After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 62

Chapter 62

    With Mu Wushuang's cultivation level, it took only a blink of an eye to rush from the magic palace to the ruins.

    The ruined wall is located on the edge of Arakawa Ze, as the name suggests, it is the ruined wall left by the war between immortals and demons two thousand years ago, and now it belongs to the demon world.

    This place is very barren and has few resources. There are many low-level demons wandering here. Most of them are insane and basically unable to communicate normally.

    Mu Wushuang walked all the way to the center of the ruins, originally thinking that there would be something different here, but unexpectedly, this place is no different from the edge of the ruins.

    It was the same barren and desolate place, and there were no higher-level demons, all drooling at Mu Wushuang with their eyes open.

    The corner of Mu Wushuang's mouth twitched, and a demon whose tongue was about to lick her face flew away.

    After lifting, Mu Wushuang wiped her hands, and said with disgust: "Such shameful things are densely packed, and they are quite large."

    She finished this sentence as if talking to herself, and continued to move forward with a blank expression. go.

    Dong Xun had given her a map of ruins before, and according to the map, Mu Wushuang was already standing in the central area marked on the map.

    It's just that there is no turmoil or uneasiness expected by others here, and there is no obvious gathering of forces.

    Mu Wushuang stood still, raised his chin slightly, and looked calm.

    According to the original plan, Dongxun will meet her here.

    But now, Mu Wushuang was filled with salivation and hoarse breaths from the lower demons in all directions, and apart from that, there was no one there.

    Amidst the rustling noises, Mu Wushuang lowered her head, and her eyes fell on the hand she had just used to blow away the lower demons.

    On the white fingertips, there was a thin gray-black scratch.

    This is the trace of her demonic energy being offset by something.

    As we all know, magic energy and spiritual energy are incompatible.

    Mu Wushuang stared at the scratch, as if he was fascinated by it, and didn't raise his head for a while.

    After a while, Mu Wushuang heard Dong Xun's voice suddenly ringing in his ears.

    "Your Majesty, help me—"

    Mu Wushuang raised her head upon hearing the sound, and looked straight ahead with a pair of eyes as black as ink.

    The low-level demons who were wandering around disappeared at some point, while Dong Xun on the ground was covered in blood, with no part of his body intact, his limbs were bound by ropes, and he crawled towards her in a half-kneeling posture.

    Dong Xun crawled closer and closer, and the voice in his mouth became more and more shrill: "Your Majesty, I was ambushed. This is the soul-corroding rope. It is burning my soul. It hurts so much..."

    Mu Wushuang said expressionlessly. Looking at it, he suddenly sneered, then raised his hand and twisted his fingers.

    As soon as she moved her fingertips, it was as if something jumped up in the air for no reason, and then it exploded violently!