On the other side, where the Demon Sect rested, a strange scene appeared.
The consul of the Demon Sect was already a strong man who had survived the five declines of heaven and man, but at this moment he was kneeling on the ground.
In front of the consul was the Demon Sect disciple who had never taken action before.
Behind the consul, Ting Yixiao, Qiu Bielan and Gui Shangchou knelt respectfully, waiting quietly for the person above to speak.
It was silent for a long time, giving people an inexplicable pressure that could be heard.
"You guys let me down so much..."
The voice was a little hoarse, as if it was caused by not speaking for a long time, but as soon as he spoke, the four people kneeling below became nervous.
"Young Master..." The consul raised his head, but did not dare to meet the man's eyes. He wanted to explain, but he soon realized that his words might be redundant to this man.
"There is no excuse. If you lose by sixty, you lose." He stared at the consul with burning eyes. There was a black flame burning quietly in his eyes.
"Young Master, it's not because we are incompetent, but the three major sects are really well prepared..." Qiu Bielan's eyes were beautiful, and her red eyes were fixed on the person above.
"Bie Lan, you are so presumptuous." But the consul was shouted at. Because when Qiubie Lan spoke just now, he had already used his magic power to enchant the person above him.
But this shout was a forced drink of the charm-breaking power, causing Qiubielan to break the power.
"Gu..."
The corners of Qiubielan's mouth were bleeding, and the bright red on her beautiful cheeks was unusually clear.
The person above was not angry, his eyes were shining brightly, he stared at Qiubilan, and said: "Incompetence is incompetence, don't make excuses."
"Yes." Qiubie Lan didn't know why she said that, but when she looked into those eyes, she suddenly felt that she should say that, which had inexplicable charm.
"Young Master, what should we do now?" the consul asked.
The identity of this person seems to be a mystery. His cultivation is only at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm, but it makes his own demon lord bow his head.
Two years ago, a sudden opportunity allowed the Demon Lord to get acquainted with a person. Unexpectedly, that person turned out to be a very powerful person. He made the Demon Lord surrender with just a few words. As a result, the famous Demon Sect became someone else's lackey, and even the Demon Lord , also became a puppet.
"In three days, I will go on stage in person." There was a bit of sinister look in his eyes.
"Young Master, this..."
"What, you mean I can't defeat them?" The young master followed the consul's words and continued what he had not finished.
The consul did not dare to raise his head. Everyone had witnessed the battle during the day. Xiu Ya had achieved great success in Buddhism, and Yang Pi had been promoted to the Grand Master of Sword Dao. There was only one less exciting fight, but as a consul, he had survived the five declines of heaven and man. For the strong, it is not a secret.
It can be said that the confrontation with the swordsman was the real danger, because the man's sword intent was so strong that Qiubielan's charm skills could not be used at all. He was suppressed at every turn, and in the end he was kicked down. Battle platform.
But when he heard the young master's resolute attitude, the consul knew that he could not change anything, because this person's identity was not something he could disobey.
"That's it. Three days later, I will take action from that swordsman, so that you can see the strength of my Yin Hun." Yin Hun is like a king in the dark night, exuding an astonishing aura, and black flames wrap around the whole body, making people horrified. .
At this moment, even the consul was shocked. Ting Yixiao and others were already geniuses, but compared with this ghost, the consul finally felt what true genius was.
Perhaps, this Young Master Yinhun can really compete with the swordsman Swordsman and others.
"Of course you also remember that this time the Demon Sect has disappointed me." Yin Hun's tone was indifferent and he was very dissatisfied.
After the ghost finished speaking, he turned around, waved his hand, and said, "Step back, don't disturb me." The dark mist blended into the night like a ghost.
As the ghost disappeared, everyone felt that the depressed feeling in their hearts gradually disappeared.
"Elder, who is this Yin Hun young master Jiujiu?" Qiu Bielan also knew very little about this Yin Hun.
"Elder, us?" Ting Yixiao was also very solemn. He was afraid that he would lose the battle during the day, but Ting Yixiao didn't think he was that bad, but every time he faced this person, Ting Yixiao felt that he was really not worth mentioning. .
"The son of the Lord of Yinfeng Valley, he was born with the body of Yinhun." In terms of cultivation, the consul is much stronger than Yinhun, but in terms of aura, it is quite different from Yinhun.
"What? The body of the ghost?" Qiubielan was shocked, because she had learned about this kind of physique before. Due to physical reasons, it makes people become cold, and it ranks at the top of the ranking of physiques.
"It seems that we have all underestimated Yinfeng Valley." Ting Yixiao smiled bitterly.
The Demon Sect has taken refuge in the Shadow Wind Valley, so it naturally has its own plans. As the saying goes, they are just like each other.
The Demon Sect is determined to dominate Liuyun Kingdom, but Yinfeng Valley wants to make a comeback. The two coincide with each other.
"I hope I'm not seeking the skin of a tiger." Gui Shangchou was still calm, but at this moment he also realized the horror of Shadow Wind Valley.
There is only one person in the Mountain Viewing Realm who has such a huge difference in strength from his own.
"Okay, you have been fighting all day, so you should rest early." Seeing that the ghost had left, the consul comforted his disciples. He also knew that they felt uncomfortable after losing the battle during the day.
"Yes." Ting Yixiao and others watched the consul leave.
