Chapter 664
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The cultivator, who was struggling to support, looked at the person who appeared in front of the gray dead air at the same time.
When he saw the incoming person clearly, Yan Zhao's face was incredibly authentic and said: "Di Ying?"
Looking at the looming figure in the dead aura, Yan Zhao instantly understood the identity of the other party, who was the Lord of the demons who had been suppressed in the depths of the Demon Abyss by the ancestor of Fan Yin.
None of the Primordial Saint Realm present was stupid, and soon understood the identity of the Lord of the Demons.
The ancestors of the Yuanshengjing ancestors headed by the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall looked at the figure appearing in the death breath with incredible faces. The ubiquitous death breath blocked his face and taught people that they could not see the other side clearly, but they How did you not feel the terrible power of the opponent?
They originally thought that the Lord of the evil spirits was not a concern, and it was the Brahman cause that needed to be feared, but they did not expect the Lord of the evil spirits to be so powerful. The aura exuding from his body is not worse than that of Half-Step Immortal Realm, and even because of the death aura that devours vitality, it is even more daunting.
The Lord of the Holy Martial Temple suddenly understood that when they heard that she was promoted to the Primordial Saint Realm, why did she mention the Lord of the Demons and Fanyin when they celebrated her, and even because they did not agree with the Lord of the Demons, what was the look on her face? That's weird.
Compared to Fan Yin, who dared not easily do anything in the lower realms, the Lord of the Demons is the most terrifying.
But who knows that the demon lord suppressed by the Brahman will possess such terrible power?
"Di Ying, what are you doing?" Yan Zhao exclaimed in surprise and anger.
Seeing Di Ying appearing here, Yan Zhao instantly understood that the Lord of the Evil Demon would suddenly break through the seal, and it must have something to do with her, otherwise it would be impossible for the Lord of the Evil Demon to be born with the seal of the ancestor of Brahma.
Looking at the lifelessness that had enveloped the entire depths of the Demon Abyss, Yan Zhao was heartbroken.
The Lord of the Demons was born and swallowed a lot of life. I don't know how many demons were swallowed by death and turned into a corpse.
Di Ying ignored the cultivators around her, and looked at the dead person with pious eyes.
Yan Zhao finally waved his palm intolerably, and a dragon roared towards Di Ying.
However, Di Ying ignored it. She maintained the posture of kneeling respectfully, and a water curtain appeared, blocking the magic dragon and dispelling it.
"Di Ying!"
That group of Primordial Saint Realm Demon Race is also unbearable.
In an instant, they understood why the master of the evil spirits was here. It must have been when the ancestor Fanyin dealt with Wen Qiao, and Di Ying took advantage of his carelessness to destroy the seal set by the ancestor Fanyin.
They were frightened and angry in their hearts, they wanted to kill Di Ying, and hated Di Ying’s wolf ambition even more. The ancestors were so tolerant of her and allowed her to heal her wounds in the magic palace as a human being, but she repeated and repeated. The ground provoked the majesty of the ancestor, and even these monsters were released.
"Di Ying, how dare you release such monsters while the ancestor is not free to get distracted, and when the ancestor returns, you will surely ask your sins!"
The Mozu who was sternly accountable was suddenly knocked into the air by a water dragon that collected thousands of water.
Di Ying stood up slowly, looking at the group of hard-supported cultivators with watery eyes, and said gently and softly: "He is not a monster! He is Lord Yan Yi and the lord of the demons. In the future Will lead the Demon Race back to the Demon Realm and become the Lord of the Three Realms!"
"He is the Demon King?!!!" Pangu Hall Master said in horror.
Di Ying glanced contemptuously at the group of Yuanshengjing people who were automatically sent to the door, "Master Yan Yi is indeed the king of the devil!"
This can be regarded as a disguised acknowledgment of the identity of the Lord of the Demons.
The expression of the group of people changed drastically, their moods were unstable, and they almost couldn't suppress the spread of death.
The demons also looked at each other, but they were more rational, Yan Zhao said solemnly: "Di Ying, don't talk nonsense, the lord of the demons is just a monster resurrected from the dead, not humans, nor ghosts, nor demons, how can Able to be the lord of the demons?"
Di Ying was not angry. She looked at the dead figure religiously, and her voice resounded like water: "So, my mission is to bring Master Yan Yi back to life."
"resurrection?"
"Yes, as long as there is enough vitality, Master Yan Yi can be brought back to life."
These words made the minds of certain demons float.
Di Ying seemed to perceive something and laughed slowly.
Her gaze swept across the demons present, and said proudly: "The deity is Firefly, the demon Lord Firefly 50,000 years ago, presumably all the demons present should know this name!"
Sure enough, upon hearing these words, some of the demons were shocked and said: "Hanain? Are you the ancestor of the former five demons?"
Di Ying looked at them arrogantly. Although there was no answer, many demons already believed in her identity.
I can't blame the ancestor Fanyin for allowing an irrelevant person to enter the magic palace and is extremely tolerant of her. If she was really the ancestor Yingyin, one of the five demon lords back then, all this would make sense.
The demons looked at the figure in the dead air again, the gray dead air gathered around him, and gradually formed a gray cocoon. When the dead air and vitality entered his body at the same time, his aura became stronger. .
Some demons couldn't help but ask: "Yingyin ancestor, how can I resurrect the Lord?"
Hearing this, the hearts of the ancestors who were present at the Yuan Sage Realm human repair fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.
Although they were dubious about Di Ying's words, the aura of the Lord of the Evil Demon was undoubtedly powerful. If he were made strong enough to destroy even the Demon World, how many innocent creatures would die tragically.
"The fastest way is living sacrifice!" Di Yinglang said, "The best choice for living sacrifice is human cultivation. Among the three tribes, the human cultivation has a strong vitality, and it happens that there are many Yuanshengjing people here. If death engulf them, Master Yan Yi will surely be able to return to his heyday."
The faces of Pangu Palace Master and others became more and more ugly.
When the demons were silent, Yan Zhao suddenly said, "Even if you are the ancestor of Yingyin? The ancestor of Yingyin has already fallen, and the powerhouse of the demon is now the ancestor of Fanyin. The ancestor absolutely does not agree with this. A monster that needs a living sacrifice to be resurrected!"
"Shut up!" Di Ying yelled coldly, her icy eyes locked on Yan Zhao, "Yan Zhao, don't forget who gave you your last name!"
Yan Zhao opened his mouth, his voice was dry, "It's the Lord..."
"Yan Yi is the Lord!" Di Ying said, "The Lord gave you a family of Yan surnames under his own surname back then. I didn't expect that only 50,000 years later, your Yan family would not recognize the Lord!"
Yan Zhao subconsciously said: "The deity does not deny the Lord, but the Lord has already fallen..."
