"What does this mean?" Wukong Zhenren frowned, not understanding what Lu Tianyu meant.

Wouldn’t let her see the sweet life she used to wipe out the resentment in her heart?

"No! It's the opposite."

Lu Tianyu said: "Let her see her sweet life before to remind her that someone has ruined all this. If it weren't for these people, she would definitely live a happy life of taking care of her husband and children! She should make the people who ruined her life pay the price!"

Lu Tianyu said lightly, but a hint of anger appeared on his face!

What he was angry about was the despicable and cruelty of the demon god. In order to arouse the resentment of the Rakshasa girl, he actually used this method. It was really despicable!

Zhenren Wukong and Bei Mingtian also sighed. They did not expect this, but they could not deny that Lu Tianyu's words made sense. It is indeed angering to inspire the resentment in the heart of the Rakshasa girl in this way.

"So, do you guess that that that hut exists?" Bei Mingtian asked.

Lu Tianyu nodded, "Not only has thatched huts, but that valley should also exist. The Rakshasa girl's habitat should be in these two places. Of course, it is not just him, but also the Demon God... If I guess correctly, the Demon God statue should be in the thatched hut!"

"If this is true, we should find the statue of the demon god. I think since we can summon the old demon god, there should be a way to send him away." Wukong Zhenren pondered.

Lu Tianyu nodded, he thought so, "It may not be that easy to go to the thatched hut."

He looked into the fog ahead, where a powerful demonic energy was emitting.

"Rakshasa girl or a demon god?" Wukong and the others also noticed the demonic energy and asked.

"No matter who it is, we must deal with it carefully!" Lu Tianyu said lightly, and then the Soul-breaking Sword raised slightly, staring at the place where the demonic energy came.

After a moment, he murmured, "Come on, take action!"

After saying that, he took the lead and beat the sword to the point of killing the leaves.

He knew that in such a place, he must not be taken lightly, so he used the starting style of the God King's seventh style with just one move!

In an instant, a powerful force like a strong wind swept through the fallen leaves and shook towards the place where the demonic energy came.

The three elders of Beiming and the others had seen Lu Tianyu's seven-style style of the God King, but they could still remain calm. However, Wukong Zhenren was a little surprised and thought to himself, how could the power of Lu Tianyu's sword be so powerful, especially the momentum it emitted actually had the smell of an emperor!

In fact, the so-called taste of the Emperor is actually the power of the God emitting from the seven poses of the God lord.

After all, the seven styles of the God Lord are the combat skills that the God Lord himself has learned, and it will naturally contain the powerful power of the God Lord. Wukong Zhenren could only notice the smell of the Emperor because he had never touched the power of the God Lord.

He felt this way, and the God also came from the Emperor.

Of course, on this occasion, he was only surprised, but his movements did not stop at all. The whisk drew out and turned into thousands of wisps of silver light, shooting hard towards the front.

"Bang!" A huge explosion sounded, and the power in the sky shook, dispelling the mist around it. A distant and gloomy voice came, "Do you damn humans really want to die?"

Accompanied by this sound that seemed to come from hell, a figure appeared in front of Lu Tianyu and the others!

That’s right, the Rakshasa girl appeared in front of them!

But Lu Tianyu and the others knew that the person in front of him was not the Rakshasa girl. Although she looked exactly the same as the Rakshasa girl, the momentum and expression she exuded were not at all imagined from the Rakshasa girl she had seen before.

Not to mention, his voice seemed to come from the underground abyss!

"If I'm not right, the person in front of me should be a demon god!" Lu Tianyu spoke lightly.

A look of surprise appeared on the faces of Zhenren Wukong and Bei Mingtian.

Demon God?

Could it be him?

"Don't you think that this person's voice is very similar to the male voice made by the Rakshasa woman?" Lu Tianyu asked.

When Wukong Zhenren and Bei Mingtian heard this, they were stunned and then remembered that when they saw the Rakshasa girl before, her voice was a man and a child, and her voice was constantly changing, and the man's voice was indeed very similar to the voice of the Rakshasa girl in front of her.

"Minister Wukong said that the demon god was trapped in the demon land and could not walk out. He could only rely on other people's bodies to walk other places. If the Rakshasa woman sold her soul to him, he would naturally be able to control the Rakshasa woman's body." Lu Tianyu said lightly.

The demon god heard his words and smiled and said, "You humble human race are a bit smart. I am very satisfied with this. You can live for a moment more!"

"God?" Lu Tianyu smiled faintly and said, "In terms of strength and cultivation, you may be barely called this word, but in terms of cultivation methods, haha, I wish I could be blunt, you are just a parasite in the mouth of my human race!"

"What did you say?" The Demon God was furious. Even Master Wukong and Bei Mingtian didn't expect Lu Tianyu to describe the Demon God like this. It's too bold!

