the boiling solution to cook the monk's body.

Life is worse than death at every moment, but you can't get rid of death, it is simply miserable.

Compared to spectators who were turned into meatballs and duelists who were constantly beheaded, the monks were punished more severely.

Just because under the control of the Devil God, the painful feeling of these monks has been amplified to the true limit.

The head exposed outside the jar had a distorted expression like a vicious ghost, and the wailing sound made people tremble.

The death arena at this moment has completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

"Hahaha..."

Looking at the scene in the arena, the demon god laughed, and his anger was finally vented.

At the same time, a large group of monks gathered over the densely smoked city.

They surrounded the death arena, looking at the scene like purgatory, their expressions looked very solemn.

At the same time as the disaster happened, the monks in the city had already moved quickly, looking for the cause of the accident.

Before long, the death arena has been locked.

It was just the huge demon god that made the cultivators who came to stay away, for fear that he would be the target of attack.

There is no need to question the power of the Demon God.

Once beheaded by the Demon God, years of hard cultivation will be put into water, which is really not worth it.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the cultivators of the Spiritual Extreme Realm lack a trace of blood in their bones.

Even in the face of massive deaths of urban residents, they will not rush to rescue, after all, they can be reborn after death.

But in any case, the demon god must be resolved and eliminated, otherwise the entire city will be completely turned into ruins.

They have been operating here for many years, and the rise and fall of the city is related to their own interests, and they will never sit idly by.

But how to resolve the crisis requires long-term consideration.

The Demon God who just broke through the seal is definitely in a weak state, but it is definitely not an existence they can challenge.

It is like a sick elephant, facing a group of ants who want to swallow it, as long as the elephant is willing to fight back, it can trample all the ants to death with just one foot.

The only thing the monks can do is to guard around the death arena, waiting for the senior monks to come and rescue.

Senior monks may be useless, only the gods can resolve this crisis.

This kind of high-level war of gods is definitely not something they can participate in, and they may not even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

Looking at the posture of the demon god, I really didn't bother to pay attention to the monks, but regarded them as flying insects.

If you don't provoke yourself, you don't need to shoot it to death, so as not to waste time.

The devil seemed to be waiting for the arrival of opponents of the same level as himself.

Without waiting too long, dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, covering the entire city.

The appearance of dark clouds seems to be to cover up some hidden and great existence, and prevent mortals from seeing them.

But you can still see that in the dark clouds, there seems to be a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

The place where the eyes are fixed is the center of the death arena.

The devil's head made of smoke showed a hideous expression, staring fiercely at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Shameless bastard, there is still a face to come, really think I can't kill you!"

In the Demon God's tone, there was seven points of anger, two points of grievance, and a strong unwillingness.

"Lone Star Taoist, I warned you that this is not the outside world, and it is definitely not a place where you go wild.

Since you did not listen to advice, it was a matter of course to be suppressed.

Now that I have broken through the seal, I should learn smarter and get out of my spiritual realm immediately.

Otherwise, you will be suppressed again, and you won't want to break the seal easily, for fear that even the godhead will be deprived and destroyed!"

The existence in the dark clouds warned the demon god.

"Fuck your mother's shit, I got my things back, what's wrong?"

You damn bastards, shamelessly shielding each other, get together to bully Lao Tzu and an outsider.

Today I will put the words here. If I don't return Lao Tzu's things, then even if the divine personality collapses, Lao Tzu will never give up!"

These words of the Demon God involved many secrets.

It seems that many years ago, the treasure of the demon god was cheated away, and he entered the spiritual realm in order to ask for it.

In the end, something changed. Instead of finding his own things, he was bullied by the monks of the spiritual world.

In the end, outnumbered and suppressed in the death arena.

The thing that can make the demon god care so much, and desperately wants to regain it, will certainly not be an ordinary item.

The monks in the spiritual world are indeed shameless, not only relying on not paying back, but also suppressing the seal with this demon god.

Why didn't kill the Demon God directly? Obviously, the other party could not do it, or had some scruples.

But being able to protect each other and work together to seal and suppress the debt collectors is enough to prove the shamelessness of the spiritual realm monks.