"He will be resurrected!" Di Ying interrupted him, vowing to himself.
When these words fell, except for Yan Zhao's pale face, the rest of the demons were already shaken. After all, Fan has been telling them about the Lord Yan Yi who had been in the depths of the Demon Abyss for so many years. thing.
It is said that if it were not for Yan Yi's sudden fall, the Demon Race in the Sealed Demon Heaven would definitely be able to return to the Demon Realm and make the Demon Realm the Lord of the Three Realms.
It's just that they didn't know that the original demon lord suppressed by the ancestors of Fanyin turned out to be the former Lord Yan Yi.
The Pangu Hallmaster and the others who saw the wavering of this group of demons really wanted to scold this group of stupid demons. They actually believed Di Ying’s nonsense. Could it be that this group of demons really wanted to use their people to cultivate a living? Can't sacrifice to the Lord of Demons?
Looking at the dead spirit, the demon lord who was breathing life and vitality, as the aura in his body became stronger and stronger, they all secretly cried out.
I don't know where the ancestor Fanyin and Wen Qiao hit, and whether they can rush back. Now the only two who can stop all of this. Of course, they are more worried about whether the ancestors of Fanyin will be shaken, and they want to resurrect the lord of the demons.
Just as they were desperately burning, a group of Yuanshengjing people tore open the space and came over.
Finally, all the ancestors of Yuanshengjing people in Fengdemon Tianyu gathered here.
But when the Pangu Hall Master and others saw them, they were even more desperate. Just this little bit of people was not enough for the Lord of Demons to devour. What's the point?
The ancestors of the Yuansheng Realm who had just arrived were shocked when they saw the situation above the Demon Abyss, and said, "What is that?"
Amidst the layers of gray mist, there was a huge gray cocoon. There seemed to be a person in the gray cocoon, and the person's breath was very strong and evil.
"It's the Lord of Demons!" The Master of the Holy Martial Arts Hall said with a sullen expression, "You guys come and help, absolutely can't let this death spirit spread outward..."
Before he finished speaking, he was attacked.
The one who attacked the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall was a Demon Race of the Primordial Saint Realm. The opponent's eyes flickered, and he had obviously obeyed Di Ying's words, and wanted to practice the group of Primordial Realm people who were automatically sent home to sacrifice to the Lord of the Evil and bring him back to life.
The Lord Pangu jumped with anger, and hurriedly greeted his companions: "Be careful, don't let the death here spread again! Also, this group of demons want to wait for me to sacrifice, you must not be sacrificed... …"
Upon hearing this, the newly arrived Yuanshengjing cultivators hurriedly stepped forward to protect their companions, and at the same time helped to control the spread of death.
Seeing that his lifelessness was under control again, Di Ying's eyes were sharp, and she flew up, raising tens of thousands of water to attack this group of Primordial Saint Realm.
A group of Primordial Saint Realm finally couldn't help fighting, vigorously, and the Demon Abyss was completely destroyed.
As the Demon Abyss was destroyed, the entire Sealed Demon Heaven Territory shook, and finally even the ancestors of the Primordial Saint Realm who had been cultivated by ghosts were attracted.
The nearby cultivators felt the movement of the Demon Abyss and rushed over to check it out. When they saw that the former prosperous Demon Abyss had become a ruin, they were shocked.
What shocked them even more was the gray death aura rising into the sky in the depths of the Demon Abyss, which could not even resist the Primordial Saint Realm and was spreading outwards.
Seeing this group of ghost repair ancestors appeared, the Pangu Palace Master quickly explained the situation to them, hoping to get their help. After all, it is about the life and death of Feng Mo Tianyu at this time. If the death energy continues to spread, it will swallow everything in Feng Mo Tianyu. Ghost repair can't please the vitality of the gods.
The ancestor Gui Xiu looked terrified, after all, he didn't want to see the Devil Heaven Territory destroyed, so he decided to come and help.
Just when the ghost repair ancestors started their hands, suddenly the evil demon lord who was wrapped in the gray cocoon let out a sharp whistle.
The sound wave shook out, and all the cultivators couldn't bear it. They vomited blood and flew upside down. At the same time, they were unable to suppress the death energy. The surging death energy suddenly spread outward, swallowing the sky and the earth.
Seeing that death energy was about to spread across the entire Demon Abyss, and when all the vitality of the Demon Abyss was swallowed up, two figures appeared from the void at the same time, blocking the spreading death energy.
When I saw the two, the practitioners present were all pleasantly surprised.
"Ancestor Fanyin!"
"Smell girl!"
Wen Qiao and Fanyin's ancestor blocked the death air at the same time, and forced the spreading death air back.
The lifelessness that was forced back gathered in the gray cocoon deep in the Demon Abyss, and the figure in the gray cocoon was looming.
Wen Qiao's eyes slid fiercely when he saw this familiar dead air. At the time when the Lord of the Demons was born, she was powerless, but now her cultivation level has long been different, and it happened to be solved all at once.
Thinking about it, Wen Qiao yelled, abruptly raising his cultivation level to a small realm, and blasted towards the dead figure with a fist.
"No!" Di Ying screamed with her pupils shrinking.
The punching fist that resembled the space torn open the rich lifelessness, and headed towards the gray cocoon in the lifelessness.
Seeing that the fist was about to break through the gray cocoon and fell on the person in the gray cocoon, suddenly Brahman flew away due to flying, and actually blocked the fist.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Fan's lips, but he still stood in front of his lifelessness, staring directly at Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao looked at her blankly, and said coldly: "Senior, you are protecting Di Ying and I have nothing to say, but why is the Lord of Demons?"
Fan Yin slowly said: "Yan Yi is the lord of our demons..."
As soon as the words came out, the demons present suddenly made an uproar, and even Yan Zhao, who had always been reluctant to recognize the identity of the master of the demons, couldn’t help but look at the ancestor Fanyin, open his mouth, but didn’t know what to say, his expression was a little dazed .
Wen Qiao frowned, knowing that "Yan Yi" was the name of the Lord of the Demons before his death. The Lord of the Demons was only because of his death, and the title given to him by the world was a bit malicious.
"Even if Yan Yi has already fallen, there is only one body left, the deity cannot let people destroy Yan Yi's body." Fan Yin said seriously.
Fan Yin's meaning is very clear. Although she does not recognize that the master of the evil spirits is Yan Yi, she does not allow Yan Yi's body to be destroyed. So even if this body is resurrected from the dead and becomes the master of the evil spirits, she can suppress it. It will not be destroyed.
Wen Qiao said coldly: "Then just hit it."
Seeing that she was about to shoot, Fanyin gritted her teeth and knew that Wen Qiao was forcing her.
With their current combat power, if they start in the Conferred Demon universe, they will surely destroy the Conferred Demon universe, which is suppressed by the law of space. If they enter the Chaos Void as before and fight, they can’t leave now...
