This Gun I Like (Revised)

"Ah!"

With a miserable scream, Demon King Jiao let go. The dangerous black divine spear and the black Black Carved Flag in his hands fell from the sky.

The golden rope shone, driving Demon King Jiao nearly mad.

He tried to snap the rope with his profound cultivation, but to his shock, when the Dao practice of his Taiyi Loose Immortal realm struck the rope, it was like a clay ox entering the sea—vanishing without a trace, with not the slightest effect.

Watching the two treasures fall, Bull Devil King's eyes instantly went straight. Then he looked at the struggling Demon King Jiao, his gaze flickering.

"What exactly is going on? Looking at this, it doesn't seem like he's using a self-injury ruse to trick me so he can kill me and silence me..."

In truth, Bull Devil King did not trust Demon King Jiao either.

Ever since he had arrived at Sea-Covering Palace at the bottom of the North Sea and discovered that the Demon King Jiao he knew still had such another layer of identity behind him, he had known that the Demon King Jiao he knew was not as simple as he had once thought.

Just now, they had already beaten Lu Chuan into retreating, but then this sudden moth of a mishap had appeared. He seriously suspected that Demon King Jiao was trying to lure him over and stab him in the back.

But the situation before his eyes did not quite look like that either.

After hesitating for a moment, Bull Devil King suddenly dove downward like a plummeting bolt and shouted, "Brother Jiao, your treasures are about to be lost! You can't move right now, so I, Old Ox, will help you keep them for now..."

"You..."

Demon King Jiao was so furious flames