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Seeing that the demon lord was about to kill him angrily, Liu Jia quickly stretched out his hand to hold him, and kept persuading him, "Your Majesty, calm down first, calm down, this happened hundreds of years ago. Why do you need to get angry because of this, Suyin still has several jars of good wine brought from the world, I will find it for you right away."

Su Yin didn't understand why she was called out all of a sudden, but when Liu Jia said that she would take out all the good wine she had treasured, her mouth widened instantly, thinking how she was suddenly betrayed by her friend.

However, the Demon Lord's attitude was firm. Although he paused when he heard Liu Jia said that there was good wine, he immediately answered: "I'll drink it when I come back."

Liu Jia tightly grabbed the demon lord's sleeve, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, even if you want to go, you must have a suitable weapon."

The demon lord raised his hand lightly, and the long sword at Suyin's waist fell into his hand with a whiz. The demon lord looked down and said with some distaste, "It's fine to use it as it is."

Su Yin stood there in a daze, as if she hadn't realized what happened just now.

Liu Jia could only continue: "God Fengyuan used a Kunwu sword to split Tianlu Mountain into two halves, you take this—"

"You mean," the demon master interrupted her, turned to look at Liu Jia, and asked her slowly, "I'm afraid that this deity can't beat him."

Standing at the bottom of the stone steps, Su Yin thought she was not sure, and was about to nod, but was stared at by Liu Jia, who froze in the middle of nodding, and shook her head quickly.

Liu Jia smiled and continued: "Of course not, it's just that your Majesty was just born, and you may not know these gods well. Let me tell you that the gods in today's world have different temperaments, and when they fight, they will be violent." What style, by the way, let Suyin go and find you a handy weapon."

Liu Jia thought that when she finished speaking, it was about time for the God of Fengyuan to leave.

The demon lord didn't really want to hear these old-fashioned stories, so he just waved his hands and said, "There's no need to persuade the deity."

In the next moment, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared before Liu Jia's eyes.

Liu Jia's hands were empty, and looking at Suyin who was still standing there stupidly, she hurried over and patted him: "What are you doing in a daze! Follow up! Follow up!"

Although it is said that the God of Fengyuan cannot kill the Demon Lord, but the Demon Lord was born not long ago, and it is the time when he needs to be cared for.

The demon general Suyin came back to his senses, and hurriedly chased the demon master out. He once regarded the God of Fengyuan as the object of his admiration, and he had also imitated the God of Fengyuan when he wanted to kill the Chi Luo in the demon world with a sword. The mountain was split, but maybe the weapon in his hand was not as good as the Kunwu sword, or maybe his cultivation was not good enough. After splitting for a long time, he not only failed to split the mountain, but also alarmed the divine beast protecting the mountain, chasing him for 3000 miles Dolly.

Feng Yuan was standing outside the Luoxia Forest at this time, the sky and the earth were still in darkness, the Luoxia Forest was full of ghosts and ghosts, his face was expressionless, as cold as ice, and the black robe was blown by the cold wind, making hunting noises.

The demons didn't dare to move forward, they only looked at the silver glittering brocade on his robe from a distance, whispering, is it Phoenix?It's Phoenix!What a phoenix!

One or two demons hid behind rocks or earth slopes, and said harsh words to Feng Yuan with little confidence: "Our Majesty is coming soon! You, you...you can do it yourself!"

Feng Yuan still had no expression on his face, his eyes calmly passed over the faces of this group of demons one by one, they seemed to be a little more stupid than when they saw it before.

He looked up at the sky, was it because of the lack of sunlight?

Feng Yuan stepped up and walked west. Qingxue Lake reflected the gray sky, as if a puddle of freshly ground ink had melted away, and the sweet smell in the wind was even stronger than before. He frowned slightly. He never liked it. This kind of taste seems to have a bit of corruption.

After walking a few more steps, the smell became stronger again. It seemed that the Demon Lord was indeed born.

I don't know what kind of temperament this demon lord is. After the previous demon lords were born, they always went to the heavens to show off their might. This one has been quietly staying in the demon world, which is considered well-behaved.

If Xingru was also in the Demon Realm, where would he be now?Maybe he should look for him in a place where there are sycamore trees, or set aside a little land in the devil world, plant some grapes and wait for him to come.

While Feng Yuan was thinking, the Kunwu sword in his hand shook violently, as if he was about to break free and attack all directions.

Then a gust of wind suddenly blew from the direction of the magic palace, and the smell became extremely strong in an instant, like a sticky syrup that could not be melted, lingering around the wind abyss, and it would not dissipate for a long time.

The devil is here.

Feng Yuan lowered his head, and brushed his fingers carelessly over the snow-white sword of Kunwu Sword. He didn't want to use force in the Demon Realm. He came to the Demon Realm this time just to get some Wangjiu Water, and then look for Xingru.

But judging from the aura of the demon lord, I am afraid that the comer is not kind.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the person who was coming. The surging devilish energy was like waves carrying a sweet fragrance. Amidst the thick devilish energy, a light-colored figure struck him in the head with a sword.

Feng Yuan raised his Kunwu sword to block, the two weapons collided with each other, sparks splashed, and fell down like meteors, falling into the thick fog, never to be seen again.

After a long time, when the smoke and dust dispersed, the demon lord in white stepped on the boulder, his blue hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes were sharp, like a sword just unsheathed.