At this time, Di Ying's voice sounded: "Fan Yin, grab her! Wen Qiao has awakened the mysterious bloodline and has the strongest vitality. If she is a living sacrifice, Master Yan Yi will be able to resurrect smoothly and restore the memory of the past! "
As his pupils shrank slightly, Fan suddenly looked at Di Ying.
Standing among a group of demons, Di Ying looked excited.
Her cultivation base did not know when she had restored the Primordial Saint Realm, her body was filled with devilish breath, and she had obviously been completely enchanted. It's not a good sign to enter the demons with a human body, but for the former demons, it is a good way to enter the demons, so Di Ying's situation at this time is much better than those of the demons.
"What you said is true?" Fan Yin asked hoarsely.
Di Ying nodded vigorously, her eyes staring at Wen Qiao in ecstasy: "I didn't lie to you, I know you want Yan Yi to return too! It is a real resurrection, not a non-human, non-ghost, non-devil monster!"
She knows Fan Yin's heart knot and is unwilling to admit that the master of the demons resurrected by the reversal technique is Yan Yi, but what about Yan Yi who has restored her previous memories?
Fan Yin looked at Wen Qiao and then at the lord of the evil demon who was wrapped in a cocoon of death, his expressions struggled a little more.
"I……"
Wen Qiao looked at her coldly, clenched his fist again, and struck Di Ying with a fist unexpectedly.
Di Ying subconsciously wanted to hide, but wherever she could hide, after being hit by a punch, her whole body flew out, and when she fell to the ground, a deep pit appeared on the ground.
After beating people, Wen Qiao looked at Fan Yin a little bit more mockingly.
With a cold gaze, Fan caught Di Ying in the pit with his backhand and found that she was not dead. He secretly relieved, put her aside, and continued to stare at Wen Qiao.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, no one dared to make a sound, only the wind of lifelessness passed by.
Just when the two were deadlocked, the lifelessness surged again.
The cultivators present were all startled, and turned their heads to look around, and saw that the demon lord, who was wrapped in dead spirit in mid-air, finally moved, and the dead spirit around quickly gathered towards the person without their control. , Death no longer spread, but began to shrink.
As the dead spirits gathered frantically towards the master of the evil spirits, the practitioners present felt a terrible pressure rising step by step, and that terrifying pressure swept across the surroundings, even the cultivators of the Yuansheng Realm Can't support it, let alone those low-level cultivators.
The faces of Wen Qiao and Fanyin, who were the closest to the death, finally changed.
Both of them felt the threat of death to them. With their current cultivation base, the lower realm was already invincible. This was originally impossible, but now...
Finally, the dead energy was completely absorbed by the people wrapped in the gray cocoon, and the Demon Abyss that was shrouded in the dead energy returned to clarity.
All the cultivators present were suppressed by the terrifying coercion and were unable to move. The only ones who could stand were Wen Qiao and Fanyin, but the two of them also looked awe-inspiring in the threat of instinct.
At the same time, they looked at the man who came out of the gray cocoon slowly dissipating.
When he saw the person's face clearly, Wen Qiao was taken aback.
With surprise on his face, Fan couldn't help taking a step forward, calling out, "Yan Yi..."
As soon as the words fell, he found that the other party was looking at her with a strange and cold look, blocking all her excitement.
Fan Yin stood there stiffly, and could only watch the man pass her, and the black robe slipped across the ground and disappeared into her eyes.
Wen Qiao looked at the people walking towards her, and the expression on her face gradually became stunned.
Grey eyes, black hair, black robes... and that very familiar face, this is...
"Young Master Ning?" The Master of the Saint Martial Hall looked at the person walking out of the gray cocoon with an incredible face, but seeing those cold gray pupils without any emotion, he instinctively was not Ning Yuzhou.
But this face is too similar to Ning Yuzhou.
Everyone who had seen Ning Yuzhou was shocked.
The Lord Pangu's scalp was numb, and there was a terrible guess in his heart, could it be that the genius Ning Yuzhou was the lord of demons? Otherwise, why are they so similar in appearance?
Di Ying, who had just recovered her sanity, couldn't help but said, "What are you talking about nonsense? This is Master Yan Yi!" She had a bad premonition in her heart, and she always felt that she had overlooked something.
At this time, the Lord of the Demons had already come to Wen Qiao.
The gray pupils looked at her without any emotion, and slowly stretched out their hands towards her.
Wen Qiao was stunned, unable to react for a while, seeing that her hand touched her face, suddenly a spatial crack appeared behind him, and a person walked out from the spatial crack, took her by the waist, and hugged her in. In an embrace.
At the same time, he avoided that hand.
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The cultivator, who was struggling to support, looked at the person who appeared in front of the gray dead air at the same time.
When he saw the incoming person clearly, Yan Zhao's face was incredibly authentic and said: "Di Ying?"
Looking at the looming figure in the dead aura, Yan Zhao instantly understood the identity of the other party, who was the Lord of the demons who had been suppressed in the depths of the Demon Abyss by the ancestor of Fan Yin.
None of the Primordial Saint Realm present was stupid, and soon understood the identity of the Lord of the Demons.
The ancestors of the Yuanshengjing ancestors headed by the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall looked at the figure appearing in the death breath with incredible faces. The ubiquitous death breath blocked his face and taught people that they could not see the other side clearly, but they How did you not feel the terrible power of the opponent?
They originally thought that the Lord of the evil spirits was not a concern, and it was the Brahman cause that needed to be feared, but they did not expect the Lord of the evil spirits to be so powerful. The aura exuding from his body is not worse than that of Half-Step Immortal Realm, and even because of the death aura that devours vitality, it is even more daunting.
The Lord of the Holy Martial Temple suddenly understood that when they heard that she was promoted to the Primordial Saint Realm, why did she mention the Lord of the Demons and Fanyin when they celebrated her, and even because they did not agree with the Lord of the Demons, what was the look on her face? That's weird.
Compared to Fan Yin, who dared not easily do anything in the lower realms, the Lord of the Demons is the most terrifying.
But who knows that the demon lord suppressed by the Brahman will possess such terrible power?
"Di Ying, what are you doing?" Yan Zhao exclaimed in surprise and anger.
Seeing Di Ying appearing here, Yan Zhao instantly understood that the Lord of the Evil Demon would suddenly break through the seal, and it must have something to do with her, otherwise it would be impossible for the Lord of the Evil Demon to be born with the seal of the ancestor of Brahma.
Looking at the lifelessness that had enveloped the entire depths of the Demon Abyss, Yan Zhao was heartbroken.
The Lord of the Demons was born and swallowed a lot of life. I don't know how many demons were swallowed by death and turned into a corpse.
Di Ying ignored the cultivators around her, and looked at the dead person with pious eyes.
