long night walk

Chapter 691

Yunrong's face was cold, and he said: "You have always acted so arrogantly and rudely, doing your own way, and you don't care about other people's wishes for what you believe in, even if you regret it, you still have to hold it in the palm of your hand. What you want alone, since you are determined to make him Fengjun—"

"today--"

"In front of your people and courtiers, I will officially declare to you, your Fengjun, your husband, I have snatched it!"

Under the long frost of sword energy, her eyes were piercing: "I, Yunrong, swear by my life that the six realms will be immortal, and the four seas will be inexhaustible. You! Never get him!"

Not take him away, but snatch him away.

Ah Rao was so angry that her body trembled and her eyes went crazy.

Yun Rong pressed the burning fire in his palm, looked at the Demon Lord in the fire light, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his lips.

She leaned forward and lowered her head, and in front of all living beings in the demon world, she gently and slowly took a lock of Bai Lian's long hair, and kissed it.

This is the Qin people's gift of kissing and sending, and it is for the husband and wife to wish for a lifetime of Changan, to treat Jianjia together, and to accept the meaning of the ancient vows.

It is also a ceremony for the main wife to declare sovereignty. Most of them are used by big women to demonstrate and warn concubines or outside women.

Seeing this scene, the demons couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

The evil beast's big troubles have not been resolved yet, and the sword cultivator woman in the world actually took advantage of the fire to rob His Majesty the Demon King and started robbing men.

Is the woman from the Tianxi Sword Sect so fierce that she launched a love-infatuated youth madness, to come to a man with a gun?

It is truly a feat unprecedented in history.

The person who snatches the relative is not the witch who is the overlord of the demon world, let alone the prince or daughter of any clan.

It was the sword master of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi from the head of the righteous way in the world, who snatched away their master of the six rivers in the devil world.

Is there any reason for this?

That posture was like robbing the master of the village, he was knocked out and threw it into his arms, so neatly that there was no ambiguity at all.

What's even more astonishing is that His Majesty, who thought he was a human female cultivator, was vaguely inferior.

In front of that dignified and quiet woman, His Majesty is more like a lion cub fighting for food to protect its territory.

With furry hair, teeth bared, and a vicious look, it's not as good as being knocked out with a stick.

Even the teeth and the prey in the mouth were snatched away by life.

Yun Rong put down Bai Li'an's hair, and in the sky and fire, fled far away with a sword riding frost and waves.

A group of demon officials watched from a distance as the fury in the eyes of His Majesty the Demon Lord was burning desperately and intertwined, slowly spreading into a crazy disaster capable of destroying the world.

The arrogance of being a demon lord finally experienced a devastating blow, and the extreme resentment almost tore her in two.

Ah Rao's pupils had completely turned crimson, and her fiery and violent eyes were hotter than the sea of ​​fire.

"Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!"

A cloud of dark devilish energy was brewing in her palm, and she raised her hand.

The demonic energy entangled and rotated like endlessly, rolling up the sky full of fire and thunder, and pulling out the wind to roll up a giant dragon that gathered the power of the four elements of wind, fire, thunder, and electricity.

The giant dragon became bigger and bigger, whistling and circling around Ah Rao with a terrifying aura.

The world, which was originally far apart, seemed to be smaller and smaller under this giant dragon, and the air on the battlefield seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

The enchantment of the entire royal city suddenly disintegrated, and the shocking power of electric flames, long winds, and thunder became more and more intense. It seemed that the pressure of mountains and seas in the world seemed to be pushed away from her palm.

The magic power under his palm let out a battle roar as if the king came to the world. In the earth-shattering earthquake, the giant dragon came to the earth again, the earthquake palace collapsed, and the towering pillars were crushed to powder.

Half of the evil beasts above the Shinto and the demon officials and generals were bombarded and killed regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, and all the palaces and towers were razed to the ground.

The thunder was furious, and all directions were destroyed!

The evil beasts swept by her demonic energy were directly reduced to ashes, and no remaining flesh and blood were reborn and recovered.

The demon ministers were even more miserable, and their souls were scattered directly under the monstrous hostility of anger, and the remaining group of survivors were ashamed, covered with messy injuries, staring at the huge space that was swept out in front of them with palpitations and dry mouths, their souls were all shaken !

The only remaining arm of the buried heart was also in a panic just now. In order to protect himself, he was smashed into mud. He was sprayed with blood all over his body, and his eyes were extremely dark.

The demon officials were already in a mess, looked at 'Daoman Wang' with a cold face, and asked sharply: "What's going on?!"

