Master, love me again!

Before Qu Lingsha could finish her sentence, a group of demon palace guards rushed in and surrounded the two of them.There is no need to look closely at these people, even if they were not puppets created by Wu Yan, they were diehards who were cultivated after Qu Lingsha left the Demon Palace.

However, compared to the seemingly numerous guards, Qu Lingsha is more concerned about the high-level demons sitting under the high platform in this huge palace. Wu Yan took a fancy and became the guest of honor at the wedding banquet.

Qu Lingsha's eyes first glanced at the long-bearded man on the upper left, and then at the gloomy man on the right. The smile on her mouth remained unchanged: "I don't know whose face King Dongmang and King Yannan came here today. superior?"

When the two heard the words, their eyes met in the air, and then they each let out a cold snort and turned their heads away.The two realms in the southeast are connected, and the two demon lords have fought for hundreds of years for the boundary dispute, so naturally they will not give each other good looks.

The one who answered Qu Lingsha's question first was the long-bearded King Dongmang. He refilled the wine in front of him. He was dressed in a blue royal uniform, with a three-point elegance in his eyes, but very sinister and cunning in his heart: " This king is just invited to come to watch the ceremony. If there is any personal grievance between the right protector and the left protector, you can deal with it as you please, and this king will never intervene."

Wei Shengming has been missing for many years, so it is impossible to say that King Dongmang has no ambitions.It's just that their eastern border and southern border have been in conflict for a long time, and their strength has been greatly reduced.King Dongmang's own cultivation was not as good as Wu Yan's, so he had no choice but to make a deal with Wu Yanxu.But in terms of heart, he didn't believe in Wu Yan.Now that Qu Lingsha is fighting with Wu Yan, he happens to be watching from the sidelines.

The gloomy King Yannan sneered very loudly and mockingly: "Tch." King Dongmang glared at him, but King Yannan ignored him, as if he had nothing to do with him. Passing the cheek of the enchantress lying in her arms, she whispered to the woman's ears and temples, causing the woman in her arms to giggle and chuckle.

After figuring out the attitudes of the two of them, Qu Lingsha felt somewhat relieved.There were no two southeast kings, but Wu Yan and the strange Xiyan King. Although he and Zhuo Junchen were only two, they were enough to deal with it.

"You deal with Wu Yan, and King Xiyan will leave it to me." Qu Lingsha's eyes fell on King Xiyan, with caution and doubt in her eyes.

Zhuo Junchen nodded, not feeling that Qu Lingsha was shirking.With the strong against the strong, he thoroughly demonstrated his own strength, so that after he defeated Wu Yan, he could deter the demons in the palace who were staring at them.

Zhuo Junchen raised his hand, and a fist-sized black-purple thunder appeared in the palm of his hand. There were bright lights flickering in it, and there was a tooth-piercing crackling sound.With the palms together, a purple arc of light spread out from Zhuo Junchen's hand. After passing through the Qu Lingsha, the flickering thunder light swept heavily on the guards of the magic palace who surrounded them.

After a burst of blinding lightning and thunder, half of these magic palace guards turned into charred corpses lying on the ground, and half turned into black sand scattered on the ground.

Wu Yan's complexion suddenly changed, he couldn't be more clear about the power of "Thunder Fire Nine Heavens Jue" practiced by Wei Shengming.When Zhuo Junchen took out the Nether Whip casually, his sinister expression became more venomous.

"I didn't expect Guardian Qu to find the Nether Whip. What a painstaking effort." Wu Yan's voice was as cold as a wet swamp.He is not the root of thunder and fire, but he also spent a lot of effort to search for the Nether Whip.This is not only a symbol of the Demon Lord, but the Nether Whip is also an immortal weapon.Being picked up as a natal spiritual weapon to provoke her now is exactly the scene that Wu Yan doesn't want to see the most.

Qu Lingsha summoned the ghost-handed swamp, and the pitch-black swamp engulfed the black sand of the scorched corpse. A moment later, a red butterfly circled out of Qu Lingsha's hand, and a huge bone demon soldier rose from the swamp. Guard Qu Lingsha and Zhuo Junchen among them.

