Si looked at Shan Luo with an incredible face, tears flowing in her eyes, and the expression of emotion and surprise was beyond words. Obviously, she didn't expect Shan Luo to be willing to stay for her. In her opinion, the relationship between the two was not as good as before. Shan Luo didn't have to stay for her...

In fact, even she herself understood that she really longed for Shanluo to be by her side because he could give herself a sense of security, even in her opinion, Shanluo could not be the opponent of the Demon King.

"Anyway, I have no direction to leave now, and the sea is so dangerous, I dare not leave. I can only stay on Prisoner Island and maybe I can find a way to the mainland." Shan Luo shrugged and said casually. His expression seemed very relaxed, as if he was not afraid of the coffin demon king, and he felt even more moved.

She knew that in order not to burden herself, he always pretended to be indifferent, and he never refused herself.

"Dao Ren Ji, can you tell me what the origin of the Coffin Demon King is?" Shan Luo patted Si's shoulder to show comfort and then turned his head to ask Dao Ren Ji, knowing himself and his enemy will never be defeated. He must first understand what the Coffin Demon King exists.

Hearing this, Taoist Ji took a deep breath, his eyes deep as if he was recalling. He spoke in a casual manner: "The Coffin Demon King was originally an ancient demon king. He has lived for more than two thousand years. His peak strength has reached the level of slaughtering the Cangsheng, which is as good as the Demon Lord today."

Hiss

Shanluo and Si were both sucking in the air. They could see the shock in each other's eyes at one glance. The Coffin Demon King is really a Demon King, and his strength is comparable to that of the Demon Lord. When he thought that his opponent was like Jiye, Shanluo's heart couldn't help but tremble. The psychological shadow left by Jiye was too great. The stronger his strength, the more he could understand the horror of Jiye. It was simply a mountain to look up to him and could not stand it.

It is no exaggeration to say that Jiye is an invincible existence in Shanluo's heart, and of course, it excludes the mysterious war god Wu Tian, ​​who shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods.

According to the words of Daoren Ji, the Demon Lord today should be at least at the level of Tu Cangsheng. However, Shanluo always felt that Jiye was stronger than Crazy Wudao, who attacked Central City. Although Jiye had not yet shown his strength that was more unparalleled than Crazy Wudao, he believed it in his heart.

"Why is the Coffin Demon King sealed here?" Shan Luo took a deep breath and tried to calm down the waves in his heart and asked. The Prisoner Island seemed to be isolated from the world. The vast ocean completely isolated it from the continent. In addition, the 10,000-meter giant eel he saw in the ocean. I think even the strong man from the Cangsheng dared not leapt alone.

Why was the Coffin Demon King sealed in this vast sea, and who did it?

"I don't know this. It is said that he seemed to offend an existence called Reincarnation. He was suppressed by him with his boundless power through space and suppression. One town lasted for two thousand years!" Dao Ren Ji sighed. Two thousand years, mortals lived for at most over a hundred years, and the Coffin Demon King was suppressed for two thousand years and had not died yet, which was simply contrary to the law of heaven.

"Is his strength still at its peak after he is resurrected?"

Shanluo asked the question he wanted to ask the most. If the Coffin Demon King is still at the level of Tu Cangsheng, then he can wait to die!

Just kidding, almost all players around the world have watched the video of Crazy Wudao attacking Central City. Its strength is simply devastating. Even if billions of players go together, they will have to stop, and at most they will spend some time.

"How is it possible? He has been suppressed for two thousand years, and his strength is far inferior to before. But no matter how weak he is, we are not his opponent, because he was once the existence of Tu Cangsheng." Taoist Ji shook his head and said. Hearing this, Shan Luo immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Since the strength of the Coffin Demon King is far inferior to before, then he has hope!

With five days left, he must seize the time to take his strength to the next level!

"Wait, why did the Coffin Demon King suddenly revive? Could it be that you were the one who made it?" Shan Luo's pupils suddenly shrank as if he had remembered something. His face suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of blood flashed through his eyes. Taoist Ji only felt a terrifying violent aura coming to his face, scaring him to take a step back.

Being stared at by his lonely eyes made him feel like he was being targeted by a demon, and his body was even more like an ice cellar, and his heart was extremely chill.

"I have no choice. If I don't break the seal, I will not be able to return to the mainland." Dao Ren Ji quickly said, his tone seemed very unwilling. After all, he didn't want to risk the crisis of being torn apart by the coffin demon king. If he didn't do this, he would never be able to go back.

Who would like to stay on a deserted island for the rest of his life?

He also tried to go out to sea, but the terrifying monsters in the sea almost killed him. Fortunately, those sea monsters did not approach the six kilometers of the radius of Prison Bird Island, as if they had invisible power to protect Prison Bird Island.

"What does it mean?" Shan Luo asked with a frown. The blood in his eyes disappeared, and Si on the side also looked at Dao Ren Ji. Both of them wanted to ask him how to return to the mainland.