Sikong didn't think the excitement was getting bigger and bigger, he spread his hands, and said: "The Qianyuan cauldron that can restrain this group of evil beasts is naturally not fake, before asking me about this, you might as well think about whether you prepared it yourself There is a problem with the buried heart seed."

"This is absolutely impossible!" A stern look appeared in Buried Heart's eyes: "This seed was inherited from the old monarch, and there is absolutely no way it is fake!"

Sikong said: "Then there is only one possibility left."

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and suddenly smiled and said, "I'm afraid that your Majesty the Demon Lord is not hiding his true strength?"

Burying Xin's brows sank, her heart turned cold.

The contemporary Demon Lord is much younger than His Royal Highness Milu, only more than 1000 years old, excluding the thousand years of exile in the two places of Immortal Tribulation.

Her real cultivation time is only a few hundred years, and she can kill Mohe Shuci who has been cultivated in the Thousand Tribulations Realm.

The Demon Lord has never shown his true strength in front of people, but through deduction and judgment, his cultivation base is at most the peak of a thousand calamities.

Hundreds of years of magic cultivation, the peak of a thousand calamities.This unmatched talent is probably even inferior to the old devil.

If she still hides her strength on this basis...

I didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"It's kind of interesting." Sikong seemed to have noticed something suddenly, raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face grew wider.

Burying Xin's pupils flickered, and only then did he realize that in this messy and chaotic place, the man didn't see any injuries on his body, not even the hem of his clothes was in a mess.

Thin dust and mist surrounded him, gathering and dispersing like smoke. The man's sleeves flicked lightly, and after careful consideration, it seemed that there was a kind of airy atmosphere borrowed from his bones.

Burying Xin was distracted for a while, and subconsciously asked: "What?"

Burying heart lightly smiled and said: "Your Majesty the demon king is amazing, he was able to get a source of gods, it's no wonder he was able to survive in the Qianyuan cauldron, and he even refined the fire of the oven, it's amazing sharp."

He seemed relaxed and praised with a smile, but the raging fire in his eyes exposed the majestic waves in his heart.

Burying heart and pupils shrinking sharply!

Respect the source of the gods!

He looked around in disbelief, and Jing Sikong pointed out that he caught the silver-white spirit flowing between Ah Rao's right hand with extreme viciousness.

It is a spiritual energy that is different from heaven and earth. It is bright, pure, sacred, and powerful, and it can be called the masterpiece of the Six Realms.

After living such a long time, he was only lucky enough to see the source of the immortal god once in the land of the succubus in the forest of Beiyuan.

Shenyuan can be said to be the second life of an immortal. If Shenyuan is not lost, even if the body dies, it will be reincarnated with reincarnation.

For the gods, the loss of the god source is a great shame and shame, and he would rather leave the jade in pieces than leave it in the hands of others.

Not to mention the gods of respecting immortals, even the gods of golden immortals are rare in the world.

And the devil, she actually has the source of the gods? !

And judging from the holiness of the spiritual flow, it is far more powerful and sacred than the divine source lost by the emperor back then.

Although at this moment it seems that only half of the god source is left, but only by looking at him from a distance, people can't help but feel a sense of worship and surrender in their hearts.

Presumably, the half of the precious divine source lost to Xiaoshang was probably used to refine and tame the Qianyuan cauldron, to fight against the sun, the flames and the thunder.

However, how could she, a demon king born from abandoning demons, have the means to obtain such fetishes? !
Depriving the origin of the gods is undoubtedly a violation of the laws of the sky, she is so daring!
There was a turbulent wave in Buxin's heart, and he frantically speculated who the source of this god came from.

Is it Di Jun?Or Ehuang?Or Haotian? !

These are all ancient immortals who have lost their traces of immortality. There have been no traces of immortality in the six realms for ten thousand years.

Unable to think about these things carefully, the demon officials who are still alive see the majestic power of the demon king and his power over the world, how dare they feel half-hearted in disobedience.

More importantly, since she was able to survive the Qianyuan cauldron, it meant that the Fenxin seedlings were not eaten for her, and she was obviously not responsible for the evil beast's catastrophe.

Listening to Bunny's out-of-control questioning about King Man's words, the demons present were not fools, how they couldn't guess what happened today is inseparable from Bunny's heart.

They couldn't help feeling great hatred in their hearts, but because the evil beasts in the city were still alive and the space fragments were shattered, the demonic power of the golden sea poured into the demon world.

They knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down their faces, confessed their sins and kowtowed their heads: "The ministers deserve to die, but they have committed crimes against the king with their own bodies, ten thousand deaths cannot redeem them!"

"Your servant should die forever!!!"