"Spiritual artifacts recognize the master, not everyone can get their hands on the things of your lord." While speaking, Qu Lingsha's natal spiritual fire has been wrapped in her hands, and countless strange butterflies are hovering around her. Waiting for the master's instructions to choose someone to eat.

Qu Lingsha's beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and countless bone-eating butterflies flew towards King Xiyan.The butterfly wings are layered upon layer, and the sound of fluttering makes the back of the head tingle.This time Wu Yan didn't intervene, Xiyan King slowly got up from the spacious throne.The two of them threw themselves on Zhuo Junchen and Qu Lingsha like a gust of wind and rain.

Wu Yan's hands were as skinny as bones, and the nails on her ten fingers suddenly swelled, turning black like ten sharp knives, cutting towards Zhuo Junchen.Zhuo Junchen remained motionless, and with a flick of the long whip, he aimed at Wu Yan.Wu Yan dodged Zhuo Junchen's whip sideways, and was within reach in a blink of an eye, and his nails were about to cut Zhuo Junchen's neck.With a flick of Zhuo Junchen's wrist, the missed long whip rolled back and attacked Wu Yan from one side.

The magic power on the long whip was abundant, and the flickering thunder made Wu Yan have to give up the blow, worth going around behind Zhuo Junchen, and then poking at Zhuo Junchen again.I saw the black robe on his body fluttering, and the wide cuffs silently drew out a lot of fine black sand. After the black sand fell to the ground, more than ten puppets that looked exactly like Wu Yan turned into more than ten puppets, surrounding Zhuo Junchen .

Zhuo Junchen's movements paused for a moment, and then he recognized Wu Yan's real body in an instant.Several puppets stood in front of him, Zhuo Junchen swung his long whip, and the force mixed with the Nether whip broke through the restraint on the puppets, smashing the human form into loose sand.But in the next moment, the loose sand turned back into puppets again, blocking Zhuo Junchen's offensive, which was extremely difficult to deal with.And Wu Yan, who was hiding behind the black sand puppet, just spied on him with cold eyes, and retreated quickly every time before the thunder light hit him, as if waiting for Zhuo Junchen to exhaust himself first, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman .

There was hostility in the red eyes, Zhuo Junchen, as a monk with the root of thunder and fire, was most impatient with this sticky way of fighting.After the two puppets were scattered with the long whip, he stretched out his right hand to probe and guide them. The black sand that should have been turned into new puppets rushed towards Zhuo Junchen's palm as if attracted by something.

Seeing the scene in front of her, instead of being surprised, Wu Yan had a hint of excitement in her eyes.

"Don't touch the black sand!" Qu Lingsha suddenly shouted hastily.Zhuo Junchen turned his head and saw that Qu Lingsha was surrounded by white spiritual fire.Outside the spirit fire, there was a circle of black sand buzzing like some flying insects, as if they wanted to find a flaw in her body, and then swarmed towards her.As for King Xiyan, he is now pinched by a white bone demon soldier, and his whole body hangs down limply, as if only a layer of skin is left.

With a turn of Zhuo Junchen's wrist, the black sand immediately went in the opposite direction, several lightning bolts opened the way, and after breaking through the puppet's barrier, they rushed towards Wu Yan's front.

Originally, Wu Yan still looked like he had the chance to win, no one knew how to control the black sand better than him, let alone Zhuo Junchen was only a monk of Lei Lingen.It's just that when the long stretch of black sand was less than a foot away from him, he couldn't control his expression and showed horror.

The thunder light wrapped in the black sand not only cut through the thorns and thorns, but also isolated all spiritual power from the thunder and lightning.Zhuo Junchen really couldn't control the black gravel, but he could make Wu Yan powerless!

Qu Lingsha's eyes flickered slightly, and after understanding Zhuo Junchen's approach, the pale spiritual fire instantly engulfed the flying sand in front of her.The black gravel kept churning in the spiritual fire, like an undercurrent.Qu Lingsha's cultivation was not as good as Wu Yan's, so she couldn't refine it, but without the interference of the black sand, she could start helping Zhuo Junchen.