Dao Ren Ji had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "I have been trapped here for a year. I was accidentally sucked in by the space wormhole. Later, I found that there was fluctuation in space teleportation in this temple. After some exploration, I found that the bottom of the temple suppressed the coffin demon king, and the space teleportation channel was just blocked by the coffin demon king."

Shanluo and Si also felt the helplessness and bitterness in the words. It turned out that there was really a space teleportation channel to the mainland on Prison Bird Island, but unfortunately it was blocked by the Coffin Demon King.

"The coffin demon king urgently needs sacrifices after he is resurrected. I originally wanted to..."

Speaking of this, Taoist Ji turned his gaze to Si. How could the two of them not understand the meaning? Suddenly, anger appeared on Si's face. No wonder Taoist Ji was so kind to save him. It turned out that he was treating himself as a sacrifice.

The islanders on Prisoner Island have no fluctuations in their literary style, so there is only Si, a woman with a literal shape.

Shanluo didn't understand what Taoist Ji was meant. He wanted to use silk to restrain the Coffin Demon King so that he could have time to enter the space teleportation channel. But now he didn't have time to blame Taoist Ji again. After all, Taoist Ji is his servant now, and he can still share some of his pressure when fighting with the Coffin Demon King.

"By the way, what about those islanders? Why didn't I see them? And there seemed to be something hiding in those wooden houses on the beach. The danger they gave me was not something that the islanders could bring. Do you know those things?" Shanluo asked with a question. He always felt that something terrifying happened on the beach. This Prison Bird Island gave him the feeling of a ghost island.

"Aren't they good? There's nothing wrong with it? Although I don't know much about Prisoner Island, those islanders are mortals and will not pose a threat to us." Ji Daoren waved his hand and said.

As soon as this said, Shan Luo and Si suddenly felt a chill coming out from behind. If the islanders were not harmed by Taoist Ji, where would they go?

Also, what was the thing staring at them after they entered the woods?

"Let's go, you can accompany us to the beach!"

Shan Luo said with a solemn expression. Upon hearing this, Daoren Ji realized that something was wrong, so the three of them walked down the mountain again. When they walked down the mountain road, the gate of the temple was closed by itself with a bang. The cold wind blew like a ghost crying, which was creepy.

It is difficult to go up the mountain, and the three of them went down the mountain very quickly. After about twenty minutes, they walked out of the woods and came to the beach. At this time, there was still no trace of people on the beach. The doors of the wooden houses were also closed, deserted and lonely, and everything was strange.

"call"

The sea breeze blew along the sea surface, causing the branches and fragments on the grass to fly, and the single silver hair was blown up like flames, and the silk also stretched out his hand to hold his messed ear hair.

Taoist Ji glanced at the whole look and then his brows frowned. The solemn expression quickly climbed onto his face, and Dan Luo and Si felt a deep heart.

"What a heavy yin energy, it's impossible. I've only been away for more than half an hour. Why did such a strange thing happen?" Ji Daoren shook his head and said in disbelief. He seemed to have encountered something terrifying. Seeing this, Danluo's brow frowned.

Even Taoist Ji, who can summon ghosts, showed such a look. Could it be that this beach really hit a ghost?

"Great evil! Great evil!"

Taoist Ji suddenly raised his head and looked at the wooden house. He kept muttering in his mouth, as if he was possessed. He also raised the bronze mirror in his hand to look at the wooden house, but Shan Luo and Si did not see anything from the mirror.

“What the hell happened?”

Shan Luo asked with a cold face. Dao Ren Ji's behavior seemed to be trapped in a demon made him very upset. He hated this passive situation the most. He knew that the surroundings were dangerous, but he still didn't know why it was dangerous.

There was no other sound except the sound of the sea breeze blowing in the lonely beach, but Shanluo could hear the breathing of silk beside her heavier. Obviously she was very nervous, and Taoist Ji said with an ugly face when he heard his words: "I don't know what's going on here, but let's be ready for a fight!"

As soon as this said, Shan Luo's eyes instantly turned red, and Si was so scared that she hid behind Shan Luo. She was not only frightened but also blamed herself. She agreed to catch up with Shan Luo's footsteps, but she is still under his protection.

"snort!"

Perhaps it was because the pressure brought by the Coffin Demon King was too great, or perhaps it could not bear such a passive situation. Shan Luo snorted coldly, flipped his right hand, and the two-meter-long giant sword of Killing appeared in his palm instantly. The blood-colored sword was shining with a cold light in the sun, which was intimidating.

Daoren Ji, who was standing in front of Shanluo, also felt a bloody pressure coming from behind. He subconsciously looked back and saw that when he saw the God of Killing in Shanluo's hand, his face changed wildly, and his face was full of incredible words.

"The Extreme Life Weapon!"
Chapter completed!