When she turned around, the jade beads shattered into pieces, and the Demon Lord's dark eyes turned blood-red.
Among the demons, the young witch holding a jade gourd wine in her hand showed a surprised look, and at the same time, her hands subconsciously covered the shaking coffin in her purse.
The wind was strong, and the crowd of crow demons kneeling on the ground moved away, and a young man came walking alone with a sword and an umbrella.
He claimed to be Liuhe from the Demon Realm. He was dressed as a demon, with blood feathers swirling and dancing all over his body. The bright red demonic energy flowed through his clothes as he walked, forming a natural aura.
But at this moment, he and the demons kneeling on the ground had completely different temperaments. Walking among the demon generals, his self-reliant appearance seemed to be so incompatible with everything around him.
This was such a person who ran into Ning Feiyan's sight without warning.
She seemed to understand the words just now, but also seemed not to understand a single word.
She watched with deep eyes as Bailian separated from the crowd, walked to this side of the world, and settled on the petals that had fallen from the rain.
The edge of the glazed umbrella has a faint, watery light rolling around it, glittering and translucent, reflecting a faint warm halo like a clear sky after rain.
The rain is gone and the clouds are far away, and the scenery is full of love and charm. At this moment, some true meaning can be seen from the thin edge of the umbrella.
The wind ruffled her clothes, and Balian's soft black hair flew against her cheeks. He glanced at her as if inadvertently, his slightly raised eyes were still and deep, his eyes were clear and there was nothing complicated or special. mood.
He stopped under the stage of time, and the leaves of the green trees were swaying in the wind, falling rustling on the umbrella in his hand. Ning Feiyan's eyes fell on him, and then she realized that he had changed the umbrella at some point. Wearing the clothes of Xianling City.
The dark purple clothes are embroidered with dark flowing cloud patterns on the inner sleeves of the collar, and the long black hair is tied up with only a simple sapphire hairpin.
Ning Feiyan had never seen him wear this outfit before, but it felt very familiar.
However, before she could think about where this sense of familiarity came from, the boy holding the umbrella casually inserted the dark ancient sword in his hand into the ground, took out an iron plate from his sleeve, and handed it to Ning Feiyan:
"Last night, I was playing chess with Lord Ninghe. Unknowingly, it was dark and dark at night, and it was difficult to distinguish for a moment. I took this thing by mistake. It is such a precious thing. I hope Lord Ninghe will keep it carefully. If anyone is interested, I can take it. , but it’s not good.”
The iron card in his hand turned out to be her identity battle token.
Ning Feiyan was thinking a lot. She nodded calmly on the surface, took the iron plate and put it away, but she was at a loss in her heart.
She originally suspected that Balian had stolen her token and teamed up with the Demon Lord to harm her.
Just now in the side hall, he said it was not him, and she thought he was lying.
Now, he brought his battle order in front of him and said that he took the token by mistake. Ning Feiyan felt that he was lying again.
"Is it you?!" Milu looked at Bailian with a murderous look on his face and stood up suddenly.
In the battle at the Bronze Gate, he destroyed both of his wings and broke his spine. He had not yet sought revenge on him for this great grudge, but now he was so bold that he sent it to him himself.
Yihe Shuci did not recognize the young man in front of him. When he heard that he called himself Liuhe in the Demon Realm, and saw that he was surrounded by blood feathers, he knew that his identity was not false.
It's just that the Blood Feather River has been lost to the world for thousands of years. Why did Jin Xi suddenly recognize his master and return? She turned her head and looked at Milu with a malicious look on her face: "Your Highness, do you know him?"
Mi Lu said bitterly: "He did a lot of harm to me inside the Bronze Gate, and he deserves to be punished for his crime!"
Bailian calmly pressed his palm on the top of the hilt of Tiance Junshan's sword and said calmly: "The situation was forced by the situation at that time. In order to save His Majesty the Demon Lord, I had no choice but to do it. I hope His Highness Milu will forgive me."
Ning Feiyan, who had entered the Bronze Gate with Burial Heart, looked surprised and pretended to be puzzled: "What are you doing at the Bronze Gate, Your Highness?"
Mi's face was suffocated. He entered the Bronze Gate and worked with Burial Heart to prevent the demon king from being resurrected. He was acting in secret. Although he had a noble bloodline, after all, he was just a young king at this moment. He could not bear the name of regicide.
If he insists on taking this opportunity to attack him at this moment, it will be tantamount to giving the devil a reason to punish and kill him.
Killing eight hundred enemies and losing a thousand to yourself is nothing better than this.
Too many words and many mistakes, Milu gritted his teeth unwillingly and remained silent.