The fluttering bone-eating butterflies first swarmed around Zhuo Junchen, engulfing a wisp of sand snake that wanted to attack from behind.The butterflies are tiny, and the gravel seems to be endless, but thousands of bone-eating butterflies are enough to eat up this small wisp of black sand.

Wu Yan snorted coldly, countless red butterflies fell to the ground, but Qu Lingsha didn't care.After the corpses of the butterflies piled up to a certain amount, a mass of crimson flames burst out suddenly, and countless brand new red butterflies were reborn from the fire.But the black sand was wrapped in the endless fire and could not escape.

Zhuo Junchen didn't waste the time that Qu Lingsha bought for him. The Nether Whip came from behind, and before the lightning in front touched Wu Yan, it scattered into a big net composed of lightning and black sand.

The numbness appeared on Wu Yan first, and told him to avoid the lightning net.The fine sand that he was proud of had now become the most powerful weapon.

In a series of "puff puff puff puff" sounds, the black sand almost pierced Wu Yan's body into a sieve.With a flick of Zhuo Junchen's long whip, Wu Yan was split in two from the middle.Wu Yan's body fell down slowly, but Zhuo Junchen just narrowed his eyes.

The body that fell suddenly seemed to melt away, and the fine gravel flowed out from the black and red brocade robe, and Wu Yan's ugly body disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only a tattered robe.

Qu Lingsha felt a little puzzled in her heart, and moved closer to Zhuo Junchen, trying to bring Zhuo Junchen under the protection of the Bone Demon Soldier.Zhuo Junchen didn't dodge, he just waved his sleeves, and after the fire behind him turned into countless new bone-eating butterflies, they disappeared, leaving only a pile of fine gravel smoking white smoke.Zhuo Junchen watched the gravel slowly float up and rush towards the high platform.

Qu Lingsha frowned, separated the black sand from the pale spirit fire, and the black sand also went to the high platform.

Zhuo Junchen nodded to her: "Let's release those in the mud too." Qu Lingsha nodded in response.Soon another black sand appeared.

From all over the Demon Palace, strands of black sand kept heading towards the high platform, and on the high platform, there appeared a small vortex composed of black sand, constantly absorbing the black sand.Faced with this scene, even the onlookers couldn't help but feel puzzled, and their spines felt chills, but Zhuo Junchen just stood peacefully in the distance, and he didn't even change his gesture of holding the Nether Whip.

"Jun Chen, what's going on?" Qu Lingsha couldn't help asking.She didn't think she was a cowardly woman, but she still felt terrified by the weird scene in front of her.Wu Yan clearly wanted to do something, but Zhuo Junchen let him prepare.

Zhuo Junchen frowned: "His cultivation has already reached the stage of transformation into a god, and he can attach and store his spiritual consciousness in the natal spiritual weapon. Now his body is destroyed, and his spiritual consciousness is sealed by me in this palace again. Inside, this is an attempt to fight to the death." To be more precise, Wu Yan should have just stepped into the middle stage of transformation into a god, and she can be regarded as an outstanding figure even on the Shenque Continent.This made Wu Yan somewhat underestimate the enemy when facing Zhuo Junchen, even though the opponent had the Nether Whip and the "Nine Heavens of Thunder and Fire" in his hands.

Zhuo Junchen had seen through this a long time ago, and began to show weakness to the enemy, making Wu Yan think that he was caught off guard. It was not until he controlled Wu Yan in one fell swoop and broke his body directly that he exposed his minions.

If Wu Yan was still in the Nascent Soul stage, Zhuo Junchen would only need to destroy his Nascent Soul, but now he has to restrain his Nascent Soul and force him to pull out the bottom line.

The black vortex is constantly expanding, and the speed of rotation is also slowly increasing, but the black sand seems to be flowing continuously, and I don't know when it will stop.

When the black sand that flowed into the palace was finally swallowed up, the vortex on the high platform slowly transformed into a human form.

Zhuo Junchen snorted coldly, and wrapped his long whip around a demon sitting next to him like a snake.The man was startled by the sudden attack and screamed, but Zhuo Junchen mercilessly threw him under the high platform.A thunderbolt fell out of nowhere, this time the demon clan didn't even have time to scream, and turned into a scorched corpse.

