Deep in the Burial Dragon Hill, three demons with extraordinary abilities stood together and chatted casually.
The three of them have many similarities. They all have impeccable looks and noble and compelling temperaments. They all have purple marks between their eyebrows, and their clothes are all trimmed with a light gold edge.
The only difference is the different patterns of the clan emblem shown on the front of the clothes. The patterns are exquisite and small, representing the three highnesses of the Blood Demon Palace, Wind Demon Palace and Fire Demon Palace respectively.
Yes, these three people are exactly the three royal highnesses in the rumors. It's just strange that there is no one else except an old man standing next to the three people and a chariot parked next to them.
His Highness from the Fire Demon Palace was named Xuan Yan. After casually looking at it, he looked at His Highness from the Wind Demon Palace next to him and said, "Yixuan, which palace do you think is most likely to win the Demon Sword Evil Shadow this time?"
"The ones with the greatest chances are naturally the First Demon Palace, the Heavenly Demon Palace, the second Demon Palace, the Earth Demon Palace, and the third Demon Palace, the Shadow Demon Palace. The other Demon Palaces also have opportunities, but they are not as good as these three." Feng Mo said. Dian Yixuan thought for a while and analyzed calmly.
Wang Feng from the Blood Demon Palace shook his head and said, "I don't think so."
"How to say?"
Wang Feng seemed to have other opinions, and both His Highnesses looked over.
"Have you ever thought about it, if the one from the Succubus Palace comes with you, tsk tsk, the variables will be huge."
After hearing this, Xuan Yan and the two men's handsome faces changed slightly, and they fell into deep thought. Indeed, if that person comes, the variables will be huge.
"It's impossible. Although this man is great, he is also very smart. He knows that there are some things that he cannot touch. This is the Evil Shadow Sword!"
"not sure."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At this moment, two strong winds blew over, and the strong winds condensed. Two demons from the Wind Demon Palace came out and knelt down on one knee.
"Greetings to your three highnesses, Qin Yun and others have been killed."
After hearing this news, the expressions of the three of them did not change. The strength of Qin Yun and the four of them was not top-notch. They were asked to guard the border just to delay the arrival of the leading figures from all parties so that no one would disturb them.
I just didn't expect that leaders from other fields would come so quickly, which was a bit beyond plan.
"Who made the move? Chu Yang from the Sky Star Sea, Sima Lingxuan from the Dark Sea, Kong Yuan and his gang from the Demon Realm, or people from the Ghost Clan and Corpse Clan?"
"Your Highness, none of them."
"What!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three His Highnesses changed slightly. Yixuan said in a deep voice: "Tell me, who did it."
"The Shadowless Sword King."
The scene was silent for a moment, and His Highness the Blood Demon Palace sneered: "You came just in time, my father called for his head, and the Second Emperor's Uncle was looking for him all over Kunlun, and he still dared to show up. I will inform my Second Emperor's Uncle right now, Killing him when the time comes will be considered a credit to me.”
After saying that, His Highness Wang Feng of the Blood Demon Palace began to close his eyes, and the purple mark between his eyebrows kept flashing.
Others know that this is the secret method of transmitting sounds unique to the blood clan royal family, and similar methods are available in all clans.
After a moment, His Highness the Blood Demon Palace said with a smile: "My imperial uncle is in the Tianwu Territory, and he will be here soon."
"In that case, I won't get involved in this matter."
Both Xuan Yan and Xuan Yan knew that the Shadowless Sword King had robbed what the Blood Demon Emperor wanted and had already formed a grudge. He sold Wang Feng a favor very wisely.
Yixuan said to the demon who was still kneeling on the ground: "You go down first and continue searching the dragon's lair. Don't worry about the matter of the Shadowless Sword King."
The two demons stood up, their silhouettes getting lighter and lighter, turning into a gust of wind and blowing into the distance.
boom!
But just after flying a thousand meters, two more violent winds suddenly blew in the distance. They were not ordinary winds, but knife winds. It's not the sword hidden in the wind, but the wind transformed by the infinite sword intention.
The strong wind was accompanied by thunder, and lightning tore through the void.
Two shrill screams rang out, and the two originally elegant Demons of the Wind Demon Palace fell to the feet of the three His Highnesses, covered with bruises.
Looking at the knife wound, there was a faint flash of thunder. The two demons were wailing in pain, their bodies were shaking, and they could no longer stand up.
Another bang was heard, and a figure fell heavily, stirring up countless dust.
His Highness the Blood Demon Palace raised his eyebrows: "Wang Tian?"
"Your Highness, this is the Shadowless Sword King. He is here to save Bai Wuxue." Wang Tian said with difficulty.
There was the sound of wind chimes, and two mutated dragons pulled a chariot and slowly fell down.
The old men beside the three highnesses quietly dispersed, and inadvertently protected the three highnesses in a place where they could most easily protect them.