However, the sudden appearance of Balian's strange face puzzled countless demons at the Jungui Banquet.
"This young man calls himself Liuhe in the Demon Realm? When did the new Demon Lord appear? It's such a big deal, why have you never seen His Majesty prepare a decree to name him?"
"It's true that the aura in his body is that of Mohe, but what did he just say? He wanted to challenge Lord Shuci, not Lord Feiyan? Then why did Lord Feiyan admit the fight just now?"
"What on earth is going on?"
Not to mention that the thoughts of these demon soldiers and generals were in a mess, even Ning Feiyan's mind was already in a mess.
She tried her best to maintain a calm appearance, but there were too many doubts in her heart.
The Demon Lord's appearance of vowing to force her into a desperate situation definitely didn't seem to be fake. It was obvious that the battle order placed in the first box was the one that belonged to her, but why did it appear on his body again at this moment?
As smart as Ning Feiyan, a thought arose in his mind, but he felt it was extremely ridiculous.
This is the devil's world, and there are evil spirits lurking on all sides who choose people to eat.
Human nature is inherently evil, not to mention the demons that are born from evil in this dark place. She has never expected anyone in this demonic hell to lend a helping hand to her.
However, the cold token in his sleeve was extremely reassuring, lying there instead of in the cannibal box.
So, whose token is in the box at this moment?
She couldn't help but look up at the Time Stage.
The demon king who was originally standing on the long steps appeared in front of the case at some point. The black black iron box was abandoned at her feet and was quickly engulfed in flames.
A pitch-black token was being held in her hand. Look, on the token, the ancient seal character 'LU' was engraved on both sides.
The battle order that fell into a box really belonged to Liuhe.
The fierce firelight reflected her deep pupils, which were filled with the remains of the ghostly light that had been shattered.
She stood there without saying a word for a long time, and finally slowly raised her head, staring at Bai Lian without blinking.
I don't know if it was Ning Feiyan's illusion, but His Majesty the Demon Lord looked the same as before, but there was a faint hint of dangerous aggression in his eyes.
Even though the feeling of danger was not directed at her, just looking at it from a distance, she could feel a chilling and terrifying aura.
Even Shu Ci frowned as if he was feeling uncomfortable, looking at Balian with a hint of weirdness.
Where did this young man come from, to be able to anger His Majesty the Demon Lord to such an extent?
Three thousand long steps away, the oppressive force around the Demon Lord became more and more obvious, but there was a smile on her face, a very light smile that was inexplicably cold.
"Today, are you challenging Shu Ci as Liuhe in the Demon Realm?"
Balian looked along the long fire and replied seriously: "Yes."
The token in her hand suddenly twisted and turned into a pool of burning red molten iron, slowly dripping out from between her palms and fingers. The smile on the corners of the Demon Lord's lips grew brighter: "Did you know Those who enter my demonic sect will remain a demonic sect for the rest of their lives. Even if their bodies die and rot in the future, they will not be buried in the soil of the human world."
Balian's eyes flickered for a moment, and Ning Feiyan saw this scene clearly, but soon, his expression returned to calm: "Yes."
Hearing this, the Demon Lord actually laughed out loud, as if he had encountered such an interesting thing for the first time in his life.
The curve on her lips deepened, but the smile on her face never reached her eyes. She raised her eyes, and there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in her casual voice.
"You promised Liuhe that I would be the demon king. In this way, you are the minister and I am the king. When you return to the banquet, you should be bowed down by the whole court."
She stared at the figure in the audience from a distance. Through the heavy firelight, she seemed to see the souls of two lives in one body. There was a bit of bitterness on the brows, and a cold voice came from her thin lips. He spat it out in a harsh tone: "You, can you kneel down to me?!"
Ning Feiyan's heart tightened silently. She knew that during that night of love, he had vaguely said the word "traitor A'luo". In the eyes of the demons, he was just Liuhe.
But she knew what great significance the Demon Lord's intention contained at this moment.
She turned her head and saw that Balian frowned deeply, but soon, his brows relaxed and he regained his composure. He held an umbrella and sword, his back as straight as bamboo, and knelt down upright: "Meet the devil." Your Majesty."
The female devil's eyes were as dark as ink, and there was no expression on her face anymore. She looked inexplicably penetrating: "Are you so eager to seek death?"
Bailian's eyes were calm, without any waves, but very determined: "The battle has not started yet, and the outcome of life and death is unknown."
Mi Lu, who wished that Bai Lian would die in Shu Ci's hands earlier, immediately sneered and said: "Now that the battle order has been placed in the box, I, the young master, can start this battle."
