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Feng Wuhen frowned and said.

"Ximen Chuuxue and several shadow guards have been guarding outside, not allowing anyone to approach."

"Perhaps it was because the pavilion master killed the elders of the demon clan that day, and then summoned the dragon to appear in the world, and suppressed the people of the demon clan. Since then, Guikui has never dared to be presumptuous again, regarded us as honored guests, and ordered that no one should Come and disturb the Pavilion Master."

Lanxinyu replied slowly.

"Where's Feng Li?"

Feng Wuhen frowned and asked, because Lan Xinyu didn't mention Fengli in his answer.

But as soon as he finished asking, his face involuntarily sank, and some images vaguely came to mind.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's question, Lan Xinyu's expression couldn't help changing, and she couldn't help lowering her head.

Seeing Lan Xinyu's expression, Feng Wuhen knew that the images that flashed in his mind were real, Feng Li died, and he died in his own hands.

"Let's not talk about this, as long as the pavilion master is fine, if it is not because of me, the pavilion master will not bring people to Beimang Demon City. The pavilion master's kindness will never be forgotten by Xinyu."

Lan Xinyu looked at Feng Wuhen and said casually.

"Where's his body?"

Feng Wuhen frowned and asked.

"I've already had someone put it away and plan to bury him properly."

Lanxinyu replied slowly.

"The land of Demon City is not worthy of being his burial place, he shouldn't stay here, take him back to Lingdu, that's his home."

Feng Wuhen shook his head and said, his face was full of self-blame.

"Yes."

Lan Xinyu nodded respectfully, a trace of gratitude flashed across her face.

In the final analysis, Feng Li is not from Tianyahai Pavilion, and she came to Beimang only to rescue her. She is also a little surprised that the pavilion master attaches so much importance to Fengli. And it was also to save her at that time, the pavilion master didn't have to do this.

"Let Guikui come and see."

Feng Wuhen hesitated for a moment, then said lightly.

Lan Xinyu agreed, and slowly exited the secret room.

As Lan Xinyu left, Feng Wuhen stood up, raised his hands to look, felt the powerful force flowing in his dantian, and nodded in satisfaction.

He could clearly feel the changes in his body after taking the fourth dragon element, and now his physique has been reborn again, completing a qualitative change.

However, he also gradually realized that there was another evil aura hidden in his body, which was being suppressed by the power of dragon origin, which should belong to the power of the demon god.

But what is gratifying is that the demon god primordial spirit hidden in the sea of ​​spirit has been completely wiped out by the power of dragon origin and the power of the dragon, which prevents him from truly falling into the devil's way and becoming a bloodthirsty devil.

The moment he was controlled by the demon god Yuanshen is still fresh in his memory. Even he couldn't help but feel a little dread in his heart. If the dragon didn't show up at the critical moment that day, he didn't know what he would become. Feng Li was not the only one who died.

Fortunately, Feng Wuhen is still the former Feng Wuhen, but he is not sure whether the evil aura lurking in his body will break through the confinement one day in the future.

While Feng Wuhen was meditating, the sound of footsteps came, and Lan Xinyu re-entered the secret room.

"Pavilion Master, Ghost Chief has arrived."

Following the words, Lan Xinyu silently retreated to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Gui Kui, who was three feet tall, stepped in. Fortunately, the secret room was spacious enough and the door was big enough, otherwise Gui Kui probably would have crawled in.

"See Your Majesty the Demon God!"

Seeing Feng Wuhen awake, Gui Kui knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully.

"I'm not a demon god, and you don't have to make such a big gift to me, don't think that I will let you go."

Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"Since you have inherited the Heaven-Puting and World-Exterminating Devil Art, you are the Demon God himself. No matter what, from now on, my subordinates are willing to lead the demon clan to follow Your Majesty to the death, and only Your Majesty will follow!"

Gui Kui lowered his head and said respectfully, his tone was firm and his attitude was sincere, he was not at all like Feng Wuhen when he first arrived in the capital.

Hearing Guikui's words, Feng Wuhen couldn't help frowning.

It wasn't because of Guikui's sudden groveling, but because Guikui's last words made him a little tempted.

If the Demon Race can really be used by him, maybe it can be used to fight against the Desolate Race and God's Domain Tiangong...

Chapter 333 Conquering the Demon Race

Magic City.

Castle secret room.

"You already knew that I was the carrier of the reincarnation and resurrection of the demon god?!"

Feng Wuhen stared at Guikui who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, but I can feel the breath of the demons in the body of the lord, and I know that the lord must have an inseparable relationship with the demons. I didn't expect you to be the demon god."

Gui Kui replied without thinking, his attitude was still extremely respectful.

"That's why you pretended to be defeated, escaped from Lingdu, and arranged for someone to enter the palace to take her away in advance, just to lure me to Beimang?"

Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes, pointed to Lan Xinyu, and continued to ask coldly.

Now he has understood everything, from the moment the demons appeared in Lingdu City, he has already fallen into the trap of the demons.

The Holy Realm of the Demon Sect is the best place for the awakening of the Demon God, because the luck of the Demon Race there is the heaviest, and the primordial spirit of the Demon God was awakened when Feng Wuhen stepped into the Holy Realm of the Demon Sect.

"That's true, but all these subordinates are only following orders, and the orders of the elders cannot be violated, even if the subordinates are now the suzerain of the demon clan."

Gui Kui nodded and replied.

"You guys are really thinking hard!"

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said.

