Xinglang sneered: "The princess who hasn't even found a shadow until now, what is it if she is not a dilapidated household?"
"I can tell you today, what kind of demon princess, our king is so disgusting that he will die, and will never marry into the family, you should give up your heart!"
boom!
A black glow flashed past, Jun Shitian finally made a move.
His first attack is naturally Di Ming Jue who is about to crush Tianhe's demon core.
The two figures soared into the sky in an instant, intertwined into a ball.
Chang Lao is worried about Di Ming Jue's body, and anxiously shouts: "Your Majesty, Mozun, stop now! It's all just a misunderstanding!"
However, at this moment, the people from Moyu and Jiyu were really jealous.
No one can listen to him anymore.
Chang Lao anxiously looked at Po Jun.
Po Jun shook his head at him.
Even if they knew it was not appropriate to start a war with the demons at this time.
But the demons have been humiliated to the top, if they still shrink back blindly.
The extreme domain will be stepped into the center of the earth from then on, without any majesty.
Now it is no longer whether the emperor and the devil want to fight or not.
Instead, the two sides had to fight.
Po Jun withdrew his gaze, concentrated his gaze, and waved his hands: "Ghost Killing Department, follow me to kill the demons!"
"Obey!"
Tianhe narrowly escaped from death, and after being in shock, he burst into anger: "Damn it! These bastard sons of Jiyu, are I afraid of you when I am a son of the demon clan! Kill, kill all these despicable spiritual cultivators!!"
All of a sudden, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.
Even if there were no ghouls, what awaited them would be rivers of blood and catastrophe.
At this moment, a flying boat with a strange shape galloped from the distant sky.
Tianhe saw the flying boat from a distance, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "It's Yu Tiansuo of my demon clan, we are here to reinforce the army! Hahaha, you Jiyu are doomed this time!"
[Royal Tiansuo] falls.
The dense army of demons, dressed in uniform black costumes, filed out from Yu Tiansuo.
Seeing this scene, Chang Lao's heart sank.
The divine power in the body circulated slowly, and he took a step forward.
However, he did not wait for him to attack the demons.
Seeing a familiar figure rushing out of Yu Tiansuo, he hurried towards the center of the battle.
Chang Lao recognized at a glance that it was Elder Minwei of the Demon Race.
I saw that he didn't know what he was holding in his hands, and his face was full of anxiety.
He completely ignored the tense atmosphere around him, and hurriedly yelled at Jun Shitian in the air: "Mozun, come and take a look, the young master has a fever and is still unconscious!"
Jun Shitian in the air hears this, and pushes Di Ming Jue away with a palm.
It was completely ignoring the sneak attack that might come from behind.
He quickly flew in the direction of Minwei.
Di Ming Jue frowned, his eyes fell on the ball in Min Wei's hands.
With a move in my heart, I also fell down.
As soon as Jun Shitian landed on the ground, he asked sharply: "What's going on? Didn't you ask you to bring him back to the Demon Realm to take care of him?"
"The subordinates don't know." Min Wei frowned, "Young master suddenly became like this. We are not spiritual practitioners, and we can't see any clues! That's why we had to bring the young master to find you, Mozun." gone."
While speaking, Min Wei lifted the black cloth covering his shoulders.
A little boy carved in powder and jade appeared.
The little boy's eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, his face was flushed, his expression was blurred and painful, as if he was suffering some kind of torture.
But even so, his little face still looked so calm and precocious.
Chang Lao, who had just rushed over to see this scene, paused, felt a big groan in his heart, and froze.