Yan Zhao finally waved his palm intolerably, and a dragon roared towards Di Ying.
However, Di Ying ignored it. She maintained the posture of kneeling respectfully, and a water curtain appeared, blocking the magic dragon and dispelling it.
"Di Ying!"
That group of Primordial Saint Realm Demon Race is also unbearable.
In an instant, they understood why the master of the evil spirits was here. It must have been when the ancestor Fanyin dealt with Wen Qiao, and Di Ying took advantage of his carelessness to destroy the seal set by the ancestor Fanyin.
They were frightened and angry in their hearts, they wanted to kill Di Ying, and hated Di Ying’s wolf ambition even more. The ancestors were so tolerant of her and allowed her to heal her wounds in the magic palace as a human being, but she repeated and repeated. The ground provoked the majesty of the ancestor, and even these monsters were released.
"Di Ying, how dare you release such monsters while the ancestor is not free to get distracted, and when the ancestor returns, you will surely ask your sins!"
The Mozu who was sternly accountable was suddenly knocked into the air by a water dragon that collected thousands of water.
Di Ying stood up slowly, looking at the group of hard-supported cultivators with watery eyes, and said gently and softly: "He is not a monster! He is Lord Yan Yi and the lord of the demons. In the future Will lead the Demon Race back to the Demon Realm and become the Lord of the Three Realms!"
"He is the Demon King?!!!" Pangu Hall Master said in horror.
Di Ying glanced contemptuously at the group of Yuanshengjing people who were automatically sent to the door, "Master Yan Yi is indeed the king of the devil!"
This can be regarded as a disguised acknowledgment of the identity of the Lord of the Demons.
The expression of the group of people changed drastically, their moods were unstable, and they almost couldn't suppress the spread of death.
The demons also looked at each other, but they were more rational, Yan Zhao said solemnly: "Di Ying, don't talk nonsense, the lord of the demons is just a monster resurrected from the dead, not humans, nor ghosts, nor demons, how can Able to be the lord of the demons?"
Di Ying was not angry. She looked at the dead figure religiously, and her voice resounded like water: "So, my mission is to bring Master Yan Yi back to life."
"resurrection?"
"Yes, as long as there is enough vitality, Master Yan Yi can be brought back to life."
These words made the minds of certain demons float.
Di Ying seemed to perceive something and laughed slowly.
Her gaze swept across the demons present, and said proudly: "The deity is Firefly, the demon Lord Firefly 50,000 years ago, presumably all the demons present should know this name!"
Sure enough, upon hearing these words, some of the demons were shocked and said: "Hanain? Are you the ancestor of the former five demons?"
Di Ying looked at them arrogantly. Although there was no answer, many demons already believed in her identity.
I can't blame the ancestor Fanyin for allowing an irrelevant person to enter the magic palace and is extremely tolerant of her. If she was really the ancestor Yingyin, one of the five demon lords back then, all this would make sense.
The demons looked at the figure in the dead air again, the gray dead air gathered around him, and gradually formed a gray cocoon. When the dead air and vitality entered his body at the same time, his aura became stronger. .
Some demons couldn't help but ask: "Yingyin ancestor, how can I resurrect the Lord?"
Hearing this, the hearts of the ancestors who were present at the Yuan Sage Realm human repair fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.
Although they were dubious about Di Ying's words, the aura of the Lord of the Evil Demon was undoubtedly powerful. If he were made strong enough to destroy even the Demon World, how many innocent creatures would die tragically.
"The fastest way is living sacrifice!" Di Yinglang said, "The best choice for living sacrifice is human cultivation. Among the three tribes, the human cultivation has a strong vitality, and it happens that there are many Yuanshengjing people here. If death engulf them, Master Yan Yi will surely be able to return to his heyday."
The faces of Pangu Palace Master and others became more and more ugly.
When the demons were silent, Yan Zhao suddenly said, "Even if you are the ancestor of Yingyin? The ancestor of Yingyin has already fallen, and the powerhouse of the demon is now the ancestor of Fanyin. The ancestor absolutely does not agree with this. A monster that needs a living sacrifice to be resurrected!"
"Shut up!" Di Ying yelled coldly, her icy eyes locked on Yan Zhao, "Yan Zhao, don't forget who gave you your last name!"
Yan Zhao opened his mouth, his voice was dry, "It's the Lord..."
"Yan Yi is the Lord!" Di Ying said, "The Lord gave you a family of Yan surnames under his own surname back then. I didn't expect that only 50,000 years later, your Yan family would not recognize the Lord!"
Yan Zhao subconsciously said: "The deity does not deny the Lord, but the Lord has already fallen..."
"He will be resurrected!" Di Ying interrupted him, vowing to himself.
When these words fell, except for Yan Zhao's pale face, the rest of the demons were already shaken. After all, Fan has been telling them about the Lord Yan Yi who had been in the depths of the Demon Abyss for so many years. thing.
It is said that if it were not for Yan Yi's sudden fall, the Demon Race in the Sealed Demon Heaven would definitely be able to return to the Demon Realm and make the Demon Realm the Lord of the Three Realms.
It's just that they didn't know that the original demon lord suppressed by the ancestors of Fanyin turned out to be the former Lord Yan Yi.
The Pangu Hallmaster and the others who saw the wavering of this group of demons really wanted to scold this group of stupid demons. They actually believed Di Ying’s nonsense. Could it be that this group of demons really wanted to use their people to cultivate a living? Can't sacrifice to the Lord of Demons?
Looking at the dead spirit, the demon lord who was breathing life and vitality, as the aura in his body became stronger and stronger, they all secretly cried out.
I don't know where the ancestor Fanyin and Wen Qiao hit, and whether they can rush back. Now the only two who can stop all of this. Of course, they are more worried about whether the ancestors of Fanyin will be shaken, and they want to resurrect the lord of the demons.
Just as they were desperately burning, a group of Yuanshengjing people tore open the space and came over.
Finally, all the ancestors of Yuanshengjing people in Fengdemon Tianyu gathered here.
But when the Pangu Hall Master and others saw them, they were even more desperate. Just this little bit of people was not enough for the Lord of Demons to devour. What's the point?
The ancestors of the Yuansheng Realm who had just arrived were shocked when they saw the situation above the Demon Abyss, and said, "What is that?"
Amidst the layers of gray mist, there was a huge gray cocoon. There seemed to be a person in the gray cocoon, and the person's breath was very strong and evil.
"It's the Lord of Demons!" The Master of the Holy Martial Arts Hall said with a sullen expression, "You guys come and help, absolutely can't let this death spirit spread outward..."
Before he finished speaking, he was attacked.
The one who attacked the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall was a Demon Race of the Primordial Saint Realm. The opponent's eyes flickered, and he had obviously obeyed Di Ying's words, and wanted to practice the group of Primordial Realm people who were automatically sent home to sacrifice to the Lord of the Evil and bring him back to life.
