For a moment, Bloodthirsty seemed to be possessed, and kept talking to himself, muttering, "Impossible... Impossible... This is impossible... I must have seen it wrong... This must be fake... It must be an illusion..."
He wanted to look up and see clearly, but he was afraid, afraid to confirm again that this was real.
"Bloodthirst, why don't you go away!" The deep voice was like an old red wine, mellow and strong. The magnetic attraction made people involuntarily attracted by his voice. Majestic but steady, seductive but generous. That's right, this was the voice that came from Ling'er, a sealed voice that made Bloodthirst afraid.
"Nine-Nether, Nine-Nether Demon Lord!" His body couldn't help but tremble, and even his speech became incoherent. He couldn't believe it, but more than that, he was afraid.
The reason why he dared to be so presumptuous was that he thought that if the Nine Nether Demon Lord died, the monkey would be the king without the tiger in the mountain. So for so many years, he had been planning to replace the Demon Lord and take over the Demon Palace. But now, he actually knew that the Nine Nether Demon Lord had not disappeared at all, he had always existed, and even observed their every move!
This is horrible, so horrible!
If Ling'er's feeling just now was called sadness, then what Bloodthirsty felt now was despair.
He had been preparing for so long, his hopes had lasted so long, he had always thought that he could lead the demon world. But in the end, it was all in vain.
He lowered his hands with trembling hands. The Nine Nether Demon Lord was so powerful that even a seal or a voice could make him dare not act recklessly.
There was a flash of black light, and Bloodthirsty disappeared in this space.
The vines dissipated as the bloodthirsty left. Yinfeng and the others stopped for unknown reasons and returned to Ling'er.
"What's going on?" As soon as he landed on the ground, Feng Ling immediately ran to Yin Feng and asked anxiously. This kind of situation had never happened to his master before.
Yin Feng shook his head, "I don't know either, but the one who could scare Bloodthirsty like that, I think, must be that person!" After all, only that person could make Bloodthirsty respectfully submit. But, how is that possible
At this moment, Yin Feng also had the same doubts as Xixue.
The engagement between Yunhai City Pig and Jiuyou Demon Lord was an ancient agreement, but in the war a hundred years ago, Jiuyou Demon Lord's whereabouts were unknown, and he has not appeared for so many years. Everyone, not only bloodthirsty, thought that Jiuyou Demon Lord was dead.
How could a person who had disappeared for such a long time scare Bloodthirsty into this state? And what does it have to do with the master? Logically, the master should have never seen the Nine Nether Demon Lord.
"If even you don't know, then don't think about it for now. Anyway, as long as the master is fine, it's fine." Speaking of Ling'er, Feng Ling suddenly remembered that she was still in mid-air, and immediately looked at Ling'er, "Master!"
The surge of spiritual power lasted only for a moment. After Bloodthirst left, the seal was re-entered into Ling'er's body to suppress the leaking spiritual power. Ling'er also fainted due to the brief surge of spiritual power and fell from mid-air.
Feng Ling ran over to catch Ling'er, then shouted to Yin Feng: "Yin Feng, come and have a look, what happened to the master? Is she dead? Wuuuuu, master, please don't die. If you die, what will happen to Xiao Feng? Wuuuuu..."
Feng Ling, this idiot, started wailing when he saw Ling'er closing her eyes.
Xuan Yi walked over helplessly and slapped him on the forehead.
"Ah! You stinky Xuan Yi, you're committing murder! You've disfigured me, I'm going to kill you!"
"..." Xuan Yi always ignored Feng Ling, a guy with a simple mind.
"Okay, stop making trouble. The master just couldn't bear the surge of spiritual power and fainted from exhaustion. Take a good rest for a few days and he will be fine." Yin Feng said to Feng Ling after checking Ling'er's condition. Then he took Ling'er from Feng Ling and walked in front of Feng Xian'er.
Feng Xian'er hid behind the dragon throne because of fear, and only her trembling clothes could be seen.
"Where is the master's resting room?" There was no honorific, no reverence, and even no address. For a noble general like Yin Feng, the emperor of the human world was not worthy of his respect.
Of course, after witnessing everything that had just happened, knowing the special nature of their identities, and having learned the lesson from Bloodthirsty, Feng Xian'er, no matter how stupid she was, would not dare to risk her life to provoke these killers.
"In... in... in Yuntian Palace, it's... it's... it's me, oh no no no... it's the palace I prepared specially for Yun'er." Feng Xian'er stammered, then stuck her head out and waved her hand, saying to the female official under the table: "Come... come, hurry, take Prince Yun to Yuntian Palace to rest!"
"Yes..." The female official heard the Queen's order, looked around, and when she felt everything was fine, she slowly crawled out. However, her clothes were dirty, her official hat had fallen somewhere, and her hair was all messed up.
Without bothering to fix her makeup, she immediately came to Yin Feng and saluted respectfully, "Sir, please follow me."
Yin Feng had no expression on his face and said nothing, as he followed the female official to the Yuntian Palace.
Xuan Yi followed, together with Feng Ling, supporting Di Shi Tian who was still unconscious, and followed behind.
The master has a close relationship with this man. If she wakes up, she will definitely be worried about the man's condition, so it is better to carry him directly to Yuntian Palace. Otherwise, when the master wakes up, it will be troublesome to run back and forth.
Although Jun Liufeng was also injured, he was not unconscious, so there was no need to take care of him. He would return to Cangshengmen to recuperate. As for the others, except for the dead, the rest were only slightly injured, not seriously.
In the corner of the hall, Nangong Tianlan looked at the direction where Ling'er left, his eyes showing excitement. For Nangong Tianlan, as long as it was related to his great cause of unification, he was very interested.
Now, his interest is focused on the mysterious Shangguan Yunxiao. If he can get help from this woman, his future will be smooth sailing!
The steep mountain peaks stood in the clouds, supporting a gloomy palace. Torches were lit in the iron basin, and the bridge was supported by iron chains. Under the bridge was the rolling magma.
Although it was an unfamiliar environment, Ling'er felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. There was no one, no sound, and the silence was terrifying. (To be continued)