ch 1125.5

"The other brothers, they are mediocre and incompetent, relying on the talent of blood, they have all the ability, but they don't know how to use it. Now they are also afraid of Xianchu Haotu, and it is impossible for them to avenge Di Wen."

"But .

, this may be another opportunity for me."

Di Kun's eyes flickered, and many thoughts passed through his mind.

He had to make the demon ancestor show this maliciousness, and at the same time make Xianchu Haotu pay the painful price he deserves.

In this way, he can stand out among those mediocre older brothers and gain more respect from the demon emperor.

This time, he was so active that he set out to go to the Longling Ancient Region to destroy it, and he also had this consideration in mind.

Opposite the Scarlet Plateau is the other ancient region of Xianchu Haotu, and now many powerhouses are stationed there, terrifying the endless demon region.

Among them, there are many Taoist realms that can compete with Emperor Kun.

Although he has survived six calamities, he is not sure that he can really lead the army of the monster clan to capture the opposite side of the Scarlet Plateau.

"Indeed, this is an opportunity for you."

"If you seize it, you will be the demon emperor in the future demon court…"

Suddenly, an illusory, indistinguishable voice sounded in Di Kun's mind. ringing in.

This voice is as vast as smoke, it is far away, the mountains are far from the sea, and it is very dull, as if there will be no emotional fluctuations.

"Who the hell are you?"

Hearing this, Di Kun was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his complexion suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look around.

On the vast and boundless blood-colored plateau, only the endless blood-colored astral wind blows.

Some scattered corpses rolled and fell into the abyss from time to time, without even making a sound.

If it wasn't for this voice, which was too real, it really resounded in his mind.

Di Kun almost wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Relying on his ability to survive six calamities, he has already stepped into the ancestral realm with half a foot, but he can't catch the source of the sound at all.

I don't know where the sound came from.

There is no fluctuation or breath, and there is no trace or direction to be found. It seems that it came from the depths of his heart.

While this shocked Di Kun, it was also a little creepy.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"What's important is that I can help you become a demon emperor."

This flat, emotionless voice resounded in Di Kun's mind again.

"Help me become a demon emperor?"

Di Kun's expression changed again, suppressing the shock and horror that appeared in his eyes.

He was completely sure that this voice came from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if he knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Don't you want to?" The voice seemed to be making an unintelligible chuckle.

Although it was a chuckle, there was still not much emotional fluctuation.

This made Di Kun even more shocked.

To know such means, even his father could not do it.

As an existence who has survived six calamities, he has been able to completely conceal his destiny.

Everything you think and feel is contained within yourself, so how can you be captured and known by others?

He couldn't help but endure the horror and tried to regain his composure before taking a deep breath and asking,

"How on earth did you know what was in my heart?"

"As long as you have desires, then I can hear your desires. , I live in the hearts of all souls, and I am omnipotent."

The answer of this voice was still flat, and it still did not make any waves.