The Lord Pangu jumped with anger, and hurriedly greeted his companions: "Be careful, don't let the death here spread again! Also, this group of demons want to wait for me to sacrifice, you must not be sacrificed... …"
Upon hearing this, the newly arrived Yuanshengjing cultivators hurriedly stepped forward to protect their companions, and at the same time helped to control the spread of death.
Seeing that his lifelessness was under control again, Di Ying's eyes were sharp, and she flew up, raising tens of thousands of water to attack this group of Primordial Saint Realm.
A group of Primordial Saint Realm finally couldn't help fighting, vigorously, and the Demon Abyss was completely destroyed.
As the Demon Abyss was destroyed, the entire Sealed Demon Heaven Territory shook, and finally even the ancestors of the Primordial Saint Realm who had been cultivated by ghosts were attracted.
The nearby cultivators felt the movement of the Demon Abyss and rushed over to check it out. When they saw that the former prosperous Demon Abyss had become a ruin, they were shocked.
What shocked them even more was the gray death aura rising into the sky in the depths of the Demon Abyss, which could not even resist the Primordial Saint Realm and was spreading outwards.
Seeing this group of ghost repair ancestors appeared, the Pangu Palace Master quickly explained the situation to them, hoping to get their help. After all, it is about the life and death of Feng Mo Tianyu at this time. If the death energy continues to spread, it will swallow everything in Feng Mo Tianyu. Ghost repair can't please the vitality of the gods.
The ancestor Gui Xiu looked terrified, after all, he didn't want to see the Devil Heaven Territory destroyed, so he decided to come and help.
Just when the ghost repair ancestors started their hands, suddenly the evil demon lord who was wrapped in the gray cocoon let out a sharp whistle.
The sound wave shook out, and all the cultivators couldn't bear it. They vomited blood and flew upside down. At the same time, they were unable to suppress the death energy. The surging death energy suddenly spread outward, swallowing the sky and the earth.
Seeing that death energy was about to spread across the entire Demon Abyss, and when all the vitality of the Demon Abyss was swallowed up, two figures appeared from the void at the same time, blocking the spreading death energy.
When I saw the two, the practitioners present were all pleasantly surprised.
"Ancestor Fanyin!"
"Smell girl!"
Wen Qiao and Fanyin's ancestor blocked the death air at the same time, and forced the spreading death air back.
The lifelessness that was forced back gathered in the gray cocoon deep in the Demon Abyss, and the figure in the gray cocoon was looming.
Wen Qiao's eyes slid fiercely when he saw this familiar dead air. At the time when the Lord of the Demons was born, she was powerless, but now her cultivation level has long been different, and it happened to be solved all at once.
Thinking about it, Wen Qiao yelled, abruptly raising his cultivation level to a small realm, and blasted towards the dead figure with a fist.
"No!" Di Ying screamed with her pupils shrinking.
The punching fist that resembled the space torn open the rich lifelessness, and headed towards the gray cocoon in the lifelessness.
Seeing that the fist was about to break through the gray cocoon and fell on the person in the gray cocoon, suddenly Brahman flew away due to flying, and actually blocked the fist.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Fan's lips, but he still stood in front of his lifelessness, staring directly at Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao looked at her blankly, and said coldly: "Senior, you are protecting Di Ying and I have nothing to say, but why is the Lord of Demons?"
Fan Yin slowly said: "Yan Yi is the lord of our demons..."
As soon as the words came out, the demons present suddenly made an uproar, and even Yan Zhao, who had always been reluctant to recognize the identity of the master of the demons, couldn’t help but look at the ancestor Fanyin, open his mouth, but didn’t know what to say, his expression was a little dazed .
Wen Qiao frowned, knowing that "Yan Yi" was the name of the Lord of the Demons before his death. The Lord of the Demons was only because of his death, and the title given to him by the world was a bit malicious.
"Even if Yan Yi has already fallen, there is only one body left, the deity cannot let people destroy Yan Yi's body." Fan Yin said seriously.
Fan Yin's meaning is very clear. Although she does not recognize that the master of the evil spirits is Yan Yi, she does not allow Yan Yi's body to be destroyed. So even if this body is resurrected from the dead and becomes the master of the evil spirits, she can suppress it. It will not be destroyed.
Wen Qiao said coldly: "Then just hit it."
Seeing that she was about to shoot, Fanyin gritted her teeth and knew that Wen Qiao was forcing her.
With their current combat power, if they start in the Conferred Demon universe, they will surely destroy the Conferred Demon universe, which is suppressed by the law of space. If they enter the Chaos Void as before and fight, they can’t leave now...
At this time, Di Ying's voice sounded: "Fan Yin, grab her! Wen Qiao has awakened the mysterious bloodline and has the strongest vitality. If she is a living sacrifice, Master Yan Yi will be able to resurrect smoothly and restore the memory of the past! "
As his pupils shrank slightly, Fan suddenly looked at Di Ying.
Standing among a group of demons, Di Ying looked excited.
Her cultivation base did not know when she had restored the Primordial Saint Realm, her body was filled with devilish breath, and she had obviously been completely enchanted. It's not a good sign to enter the demons with a human body, but for the former demons, it is a good way to enter the demons, so Di Ying's situation at this time is much better than those of the demons.
"What you said is true?" Fan Yin asked hoarsely.
Di Ying nodded vigorously, her eyes staring at Wen Qiao in ecstasy: "I didn't lie to you, I know you want Yan Yi to return too! It is a real resurrection, not a non-human, non-ghost, non-devil monster!"
She knows Fan Yin's heart knot and is unwilling to admit that the master of the demons resurrected by the reversal technique is Yan Yi, but what about Yan Yi who has restored her previous memories?
Fan Yin looked at Wen Qiao and then at the lord of the evil demon who was wrapped in a cocoon of death, his expressions struggled a little more.
"I……"
Wen Qiao looked at her coldly, clenched his fist again, and struck Di Ying with a fist unexpectedly.
Di Ying subconsciously wanted to hide, but wherever she could hide, after being hit by a punch, her whole body flew out, and when she fell to the ground, a deep pit appeared on the ground.
After beating people, Wen Qiao looked at Fan Yin a little bit more mockingly.
With a cold gaze, Fan caught Di Ying in the pit with his backhand and found that she was not dead. He secretly relieved, put her aside, and continued to stare at Wen Qiao.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, no one dared to make a sound, only the wind of lifelessness passed by.
Just when the two were deadlocked, the lifelessness surged again.
The cultivators present were all startled, and turned their heads to look around, and saw that the demon lord, who was wrapped in dead spirit in mid-air, finally moved, and the dead spirit around quickly gathered towards the person without their control. , Death no longer spread, but began to shrink.
