The harsh laughter of Demon Lord Beiwu came from the void.

Zuo Ci looked towards the direction Beiwu Yaojun left with a complicated expression.

"What are you pretending to be?"

"If you hadn't already lost the strength to kill me and were afraid of being killed by me, would you be so kind as to spare my life?"

In the distance, Demon Lord Beiwu smiled and spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

But the laughter didn't affect it at all.

Blood sprayed, but the laughter remained.

Zuo Ci's expression became even more complicated: "Why do you think you are suffering from this?"

"You've been seriously injured like this, and you still want to force your laughter to come to me. Are you really afraid that you won't die quickly enough?"

He had no intention of doing the same stupid thing as the Beiwu Demon Lord.

When he thought that Beiwu Yaojun, a monster with terrifying strength, also followed him to the forbidden land of the gods.

Zuo Ci felt a huge pressure around him.

"The invasion of those demons was already a huge pressure."

"Now that we have a powerful person like Beiwu Yaojun, what will we do next?"

"The strength demonstrated by Demon Lord Beiwu in the passage before seems to be at least at the level of refining the power and returning to the Yuan."

"It has even reached the late stage of refining Gang and returning to the Yuan Dynasty."

"This kind of strength..."

"In the entire Divine Forbidden Land, there is simply no one who can be stronger than him."

"If you want to compete with him, I'm afraid the number of strong men required will be beyond imagination."

"At least a thousand strong men from the Refining Gang Guiyuan realm must gather into an army formation before we can hope to fight with him."

"If we want to really resist it, I'm afraid we need at least two such military formations."

"And if we want to surround and kill them, we will probably need at least four such military formations!"

"And most of the four military formations may be destroyed."

"If we don't want to pay too much of a price, the number of such military formations must be doubled again."

"But where can we find so many strong men in the realm of refining and returning to the Yuan realm in this sacred forbidden land?"

"Even if Senior Qin has a thousand refining weapons to return to the Yuan Dynasty, there is no way he can compete head-on with Demon Lord Beiwu."

"If he comes again during the next demon invasion, then..."

After Zuo Ci thought of this, he didn't even dare to continue thinking about it.

This situation has become one that he is completely unable to cope with.

Even if you add the news and secrets that Liu Bang and others asked him to bring before, even the higher-level techniques.

It doesn't help the current situation.

Where is the time?

What they really lack now is time!

"what to do?"

Zuo Ci was thinking about this question in his mind.

However, after a while, he couldn't think of a solution to this problem.

It's really too difficult.

I can't!

Zuo Ci was already standing on a grassland in the forbidden land.

He just stood there blankly.

He didn't know how long he waited before he finally let out a long sigh.

"Forget it, we've already come, what else can we do?"

"It's nothing more than risking your life to fight again."

"I think Gaozu and others should be able to see me now, right?"

"I'd better meet up with Senior Qin as soon as possible and explain the situation to him, lest Senior Qin suddenly encounter the Beiwu Demon Lord."

"If Senior Qin suffered huge losses because of this, then it will be my fault."

When Zuo Ci thought of this, he determined the direction and set off immediately.

It was only after he started to leave that he realized that his current injuries were too serious.

If we go on at this speed, I'm afraid it will take three days to reach the place shrouded in smoke.

Zuo Ci sighed again: "It's really raining all night when the house leaks. I hope it will eventually catch up."

After sighing, he stopped talking.

While adjusting his breath as much as possible, he quickly rushed towards the direction of the Hanging City.

And during the time when Zuo Ci was descending, Beiwu Demon Lord was also descending.

What Zuo Ci didn't know was that.

Demon Lord Beiwu didn't kill him, but it wasn't because Demon Lord Beiwu was kind-hearted that he really let him go.

His superficial efforts are actually quite sufficient.

He completely transformed himself into the image of a demon king and a master.

But actually.

Demon Lord Beiwu had already had murderous intentions towards Zuo Ci when he used his own Taoism to calm down the power of the rules before Zuo Ci.

In his opinion, Zuo Ci's ability and the potential he possesses are the truly terrifying things.

If you leave it alone and just give Zuo Ci a chance to grow up.

In the future, he may be carried in Zuo Ci's hands.

After previously experiencing the suppression designed by Liu Bang and others.

Beiwu Yaojun never wants to experience anything like this again.

If possible, he would definitely clear out all the threats he faced as soon as possible, leaving no one behind!

Zuo Ci is naturally such a goal.

But just when he wanted to take action.

The rules in this forbidden land have come.

As a demon, he was naturally assigned to the demon camp.

As a human race, Zuo Ci naturally went to another path.

The injuries that Zuo Ci had seen before on Beiwu Yaojun, which was spewing blood, were not at all what he had left when he passed through the passage.

But when he tried to kill Zuo Ci later, he was seriously injured by the counterattack of the power of those rules.

The injuries he suffered before were just some physical repercussions.

Those things looked miserable on the surface, but in fact, they didn't cause him much problems.

What really caused him serious injury was his attack to kill Zuo Ci.

Just that moment.

If it weren't for his extremely powerful strength.

I'm afraid that under the counterattack of the power of rules, he would have been reduced to dregs long ago.

But even so.

He was still directly knocked down a level of realm.

From the late stage of Lian Gang Gui Yuan, he fell to the middle stage.

And he was still in the middle of his return to Yuan Dynasty after being seriously injured.

Demon Lord Beiwu felt hatred in his heart.

But there was nothing he could do.

Now, the most important thing for him is to find a place to rest and cultivate for a while.

"Is it the middle stage of Lian Gang's return to the Yuan Dynasty?"

"This level is almost enough!"

"I don't believe it. Can the human race in this forbidden land really be so evil?"
To be continued...