On Xiangyun Road ten miles away from the Demon Emperor's Palace, there is a building with the main body being black.
It has no name clearly marked on it.
However, in the cold eyes of the demon guards guarding the Black Gate, the residents who pass by this place are all anxious.
Like a fish out of a net, everyone, no matter the dignitaries or the common people, is afraid of this building.
The reason is very simple.
This group of black buildings covering an area of several miles is the notorious headquarters of Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion.
As a special institution, the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion has countless branches throughout the Demon Realm, but all branches must be controlled here.
The master of the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion is the Iron-Blooded Prince Duo Weichan, and there are many deputy masters of the Pavilion, all of whom have terrifying cultivation levels.
This is not the most important thing.
What is important is that the deputy cabinet masters control countless secret spies and have overwhelming power.
Those who are qualified to serve as deputy pavilion masters are all ruthless and cunning people.
Among them, three are human beings.
As humans, these three people can climb to such a high position in the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion.
It is conceivable that their advancement is difficult.
How the road is paved.
Needless to say, it was definitely paved with the blood and bones of countless innocent people.
Fang Zui is one of them, and he is the most powerful among the three human deputy pavilion masters.
His cultivation level is at the peak of the holy realm, but before the seal is released, who can confirm his true cultivation level?
This person looks kind, with a kind round face, kind slender eyes, and a smile on his face at all times.
He looks like the kind uncle who sells soy milk next door.
He is so harmless and convincing.
In fact, this is an executioner with bloody hands.
Anyone who is blinded by his smiling tiger form will probably regret it.
Fang Zui was leading hundreds of demon monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion and was walking from the east street.
They had just returned from overseas.
Fang Zui's face was still friendly, but the evil spirit that could not be concealed deep in his eyes almost came out of his body. .
The Demon Emperor ordered a massacre, and Fang Zui, as the supervising officer, saw countless heads falling to the ground in the past few days.
He never considered himself a lowly human being, and killing human beings did not put any psychological pressure on him.
That night five days ago, Fang Zui was not in the Magic City on his mission to the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion.
When he heard that something big had happened in the Magic City, Fang Zui not only did not panic, but also felt a sense of joy in his heart.
It is said that heroes emerge from troubled times.
If you want to climb higher and see further, you need various opportunities.
Only in troubled times can there be opportunities, always in a state of peace, and only in the Year of the Monkey and the Year of the Horse can we have better luck.
Later, when he heard the Demon Emperor's order to massacre was issued, Fang was about to scream with excitement.
This was an opportunity from heaven, and he had to Grasp.
He faithfully carried out the orders of the Demon Emperor, executed batch after batch of criminals, and used the blood of these traitors to further his official career.
He was very happy and excited about what he did.
No matter how many people there are, there will always be a time to kill them all, and the part he was responsible for was the first to kill them all.
Although there was still some unfinished business, returning to the Demon City to deliver the mission became a top priority.
There are six or seven deputy pavilion masters who are serving as supervisors and executioners outside.
Fang is most certain that he will be the fastest to return to life.
The one who comes back the fastest will undoubtedly leave an impression on His Majesty that he can do things quickly and can be put to great use, which will be of great benefit to his future career.
When Fang finally thought about this, he felt very satisfied.
The Demon Emperor's Palace has a radius of a hundred miles and cannot be ridden or flown, so they came on foot.
Along the way, all the demon monks were extremely courteous to each other, praising Fang Zui for being the most capable and winning the trust of the prince and his majesty.
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Fang Zui He sounded happy and the smile on his face became even deeper.
Fang Zui exhaled, feeling that a great future was ahead of him, waving to himself, looking at the familiar black door of Wanmo Pavilion just a hundred meters away, but he suddenly felt that this familiar scene was a bit unfamiliar.
Why is it strange?
He turned his head suspiciously and saw a ragged beggar huddled there shivering under a high wall not far away.
Fang Zui was very displeased and secretly scolded the patrolling guards for being lazy.
No idlers were allowed to stay near the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, and neither were beggars.
