A companion beast dressed as the villain of the Great Demon King

One level difference between monsters is a world of difference. The coercion released by Bailu failed to restrain Ling Jiu, but caused his own subordinates to suffer.

Although Ling Jiu has no skills at all, his level is still there, and the coercion of the seventh-level monsters is not painful to him.

He calmly twisted his waist, stretched his legs and stretched his ligaments, and did a good warm-up exercise.

A group of people stared at him in disbelief, and Bai Lu couldn't help but tighten his grip on the long scythe. He raised his eyes to look at the black-clothed figure standing beside the child, feeling a little uncertain in his heart.

If the levels differ by more than two poles, the lower level party will not be able to perceive the strength of the higher level party.

In this Fengling City, only the city lord Qingluan's strength he can't perceive, but the two people in front of him are not controlled by coercion, and he can't perceive how strong the other party is.

What is their origin?Is it a traitor?

Bai Lu's heart was ringing with alarm bells, and his eyes became more and more unfriendly, "Who are you guys?"

"I've said he's a good man." Ling Jiu pressed his legs. The little arms and legs are light, but they're too light. It may be him who hurts more.

The Demon King stood behind him expressionlessly, and moved his lowered hand

The little dumpling is so soft, I want to press it into my arms and rub it.

Ling Jiu made a Tai Chi posture, and flapped his wings at the egret, "Hurry up if you want to fight, hurry up."

Being provoked again and again, Egret gave it all up, and the aura of the seventh-level monster pressed towards Ling Jiu with the waving long scythe, and frost flowers condensed in the surrounding air.

Ling Jiu didn't learn any moves, so he learned a few Tai Chi moves from the old man at home. The other party directly chopped him with a sickle, and this little wing might not be able to stand it.

He resolutely gave up the hard resistance and quickly dodged left and right.

Egret's attack speed is very fast, he thought he couldn't hide, but the strange thing is, it's quite easy to hide.

After figuring out the opponent's moves, he flapped his wings, drawing wind to protect his surroundings.

Wind can be used both as a shield and as an attack.

After his own speed increased, the egret's movement became very slow in his eyes. He raised his wings and brought a strong wind across the middle.

Egret had rich experience in fighting, and when he sensed the crisis, he turned around and blocked the long scythe in front of him, and was knocked back several steps.

With a click, a deep scratch appeared on the long sickle.

Ling Jiu glanced at the crack, "Be serious, next time I will send you directly to the resurrection point."

Egret's pupils vibrated, and he clenched his weapon tightly so as not to tremble.

what happened?He had already condensed the surrounding air, and the opponent's speed would drop by at least half, but now he couldn't see the opponent's movements clearly!

No matter how you look at it, this little sparrow was not born recently, how could it be possible to have such a strong strength?

The key is that the other party has not used magic power at all!

Egret gritted his teeth and increased his magic power release.

The frost flowers floating in the air gradually expanded and condensed into sharp icicles, like gears starting to rotate crazily, and suddenly they all flew towards Ling Jiu.

Ling Jiu watched quietly, and in the blink of an eye, his pupils turned red like flames.

At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down countless times, and the trajectory of all actions became extremely clear.

what is this?

Ling Jiu looked up and down curiously, and easily found the attack loophole in the dense trajectory.

He doesn't even need to use the wind as a shield, as long as he leaves the attack range through the loophole, he can avoid the attack.

Seeing the little sparrow standing there stupidly, Egret thought for a moment that his attack had worked, but before he could be happy, the red light flashed in the opponent's eyes, and he was instantly plunged into the abyss, as if he was enveloped by a big monster that covered the sky and blocked the sun. Lost consciousness, unable to move at all.

When he was almost suffocating, the feeling of extreme fear quickly disappeared, as if everything was just his illusion.

But as soon as his body regained consciousness, he was pressed against the top of his head by ice.

"Captain!" The surrounding guards turned pale with fright when they saw this scene, but no one dared to act rashly.

Ling Jiu: "You lost."

