The corners of Yan Zhixu's lips curled up slowly, with a bright but shy smile on his face, "Xiaoyaomen, Xiao Shengsheng, I really look forward to having a chance to see you again."
After speaking, his figure slowly dissipated in the sky and the earth, as if he had never appeared before.
…
"Yanyan, what's the matter? Is there any other discomfort?"
Hearing the concerned question in his ear, Muyan came back to his senses and shook his head.
"I'm fine. Di Ming Jue, Dad, where did you go? Did you encounter any danger?"
Only from the two of them, she couldn't see any injuries.
She even faintly feels that Di Ming Jue's cultivation level seems to have risen a bit compared to before.
But in the realm of the Immortal Emperor, the improvement of the cultivation base is calculated on the basis of hundreds of years and thousands of years.
In less than a day, he has improved his cultivation, is it possible
Di Ming Jue stretches out his hand to touch Muyan's face, the touch is cold and stained with blood.
It is enough to imagine how much Muyan suffered in the previous day and night.
He was really reckless.
He only wanted to save Jun Shitian, not to make Muyan sad.
But he never thought that in this chaotic and unclear Tianmei Banquet, both himself and Jun Shitian left, what kind of hidden dangers and crises would be left to Muyan and the others.
The remorse in Di Ming Jue's heart is almost overflowing, he hugs Muyan tightly in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yanyan, does it hurt you?"
Muyan: "..."
Onlookers: "..."
Extreme Emperor, even if you really like the demon princesses, you don't have to treat them like nothing in such a large audience, right
Wait, does the Emperor of the Extreme Region really like the princess of the Demon Race? !
Didn't he clearly reject the Mozu's marriage proposal several times
Why do you suddenly regret it now
Elder Minwei coughed lightly and said, "Emperor, Mozun, why don't we find a place for Her Royal Highness to rest first? There are also injured people in Tianmei Hall, whether they are demon cultivators or spiritual cultivators, they all need to be healed."
And in this Demon Imperial City, there is only demonic energy, not even spiritual energy or immortal energy.
Spiritualists who have not cultivated supernatural powers cannot repair their bodies by themselves, and they cannot even absorb elixir.
However, in the Demon Palace, spiritual power and immortal power can be introduced separately in certain palaces.
Elder Min Wei is usually in charge of general affairs, big and small, and these things are quickly handled.
After this battle, the relationship between the surviving spirit cultivators and the demon cultivators improved a lot.
With Di Ming Jue and everyone in Jiyu present, they are not afraid of being plotted again in the Demon Palace.
Everyone was settled down quickly, those who healed their wounds healed their wounds, and those who were in contact with the Zongmen contacted the Zongmen.
At this point, the ups and downs, which nearly overturned the entire Cultivation Continent, had finally come to an end.
…
In the endless dark space.
The man covered in blood was hung upside down in the air.
The bright red liquid slowly flowed down his hanging jet-black hair, making a tick-tock sound.
The ticking sound was like a spell to remind one's life, and also like a pendulum that seized one's soul.
Patiently waiting for the youth to suffer, despair, and finally collapse.
Suddenly, a ray of light slowly lit up in the darkness.
A monk in cassock walked in slowly.
His brows were gentle, and there was compassion on his face. When he saw the man hanging upside down in the air, he showed a gentle and kind smile, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, undyed benefactor, have you figured it out yet?"
Li Weiran, who was hung upside down in the air, opened his eyes and said weakly, "I figured it out. Don't you just want my yin and yang bone? I'll just give it to you."