Chapter 390

Xu Miaomiao originally thought that You King of the Demon Race could hold back, but he didn't know that on the night they stayed in the inn, King You of the Demon Race came quietly.

The wing room, which was originally dark, suddenly became brighter.

I don't know what secret method the Demon King You used. Even though he was seriously injured by Xu Miaomiao before, it seems that his cultivation has not shown any sign of retreat.

On the contrary, there is a faint trend of cultivation base increasing.

A huge amount of devilish energy wrapped around the body of Youwang Youwang, almost protecting his whole body.

His gloomy eyes fell on Xu Miaomiao's face, and the mark of the demon race at the end of his eyes dazzled him deeply. He slowly sneered mockingly: "It seems that you are really not afraid of death."

"Good to say."

Xu Miaomiao wasn't afraid of the devilish aura on Youwang of the Demon Race, but instead showed him a meaningful smile: "According to this princess, isn't Youwang not afraid of death?"

And Pei Ye stood by her side, holding his natal sword tightly with his knuckle fingers, and the spiritual power in his body was about to emerge.

The small wing room was once in a tense situation.

For a long time, the highly vigilant Demon King You seemed to have thought of something, and stared at Xu Miaomiao in disbelief: "How dare you use the demon's tracking technique on those old immortals!?"

"you guess?"

Xu Miaomiao didn't answer, she leaned lazily on Pei Ye's body, the demon mark at the end of her eyes was faintly shining, and said casually: "My princess calculated the time carefully, the elder of the demon race The ancestors will come to meet King You soon, right?"

"Besides, back then when King You came out of the Demon City and borrowed demon soldiers from his ancestors, wasn't he just looking for the princess under the banner?"

"Now that the princess is finally willing to show up, why do you have a ferocious expression, You Wang, wishing to kill you quickly?"

Xu Miaomiao spoke in a calm and unhurried manner, almost explaining clearly the position of King You of the Demon Race in the Demon Palace.

Even if he has the ambition to unify the demons, so what, there are the ancestors of the demons before, and she, the freshly-baked princess of the demons, no matter what kind of power it is, he will not be allowed to grow alone.

If it weren't for this, the ancestors of the demon clan would not have left for a hundred years and stayed in the demon clan for life.

This time, thanks to King You's banner, he was able to let him step out of the demon palace and go to kill the sword cultivators all over the world.

"Ah."

You King of the Demon Race's face became more and more ugly. As Xu Miaomiao said, he was indeed afraid of the immortals of the Demon Race, but so what?
As long as he kills the little evil in front of him, grabs the magic sword, and leads tens of thousands of magic soldiers, even if those old immortals team up, they will definitely not be his opponent!

"Little villain, don't be too complacent!"

You Wang of the Demon Race said coldly, but he didn't know that just as he said this, a thick spiritual power wrapped in sword intent rushed towards his front.

King You of the Demon Race reacted very quickly to dodge, but his cheek was still scratched by the sword intent, and a hideous scar fell on his face in an instant.

He looked at Pei Ye in disbelief, with a pair of cloudy eyes filled with overwhelming anger: "You deserve to die!"

"Damn you."

Pei Ye said expressionlessly.

He didn't show the slightest fear of the fury of You King of the Demon Race.

Pei Ye's deep eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "If you dare to insult her again, I will pay you ten times as much!"

King You of the Demon Race was instantly shocked by the strong killing intent in his eyes.

 come on, come on~
  Hope to finish the text today~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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