He smiled sinisterly, looked at Shu Ci and said profoundly: "This is after all a great hero who saved our Demon King, Lord Shu Ci, please be more merciful."
Although he didn't know what was going on, the current situation was really playing into his hands.
Ning Feiyan didn't need to challenge Shuci, so there was no reason to be exiled to the wasteland.
Shu Ci ignored Mi Lu, just glanced at Balian lightly, and said: "I'll wait for you in Ye."
Then Yu Guang entered that small world decisively.
Balian stood up with his sword, and followed him into the same green leaf.
At this moment, it was noon. Amidst several rumbling thunders, the outline of the big sun above the sky was split by a ray of moonlight. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the scarlet blood moon slowly rose from the horizon in the distance. rise.
Under the Demon Lord's increasingly gloomy and cold gaze, thousands of miles away, the entire Demon World was shrouded in an ominous crimson color.
A figure hurriedly came from a distance. The Akabane Witch, who had an unattractive face, saw the movement and quickly and quietly teleported behind the figure. She reached out to grab her shoulders and dragged the person into the hidden dark shadow. among.
Su Jing turned back and looked coldly at the witch wearing Akabe costume.
That witch is none other than the eldest lady of Cangwu Palace, Yin Baishuang, who entered the demon world with her.
She casually formed a seal to suppress the violent vibrations of the small coffin in her purse. Due to the influence of the crimson moon's aura, any demons and ghosts on the demon soil would become ferocious and violent.
This coffin is a treasure in the middle of nowhere, and it can still preserve a trace of clarity in a short life.
But if the coffin is opened and released, there is no guarantee that the situation like two hundred years ago will not happen again.
"Why are you so crazy? You are running around! Just now I saw the corpse demon boy. He actually recognized himself as the master of Liuhe in the demon world."
Yin Baishuang frowned solemnly and looked into Su Jing's cold eyes: "You missed a good show. That kid sought his own death and issued a war order to Shu Ci. Now he has entered the world of Qingye. "
The last remaining trace of blood on Su Jing's face was gone, and only a ray of eye-catching blood slowly overflowed from her pale lips.
The world of Qingye contains three thousand realms.
Every green leaf in the world is different, and what Bai Lian is living in is a silent and snowy night.
The snow on the ground was ankle deep, and the sound of strong wind blowing snow could be heard in my ears.
He looked at the young girl standing barefoot on the snow, her torn knee-length skirt fluttering in the wind. In the dark night, the girl's eyes were empty and she was staring at him in vain.
Her head suddenly tilted, and her green-grey lips slowly opened: "Can I understand your behavior as... your intention to save Ning Feiyan's life?"
Balian shook his head and looked at her: "I just want to have a fight with you."
"Lie." The wind rose from the ground and rolled up the scattered snow.
Shu Ci looked at him expressionlessly: "Although I don't have the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, my ability can sense the emotions of others. You are lying and you can't deceive me."
Balian was startled, then smiled and said, "Is this important?"
Shu Ci's tilted head slowly turned around: "Indeed, this is not important, but I am very curious about how you changed the battle order to Liuhe's battle order."
Balian imitated her actions just now, tilted his head, and looked at her with a rigid look: "I don't think this is something worthy of your special attention, Lord Shu Ci."
Shu Ci's brows suddenly rose. She didn't like others to imitate her habitual movements. She felt that she was offended by this, so she was very angry.
She decided to kill the ignorant young man in front of her.
The wind and snow suddenly became crazy.
Shu Ci's eyes were also extremely indifferent due to the cold wind and snow. She stretched out an arm with her palm facing the earth. In her slender and soft palm, the palm prints were lit up inch by inch, as if she was sleeping in the tomb of the eternal dead. The awakened demon opened its eyes.
The five fingers formed a hook, and the ground covered with continuous snow suddenly rolled like waves!
A spine like a huge whale in the deep sea broke through the snow surface like a dragon rising up. The earth cracked for thousands of miles, and the snow fell like a waterfall, one after another, falling into the cracks of the abyss.
Shu Ci raised his little hand and held one end of his spine. He couldn't see how to exert force, but the huge dragon-like spine vibrated at a terrifying frequency.
There was a clicking sound between the bones, and in the blink of an eye, it threw out a powerful arc, hitting the young man heavily and brutally.
Before the crack spread to his feet, Bailian jumped up high, and the Qiu Shui Sword turned into several clear sword lights, carrying his body and flying out quickly.
The spine was huge, but its movement was as fast as thunder. As soon as the Qiu Shui Sword reached his feet, Bai Lian's entire sight was occupied by bones.