As the dead spirits gathered frantically towards the master of the evil spirits, the practitioners present felt a terrible pressure rising step by step, and that terrifying pressure swept across the surroundings, even the cultivators of the Yuansheng Realm Can't support it, let alone those low-level cultivators.
The faces of Wen Qiao and Fanyin, who were the closest to the death, finally changed.
Both of them felt the threat of death to them. With their current cultivation base, the lower realm was already invincible. This was originally impossible, but now...
Finally, the dead energy was completely absorbed by the people wrapped in the gray cocoon, and the Demon Abyss that was shrouded in the dead energy returned to clarity.
All the cultivators present were suppressed by the terrifying coercion and were unable to move. The only ones who could stand were Wen Qiao and Fanyin, but the two of them also looked awe-inspiring in the threat of instinct.
At the same time, they looked at the man who came out of the gray cocoon slowly dissipating.
When he saw the person's face clearly, Wen Qiao was taken aback.
With surprise on his face, Fan couldn't help taking a step forward, calling out, "Yan Yi..."
As soon as the words fell, he found that the other party was looking at her with a strange and cold look, blocking all her excitement.
Fan Yin stood there stiffly, and could only watch the man pass her, and the black robe slipped across the ground and disappeared into her eyes.
Wen Qiao looked at the people walking towards her, and the expression on her face gradually became stunned.
Grey eyes, black hair, black robes... and that very familiar face, this is...
"Young Master Ning?" The Master of the Saint Martial Hall looked at the person walking out of the gray cocoon with an incredible face, but seeing those cold gray pupils without any emotion, he instinctively was not Ning Yuzhou.
But this face is too similar to Ning Yuzhou.
Everyone who had seen Ning Yuzhou was shocked.
The Lord Pangu's scalp was numb, and there was a terrible guess in his heart, could it be that the genius Ning Yuzhou was the lord of demons? Otherwise, why are they so similar in appearance?
Di Ying, who had just recovered her sanity, couldn't help but said, "What are you talking about nonsense? This is Master Yan Yi!" She had a bad premonition in her heart, and she always felt that she had overlooked something.
At this time, the Lord of the Demons had already come to Wen Qiao.
The gray pupils looked at her without any emotion, and slowly stretched out their hands towards her.
Wen Qiao was stunned, unable to react for a while, seeing that her hand touched her face, suddenly a spatial crack appeared behind him, and a person walked out from the spatial crack, took her by the waist, and hugged her in. In an embrace.
At the same time, he avoided that hand.
The cultivator, who was struggling to support, looked at the person who appeared in front of the gray dead air at the same time.When he saw the incoming person clearly, Yan Zhao's face was incredibly authentic and said: "Di Ying?"Looking at the looming figure in the dead aura, Yan Zhao instantly understood the identity of the other party, who was the Lord of the demons who had been suppressed in the depths of the Demon Abyss by the ancestor of Fan Yin.None of the Primordial Saint Realm present was stupid, and soon understood the identity of the Lord of the Demons.The ancestors of the Yuanshengjing ancestors headed by the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall looked at the figure appearing in the death breath with incredible faces. The ubiquitous death breath blocked his face and taught people that they could not see the other side clearly, but they How did you not feel the terrible power of the opponent?They originally thought that the Lord of the evil spirits was not a concern, and it was the Brahman cause that needed to be feared, but they did not expect the Lord of the evil spirits to be so powerful. The aura exuding from his body is not worse than that of Half-Step Immortal Realm, and even because of the death aura that devours vitality, it is even more daunting.The Lord of the Holy Martial Temple suddenly understood that when they heard that she was promoted to the Primordial Saint Realm, why did she mention the Lord of the Demons and Fanyin when they celebrated her, and even because they did not agree with the Lord of the Demons, what was the look on her face? That's weird.Compared to Fan Yin, who dared not easily do anything in the lower realms, the Lord of the Demons is the most terrifying.But who knows that the demon lord suppressed by the Brahman will possess such terrible power?"Di Ying, what are you doing?" Yan Zhao exclaimed in surprise and anger.Seeing Di Ying appearing here, Yan Zhao instantly understood that the Lord of the Evil Demon would suddenly break through the seal, and it must have something to do with her, otherwise it would be impossible for the Lord of the Evil Demon to be born with the seal of the ancestor of Brahma.Looking at the lifelessness that had enveloped the entire depths of the Demon Abyss, Yan Zhao was heartbroken.The Lord of the Demons was born and swallowed a lot of life. I don't know how many demons were swallowed by death and turned into a corpse.Di Ying ignored the cultivators around her, and looked at the dead person with pious eyes.Yan Zhao finally waved his palm intolerably, and a dragon roared towards Di Ying.However, Di Ying ignored it. She maintained the posture of kneeling respectfully, and a water curtain appeared, blocking the magic dragon and dispelling it."Di Ying!"That group of Primordial Saint Realm Demon Race is also unbearable.In an instant, they understood why the master of the evil spirits was here. It must have been when the ancestor Fanyin dealt with Wen Qiao, and Di Ying took advantage of his carelessness to destroy the seal set by the ancestor Fanyin.They were frightened and angry in their hearts, they wanted to kill Di Ying, and hated Di Ying's wolf ambition even more. The ancestors were so tolerant of her and allowed her to heal her wounds in the magic palace as a human being, but she repeated and repeated. The ground provoked the majesty of the ancestor, and even these monsters were released."Di Ying, how dare you release such monsters while the ancestor is not free to get distracted, and when the ancestor returns, you will surely ask your sins!"The Mozu who was sternly accountable was suddenly knocked into the air by a water dragon that collected thousands of water.Di Ying stood up slowly, looking at the group of hard-supported cultivators with watery eyes, and said gently and softly: "He is not a monster! He is Lord Yan Yi and the lord of the demons. In the future Will lead the Demon Race back to the Demon Realm and become the Lord of the Three Realms!""He is the Demon King?!!!" Pangu Hall Master said in horror.Di Ying glanced contemptuously at the group of Yuanshengjing people who were automatically sent to the door, "Master Yan Yi is indeed the king of the devil!"This can be regarded as a disguised acknowledgment of the identity of the Lord of the Demons.The expression of the group of people changed drastically, their moods were unstable, and they almost couldn't suppress the spread of death.The demons also looked at each other, but they were more rational, Yan Zhao said solemnly: "Di Ying, don't talk nonsense, the lord of the demons is just a monster resurrected from the dead, not humans, nor ghosts, nor demons, how can Able to be the lord of the demons?"Di Ying was not angry. She looked at the dead figure religiously, and her voice resounded like water: "So, my mission is to bring Master Yan Yi back to life.""resurrection?""Yes, as long as there is enough vitality, Master Yan Yi can be brought