He glanced at the demon cultivator beside him, and the burly-looking demon cultivator immediately understood what he meant.
It walked sideways like a crab to the beggar and kicked the beggar out.
The beggar said "Oh my God" and rolled out like a ball.
By chance, he rolled right in front of Fang Zui.
The demon cultivators laughed.
Fang was most amused.
He raised his legs, preparing to perform a magic leg stunt.
He kicked the beggar whose face could not be seen with one kick, causing his body to fall apart in mid-air, which made the big guy smile. call out His right leg seemed to be made of steel as he kicked hard at the beggar.
At this moment, the demon cultivator who had kicked the beggar first but had not turned back suddenly exploded into five or six pieces with a loud bang, and blood flew all over the sky.
The demon cultivators were shocked, and Fang Zui, who was kicking the beggar, felt his heart pounding, and screamed in his heart that the next moment, he wanted to break the seal and show the true cultivation level of the second step of the Hidden Phase Realm, but the problem was, it was too late.
A strange brilliance that only amethyst and mithril could possess flashed through, and Fang Zui felt a gust of wind passing by his eyes.
He didn't even feel the pain.
His eyes could already see the kicked leg flying up into the air with blood.
Then, it exploded into minced meat.
It is possible to regenerate a broken limb in the second step of the Tibetan Aspect Realm.
However, it cannot be as easy as Haizhu'er.
However, it is no problem to regenerate a leg within half a year.
The key is to be able to save one's life at this time.
Fang had no time to unlock the sealing rune, and before he had a chance to display his true combat power, the bright and dazzling light turned a corner in mid-air and landed on his neck. dragon tooth sword At this moment, he recognized the sword.
Who did this sword belong to?
How could Fang Zuo, as the deputy master of the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, not know?
"Xiao Cheng" He shouted the name, and the magic weapon appeared in his right hand.
Unfortunately, the violent sword energy passed by his neck, and a human head was already flying into the air.
Fang Zui, deputy master of Wanmo Pavilion, died It was Xiao Cheng who was pretending to be a beggar.
His face lit up, he took off the mask of the phantom god, and returned to his original appearance.
The sword light continued, and he killed like the wind.
The heads of the demon cultivators all bounced up, and the blood fountain burst out, filling the long street.
Rivers of blood flowed.
At the same moment, the members of the League of Legends team who had been preparing for a long time suddenly appeared.
The four thugs joined the ten giants and used the fastest speed in their lives to blast towards the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion where the sirens were blaring.
After three sticks of incense, the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, with only two deputy pavilion masters in charge, was in ruins and filled with smoke.
The main force of the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion has gone to various parts of the empire to suppress rebellions and massacres.
The protection here is really not high.
Besides, this place is too close to the palace, and the Holy Demon Group will be able to provide support if something happens, so there is no need to worry too much about protection, lest the League of Legends team take advantage of it.
When the demons from the Holy Demon Group arrived with great momentum, the three heads of the deputy pavilion masters on the three wooden poles stung the eyes of all the demon masters.
The words "League of Legends Kill the Traitor" were left on the wall, which made the Demon Emperor furious.
The headquarters of Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion was smashed by the League of Legends team, and this message radiated to four continents and two regions like lightning.
The demon kingdom was furious and sent countless masters to hunt him down, but they couldn't catch him.
In the next half month, the Demon Kingdom fell into panic and rage.
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The League of Legends team went to all provinces and opened one branch after another of the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion.
They killed all the remaining demon cultivators and local demon clan officials.
Their heads were imitated by the demon kingdom and stuck on wooden poles.
Displayed to the public.
For half a month, there were beacons everywhere, and the masters from the Demonic Kingdom rushed after him, but they couldn't catch up.
The League of Legends team traverses the Demonic Realm, shooting and changing places, making the Demonic Realm tired of dealing with it.
The Demon Emperor cursed Duo Weichan, who was in charge of the intelligence, hundreds of times for this.
Everyone in the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion wished they could eat the flesh of Xiao Cheng and others
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