Everyone in the division is lying down, relying on me to involute and soar up

Entering the Demon Army camp, the two of them moved forward, and finally arrived at the main tent.

Inside the tent, the furnishings are simple but luxurious. Behind the huge screen behind the main seat is a bed.

The seriously injured Demon King was lying on the bed, his pale face could not conceal his stunning look, and his eyes were filled with an eternal chill. He seemed to feel the breath of the visitor. He sat up from the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. Waiting for someone to come.

When Yun Miaomiao and Gu Panpan came, they saw the Demon Emperor sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for them.

"Your Majesty, the people have been brought."

Crow candle bowed his head and knelt down.

"You step back."

The Demon King's voice was a little hoarse.

But with a majesty that cannot be rejected.

Yazhu was startled and couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty..." Is it appropriate to leave two outsiders here?

"I won't say it a second time."

"Yes."

Yazhu retreated angrily.

"Your Majesty, you're fine." Yun Miaomiao looked at him, her eyes falling on his loose collar, which was wrapped in gauze. It was obvious that his injury was there.

"The people from the fairy world plotted against me, and the demon spirit was taken away. I need someone to help me get the demon spirit back." The Demon King got straight to the point, with a complicated look on his face, and his eyes lost a bit of coldness:

"You are their friends. Since they have handed over the treasure of the Demon Realm to you, then I believe that you will not harm the Demon Realm."

"Your Majesty wants us to help you retrieve the demon spirit?" Gu Panpan was also very direct: "The demon spirit should be on the emperor's body now. It is not easy to get it."

In other words, trying to get the demon spirit from the emperor is simply a fantasy.

"You can definitely do it."

The Demon Emperor lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly. No one could see the emotion in his eyes. He calmed down for a long time before saying again:

"Without the demon spirit, I no longer have the power to check and balance the emperor, but you...you are the people of destiny. You can get everything you want. I can't hold on much longer."

"Is it hurt so badly?"

Yun Miaomiao frowned. She took a step forward and forcefully felt the Demon Emperor's pulse.

After reading it, Yun Miaomiao's face turned completely cold.

He was seriously injured, his heart was broken, his life was passing by, and the spiritual energy in his body could not stay and kept dissipating!

"How could this happen?" He was just injured and his heart was broken. If he was strong enough, he could have forcibly renewed it, but the spiritual power in his body was disappearing!

"To get the demon spirit, you must first carve out my heart, and take out the demon spirit from my heart."

After the demon spirit was taken out, those immortals crushed his heart. The demon spirit was hidden in the crystal ball and could not return to his heart. It was the source of life in the demon world. The demon emperor's heart lost its demon spirit, and the demon world's Life will eventually wither.

Yun Miaomiao and Gu Panpan couldn't bear it.

They took a deep breath and waited for a while before saying:

"What do you want us to do?"

"You have in your hands the treasure of my demon world. If you take out the treasure, the people of the demon world will recognize your existence. Regardless of whether you are demons or not, they will obey your orders. I am no longer qualified to be the emperor of the demon world, so ...I want you to take back the demon spirit and take my place."

"In the demon world, there can be two demon emperors."

The two of them were shocked.

"Are you crazy?" Gu Panpan couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

He actually wants to give up the demon world?

How can this be!

"You are the best candidates." The Demon Emperor did not mean to joke. On the contrary, he was very serious:

"You are only one step away from breaking through to the Saint Immortal, and you are already a Saint Immortal. There is no one with the Saint Immortal cultivation in the demon world."

The former refers to Gu Panpan.

The latter refers to Yun Miaomiao.

When the group of immortals came to fetch the demon spirits, they placed poison around his demon palace. That day was the night of the full moon, and every time that day came, he was at his weakest.

They used poison, killed everyone in the Demon Palace, and besieged him when he was at his weakest.

The demon kings in the demon world were not by his side, and they were only golden immortals, so they could not alleviate the situation at all.

In the end, the group of people were hundreds of true immortals. They set up a large formation. Thirty-three of them sacrificed their lives in the formation and finally injured him.

He could have killed them all.

But in the end, another person came, and that was... the emperor's clone.

He didn't know what method he used to suppress his cultivation, and finally, he took away the demon spirit.

"Now, only you can solve all this. There are two emperors in the demon world, and you are well-deserved. If you can get the demon spirit back, everyone in the demon world will bow their heads. Now, with just two nods, the demon world's million-strong army can be conquered by two Under his command."

The Demon King coughed twice, and he coughed up a little blood. The blood stained his palms red, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim tent.

Yun Miaomiao took a deep breath.

She was originally here to help the Demon Emperor.

But now, he actually wanted to hand all his power into the hands of her and Panpan.

The demon world has lost its demon spirit and is at the end of its rope.

"With your Majesty's strength, even if the emperor comes in person, he shouldn't be able to hurt you. Why would the demon spirit be taken away by them so easily?" Yun Miaomiao did not immediately agree to what he said, and she asked carefully:

"What happened then?"

"...The emperor sent his clone, and he used a spell. That spell...I couldn't stop it, so I lost."

"What kind of spell? Do you remember it?"

Yun Miaomiao asked.

The Demon King raised his hand, took the pen and ink, and drew the spell on the paper.

On the paper, there is a pattern of two snakes entwined. The patterns are crisscrossed and criss-crossed. It is so weird that people who look at it feel inexplicably uncomfortable!

Yun Miaomiao had the answer in her heart.

"It's the Witch Clan."

Gu Panpan also saw it.

Yun Miaomiao nodded: "I have seen it in Mingzong's files. During the war between immortals and demons, Emperor Chenghuan was attacked by the demons and was seriously injured. But in fact... it was not a sneak attack by the demons, but the witch clan."

Now, the Demon King is injured.

Presumably, just like Cheng Huan back then, he was also attacked by the Wu clan.

"She is the strongest person in the immortal world. No demon can sneak attack on her." The Demon King closed his eyes. He felt something was wrong back then, but he didn't dig into it. Cheng Huan and him were enemies. Who would care about why the enemy was injured?

"The Witch Clan's ghost is indeed still there."

Gu Panpan snorted coldly. All the big and small events in recent years must have been their handiwork!

These people are truly abominable.

"The hands of the Witch Clan have actually reached into the Demon Realm. Your Majesty, this matter may be more difficult than imagined. If I said that I was not completely sure of preserving the Demon Realm, would you still hand it over to me?" Yun Miaomiao was very sincere.

She wasn't trying to lie.

"I can."

The Demon Emperor still had the same attitude as before:

"No one can solve this matter except you. The devil world can only be left to you."