Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

The fierce battle stopped instantly.

This scene happened too suddenly and no one expected it.

As the surging spiritual energy gradually subsided, various emotions began to appear on everyone's face.

"Han Yin!"

Immortal Suhua gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could smash Han Yin's brain with one punch.

What a fool!

Things had come to this point, she simply couldn't believe it.

In the process of seizing the treasure, the treasure was wasted! ?

Unheard of before! The most ridiculous thing in the world.

Long Yao: “…”

Long Yao stepped back, and his passion suddenly cooled.

He clenched his right hand, which was still trembling slightly from the battle, and secretly glanced at Ning Xiyuan's expression.

Gan...

Overacting!

Isn't this totally screwing things up?!

How to do? !

Long Yao regretted.

The more he fought, the more excited he became, and he almost couldn't control himself.

In fact...he was longing for the opportunity to fight against the people from the six major sects with justification!

but...

Whoops!

Long Yao began to think about how to apologize.

Ning Xiyuan, however, looked normal.

"Is the Blood Moon Stone here?" Ning Xiyuan asked the system.

[Yes, dear]

The system responded quickly.

【Under your feet.】

System diligently supplemented.

Ning Xiyuan lowered his eyes.

Underfoot...

The one that just broke was just a fake.

These people are all from the immortal sect and know very little about the treasures of the demon clan.

The Blood Moonstone would never be so fragile.

And Han Yin.

When Ning Xiyuan looked up, he met Han Yin's dark eyes.

Is this... intentional?

The silence continued, for a long time, yet not for long.

Before the overwhelming questioning and settling of accounts began, the door outside was swung open.

Hundreds of demon soldiers rushed forward and completely occupied the empty square outside the main hall.

A cold voice sounded in the silence at this moment.

"Who's here?"

The demon army was divided into two sides, and the spears in their hands smashed to the ground at the same time, with a deafening sound.

At the end of the team, a young man in white clothes walked out slowly.

"Yan...Yan Qi'an!?"

Xiao Yi cried out.

In fact, he had never met Yan Qian'an.

The seventh prince of the demon clan had a rough life and too many twists and turns in his experience. He lived a secluded life and seldom showed up in public.

Not to mention that he went to the spirit world five years ago.

But it was obvious that this young boy brought the demon army into his own private residence.

The identity is self-evident.

The people in the room looked at each other with tense expressions.

Yan Qian'an is only eighteen years old, just a junior, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

But he represents the entire demon race.

If Yan Qi'an died in their hands today, it would be a blatant provocation from the cultivation world and a violation of the agreement.

"How to do?"

Han Pingle looked strange and asked.

Pei Sheng sneered: "The barrier has deepened again."

They could not feel the blood suppression of the demon clan, but the surrounding barrier became more unpredictable due to the appearance of the young man.

fine...

Fortunately, they all had disguises.

After everyone looked at each other, they looked at the dark mass of demon army outside the hall, and finally chose to sit back in their original seats obediently.

They are all powerful people in the world.

If you force your way out, you will definitely be able to get out.

But their identities will definitely be exposed, and when the demons hold them accountable, they will surely become sinners of the entire cultivation world.

Only Ning Xiyuan was still standing there.

Through the door frame, I looked at the young man in white.

There is some similarity between the eyebrows and eyes.

but...

What's fake is fake.

The Blood Moon Stone is fake.

This seventh prince of the demon clan is also fake.

"interesting."

Ning Xiyuan collapsed back into his seat and grabbed a handful of melon seeds to share with Long Yao and Qin Chen.

Long Yao:!!!

No, it's already this late, why are you still eating?!

The city lord really is...really...calm in the face of danger, and has the demeanor of a great man.

Long Yao secretly admired him.

The others almost popped their eyes out.

This guy is crazy! He is absolutely crazy!

Only Qin Chen shook his head and ate some melon seeds.

Good guy.

Why are there so many counterfeits today?

After eating two melon seeds, the young man in white had already walked into the hall.

Everyone has seen the Demon Lord.

There is some similarity between the boy's eyebrows and eyes.

Different from the cruel and fierce Demon Lord, the young man had a smile as warm as spring breeze on his face, which softened all the sharp edges.

Ning Xiyuan gritted his teeth.

She frowned and looked away.

"You guys broke into my house without permission, won't you explain?"

The young man kept smiling: "Where is this treasure that protects the house?"

These two sentences made everyone present terrified.

Han Pingle frowned, and his eyes seemed to be growing more restless.

It's really annoying that things have come to this point.

"Don't be angry, Your Highness. It's just that there is something strange going on here. I saw that the formation outside the house was completely destroyed, so I came to check it out."

Immortal Master Su Hua spoke first, his tone was slow and insincere, which made people anxious.

The young man looked normal: "Who are you?"

Su Hua Xian Zun said: "Do some elixir business with the demons."

"A curious merchant accidentally entered His Highness's private residence. He is guilty of a crime."

Immortal Venerable Su Hua had a dull expression, and even a hint of flattery was mixed in with this dullness.

A watertight statement.

This shocked the other people present.

"And you?"

"who."

The boy raised his hand.

With a bang, the door behind him closed tightly and the light suddenly dimmed.

The empty hall seemed gloomy, eerie and chilly.

"I am the Lord of Zhenhun City." Pei Sheng sneered and stood up.

After these words were spoken, not only did the young demon boy's expression change slightly, but the others were simply...unbelievable.

madman!

At this time, why don’t you hide your identity?

"This place is adjacent to the Soul-Suppressing City, and there are strange phenomena. As the city lord, I should come to explore it."

Pei Sheng raised his chin slightly, showing a bit of contempt for everyone.

The audience was silent.

Depend on.

There is actually some truth to it!

Damn it, why don’t they border the demons and let this damn Soul-Suppressing City take advantage of them.

"Soul-Suppressing City Lord, tsk..."

The demon boy's smile remained unchanged: "Great and righteous spirit."

Four words.

The tone was praise, but it sounded sarcastic for some reason.

But at a time like this, who would have the time to add insult to injury?

Their brains are working like crazy.

But the boy stopped asking one by one, but stood with his hands folded, looking at everyone with a smile.

"Then one last question."

"Where's the Blood Moon Stone?"

The young man's voice suddenly became sharp, with murderous intent hidden in it.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly.

It makes people feel uneasy.

When has Han Pingle ever suffered such injustice?

question?

A mere demon prince dared to question him.

If he hadn't taken into consideration the reputation of Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion, he would have wanted to tear the face of this Seventh Prince into pieces.

What about the Blood Moon Stone?

This is a problem. No one exposed Han Yin because they are in the same boat.

but...

Who...can anyone come up with a reasonable explanation?!

Amidst everyone's anticipation, Ning Xiyuan, who had remained silent, stood up.

The girl walked towards the center of the hall, the smile on her face disappeared, and there was a hint of impatience between her brows.