Legendary Armament Canon

Chapter 691 Demonic Beast Pixiu, Shi Changsheng Takes The Blame Again (2)

With a cold snort, Demon King Ao ignored Tiangou, turned to look at the demonic beast youth, and bowed deeply. "Greetings, Lord Pixiu."

"You know me?" The young demonic beast was slightly stunned.

"I was lucky enough to see the image of Lord Pixiu," Demon King Ao said. "My surname, Ao, was bestowed by your father."

The demonic beast youth, who was also known as Pixiu, nodded slightly and didn't mind. He was just a flood dragon with some true dragon bloodline. He really didn't take him seriously.

Even though the other party was the so-called number one Demon King of the Demon Realm, in the eyes of the Pixiu, he was nothing.

"Ao Jiao, right?" Pixiu said.

"Lord Pixiu, you can call me Little Jiao." Demon King Ao's attitude was extremely humble.

Tiangou, He Yuan, and the other Demon Kings felt nauseous. Was this the Demon King Ao they knew?

How could he be so shameless?

Little Jiao, why don't you look in the mirror? How is he little?

"Little Jiao, tell me what Shi Changsheng looks like and what his cultivation is like," Pixiu said.

"Yes, Lord Pixiu." Demon King Ao didn't care about the gazes of Tiangou, He Yuan, and the others at all. Instead, he said respectfully, "Shi Changsheng is an old Daoist priest of the human race. His appearance…"

He described Shi Changsheng's appearance in detail.

"As for his cultivation level, it's very strange." Demon King Ao pondered. "Sometimes, he gives me the feeling that he's very strong, but sometimes, he gives me the feeling that he is very weak…"

"That's right!" Pixiu's eyes lit up as he said coldly, "I knew it. He must not be at his peak! Even so, he still dares to cause trouble. He's really courting death!"

"Lord Pixiu, since you're not an enemy, why don't we join forces to capture Shi Changsheng?" Tiangou suddenly said. "He sneaked into the Demon Realm Ancestral Court. Without us opening the entrance, he can't get out. This is a rare opportunity. We can capture him here now!"

"Who do you think you are?" Pixiu glanced at him disdainfully. "If the Demon Ancestor was still around, Shi Changsheng would naturally be trapped if he dared to enter the Demon Realm Ancestral Court. But now that the Demon Ancestor is missing, this Demon Realm Ancestral Court can't even trap me. Do you think you can trap Shi Changsheng?"

Tiangou was stunned. That's right. This demonic beast youth could come in by himself. From what he said, he seemed to know Shi Changsheng's background, and he was also a big shot.

The Demon Realm Ancestral Court might not be able to trap him.

"Have we forgotten something? Shi Changsheng pretended to be Yao Buqi and came in. What about the real Yao Buqi?" He Yuan suddenly said. His gaze naturally landed on the real Yao Buqi.

Although Yao Buqi had become Sun Chuang, Sun Chuang was a follower that Yao Buqi had brought.

"Who are you?" He Yuan's gaze turned sharp.

Yao Buqi had just taken half a step back involuntarily when He Yuan was already in front of him. A hand pressed on his shoulder, causing him to go limp instantly.

"Keep him alive!" Tiangou shouted.

He Yuan had no intention of killing anyone. With a flip of his wrist, a Demon Mirror appeared in his hand. He shone it at Yao Buqi, and the true form of Yao Buqi appeared in the Demon Mirror.

"You're Yao Buqi?" He Yuan said coldly. "Very good. It seems that you colluded with Shi Changsheng to help him enter the Demon Realm Ancestral Court, right?"

"I'm innocent, my lords," Yao Buqi shouted. "I was forced into a corner. Shi Changsheng threatened to kill me. I really don't dare to say it."

"Hmph, you are the one who benefited the most from Shi Changsheng obtaining the position of the Holy Son of the Demon Realm. Why didn't he become another demonic beast but you?" He Yuan said coldly. "Hurry up and explain what collusion you have with Shi Changsheng and where he's hiding!"