At first he thought that the demons captured Lan Xinyu just to get the remaining dragon yuan from him, but now it seems that things are much more complicated than he imagined.

"But fortunately, Your Majesty is fine. The reason why we do this is to allow Your Majesty to lead the demons to rise again and leave this forbidden place of death that has been imprisoned for thousands of years."

Gui Kui said a little excitedly.

"No matter what you are for, I don't care. What I care about is that someone died because of me now, so I must have an account to the deceased."

Feng Wuhen said coldly with no expression on his face.

"Everything is subject to His Majesty's instructions."

Gui Kui replied without thinking, as if he was really determined to follow Feng Wuhen, he knew what Feng Wuhen was referring to.

"I want you to choose 1000 people from the Demon Clan to be buried for Feng Li who died in the Holy Land of the Demon Clan three days ago!"

Feng Wuhen looked at Guikui, and said word by word, with an unquestionable attitude.

"As ordered!"

Gui Kui blurted out his answer without thinking too much, as if even if Feng Wuhen let him die, he wouldn't hesitate.

"You can follow me if you want to, but if one day you let me know that you have two hearts, I will never forgive you lightly. At that time, you will definitely let you live or die!"

Feng Wuhen continued coldly.

"The subordinates are willing to follow to the death!"

Ghost Kui replied respectfully.

"Go down!"

Feng Wuhen waved his hand and issued an order to evict the guest.

Gui Kui agreed, and retreated respectfully, never looked up at Feng Wuhen from the beginning to the end, whether it was because of fear or something else.

"Pavilion Master, are you really going to accept him? This man is cruel and scheming, and I'm afraid he will have second thoughts in the future!"

Lan Xinyu looked at Feng Wuhen and reminded with a solemn expression.

"I know, but I still need him, and he can't die now."

Feng Wuhen nodded and said.

The elders of the demon clan and the demon god all died at his hands. He and the demon clan had already formed a deep blood feud. How could Guikui surrender willingly?

But in order to plan for the next step, he can only let Gui Kui go for the time being, hoping that the burial of a thousand demons will make Feng Li go away with more peace of mind.

He has secretly recorded this account.

...

Three days later.

After resting for another three days, Lan Xinyu and Ximen Chuuxue's injuries were almost healed, so Feng Wuhen sent the order to leave Beimang and return to Lingdu.

There are still a lot of things waiting for him to do, and Lan Jian is still recovering from his injuries in the Lingdu Palace, so Lu Xiaofeng and the others should be there as well.

Therefore, Feng Wuhen took Lan Xinyu, Ximen Chuuxue, the few remaining shadow guards, and a total of 3000 people from the demon clan to set off at the same time, left the magic city, and returned in the direction they came from.

Originally there were more than 4000 demons left, but in order to be buried with Feng Li, Gui Kui personally selected 1000 people to be buried alive, and directly built the corpses into the broken city wall.

A group of people left the magic city in a mighty way, passed through the steep ravine, and found the carriage and a dozen horses left in place.

Feng Wuhen got on the carriage again, and Lan Xinyu and others also got on the horse, and they headed towards the dark forest together.

Feng Wuhen also allocated a horse to Guikui, and asked him to accompany him beside the carriage, in fact, to stay by his side to supervise, Guikui's strength, even Ximen Chuuxue was no match for him, he had to watch it himself.

Just as a group of thousands of people were about to step into the dark forest, they suddenly found someone blocking their way.

The leader was dressed in red, holding a token, and behind him stood fifty women in purple, all of whom were holding weapons, viciously.

The carriage stopped slowly, Feng Wuhen slowly walked out of the carriage, and looked at the middle-aged man in red at the edge of the forest.

Although he didn't know the middle-aged man, he knew the women in pink behind the middle-aged man.

God Realm Rakshasa!

The people of God's Domain Tiangong!

It was a bit too coincidental to come here!

"People from the Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm!"

Lan Xinyu frowned and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, if your subordinates are right, the leader should be one of the three gods of God's Domain, Tiangong, Heaven, Earth, and Xuanji, but I don't know which one he is."

Gui Kui also joined the carriage and slowly reported.

"Can you kill him?"

Feng Wuhen asked directly.

"It's been a long time since my subordinates have fought against Shenyu Tiangong. The three major gods are the strongest in the Shenyu Tiangong except for the high priest. Although I don't know which one he is, I can only guarantee that I won't lose. It might not be that easy to kill him."

Guikui said in a straightforward manner.

After hearing this, Feng Wuhen glanced at Gui Kui in disappointment.Originally thought that he had found a pretty good helper, but now he couldn't use it at the critical moment, so he had to do it himself.

"Wait for a long time?"

Feng Wuhen raised his head to look at the red-clothed god, and asked indifferently.

"Fortunately, it's not too long. After all, there is no rush to kill someone."

The red-clothed god tailor shook his head, and said in a cold voice.

"Just you?"

Feng Wuhen couldn't help laughing, looked at the red-clothed god, and asked disdainfully.

"If the Demon God is really resurrected, I am by no means an opponent, but now it seems that you have solved everything. I don't care how you prevented the Demon God's reincarnation and resurrection, but since the Demon God is dead, you are not far from death!"

The red-clothed god tailor said with a proud face.

"Are you blind? Look at how many people are behind me? Even a mouthful of saliva from one person is enough to drown you."

Feng Wuhen couldn't help but said with a smile.

"If you want to kill, it doesn't depend on the number of people. If I want to kill you, no one can stop me!"

The red-clothed god tailor said decisively, extremely confident.

"Really? Then I would like to see it."