Crazy roars, like the summons of a demon, came out in waves.
Mo Yun and An Yi searched for the source of the sound, feeling extremely excited.
Vice Lord Juehe, his main consciousness is nearby!
The two of them had completely forgotten about Xuanyuan Yu and Ling Luo, desperately searching for their new master in the dark night.
Finally, less than half an hour later, Mo Yun took the lead and found Jue He's figure in a very hidden cave.
It was a ball of black gas that was only about the size of half a head, emitting a very weak light, with dark devilish energy all over the surface, and stretched out countless glowing tentacles, dancing convulsively.
"Your Majesty Juehe! I'm late!"
Mo Yun recognized the former monarch at a glance, and immediately kowtowed and begged for sin.
Jue He was in so much pain that he had no time to care about Mo Yun and just kept roaring there.
"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
"Yu, you must die a happy death!"
Mo Yun quickly echoed: "Sir Jue He, please rest assured that my subordinates will do their best to help you recover, and then kill Xuanyuan Yu with all their strength!"
About a quarter of an hour later, for some unknown reason, the pain in Jue He's main consciousness gradually eased, and the painful roar gradually subsided.
"Your Majesty Juehe, for three thousand years, His Highness the Second Elder has been waiting for your return." Mo Yun still maintained his kneeling posture.
A chuckle came from Jue He's consciousness and he said: "Jia Rui is determined. What is the current situation in the demon world?"
Mo Yun took Jue He out of the secret cave. Along the way, he described the current situation of the demon world to Jue He in detail.
When it was almost finished, everyone returned to the central temple in the main city of Dongmu.
Beiming Youxue saw Mo Yun rushing towards the inner hall with great momentum, her face changed slightly, and she hurriedly said: "Third Demon Envoy, what are you..."
"Fountain of life." Mo Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and stated his purpose concisely and concisely.
Beiming Youxue's expression changed suddenly and said: "No, Lord Demon Envoy, most of the Well of Life has just been stolen by your Dark Lord of the Demon Realm. It is now almost dry. If it is used on a large scale again, it will dry up."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Mo Yun interrupted Beiming Youxue impatiently and said, "In order to save Lord Juehe, a small well of life is nothing."
Beiming Youxue's eyes fell on the already weak-looking black consciousness in Mo Yun's hand.
The fountain of life possesses extremely powerful life force.
It can completely restore the weak consciousness, but the amount required is very huge.
Beiming Youxue frowned. She took a step forward, stopped in front of Mo Yun, and said seriously: "The Well of Life is the source of spiritual power for the entire Elf Forest. If it dries up, the Elf World will collapse.
Please be merciful, Lord Demon Envoy, and can you postpone it for a few days before giving it to this..."
Mo Yun's face was ashen, and his patience had reached its limit.
Mo Yun stretched out a hand and shot out a dark magic light, which struck unceremoniously in the direction of Beiming Youxue.
Beiming Youxue never expected that the demon master who was cooperating with him would suddenly attack him rashly. He didn't even have time to dodge, and hit his chest with a palm.