Bai Lu tried to calm himself down, but his body was trembling instinctively, which was not controlled by his consciousness at all.

He clenched his back molars so hard that they would not chatter, "If you want to kill, kill! But I am not the only guard in Qingluan Palace, want to break in? Dreaming!"

Ling Jiu squatted on his head, and tapped the bottom of his head with ice, with a very casual tone, "You are so hostile, I think you should come back and refresh yourself?"

A light word can determine life and death, almost scaring Bai Lu away.

He was still threatening, when there was a sudden noise on the green vine, before he could see clearly, his body was hugged and the ice was snatched away.

The Demon King threw away the ice in disgust, and clutched his wings, "It's too cold."

In fact, Ling Jiu's wings are hotter in comparison, but he still obediently let the devil cover it, and asked with a smile: "How do you rate me?"

The Demon King thought for a while, "Full marks." Cute points.

"Hahaha..." Ling Jiu was amused by his praise.

I've been here for several days, and I haven't had a good fight yet, but now I feel comfortable all over my body.

If I can recover my adult body sooner, I should be able to play more happily.

"Who forcibly broke into Qingluan Hall?"

Suddenly hearing a loud and pleasant baritone voice, Ling Jiu turned to look over.

A man in green clothes came down from the ivy. He looked about 30 years old, slightly shorter than the devil, with a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes, handsome and slightly feminine.

This person is the lord of Fengling City, the ninth-level monster Qingluan.

In comparison, although the devil king is beautiful, he is not feminine, his aura is stronger, and he is unattainable.

Qingluan stepped down from the vines, and saw a man in black and a child wearing a black shawl in his arms from a distance, his displeasure at being disturbed made him frowned, but when he saw the dragon scales on the man in black's chest, He could hardly believe it.

The magic power contained in that piece of dragon scale is enough for all the city masters in the demon world to cultivate to the full level.

Such a treasure, only that person in the entire demon world would casually hang it on his body as a decoration.

In an instant, his eyes changed, and he walked up to the Demon King respectfully and saluted, "Sorry for neglecting you."

Qingluan respectfully led them up.

After they left, Egret nearly slipped and fell to the ground holding the long scythe.

"Captain! Are you okay?" The guards surrounded him to support him.

Bailu shook his head, his face was ashen, and his forehead was sweating continuously. He quietly glanced at the ivy.

There are very few people who can make the city lord so respectful, so he vaguely had a bold guess.

If it was really that person, then who was fighting him just now...?

Over there, Ling Jiu seemed to feel his gaze, and turned her head to show him an innocent smile.

But the egret was terrified, and one fell to his knees without holding on.

"team leader!!"

Seeing Ling Jiu looking back, the Demon King asked suspiciously, "Jiu Jiu?"

Ling Jiu looked back amusedly, "It's okay, I just think fighting is fun."

Qingluan has been secretly observing the child in the arms of the Demon King since just now.

The city lords are different from other ordinary monsters. They have the opportunity to come into contact with the Demon Realm, and they can understand some situations better than others.

Like the five demon gods beside the demon king, each of them can set off a bloody storm in the demon world, but they usually don't show up, and more often they serve as supervisors to maintain the stability of the demon world.

But he has never heard that there is such a small demon god beside the demon king. Could it be that the demon king created another one on a whim in recent years?

Taking advantage of the interruption of the report, Qingluan asked Chao Lingjiu respectfully, "Which Lord Demon God are you?"

Lord Demon God?This title is so compelling.

Ling Jiu thought for a while, "emmm... I'm the devil's favorite."

Qingluan: "..." I didn't ask you this.

Monsters like Qingluan who can deal with the Demon Realm are smart, and they won't ask again if they don't get an answer once. Since the other party is unwilling to answer directly, it means that he can't know it.

If Ling Jiu knew what Qingluan was thinking, he would laugh at him for thinking too much, he just wanted to show his superiority.

