At this time, above Kings Mountain, thick dark clouds were pressing on the sky, as if devouring the red sun in the sky, a blood-like setting sun seemed to be eroded by the rays of light, and the earth seemed to be trapped in boundless darkness, and all unknown signs.

The black cloud mother-in-law of Yaoguang Mansion stood with her hands behind her back, looking up at the shaking red sun, and a heavy expression flashed through her eyes.

"The dark clouds cover the top, the red clouds erode the sun, and the scorching sun sinks. This is a sign of great danger. I am afraid that a king will fall, and the Duke of Zheng will be decisive!"

Grandma Heiyun couldn't help but shook her head and sighed. As the housekeeper of Yaoguang Mansion, what she saw and heard was extensive. It could be said that she had great supernatural powers. Just by relying on the changes of heaven and earth, she could understand the situation of Zheng State in her heart.

However, when she was sighing, at the dark hole entrance leading to the earth veins in the hall, a storm suddenly surged, and a figure rushed out with a surging demonic aura, as if he wanted to escape from this place.

"The True Lord of the Demon, I am here to wait for the grand journey!"

The black cloud grandma seemed to have expected it. She turned her palm into the void and pressed it. A black handprint broke through the air. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to pour down, turning into a rolling wave and emptying away. One wave was higher than the other, and one wave was higher than the other.

Grandma Heiyun's magical powers are extraordinary, but she turned her hands and turned her hands into rain. She actually slapped the dark clouds in the sky into the hole with her palm. It was obviously trying to force the True Lord of the Demon back to the earth vein so that he could not leave safely.

"It turned out to be the Black Cloud Grandma of Yaoguang Mansion. Today, I will give you more advice. The Demon Lord of Japan will return it even more."

When the figure was sweeping towards the entrance of the cave, it suddenly turned into two figures. One of them was hit by the black cloud grandma and immediately fell apart and disappeared with the wind. However, the other figure had become a black dot in the sky for several miles in an instant, and it was about to disappear from the sky.

"The method of escape from the shells of the golden cicada?"

Grandma Heiyun was stunned and immediately shouted loudly: "The True Lord of the Human Demon, where can you escape?"

At the same time, she slapped her sleeves in the clouds, as if she was rolling black clouds, chasing her head after the figure. Although she just tentatively stopped her palm, she found that the True Lord of the Demon had been greatly damaged, and her strength was far less than 100% at this time. If she didn't take this opportunity to kill, she would be afraid that she would never have such an opportunity again.

While Black Cloud was chasing the Demon True Lord, he was at a certain place in the King Mountain vein.

The True Lord Tianyi sat on the ground, but his face was extremely pale, as if he was seriously injured, but his right hand was constantly counting.

‘Hohuh!’

In his palm calculation, nine copper coins were flying in the air, as if they were following some mysterious trajectory, and each time they changed, they would get a new combination.

With a 'buzz!', the nine copper coins finally stopped, quietly posing a strange combination in the void, as if to convey some mysterious message.

Tianyi Zhenjun looked over with a little lost eyes immediately, but a happy look flashed across his pale cheeks, muttering to himself: "I have long calculated that there is danger outside, and I have been calculating vitality here. Just now, I have been dying for ten deaths and no life, but now the hexagram has become nine deaths and one life. There should be a glimmer of vitality. If I don't fight, when will I wait?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he staggered and seemed to be a little shaking, and he reluctantly activated his magic power to sweep towards the exit of the earth vein.

At the same time, the Duke of Zheng, who was located at the Dragon Vein of King Mountain, sat on the ground with his eyes closed and his face was pale and dead. In less than an hour, he was already withered and sat upright like a bamboo pole, and was already as angry as a wandering silk thread, and could fall and die at any time.

Ascending to the Immortal Marquis, the True Lord Wansheng looked heavy and sat behind him side by side. Each of them stretched out one hand to put it on his back, pouring the magic power of the Dantian continuously into it.

However, Duke Zheng lost his Nascent Soul and his body was like an iron bucket without a bottom, and he could not store his vitality at all. Moreover, his essence of life was constantly passing away, and his flesh seemed to melt away, leaving only skin and bones, like a skeleton.

Zheng Yu'er knelt in front of Duke Zheng, and was already crying. Marquis Wan Sheng looked sad. He was loyal to the king's room. He thought that the king's Nascent Soul was perfect and the prosperity of Zheng was just around the corner, but he did not expect that he would end up like this. He felt uncomfortable as if he had a knife cut.

Even if the Nascent Soul is now protected, with the current physical condition of the Duke of Zheng, he may only have a temporary recovery. If he wants to survive, it is impossible.

"The king and father once had a last word to prevent his Nascent Soul from falling into the hands of the demon monks, nor would he want to be obtained by the True Lord of Heaven. Wentian has already chased him."

Zheng Yuer's cheeks seemed to be covered with pear blossoms, and she fell to the arms of Duke Zheng and cried bitterly. She touched the gradually stiff skeleton in her arms and felt that it was a sign of the aging of life. This king who had been commanding Zheng for hundreds of years was now on his way to the underworld.

Seeing that she was waiting to say goodbye to the king and father, Zheng Yuer was suffering from painful pain and was really helpless. At this moment, she hoped that Mo Wentian could return safely, but this trip was extremely dangerous. Don’t say that it was to take back the Nascent Soul for the king and father, and it would be a blessing to be able to save his life under the hands of the Demon True Lord of the Demon.

Wan Shenghou shook his head slightly and sighed, as if he was sighing at the fall of a genius. He was seriously injured in his own vitality and could not take care of anything else.

Although the Marquis of Shengxian and True Lord Wansheng were urging magic power to extend their life for Duke Zheng like a life, they couldn't help but look at each other's eyes and saw a look of ashamed in each other's eyes. The two of them originally wanted to pursue and help each other, but they couldn't tell the direction clearly, so they had to go back to wait here. The fate of True Lord Wuji is really conceivable.

But at this moment, a heavy footstep suddenly sounded, gradually approaching in the darkness in the distance. In a moment, a figure staggered out of the darkness. Under the reflection of the faint light, this was a bloody body, with a dim look on its pale face. When looking at Zheng Yuer and others, a happy expression flashed through its eyes.

"Fortunately, everyone has not been humiliated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man seemed to have lost all his power and fell to the ground with a shaky thunder. While he fell to the ground, a pair of confused eyes flashed behind him.

It was actually Duke Zheng's Nascent Soul, who flew forward lightly, his eyes fell on the king's pale and dry cheeks, and his eyes seemed a little wet. A clear divine light flashed past, and immediately rushed forward like lightning, flashing in the top door.

The old king's Nascent Soul returned to his or her orifice, but the figure fell to the ground with a bang, and with a "bang", he lay stiffly on the hard rock.

"Ask the sky?"
Chapter completed!