back to life."These words made the minds of certain demons float.Di Ying seemed to perceive something and laughed slowly.Her gaze swept across the demons present, and said proudly: "The deity is Firefly, the demon Lord Firefly 50,000 years ago, presumably all the demons present should know this name!"Sure enough, upon hearing these words, some of the demons were shocked and said: "Hanain? Are you the ancestor of the former five demons?"Di Ying looked at them arrogantly. Although there was no answer, many demons already believed in her identity.I can't blame the ancestor Fanyin for allowing an irrelevant person to enter the magic palace and is extremely tolerant of her. If she was really the ancestor Yingyin, one of the five demon lords back then, all this would make sense.The demons looked at the figure in the dead air again, the gray dead air gathered around him, and gradually formed a gray cocoon. When the dead air and vitality entered his body at the same time, his aura became stronger. .Some demons couldn't help but ask: "Yingyin ancestor, how can I resurrect the Lord?"Hearing this, the hearts of the ancestors who were present at the Yuan Sage Realm human repair fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.Although they were dubious about Di Ying's words, the aura of the Lord of the Evil Demon was undoubtedly powerful. If he were made strong enough to destroy even the Demon World, how many innocent creatures would die tragically."The fastest way is living sacrifice!" Di Yinglang said, "The best choice for living sacrifice is human cultivation. Among the three tribes, the human cultivation has a strong vitality, and it happens that there are many Yuanshengjing people here. If death engulf them, Master Yan Yi will surely be able to return to his heyday."The faces of Pangu Palace Master and others became more and more ugly.When the demons were silent, Yan Zhao suddenly said, "Even if you are the ancestor of Yingyin? The ancestor of Yingyin has already fallen, and the powerhouse of the demon is now the ancestor of Fanyin. The ancestor absolutely does not agree with this. A monster that needs a living sacrifice to be resurrected!""Shut up!" Di Ying yelled coldly, her icy eyes locked on Yan Zhao, "Yan Zhao, don't forget who gave you your last name!"Yan Zhao opened his mouth, his voice was dry, "It's the Lord...""Yan Yi is the Lord!" Di Ying said, "The Lord gave you a family of Yan surnames under his own surname back then. I didn't expect that only 50,000 years later, your Yan family would not recognize the Lord!"Yan Zhao subconsciously said: "The deity does not deny the Lord, but the Lord has already fallen...""He will be resurrected!" Di Ying interrupted him, vowing to himself.When these words fell, except for Yan Zhao's pale face, the rest of the demons were already shaken. After all, Fan has been telling them about the Lord Yan Yi who had been in the depths of the Demon Abyss for so many years. thing.It is said that if it were not for Yan Yi's sudden fall, the Demon Race in the Sealed Demon Heaven would definitely be able to return to the Demon Realm and make the Demon Realm the Lord of the Three Realms.It's just that they didn't know that the original demon lord suppressed by the ancestors of Fanyin turned out to be the former Lord Yan Yi.The Pangu Hallmaster and the others who saw the wavering of this group of demons really wanted to scold this group of stupid demons. They actually believed Di Ying's nonsense. Could it be that this group of demons really wanted to use their people to cultivate a living? Can't sacrifice to the Lord of Demons?Looking at the dead spirit, the demon lord who was breathing life and vitality, as the aura in his body became stronger and stronger, they all secretly cried out.I don't know where the ancestor Fanyin and Wen Qiao hit, and whether they can rush back. Now the only two who can stop all of this. Of course, they are more worried about whether the ancestors of Fanyin will be shaken, and they want to resurrect the lord of the demons.Just as they were desperately burning, a group of Yuanshengjing people tore open the space and came over.Finally, all the ancestors of Yuanshengjing people in Fengdemon Tianyu gathered here.But when the Pangu Hall Master and others saw them, they were even more desperate. Just this little bit of people was not enough for the Lord of Demons to devour. What's the point?The ancestors of the Yuansheng Realm who had just arrived were shocked when they saw the situation above the Demon Abyss, and said, "What is that?"Amidst the layers of gray mist, there was a huge gray cocoon. There seemed to be a person in the gray cocoon, and the person's breath was very strong and evil."It's the Lord of Demons!" The Master of the Holy Martial Arts Hall said with a sullen expression, "You guys come and help, absolutely can't let this death spirit spread outward..."Before he finished speaking, he was attacked.The one who attacked the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall was a Demon Race of the Primordial Saint Realm. The opponent's eyes flickered, and he had obviously obeyed Di Ying's words, and wanted to practice the group of Primordial Realm people who were automatically sent home to sacrifice to the Lord of the Evil and bring him back to life.The Lord Pangu jumped with anger, and hurriedly greeted his companions: "Be careful, don't let the death here spread again! Also, this group of demons want to wait for me to sacrifice, you must not be sacrificed... "Upon hearing this, the newly arrived Yuanshengjing cultivators hurriedly stepped forward to protect their companions, and at the same time helped to control the spread of death.Seeing that his lifelessness was under control again, Di Ying's eyes were sharp, and she flew up, raising tens of thousands of water to attack this group of Primordial Saint Realm.A group of Primordial Saint Realm finally couldn't help fighting, vigorously, and the Demon Abyss was completely destroyed.As the Demon Abyss was destroyed, the entire Sealed Demon Heaven Territory shook, and finally even the ancestors of the Primordial Saint Realm who had been cultivated by ghosts were attracted.The nearby cultivators felt the movement of the Demon Abyss and rushed over to check it out. When they saw that the former prosperous Demon Abyss had become a ruin, they were shocked.What shocked them even more was the gray death aura rising into the sky in the depths of the Demon Abyss, which could not even resist the Primordial Saint Realm and was spreading outwards.Seeing this group of ghost repair ancestors appeared, the Pangu Palace Master quickly explained the situation to them, hoping to get their help. After all, it is about the life and death of Feng Mo Tianyu at this time. If the death energy continues to spread, it will swallow everything in Feng Mo Tianyu. Ghost repair can't please the vitality of the gods.The ancestor Gui Xiu looked terrified, after all, he didn't want to see the Devil Heaven Territory destroyed, so he decided to come and help.Just when the ghost repair ancestors started their hands, suddenly the evil demon lord who was wrapped in the gray cocoon let out a sharp whistle.The sound wave shook out, and all the cultivators couldn't bear it. They vomited blood and flew upside down. At the same time, they were unable to suppress the death energy. The surging death energy suddenly spread outward, swallowing the sky and the earth.Seeing that death energy was about to spread across the entire Demon Abyss, and when all the vitality of the Demon Abyss was swallowed up, two figures appeared from the void at the same time, blocking the spreading death energy.When I saw the two, the practitioners present were all pleasantly surprised."Ancestor Fanyin!""Smell girl!"Wen Qiao and Fanyin's ancestor