King Yannan raised his head, and for the first time looked at this handsome young man with a stern expression: "Why, your Excellency not only wants to deal with Wu Yan, but also beat all of us here as accomplices and deal with them together?" Yan earlier discovered that this young man's cultivation was unfathomable.Compared to Qu Lingsha, Zhuo Junchen was the bigger hidden danger.

Zhuo Junchen gave him a cold look, shook the long whip in his hand, and the fine lightning struck the demon again, and the charred corpse turned into flying ash, but fine gravel fell and flew towards the sand man on the stage go.

Everyone's expressions became ugly. The demon king Yannan happened to know him. Although he didn't have a deep relationship with him, he was also a very powerful demon in the southern border, and his cultivation had reached the initial stage of Yuanying.

From the looks of it now, Wu Yan has long been eyeing him, and he will become a puppet in the near future.

Only then did Zhuo Junchen not pay attention, but the others all saw the fight between Qu Lingsha and King Xiyan.Under Qu Lingsha's treacherous manipulation, the Bone Demon Soldier stopped King Xiyan's rampage, and then took out King Xiyan's heart with his own hands.It was also at this moment that a stream of black sand gushed out from under the veil of King Xiyan, wrapping Qu Lingsha within limits.

"Don't throw away the puppet in your arms, are you going to be the next Xiyan King?" Zhuo Junchen's cold voice sounded.King Yannan's scalp was numb, and he subconsciously threw the enchantress out of his hand.Zhuo Junchen frowned, this time the thunder and lightning struck a little harder, splitting the enchantress into a strand of black sand.

King Yannan was afraid for a while, but Qu Lingsha covered her lips and said with a coquettish smile: "King Yannan, remember, you owe the Demon Lord your life right now." Chen's last trace of concern finally disappeared.At the beginning, Wei Shengming's Demon Lord acted very sloppily, but Qu Lingsha was quite serious, ranking the desire for peace in the demon world behind Wei Shengming.The strength Zhuo Junchen displayed now is enough to reintegrate the fragmented demon world.

King Yannan didn't say a word, but when he saw the sneer on King Dongmang's face, he stared back fiercely!

Zhuo Junchen looked at the sand people on the high platform and said, "Is it I who will pull out the puppets for you, or do you do it yourself? If you don't go all out, you won't be able to escape at all."

After the fine sand flowed for a while, Wu Yan's pale face was revealed. His eyes were sinister and his expression was sullen. Looking at Zhuo Junchen, he wished to have his skin cramped.Although asking Zhuo Junchen to find the living puppets he planted can consume the opponent's magic power, but if he wants to integrate the gravel with the power of lightning, the consumption is far higher than Zhuo Junchen.

There were several screams again in the palace.Everyone watched in horror as someone around them fell to the ground bleeding from all orifices, and then black gravel gushed out from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

No matter how fearful others are, Zhuo Junchen only watched Wu Yan gather all his strength, making it impossible for him to escape, and annihilated him in one fell swoop!

Compared with Cai's narrow escape and unpredictability.Zhuo Junchen's gesture of taking down Wu Yan can be described as calm.The dragon spirit appeared in the Nether Whip, and the huge dragon's kiss rushed towards the high platform, and then swallowed all the fine sand.Wu Yan originally wanted to divide all the black sand into several shares, but just now the invisible force of attraction reappeared, making him unable to escape at all.

The young man in black was even considered to be extremely thin compared to most men of the Demon Race.But when he walked towards the throne on the high platform step by step, the hearts of everyone in the hall spontaneously felt surrender.Just like the indomitable demon king who looked down on the demon world back then, once again ruled the world.

He turned around and sat on the throne, his brows were indifferent, and there was a lingering murderous look in his red eyes.

"Today, this seat returns to the throne, and those who are not ministers, Wu Yan can be a lesson."

Qu Lingsha knelt on one knee without any hesitation, followed by King Dongmang and King Yannan, and then everyone knelt down under the throne.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, to ascend the throne again!"