Chapter 7768

The demon emperor waved his hand and said, "my soul is deeply rooted, and my fit with the demon ancestor Wutian is getting higher and higher. I can't hold on for long, and I will soon become Wutian completely."

The demon emperor also had memories of the scenes just now. He knew that he was about to lose his grip, although he still had a little idea that could affect the decision of demon Zu Wutian.

For example, ordering the Eternal Lord to leave is actually the influence of the devil's mind.

But he knew that this idea would not last long.

In a short time, a year at most, or even three to five months, his mind will completely dissipate, and this body will belong to the devil ancestor.

Ye Chen and Ren Feifan look pale at each other and feel that the situation is serious.

The demon emperor smiled miserably, took out a long sword, handed it to Ren Feifan, and said, "master Ren Feifan, kill me quickly. I lost the game with Mo Zu Wutian, and I can't implicate you."

He knew that he could hardly hold on, so he just wanted to die quickly so as not to harm others...

He also knew that ye Chen couldn't do it, so he called Ren Feifan to do it.

Ren Feifan was stunned, took the long sword, then nodded and said, "yes! Then you can go on the road with peace of mind."

His voice was very rational and calm, and he waved the sword to cut off the devil's head with a sword.

Ye Chen was shocked and hurriedly stopped Ren Feifan, saying, "master Ren, what do you want to do?"

Ren Feifan said, "I'm willing to admit defeat. He chose to play with the devil ancestor Wutian at the beginning, so he should have expected such a day."

Ye Chen was horrified and said, "master Ren, the demon emperor has helped me many times. You can't kill him, otherwise I will leave a magic barrier in my heart, and there will be no chance of success!"

Ren Feifan's face sank, glanced at Ye Chen coldly, and said, "since you have participated in the gambling, you must have the consciousness of losing everything. If you can't afford to gamble, don't enter the game at the beginning. Now that you lose the gambling, you want not to admit it. Where is it so easy?"

Hearing these words, ye Chen was shocked.

Yes, he and the devil lost the bet.

The price of the loser is naturally desolate. The demon emperor has decided to sacrifice himself to minimize the loss.

But ye Chen didn't realize it.

"Don't gamble if you can't afford to lose. Hasn't anyone taught you?"

"Or do you think you can always win?"

Ren Feifan stared at Ye Chen in a very cold tone.

The demon emperor knelt on the ground and closed his eyes. He was calm and ready to accept death. This is the price of the loser.

Ye Chen bowed his head silently, and his heart was in chaos.

Indeed, he has always won, never lost, and firmly believes that he has great luck and will win forever.

But today, he