Lu Tianyu was not afraid and said coldly: "Why, I think what I described is wrong? Your cultivation is not caused by squeezing the resentment of others? You are attached to the Rakshasa girl, isn't it just to make her resentment for you to absorb?"

"In the eyes of our human race, your behavior is a parasite!" Lu Tianyu looked at the demon god sarcastically.

When Wukong Zhenren and Bei Mingtian heard Lu Tianyu's words, they were both stunned, and then they all smiled bitterly.

To be fair, Lu Tianyu's statement is very correct. The method of the demon god's cultivation is indeed very similar to the parasites of the human race, but the demon god is also a powerful cultivator after all. Is Lu Tianyu just said it so bluntly, isn't he afraid of annoying him?

But they didn't know that Lu Tianyu wanted to deliberately annoy him and then find a chance to attack him.

As expected, the Demon God was furious when he heard Lu Tianyu's words. The demonic aura emitted from his body became more and more majestic. His scattered black hair also stood up one by one, staring at Lu Tianyu with a pair of bloody eyes and said, "Say it again!"

"This is the case, what's the point of saying it again? You are a parasite. Without the essence of parasites, you are nothing!" Lu Tianyu paused word by word, killing his heart!

The demon god couldn't help it anymore. He roared to the sky, and the fog around him dispersed. Then, he pounced forward and ten sharp lights thrust towards Lu Tianyu.

Those were the ten sharp fingers of the Rakshasa girl, extremely sharp.

Seeing this, Zhenren Wukong and Bei Mingtian changed their faces and knew they would be unable to compete. They subconsciously retreated.

However, Lu Tianyu was not afraid of fear. Seven soul-breaking swords flew out, and a sky-breaking style of slashing the sky with the power of destroying the world, his momentum was completely unfamiliar with the demon god!

"Brother, Xiaoyou Lu's strength seems to be stronger again!" Bei Mingren couldn't help but say as he looked at the sword energy in the sky.

Bei Mingtian said without any surprise: "You forgot that when you were in Luohumi, Xiaoyou Lu's cultivation level had improved a lot, and now you have reached the king's realm. Others' king's realm may only be the king's realm, but Xiaoyou Lu's king's realm is no less than a saint like you and me!"

Bei Mingtian looked sighing. Sometimes even he felt jealous of Lu Tianyu's strength, but he was just thinking about it. He knew in his heart that Lu Tianyu could not be treated with common sense.

"Fellow Daoist Beiming, what is the origin of Xiaoyou Lu? Why is it so... different from others?" Wukong Zhenren didn't know how to describe Lu Tianyu. After thinking for a long time, he came up with the word "different".

There is no way, he is indeed different.

"Actually, I don't know what to say... If you have to find a reason, I can only say that among the billions of monks, there must be a unique one, just as hundreds of millions of monks always have an emperor, and Xiaoyou Lu is a unique person selected by Shinto!"

Bei Mingtian said, as if he was not stingy with the exaggeration of Lu Tianyu in his words, and he was surprised by the true man Wukong.

Is it a bit exaggerating to compare Lu Tianyu with the God Lord?

"Maybe it's a little exaggerated! But who can be sure that Xiaoyou Lu will not be able to become a god in the future?" Bei Mingtian said with a smile.

This sentence made Zhenren Wukong feel even more exaggerated. He admitted that Lu Tianyu was so strong that he was even ashamed of himself, but it was still a bit unrealistic to say that he might become a god.

Throughout history, how many talented people have been, and how many people are favored by the gods, and how can Lu Tianyu stand out?

Of course, this is not to say that Lu Tianyu is not good, but it is too difficult to become a god!

It is so difficult that it exceeds the imagination of all monks!

Otherwise, there would not be only one god so far.

Bei Mingtian saw what Wukong Zhenren was thinking, but he did not explain. He just believed in some things, and there was no need to try to convince others.

The battle over there continued, but at this time, Wukong and the others could no longer see Lu Tianyu and the Demon God. They could only see the battle aura and the demonic aura in the sky interacting constantly, trembling, dazzling but murderous intent.

They wanted to go up and help, but they had no choice but to find that with their cultivation and strength, they could not get in!

Not only them, even Bai Shengkai was watching anxiously from the side, helpless!

The battle between Lu Tianyu and the Demon God is no longer a battle between ordinary monks. The power exerted by both sides made Zhenren Wukong and Bei Mingtian feel a little emotional about the battle between the Emperor, probably that's it!

I don’t know how long this battle lasted, maybe thousands or hundreds of years, or maybe in just a moment, the wonderful and dangerous scenes have made Zhenren Wukong and others forget the time, and only know that when they come back from the shock, the battle is over.
Chapter completed!