"Lord He Yuan, I really don't know where Shi Changsheng is or why he chose me." Yao Buqi continued to cry out injustice. He would never admit that he had really colluded with the humans and hidden them on the Two Region Mountain.

That would be courting death.

Now, as long as he didn't admit it, these Demon Kings might not really kill him for the sake of his parents.

Moreover, he had a faint feeling that Zhou Shu hadn't left yet. He was definitely hiding nearby.

If he didn't betray him, with his style, he probably wouldn't watch him die. But if he betrayed the human army, he would really be dead.

From the appearance of Pixiu to Zhou Shu's escape, Yao Buqi had thought of countless possibilities, and the strategy he had set for himself after thinking for half a day was to make himself a victim. Anyway, I definitely didn't collude with Shi Changsheng!

"Lords, I definitely didn't collude with Shi Changsheng. If you don't believe me, you can test me with your divine abilities. I don't even know who Shi Changsheng is. How could I collude with him?" Yao Buqi said loudly.

He wasn't lying. He really didn't collude with Shi Changsheng. He colluded with Zhou Shu.

"I swear on the Great Dao that if I colluded with Shi Changsheng, then I will never be able to improve my cultivation in the future!"

The Demon Kings frowned. He actually dared to swear on the Great Dao. Could it be that he really didn't collude with Shi Changsheng?

"How could someone like Shi Changsheng cooperate with a first-rank demonic beast? You're underestimating him too much." Pixiu spoke with confidence, making Yao Buqi feel grateful. Pixiu was a good demonic beast.

"Since Shi Changsheng has already taken away the divine weapon in the Demon Realm Ancestral Court, it's useless to stay here." Pixiu's gaze swept across the Demon Kings. "Your cultivation levels are barely acceptable. From now on, listen to my orders. I want to dig Shi Changsheng out of the Demon Realm!"

"Lord Pixiu, you want to deal with Shi Changsheng? Alright, we will definitely cooperate fully!" Demon King Ao said loudly.

Tiangou, He Yuan, and the others rolled their eyes. What right do you have to represent us? We don't even know the origin of Pixiu. Why should we deal with Shi Changsheng with you?

Tiangou and the others were not stupid. Shi Changsheng was clearly an impressive figure. How much risk would they have to take to deal with him?

He Yuan coughed twice and said, "Lord Pixiu, my cultivation is low, and I'm injured. I'm afraid I can't help much."

Pixiu glanced at He Yuan and said coldly, "It's even better if you're injured. You can be bait to lure Shi Changsheng out."

"Lord Pixiu, as I said, I can't help much. You should find someone else." After all, He Yuan was a dignified Demon King. How could he be controlled by others? He said coldly, "Everyone, the selection of the Holy Son of the Demon Realm will be held at another time. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Stop!" Pixiu said coldly. "Did I allow you to leave?

"You don't seem to understand the situation. I'm not discussing it with you. I'm giving you an order. Either you listen to my orders, or you can die." The light on Pixiu's body exploded, and his aura rose.

He Yuan's breathing stagnated, and he involuntarily took two steps back. His face revealed shock. "How dare you?"

"Why wouldn't I dare? You can try!" Pixiu said coldly. Killing intent shot out from his eyes as he locked onto the He Yuan.

"He Yuan, they've already bullied you to this extent, but you still don't dare to fight back. Are you still a man?" A voice suddenly sounded. "I'm sorry, I misspoke. Are you still a male demon?"

Before the voice finished speaking, a white halo descended from the sky and enveloped Pixiu.

"Oh no!" The expression of Demon King Ao, who had just regained his mobility, changed drastically. This white light was the divine ability that had bound him previously. With a flash, he flashed hundreds of meters away.

"Hmph, do you think I'm one of these weaklings? No matter how good your divine ability is, you still have to be able to attack me!" Pixiu shouted coldly and dodged the light.

"All Demon Kings, attack with me!" He clenched his fists and punched in the direction of the voice.