Nine suns stepping on the sky

"Master, can you leave the next matter to me?" Ruoxuan said suddenly, with a hint of request in her eyes.

Mo Yu glanced at her, paused for a moment, and said, "Okay."

"Thank you, Master!" Ruoxuan was overjoyed, and couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude, "Next, please ask Master to be wronged."

Taking a deep breath, her figure fell directly towards the altar, and her whole body immediately exuded a bit of the original breath of the beginning of all demons.

Looking at her back, Mo Yu was thoughtful, but didn't say much, and stepped forward to keep up.

"The great priest of the abyssal demon clan, Clotte, see the two envoys!"

On the third floor of the altar, the priest with white beard and hair and wrinkled face spoke again. He put his hands forward and touched his forehead to the bottom, offering the most noble etiquette of the demons.Although a little surprised, the aura of the two messengers was not so strong, but the suppression of the blood that made him tremble made him dare not be disrespectful, and he also used the most ancient and noble language of the demons to speak.

"The great priest doesn't need to be too polite, and all the priests, please get up." A pleasant and clear female voice came, but it was the tone of the underground demons, which was vaguely familiar.

Crote didn't dare to think too much, he should be respectful, then slowly got up, carefully glanced at the two envoys in front of him from the corner of his eye, his eyes widened suddenly, and he lost his voice and said, "Princess Ruoxuan!"

Behind him, the twelve demon priests showed shock on their faces. The princess of the demon dragon clan was actually summoned by the altar of sacrifice. This...what the hell is going on?

Ruoxuan's face was calm, exuding the original aura of the beginning of all demons, she exuded a sense of nobility and majesty, and her demeanor was like a god sitting on a cloud, which made people unconsciously awed.

"Great Priest, now I am the envoy of the Demon Realm."

Her voice was indifferent, but compared with her demeanor, she seemed even more majestic.

Crote was shocked, he didn't know what happened, but the aura of Princess Ruoxuan really made him feel scared.But what frightened him even more was the black-robed man behind her. This man looked calm and calm, and his whole body did not show the slightest aura, but on him, Clotte felt extremely terrifying and majestic, as if with a thought, he Can control his life and death.He had never felt this kind of invisible majesty even in the Demon Emperor.

If Princess Ruoxuan became the emissary of the demon world, the news would definitely have a severe impact on the situation of the entire demon clan, and even cause turmoil in the entire clan.

But in full view, how could she deny her identity when she summoned from the altar?What's more, behind her, there is a very high possibility that there is a real emissary from the demon world!

Thoughts turned quickly, High Priest Crot quickly saluted respectfully, "Yes, Lord Messenger, please forgive me for my rudeness."

The twelve priests were full of twinkling eyes. When they heard that Clotte had confirmed her identity as the envoy, their faces were slightly stiff but they did not dare to say anything more.

Ruoxuan felt relieved, she turned around, looked at the countless prostrating and kneeling demons under the altar, and said in a clear voice: "I, Ogrion Sonata Ruoxuan, the demon dragon, swear as an envoy of the demon world. The day when my demons return to the surface is not far away! All the glory lost by the demons will eventually return!"

Intentionally, its voice spread far away, and was clearly heard under the altar, and was heard by millions of demons.

There was a brief silence, followed by that earth-shattering cheer!

"Long live the messenger!"

"Long live the Demon Dragon Clan!"

"Long live Lord Ruoxuan!"

Countless generations of oppression, the pain of the entire ethnic group, can be completely vented at this moment!Witnessing the arrival of the demon messengers, all the demons are full of confidence in the future of the group!

Among the twelve priests, several people's faces suddenly darkened, with fright and anger in their eyes, but they were suppressed tightly and never burst out.

Crote secretly smiled wryly, but he also knew that Princess Ruoxuan would never miss such an opportunity.

But in this way, I am afraid that a war that will sweep the entire Demon Race will soon come.Although he didn't want to see it, he was powerless to interfere.

"Two messengers, please follow me and rest for a while."

Ruoxuan glanced at him and nodded slightly.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Yu was a bystander. Through the power of the avatar of the beginning of all demons, he was able to detect the mood changes of all the demons on the altar, and naturally guessed something.

But he didn't stop it. After all, no matter what angle you consider, it is a good choice for a controllable queen to appear among the demons.

As for how to accomplish this matter, his eyes flickered slightly, and he gradually began to care about it.

……

The ninth floor of the abyss is controlled by the Demon Emperor's family, so they can naturally get news from the sacrificial altar as quickly as possible.

The Demon Emperor has been on the throne for thousands of years, but he looks only in his thirties. Wearing a black robe embroidered with mountains and rivers, he has a majestic demeanor, and his whole body is filled with endless pressure. He sits on the throne without saying a word, and the space is oppressive. It seems to be solidified.

Below, 77 princes and princesses stood respectfully. No matter how lawless they were outside, they didn't even dare to breathe in the face of His Majesty the Demon Emperor.

"Haotian, she is your fiancée, so you will take her back to the Demon Palace." Finally, His Majesty the Demon Emperor spoke slowly, with a flat voice, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

A handsome demon prince stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Your servant takes orders!"

He paused, seeing that the Demon Emperor did not continue to speak, he respectfully saluted, turned around and strode away.

In the eyes, the cold light shines!

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The eighth floor of the abyss, the hereditary territory of the dragon clan!

"Father, if Xuan returns as an envoy from the Demon World, this is the best opportunity for my Demon Dragon Clan, otherwise one day, the Demon Emperor will attack our Clan! Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to give it a go!" A burly young man said Roar.

"Brother is right, the sky of the Demon Clan is half supported by my Demon Dragon Clan, and the Demon Emperor's lineage is unrighteous, so don't blame us for being ruthless! With the help of my little sister's identity as an envoy of the Demon Realm, even with the Demon Emperor Even if we fight against each other, our Demon Dragon Clan may not lose!"

Another young man interjected, with murderous intent on his face.

The patriarch of the Demon Dragon has a majestic bearing, and his brows are wrinkled. Although he is happy that his beloved daughter is safe and sound, he can't relax a little bit now.

The Demon Sect clan is really on the edge of a precipice, if one wrong step is made, it may be doomed.As the patriarch, he was responsible for all the clansmen, so even though he knew that every minute of delay would make his beloved daughter more dangerous, he remained silent.

"Brother, don't hesitate any longer. Even without Ruoxuan's return, the Demon Emperor will not let us go. So, why not give it a go!" On the lower seat, a man who looked somewhat similar to the leader of the Demon Dragon said in a deep voice , "I'm leaving now, to pick Ruoxuan home personally!"

"Second Brother?" The Dragon Patriarch's voice was low, he glanced at him, and finally nodded slowly, "Take the Eighteen Demon Dragon Guards, and you and Ruoxuan will return safely."

"yes, Sir!"

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