The night brings a hint of coldness, bringing flourishing vitality to the earth in endless places.
The remaining three sects felt a sense of elation at this moment. Three days ago, they were almost breathless by the Demon Sect. In today's battle, all three sects won, which added a little vitality to the atmosphere of the three sects.
You must know that only half a month has passed since the competition between the five factions.
"I have to say, that Qiubielan is really pretty." Yang Ning looked at Liufeng.
"Yang Ning, what do you mean?" Liufeng looked at Jun Yuyu with innocent eyes, almost crying, extremely nervous.
Because Jun Yuyu was staring at him, as if he wanted to eat someone, and thinking about Yang Ning's performance, looking at Liufeng, he felt even more uncomfortable.
"Liu Feng, do you think the waist of Saint Bielan is slender? Is her skin slippery?" Yang Ning had a wicked smile on her face and glanced at Jun Yuyu from the corner of her eye, looking fearless. .
"Yang Ning, I want to fall out with you..." Liu Liu's voice was a little low, and she was finally a little scared, because Jun Yuyu's anger had already rushed to her head.
"Haha..." Zhao Gang stood aside, looking at Liu Feng who felt desperate, and finally laughed.
Feng Feiyang also had a smile on his face, but suddenly felt a pain in his waist.
"Myolie, I..."
"What's wrong with brother Feiyang? Could it be that the Saint of the Demon Sect has seduced his mind?" Feng Xing'er looked nervous and patted Feng Feiyang's chest, her expression changing rapidly.
"Haha..." Yang Ning laughed, but Liu Feng and Jun Yuyu were left to confront each other.
Seeing Jun Yuyu's angry look, Liufeng didn't dare to act rashly.
A powerful tigress was about to show off her power, even Liu Feng was trembling with fear, not to mention that this tigress was still his sweetheart.
"Brother, farewell..." Although Zhao Gang was slow-minded, his mind was as clear as a mirror at this moment, and he made an instant decision to retreat.
"Brother, Yang Ning fought all day today. I'm going to help him recover..." Feng Feiyang said, pulling Yang Ning and holding the beauty's hand, and exited the house.
Sure enough, not long after, screams came from the room.
Thrilling and tragic...
"Hey, Liu Feng, I said I must have had bad intentions at that time." Yang Ning sneered, said goodbye to Feng Feiyang, and disappeared into the night sky towards the place Yang Zhen said.
Three days, this time can be said to be very short for cultivators, but it is not short, because no one knows what will happen in these three days.
The entire Kirigakure Gate seemed to have received some kind of news and became nervous for a moment.
No one knows where this feeling comes from, but a hazy atmosphere envelopes everyone's heart.
On the third day, a group of people arrived at the resting place of the second prince. Although it was very secretive, Qing Feng, as the headmaster of the Kirigakure Sect, paid close attention to this place.
"Second Prince?"
"Hand over the Demon Lord." The second prince saluted respectfully, which surprised many people who followed the second prince. The person who came turned out to be the Demon Lord.
"Yes." The Demon Lord nodded lightly and said, "My sect's plan this time is very big. I wonder if the second prince has the appetite?" The Demon Sect's face looked very peaceful, but there was a sense of majesty as he looked at the two princes. Prince.
"Since I have chosen you, I believe the Demon Lord will not let me down." As a royal figure and an important member of the royal family, the second prince soon stabilized his mentality.
"Okay, then our sect is ready to go big." The Demon Lord's laughter was unbridled, not restrained because of the presence of the second prince.
"This prince accompanies the Demon Lord to dance in the wind and clouds." The second prince seemed to have changed a lot in an instant. With the Demon Lord's spirit as strong as the sea, he seemed to be assimilated and said: "This time, I believe that the Demon Sect will be able to conquer the three sects, right? "
"Three sects?" The Demon Lord shook his head and said, "There are more than three sects."
"Do you want it?" The second prince was a little shocked.
"I want to eat five sects." The Demon Lord was filled with anger, and his long black hair was flying and dancing with the surge of breath.
"Five sects? This..." The second prince hesitated.
"What, the second prince doesn't think he can?" The Demon Lord looked sideways.
"I..." The second prince was asked and didn't know how to answer. Regarding the relationship between the king and the Kirigakure Gate, the second prince knew better than anyone else. If the demon master plotted against the Kirigakure Gate, his father would never stand by and watch. If it fails, and as the prince, I may not be able to escape the involvement.
"If the Second Prince feels that it is not possible, you can withdraw." The demon master's green shirt was flying, and he was unscrupulous in the spring breeze.
The second prince hesitated for a long time, weighed his thoughts again and again, and finally nodded and said: "Since the Demon Lord has such courage, I, the prince, should accompany me."
The second prince did not withdraw from the group, and it was no longer possible to choose to withdraw at this moment, because he wanted to ascend to the throne, and this was the only way. Only in this way could he ascend to the throne in the future, otherwise it would be impossible.
"Brother, I hope you don't blame me," the second prince prayed in his heart. At the same time, the dark side in his heart finally showed up at this moment.
"Okay." The Demon Lord was so proud that he patted the second prince on the shoulder and said, "When the matter is done, I will definitely not let him down." The words "second prince" were spoken clearly, as if to stimulate the second prince. Like a prince.
The second prince nodded and watched the demon lord leave.
High in the sky, two figures were hidden among the white clouds, their eyes heavy and silent for a long time.