The three unspectacular old men are the mysterious guardians of their respective demon temples.
In the chariot, Xiao Chen looked at the three demon princes with a little surprise. There was only one old man beside the three of them. Where had the other people in the Demon Palace gone
"Very good. You can be considered a meritorious service by leading the Shadowless Sword King here. After you die, I will ask my father to grant you the posthumous title!"
His Highness the Blood Demon Palace said lightly, and swung out a palm, extinguishing Wang Tian's last chance of life.
Before he died, Wang Tian opened his mouth and tried desperately to say something. He wanted to tell the three highnesses not to underestimate the enemy, but Wang Feng did not give him this chance at all.
What I wanted to say remained unsaid after all.
"Who gave you such courage? Dare to come to the three of us alone." Yixuan, His Highness of the Wind Demon Palace, looked at the Samsara Chariot with interest and said with a faint smile.
Xuan Yan smiled and said: "This chariot is good, I want it. It's not that we didn't give you a chance, Wang Feng brought it to the door himself. You can't blame me."
"I know." Wang Feng said calmly.
Xiao Chen couldn't understand what the three people were saying. The reason why he came here was because Wang Tiandao said something else.
Bai Wuxue was caught back without even escaping far, but the three highnesses did not kill him. He and some other Shuiyue Alliance elites were all imprisoned.
According to Wang Tian, this move was to take these people as hostages.
After getting the Evil Shadow Sword, some big shots in the Kunlun world may try to stop it. At this time, having a hostage that can be used will always be more or less beneficial.
"If I don't understand what you are talking about, just ask, can Bai Wuxue be in your hands?" Xiao Chen asked in the chariot.
His Highness the Blood Demon Palace clapped his hands, and some demons immediately walked out of the warship in the sky, pressing down on the imprisoned Bai Wuxue, Ling Feng and others, kneeling on the ground.
Xiao Chen took one look and felt relieved.
"Let him go, I will leave this place immediately and will never participate in the battle of the magic sword."
The three highnesses laughed at the same time, and Wang Feng said coldly: "King of the Shadowless Sword, haven't you figured out what's going on yet? Let me go? Soon, you will be kneeling on it, and you still dare to speak so brazenly."
The two highnesses from the Wind Demon Palace and the Fire Demon Palace showed a trace of mockery and clapped their hands.
Wow!
Suddenly, in each dragon lair, there were strong winds, roaring flames, or flying blood.
Flames filled the sky, falling like meteors. After landing, the flames squirmed and condensed into a human shape.
Amidst the strong wind, demons came out one after another with cold faces. In the midst of the bloody light, the blood demons appeared one by one.
The empty ground was suddenly filled with dense demons, inside and outside, in circles, surrounding the Samsara Chariot.
At a casual glance, the number of demons in these three major demon palaces is probably no less than 3,000, and one-third of them are cultivated by the Martial Emperor.
The overwhelming demonic power gathered together, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and the black dragon energy swimming in the sky seemed to be scattered by this demonic power.
The air suddenly became thinner, the atmosphere was oppressive and tense, and a cold chill was spreading.
Kill kill kill!
All the demons shouted coldly three times, unsheathed their weapons at the same time, and pointed directly at the Samsara Chariot.
Three thousand murderous auras condensed into substance. The chariot seemed unable to bear the pressure and made a creaking sound.
The seven-handled divine weapon was trembling and buzzing.
"A large number of people bully a small number of people?" Xiao Chen seemed to be talking to himself in the chariot.
Wang Feng sneered: "You fool, you don't think we will take action against you personally, do you?"
Xuan Yan said calmly: "As your Highness the Demon Clan, we have a noble status, how can we not cherish ourselves?"
"Don't be angry, today I am going to bully the minority and surround you to kill you!" Yi Xuan said in a cold voice with a hint of ridicule.
Stupidly, he came to the door and blamed them for attacking the few with more. This Shadowless Sword King was nothing more than that.
"Angry? No, it's just that I don't like to bully the minority, so some methods are rarely used. Today it seems that it can be used, thank you."
In the chariot, Xiao Chen looked calm, and there was no hint of panic in his words.
What's the meaning
For no reason, the three demon princes felt something was wrong.
Clang!
The seven magic weapons were unsheathed at the same time, and seven more figures appeared on the ground around the chariot. They stretched out their hands to grab the magic weapons, and each stood in a position to protect the chariot.
Before it was over, in the chariot, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and his aura suddenly surged.
A long sword flew out from the chariot and turned into thousands of sword lights. Each beam of sword light was as dazzling as the scorching sun.
The light was so bright that the three demon princes could not see clearly and squinted slightly.
When the light dissipated, the three of them looked shocked, their mouths wide open, and their faces were full of disbelief.
I saw three major demon halls, and each demon was surrounded by four swordsmen. Looking at it, there were three thousand demons, who were in turn surrounded by water.