"If Fengzhe succeeds this time, I am afraid he will surpass the Emperor and become the highest strength of the demon clan." Fengzhe frowned slightly, a little uncomfortable with someone surpassing the Emperor. In his consciousness, the Emperor has always been insurmountable, and has always been a powerful and powerful existence that he looks up to.

"No prospect, only by surpassing can we make progress and strengthen our demon clan!" The Blood Demonic Speaker glanced at the Wind Demon Envoy and said naturally.

"What if the Phoenix really surpasses the Emperor?" Several other demons asked involuntarily. The rules of the demon clan have always been to respect the strong. Whoever is strong will be qualified to be the throne of the Demon Emperor. If the Phoenix's strength surpasses the Emperor, it will prove that the Emperor of the Demon Clan should be moved.

As soon as the question arose, the field fell into silence for a moment, and the demons were silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

"The phoenix is ​​born for the Emperor. No matter how powerful the phoenix is, it is only a demon concubine. Of course, the Emperor will always be the Emperor!" The Dark Demon Envoy broke the stiffness and said with a firm tone.

"That's right, the Emperor is forever the Emperor. If there is no Emperor, there will be no phoenix. This question should not be asked at all, and there is no need to discuss it." Another demon echoed in agreement.

"Haha, look at what we all want. The most important thing now is that the Phoenix can successfully bathe. No matter who is the Emperor, our demons are always stronger than before!"

...

The Twelve Demon Envoys started to discuss, but they didn't know that the scene they discussed was all fallen into their eyes by Ming Yihan in the bedroom.

In the ice bed in the bedroom, Ming Yihan sat cross-legged, and an image appeared in the void. It was the entrance to the Blood Spirit Underground Palace, and the twelve demons were all inside.

With a wave of his hand, the image dissipated. Ming Yihan's face was as cold as snow, and there was no vision. The surface was faint, and only the dark blue eyes could faintly find his displeasure.

"God!" The red light shook, Qianhe came in from outside, walked to Ming Yihan's bed, and said respectfully.

"Well, pay attention to the movements of the twelve demon envoys. Tell me in time after the baptism of the phoenix." Ming Yihan snorted lightly, waved his hand to let him retreat.

The entire bedroom was empty and quiet, and it was cold. Just a second after Qianhe retreated, Ming Yihan's face, like snow, showed a rare gentle look, and his thoughts were empty, and the little woman's appearance appeared in his mind again. I don't know how she is now, and I really want to go out to find her immediately.

But no, with his current strength, he will probably attract more pursuit when he goes out. He is not afraid of death, but he cannot put Yan'er in danger again. He can only wait until he recovers his strength and regains his essence!

One night passed, and before dawn, Zhiyan and others cleared two or three similar nests, and the entire forest was almost wiped out, but the mainland was completely in chaos overnight.

Countless towns were slaughtered by evil spirits, and countless small and medium-sized mercenary teams were attacked violently, none of them survived.

The creatures were suffering, complaining everywhere, the people were panicked, and all kinds of rumors were overwhelming.

"Mom, mom, mom, wake up, don't leave your daughter, mom..." The little girl hugged the woman in the pool of blood and cried heartily.

"Child, my son, you died so miserably..." The woman shook the boy who died tragically, and almost fainted from crying.

"No, don't drag my dad away, don't..."
Chapter completed!