The three of them sat in the living room on the top floor of Qingluan Hall. After the servants served the fruit, Qingluan continued to report.

"Since that parade, many rebels have poured in from all over the country. A large-scale massacre was discovered outside Yunshui City two days ago. The twelve cities in our south unanimously decided to use temporary passes. If necessary, the city will be temporarily closed. .”

Fengling City has a beautiful scenery, and most of the monsters living there are mild-tempered, and it is very difficult to fight.

Qingluan: "I arrested and interrogated a few residents who participated in the parade. They heard that His Majesty suppressed Lord Suzaku's power, which made him unable to return. As long as you participate in the parade, you can awaken your consciousness. So just..."

"The miracle happened that day, but the sparks did not re-ignite like before, and they lied that it was real evidence that the adults were suppressed, and they wanted to gather a larger team to resist... cough, resist the Demon Realm."

Ling Jiu was speechless, and some people believed such a ridiculous reason.

The Demon King's expression remained calm, without any disturbance, as if he didn't care about these things at all, "What's the situation on Fengyun Mountain?"

Speaking of this, Qingluan's expression became serious, and after carefully reporting what he found before, he said: "At present, I don't know who set it up there and what purpose it has. I only know that the magic circle has not been activated yet, and its power is very overbearing. I don't know why. It was passed down as a sacred object of the demon clan."

Ignorance is terrible, Ling Jiu couldn't help shaking his head while eating the fruit fed by the devil.

"Qing..." Ling Jiu was about to ask the Demon King to give him a grape-like fruit to eat, but he saw the other party's hand was clenched tightly.

Demon King: "Where is the magic circle?"

The Fengyun Mountains straddle Yunshui City and Fengling City, connecting more than 30 villages. In the past, they were the main resources for the residents in this area to rely on for their livelihood.

Qingluan took them to the foot of Fengyun Mountain, where the temperature was much lower than on the road.

Seeing that the Demon King was wearing thin clothes, Ling Jiu covered him with his small cloak, and rubbed his hands back and forth between his wings, "Qing Rang, your hands are so cold, aren't they cold?"

After asking, he spurned himself again. What kind of question is he asking? It's too straight!Isn't cold hands just cold? No need to ask!

The devil covered his little cloak tightly, "It's not cold."

Sure enough, it was the answer. Ling Jiu saw him withdraw his hand and spread his wings, "Take it here."

The Demon King couldn't resist him, so he put his hand back.

Ling Jiu wrapped his wings and pressed his hand on his belly. His six-pack abs had turned into soft fat. Suzaku's body temperature was high, so it was very useful to warm his hands.

I don't know if it was because of the heat or what, but Ling Jiu saw that the face of the Demon King seemed a little bit rosier than before.

Qingluan silently lowered her footsteps, trying to make herself a qualified background board.

With the speed of the two of them, they soon arrived at the Dafa Formation.

Since the rumors spread, the area has been under control for dozens of miles. Currently, Qingluan and Yunli, the owner of Yunshui City, have jointly set up a barrier, and no one else can get close.

After walking outside the barrier, Qingluan turned and said to them: "This magic circle will absorb magic power, please be careful both of you."

This kind of barrier is useful to others, but it is useless to the devil.

The barrier is set extremely large, because if it is too small, even the magic power on the barrier will be absorbed by the magic circle.

Ling Jiu looked around, it was empty and silent.

After a while, he suddenly felt a familiar aura and looked in one direction.

"Qing Rang, where is...?"

The devil's eyes were cold, and he looked in that direction silently. Ling Jiu didn't know if he was unhappy or just thinking.

But this look made Ling Jiu uncomfortable.

Ling Jiu turned him to herself, "What's wrong with you?"

The Demon King looked away, shook his head, and raised his finger lightly. The snow on the ground in front of him instantly shattered and floated into the sky as if he had lost gravity.

Under the white snow, the Dafa Formation was completely exposed in front of the two of them.

Ling Jiu's familiar feeling became even stronger.

This turned out to be something left by the original Suzaku.