The perennial wind in the devil world seems to have stopped at this moment. A few rays of sunshine trudged through the thick stratus clouds and shone on his body. The dark lines under his clothes reflected the appearance of a few auspicious clouds , Behind him is the sparkling light and the indifferent forest of smoke.

Feng Yuan froze in place, the Kunwu sword in his hand seemed to be extremely heavy, and he could no longer lift it up.

Everything in the world was covered with a layer of gray dust in his eyes, became blurred, and gradually merged into chaos, only the demon lord was always clear, like a bright moon.

He was the only one in his eyes.

He saw his stars.

Feng Yuan opened his lips, but found that he had completely lost his voice and couldn't say anything.

He stood here quietly, just wanting to look at him like this for thousands of years from now on.

May time freeze at this moment.

All the demons onlookers were shocked when they saw this situation. God Feng Yuan was reacting, was he frightened by our Majesty's aura?

Your Majesty is indeed mighty!

But to be honest, with these two standing together like this, it is obvious that Feng Yuan Shangshen looks like they are from the Demon Realm.

In fact, the demon lord was also a little numb from Feng Yuan's sight. Didn't he come here to fight?Why does he have such an expression, as if... as if he saw his own mother.

He was so shocked by this description of himself, he raised his sword and rushed forward, but the God suddenly became negative for some reason.

Suyin raised her head to look at the fairy demon above her head, and suddenly sighed: "Has the God of Fengyuan been taken away?"

Suyin's brain has never been easy to use, so it's not surprising that she can say such words, Liu Jia said coldly: "The God of Fengyuan is an ancient god, how could he be taken away?"

Suyin let out a cry. Seeing that the demon master's sword was about to hit Feng Yuan's body again, Feng Yuan just dodged slightly to one side, and asked the demon master to chop off a few strands of hair. He was puzzled and said: "But now our Majesty has hit him several times, but he hasn't fought back."

Liu Jia continued to sneer, and said: "The people in the fairy world have always been treacherous and cunning, and now they must be fooling His Majesty. Your Majesty must be careful."

Suyin's mind is always that he can walk away no matter how others pull him. Thinking of Liu Jia's statement, it is not impossible. Put it away.

The demon lord on the opposite side looked at this scene, but felt inexplicably that he seemed to be underestimated. Why did he feel that he was not even worthy of letting him use the sword?So the attack became more ruthless.

That Shangshen was hit several times, but he still didn't want to make a move, and the expression on his face was quite happy.

Su Yin watched for a long time, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said dryly: "If this is to seduce His Majesty, then the price of God may be a bit heavy."

Liu Jia snorted coldly: "Who knows what's going on in his heart!"

Suyin pondered for a while, but she still couldn't figure out what was going on in the heart of this high god.

And the Demon Lord in mid-air was also enraged by Feng Yuan's grinding and chirping style of fighting, what is the difference between him beating a wooden man like this now, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Feng Yuan's chest, and asked him, "Why didn't you make a move?"

Feng Yuan didn't answer, but asked him instead: "Then why do you want to fight with me as soon as you come out?"

The demon lord sneered and said: "Back then you threw this deity into Qingxue Lake. If you don't avenge this revenge, this deity will be the master of this demon world in vain."

"Is there such a thing?" Feng Yuan tilted his head and thought for a while, it is not surprising that he could do such a thing back then, but now he is shooting himself in the foot.

"If that's the case..." He took a step forward and bumped into the long sword in the hands of the Demon Lord. A faint smell of blood spread in the air, and he laughed, as if he didn't feel any pain.

He just stared tenderly at the demon lord in front of him, and asked him softly, "Can this calm down?"

Although his voice was not loud, all the demons present could hear him clearly. This development was indeed a bit magical, which made them very confused. It was as if there was a war between heaven and demons just now, and it suddenly turned into dog blood play.

Suyin pushed Tuiliujia's arm and said to her, "You pinch me now, why do I feel like I'm dreaming."

Liu Jia: "..."

After a long while, she turned her head and said to Suyin beside her, "You were right, he might have been taken away."

When Su Yin heard that Liu Jia would agree with her one day, she instantly forgot that she might be dreaming, and immediately shrugged and spread her hands: "I'll just say it."

The demon lord also didn't understand how the battle developed to the point where it is now. Before he came, he thought he could have a hearty fight, but now it was a waste of time.

Does this God of Fengyuan have a brain problem? With this spirit of hurting the enemy eighty times and self-harming eight thousand, how did he rule the world back then and throw him into Qingxue Lake.

The Demon Lord couldn't help but start to reflect, maybe there was some misunderstanding about that incident back then, for example, he might just want to take a bath for himself at that time.

He dropped the sword in his hand uninterestedly, turned around and walked in the direction of the magic palace.

Feng Yuan lowered his eyes, Xingru jumped up to the immortal platform, he had already forgotten himself.

He is doing well in the devil world now.

This is actually not bad.

A mandala flower flew past his eyes and landed on his shoulder. He turned his head to look at it and smiled.

There was joy in his eyebrows, but also a bit of sadness.

However, soon the demon lord went back and forth, still holding a ball of rope in his hand, threw it on the ground casually, and said to the demons beside him, "Tie it up and bring it back for exhibition."

After all, such a stupid god is probably rare in the devil world.

Feng Yuan: "..."