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

Ning Xiyuan slammed the book on the table beside him, and the smile on his face completely disappeared.

I came to the demon tribe to seek help.

She has been very polite since she waited from morning till night.

If the Demon King doesn't like this kind of courtesy, she can also take another approach.

After all, the four words "survival of the fittest" apply everywhere in the world of cultivation.

"Don't worry, sir. The Demon King is very busy... How can he have so much time to see little people like us?"

"I come to this palace often, and it's common for me to wait for ten days or half a month."

Seeing Ning Xiyuan's impatience, Song Chen hurriedly laughed.

Ning Xiyuan: “It’s different.”

She was not presenting the visiting card in her personal capacity.

The Demon King still disappeared, simply because he didn't take Sifang City seriously.

This is different from looking down on her as a person.

When you are away from home, you must always maintain the prestige of Sifang City.

Song Chen: ???

What is different and where is it different.

Just when the atmosphere was getting weird, a palace servant suddenly came in, looking up with a haughty look on his face.

"My Lord has gone to bed. Please come back tomorrow."

After that, he left.

Ning Xiyuan tapped his forehead lightly with his finger.

It seemed like she was using the wrong approach from the beginning.

Before he could get the Sword of God-Slaying, a white figure beside him had already rushed out.

"Yanyan!"

Ning Xiyuan shouted.

Lu Yuan was only a hair's breadth away from the palace maid's neck.

Yan Qian'an turned the sword, and the sword energy passed by and slashed directly at the door behind him.

"Boom!"

The gate shattered in an instant, a glorious sacrifice.

The palace maid had a dazed look on her face, her legs went limp and she fell to the ground, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Almost...

I almost died.

Song Chen opened his mouth wide again.

no...

This is the palace of the demon clan! ?

Isn’t this Wanbaolou... Can there be trouble here?

The palace maids were so frightened that their legs went limp. They had never experienced anything like this in all these years.

Suddenly, a shadow enveloped him.

He looked up and saw the girl's smiling face: "Then... tell the Demon King that if he can't come within an incense stick, I will destroy his palace."

Palace maid: “…”

What a horrible threat!

He flew out tumbling and crawling, he wanted to report to the Demon King!

Someone...someone is causing trouble in this palace.

Seeing the man walking away, Ning Xiyuan pulled Yan Qi'an back and said, "Comrade Xiaoyan, stop fighting all the time."

Make the place too dirty.

Yan Qi'an remained unmoved.

Ning Xiyuan: "Yan Yan!?"

Yan Qi'an shrank behind Ning Xiyuan, but was able to express his disapproval through his body language.

Ning Xiyuan complained to the system: "See, it's not behaving well at all."

system:? ? ?

If you want to know whether you are a good boy or not, you can just ask Song Chen next to you.

Song Chen himself was in inner torment.

It's over...

These two people are simply challenging the dignity of the demon clan!

It has come to this point, the Demon King will definitely not give up.

What should he do? Should he stay here?

To die to die.

If I get involved with these two people, will I still be able to do business with the demon tribe in the future? Ah!

But is it too late to go now?

Song Chen paced back and forth, spinning around like a headless fly.

An incense stick of time passed, and the Demon King did not arrive. Instead, the demon guards surrounded the entire hall.

Ning Xiyuan grabbed Yan Qian'an's hand and walked out. Song Chen hesitated for half a minute and followed them.

As soon as they went out, countless spears were pointed at the three people, but no one took the initiative to attack.

The instruction given from above is to deter first.

Ning Xiyuan ignored the sharp spears and walked outside, so the imperial guards retreated cautiously.

Song Chen: ???

No! ?

Why is this different from what he imagined?

He thought these imperial guards should just rush up and attack! ?

No, the imperial guards were just on guard but did not take any action.

Until the three of them walked to the center of the empty square.

"boom!"

Ning Xiyuan raised his hand, and the hall behind him turned into ashes.

The huge noise was like a thunderous explosion and could be heard throughout the palace.

No one present was not shocked.

It didn't collapse, it exploded.

The kind that is reduced to ashes.

Apart from the foundation, there is little evidence that this temple ever existed.

The dust was everywhere, like a thick fog.

I could faintly hear the girl's chuckle: "Next time, blow up the front."

Imperial Guards: “…”

It's too out of line.

After serving as the imperial guard for so many years, who knows what will happen if it blows up like this...

Song Chen was lying in the dust and in disarray.

He had never felt that his imagination was so lacking. He could never have dreamed of the scene before him.

“Ahhh! This is too much!”

The Demon King's voice came from not far away, and then the imperial guards dispersed in both directions.

A burly middle-aged man walked hurriedly with an angry face.

"you!"

"You are really crazy!" The Demon King stared at Ning Xiyuan's face with gritted teeth, his gums almost breaking!

What a madman.

Every part of this palace was designed by him personally. How could this madman just blow it up!

"woke up?"

"So fast?"

"Old man, you have insomnia."

Ning Xiyuan leaned on Yan Qian'an's chest, looked the Demon King up and down, and spoke lazily.

Demon King: "How insolent!"

These words were filled with demonic power, and many people around changed their expressions.

Full of oppression.

It feels like every inch of air is squeezing and targeting you, trying to crush you.

But the target person has nothing wrong with him.

even...

Everyone saw the girl stretch out her hand and snap her fingers.

Immediately afterwards——

"boom!"

The palace in front was also reduced to ashes.

There was another loud noise, which made people's brains ache.

Demon King:!!!

I took a deep breath and felt like I was going to die of anger.

Ning Xiyuan: "Can you please speak properly, Your Majesty the Demon King?"

Demon King: “…”

can!

He finally calmed down.

Although the sixteen-year-old girl in front of him was only at the level of a spirit being, she could blow up his palace right under his nose with just a wave of her hand. Her strength was unfathomable.

and...

"Supreme Realm!?"

The Demon King’s eyes widened when his gaze fell on Yan Qian’an.

Supreme realm?

Standing at the top of the entire upper spiritual world.

But...it seems like I've been bewitched?

Thinking of this, the Demon King's face changed, and he immediately led his men to retreat several steps.

This is not simply an irrational killing weapon.

Song Chen:!!!

What the hell.

The supreme realm.

This boy is in the Supreme Realm? He knew he was strong... but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

"Don't mess around!?"

"I'm warning you, we have people up there."

"So what if you are at the Supreme Realm!"

The Demon King looked at Ning Xiyuan and the others warily and spoke in a deep voice.

Ning Xiyuan: "Oh? Is there someone up there?"

"Are you talking about... the Ten Directions Blessed Land?"

It seems that the demon clan does know some unknown secrets.

The Demon King suddenly sneered: "What is the Ten Directions Blessed Land?!"

"We have people in the divine world!"

"The demon god is here to protect you, how dare you be so presumptuous!"