Milu Shaojun was provoked by the cries of these demon officials, his head was about to split, his eyes were red, and he cursed angrily: "A group of villains who follow the wind! Today is just, this is this bitch!" People did it intentionally, you didn't miss her crazy behavior just now, she killed so many capable ministers and generals, why are you still kneeling at her?!"

A demon official said: "Your Highness, Shaojun, please don't say a few words? If Wang Daoman hadn't used His Majesty's biological mother to force him, His Majesty would have started to kill in anger?"

"That's right, besides, Lord Buried Heart said that this group of evil beasts were summoned by the Burning Heart Seed as a medium. If His Majesty is really the mastermind of today's incident, these evil beasts may have already gathered to attack, but You see, the target of this group of evil beasts is obviously not His Majesty."

Standing in the midst of the fiery dragon and gale, the demon king Ah Rao looked down at the ruins of all beings coldly, and his voice was piercingly cold: "Erhe buried his heart, turning black and white! Turning a deer into a horse! The following offends the superior, slanders the emperor, and from today onwards, despise the Demon River." If you are demoted to a serious crime, you will be killed on the spot!"

She flipped her hand and stamped the sky with her palm, like a piece of the sea capsized, very fast but without any fireworks.

The expressions of all the demons changed drastically, and before they even had time to say anything, they saw that Bunny's gaze was still on his face, but his body suddenly exploded, being crushed and turned into a pool of blood mist, floating in the air without falling or falling.

The authority belonging to Erhe slowly rose from the blood mist. Gain's master famously beheaded the river lord Buxin, and the power of the river lord's authority would naturally return to the demon king.

only……

click...

A crisp sound.

In the condensed blood mist, a small puppet that broke into two pieces fell on the ground. The puppet was wrapped tightly with blood-soaked hair, and a purple mansion was sealed in the middle.

"Puppet art?" Ah Rao snorted coldly, her brows and eyes darkened: "It's all ghost tricks."

Obviously, Buried Heart's body is not here, and the one who was killed was just a puppet stand-in.

Not enough Even so, Ah Rao still withdrew the power of Erhe's authority, and making such a puppet close to the main body obviously took a lot of painstaking effort and price.

Ah Rao didn't intend to beat the dog in the water at all, she glanced at Wang Cheng lightly, and said: "Today's wedding banquet is not completed, but Master Si Chen, the Feng Jun, do you recognize it or not?"

Her tone was dangerous, as if if she didn't hear an answer that met the standard in her heart, she could kill all directions again at any time.

You Mo hurriedly opened his mouth obediently: "In such a big demon world, there is only one Lord Feng, and that is Lord Sichenhe! He is Your Majesty's Lord Feng, and no one else can have a finger in his hand! Please also issue an order to kill him, and we will do it." The Four Swords of the Sword Sect will strangle Fu Zhu as soon as possible, take back Lord Feng, marry His Majesty at a certain date, and form a good relationship with you."

After hearing this, the demons wondered, isn't the most urgent task now to deal with the endless stream of evil beast legions in the space debris as soon as possible?

Your Majesty entered Qianyuan Ding and his party without any damage. Obviously, the host of the buried heart species is someone else, and the army of evil beasts is out of control. Obviously, it is difficult for this host to continue to hide. At this time, shouldn't the host be killed first, to relieve the serious trouble, and then find Feng? Your Highness?
Ah Rao ignored all kinds of advice from below, her eyes were gloomy, and she looked at the half of Shenyuan in her hand.

In fact, none of the buried hearts were guessed correctly. This divine source did not come from the Emperor Jun Ehuang who had been lost for many years.

In the early years, she took advantage of a loophole and succeeded in scheming Kunlun Shencang Nanyi once, and she was extremely lucky to get the power of her half-life god source.

She has accumulated this half of the divine source to nourish her bones and quench her soul, and the divine source of the gods is really like the help of God. If not, how would she be able to make the old devil favor her more, and how could she be able to live in the devil city with the body of abandoning demons? A firm foothold in the palace, with the strength to contend with the seventy and prison magic generals.

Today, she was knocked down into the Qianyuan Cauldron, which is dangerous and inhumane. Due to the interference of the Burning Heart Seed in her body, she will be swallowed up by the oven, and even prepared to sacrifice half of the divine source. Determined, he must also refine the Qianyuan cauldron to keep Shen Qiuzhi's soul safe.

But she didn't know whether it was because she had a high opinion of the legendary magic weapon Qianyuan Ding, or because her luck was against the sky, but the half of the divine source was not damaged at all.

Like burning with poison in the scorching sun, she relied on her own physical strength to easily survive this catastrophe.

Some things that happened smoothly even felt sudden to him.

It's as if the seed of burning heart fruit she ate that day was fake...

and many more!

fake……

(End of this chapter)