blocked the death air at the same time, and forced the spreading death air back.The lifelessness that was forced back gathered in the gray cocoon deep in the Demon Abyss, and the figure in the gray cocoon was looming.Wen Qiao's eyes slid fiercely when he saw this familiar dead air. At the time when the Lord of the Demons was born, she was powerless, but now her cultivation level has long been different, and it happened to be solved all at once.Thinking about it, Wen Qiao yelled, abruptly raising his cultivation level to a small realm, and blasted towards the dead figure with a fist."No!" Di Ying screamed with her pupils shrinking.The punching fist that resembled the space torn open the rich lifelessness, and headed towards the gray cocoon in the lifelessness.Seeing that the fist was about to break through the gray cocoon and fell on the person in the gray cocoon, suddenly Brahman flew away due to flying, and actually blocked the fist.A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Fan's lips, but he still stood in front of his lifelessness, staring directly at Wen Qiao.Wen Qiao looked at her blankly, and said coldly: "Senior, you are protecting Di Ying and I have nothing to say, but why is the Lord of Demons?"Fan Yin slowly said: "Yan Yi is the lord of our demons..."As soon as the words came out, the demons present suddenly made an uproar, and even Yan Zhao, who had always been reluctant to recognize the identity of the master of the demons, couldn't help but look at the ancestor Fanyin, open his mouth, but didn't know what to say, his expression was a little dazed .Wen Qiao frowned, knowing that "Yan Yi" was the name of the Lord of the Demons before his death. The Lord of the Demons was only because of his death, and the title given to him by the world was a bit malicious."Even if Yan Yi has already fallen, there is only one body left, the deity cannot let people destroy Yan Yi's body." Fan Yin said seriously.Fan Yin's meaning is very clear. Although she does not recognize that the master of the evil spirits is Yan Yi, she does not allow Yan Yi's body to be destroyed. So even if this body is resurrected from the dead and becomes the master of the evil spirits, she can suppress it. It will not be destroyed.Wen Qiao said coldly: "Then just hit it."Seeing that she was about to shoot, Fanyin gritted her teeth and knew that Wen Qiao was forcing her.With their current combat power, if they start in the Conferred Demon universe, they will surely destroy the Conferred Demon universe, which is suppressed by the law of space. If they enter the Chaos Void as before and fight, they can't leave now...At this time, Di Ying's voice sounded: "Fan Yin, grab her! Wen Qiao has awakened the mysterious bloodline and has the strongest vitality. If she is a living sacrifice, Master Yan Yi will be able to resurrect smoothly and restore the memory of the past! "As his pupils shrank slightly, Fan suddenly looked at Di Ying.Standing among a group of demons, Di Ying looked excited.Her cultivation base did not know when she had restored the Primordial Saint Realm, her body was filled with devilish breath, and she had obviously been completely enchanted. It's not a good sign to enter the demons with a human body, but for the former demons, it is a good way to enter the demons, so Di Ying's situation at this time is much better than those of the demons."What you said is true?" Fan Yin asked hoarsely.Di Ying nodded vigorously, her eyes staring at Wen Qiao in ecstasy: "I didn't lie to you, I know you want Yan Yi to return too! It is a real resurrection, not a non-human, non-ghost, non-devil monster!"She knows Fan Yin's heart knot and is unwilling to admit that the master of the demons resurrected by the reversal technique is Yan Yi, but what about Yan Yi who has restored her previous memories?Fan Yin looked at Wen Qiao and then at the lord of the evil demon who was wrapped in a cocoon of death, his expressions struggled a little more."I"Wen Qiao looked at her coldly, clenched his fist again, and struck Di Ying with a fist unexpectedly.Di Ying subconsciously wanted to hide, but wherever she could hide, after being hit by a punch, her whole body flew out, and when she fell to the ground, a deep pit appeared on the ground.After beating people, Wen Qiao looked at Fan Yin a little bit more mockingly.With a cold gaze, Fan caught Di Ying in the pit with his backhand and found that she was not dead. He secretly relieved, put her aside, and continued to stare at Wen Qiao.The atmosphere suddenly became tense, no one dared to make a sound, only the wind of lifelessness passed by.Just when the two were deadlocked, the lifelessness surged again.The cultivators present were all startled, and turned their heads to look around, and saw that the demon lord, who was wrapped in dead spirit in mid-air, finally moved, and the dead spirit around quickly gathered towards the person without their control. , Death no longer spread, but began to shrink.As the dead spirits gathered frantically towards the master of the evil spirits, the practitioners present felt a terrible pressure rising step by step, and that terrifying pressure swept across the surroundings, even the cultivators of the Yuansheng Realm Can't support it, let alone those low-level cultivators.The faces of Wen Qiao and Fanyin, who were the closest to the death, finally changed.Both of them felt the threat of death to them. With their current cultivation base, the lower realm was already invincible. This was originally impossible, but now...Finally, the dead energy was completely absorbed by the people wrapped in the gray cocoon, and the Demon Abyss that was shrouded in the dead energy returned to clarity.All the cultivators present were suppressed by the terrifying coercion and were unable to move. The only ones who could stand were Wen Qiao and Fanyin, but the two of them also looked awe-inspiring in the threat of instinct.At the same time, they looked at the man who came out of the gray cocoon slowly dissipating.When he saw the person's face clearly, Wen Qiao was taken aback.With surprise on his face, Fan couldn't help taking a step forward, calling out, "Yan Yi..."As soon as the words fell, he found that the other party was looking at her with a strange and cold look, blocking all her excitement.Fan Yin stood there stiffly, and could only watch the man pass her, and the black robe slipped across the ground and disappeared into her eyes.Wen Qiao looked at the people walking towards her, and the expression on her face gradually became stunned.Grey eyes, black hair, black robes... and that very familiar face, this is..."Young Master Ning?" The Master of the Saint Martial Hall looked at the person walking out of the gray cocoon with an incredible face, but seeing those cold gray pupils without any emotion, he instinctively was not Ning Yuzhou.But this face is too similar to Ning Yuzhou.Everyone who had seen Ning Yuzhou was shocked.The Lord Pangu's scalp was numb, and there was a terrible guess in his heart, could it be that the genius Ning Yuzhou was the lord of demons? Otherwise, why are they so similar in appearance?Di Ying, who had just recovered her sanity, couldn't help but said, "What are you talking about nonsense? This is Master Yan Yi!" She had a bad premonition in her heart, and she always felt that she had overlooked something.At this time, the Lord of the Demons had already come to Wen Qiao.The gray pupils looked at her without any emotion, and slowly stretched out their hands towards her.Wen Qiao was stunned, unable to react for a while, seeing that her hand touched her face, suddenly a spatial crack appeared behind him, and a person walked out from the spatial crack, took her by the waist, and hugged her in. In an embrace.At the same time, he avoided that hand.
