Shi Xuan Yun shocked, and quickly bowed to salute. It was not Ye Feng's deity who appeared in the sea of knowing the sea, but it was a touch of thought.
But on the contrary, this kind of divine thought is more majestic than Ye Feng's deity. After all, Ye Feng's breath is converged, which is no different from ordinary people.
"You know weird?"
Ye Feng turned around, his voice was magnificent, as if the thunder floating above the nine days fell into the ears of Xuan Xuan Yun.
"Xuan Yunzhi knows one or two.
"
Shi Xuan nodded: "They are the origin of all demons."
"You can say so."
Ye Feng made a slight head, and then said: "But weird and evil, they have the power they master regardless of good and evil."
"Just like the blood of the demons flowing in your body, but you are not as cruel as the demons."
Ye Feng raised his fingers and saw a bit of Wu Mang, as if there was a flash of heaven in the world.
"This is a weird name called Qianyouxie God. The rules I have mastered today will be given to you to help you win the battle and win the throne."
One finger was printed on Xuan Xuan's forehead, and the black light penetrated into it. She Xuanyai closed her eyes and opened it slowly after a while.
In Xuan Xuan's knowledge of the sea, there is an extra bunch of black mang, which is the rules of the Qianyou evil god. You only need to move your mind to use it freely.
Wu Mang's role, Xuan Xuanyun has been clear, can't help but show his joy, and rush to leave Ye Feng for saluting, "Thank you, the Lord of the League.
"
"This rule is the rules of illusions. When it is practiced, when used, try to understand the wonderfulness."
Ye Feng said indifferently: "If you can understand one or two, your strength will definitely rise."
"yes."
Xuan Xuanyun should lower her head, and then raised Ye Feng, who had disappeared, and couldn't help but make her feel that Ye Feng's power was mighty.
In the next five days, Shi Xuanyun carefully understood the power of Qianyou's evil gods, while recruiting his men's preparations with the fantasy combat.
And the illusion is also clear, saying that although he is the eldest son of the first king, Xuan Xuan is allowed to guard the king's court at the crisis of Wang Ting.
Therefore, the fantasy lift stubbornly proposed to match, and Xuan Xuan also agreed to the throne succeeded to the throne.
As soon as these remarks came out, the fantasy was stubborn to create a peaceful and polite setting for himself. Many fantasy demon people supported him.
For a while, countless talents and superb strengths correspondingly corresponded. They were willing to follow the fantasy and stubbornly, and became a member of his hundreds of his hands, helping him to win the battle with Xuan Xuan Yun.
The stubbornness is naturally carefully selected, finding the eight -star peak with extraordinary combat power, and let Xuan Xuan Yun defeat the ground.
Five days later, the autumn scene of the Phantom King Ting, this is the land of the Lord of the King Ting.
Many ministers and nobles came to watch, and saw a huge altar in the center of the autumn. The mysterious runes were carved on this altar. At this moment, the evil magic light was flashed.
The fantasy stubborn stubbornly led a hundred men to stand on one end of the altar, but Xuan Yun never appeared, as if she was afraid of shrinking.
The fantasy and fantasy slaughter hidden in the shape, living at a high altitude, looking at the bottom indifferently.
"I want to win this match, you see that his hands are all the peaks of the demon king, and there are many half -step devil's realm."
The magic Tu Ming looked at the altar below, and frowned slightly. "The name of the eldest son of the first king is still very useful. He shouted his identity and shouted his arms.
"If it weren't for this fight, I wouldn't have known that there were so many half-step demon kings in our clan."
"Ha ha."
Huan Qianzhong smiled heartily, "My clan members are naturally gifted. Having so many talents proves that our clan is strong. This is a good thing."
"But in this case, how can Da Xuanyun win?
The junior gave her a jade pendant, implying that she could come for help, but she has not looked for me at all in the past five days."
Huan Tu Ming was a little helpless, "Now that she hasn't shown up yet, could it be that she knew it was difficult to win and simply gave up?"
"Junior said, you can't be so harsh. The winning rate for this competition is really too low for her."
"If she is really what you think, it only proves that you and I were mistaken. Such a character is not worthy of being the Lord of the Royal Court."
Huan Qianzhong was calm and composed, and even took out a cup of tea from the void and tasted it leisurely.
Seeing Huan Tu Ming fidgeting, Huan Qianzhong waved his hand and said, "Sit down quickly, you are making me upset by dangling around."
"Isn't it time for this competition yet?
What are you in a hurry for?"
"Oh, ancestor..."
Just as Huantu Ming was about to speak, he saw Da Xuanyun leading a group of people hurriedly coming from a distance.
Today, Da Xuanyun was wearing a military uniform, looking heroic and quite imposing.
It's just that the men following behind her are much inferior to Huan Li's stubborn general.
Although most of them are in the eight-star realm, there are not many that can be found at the peak of eight-stars, and many are seven-star or even six-star.
This strength can be said to be uneven, and it is completely incomparable to Huan Li's men.
What's more important is that even with such poor subordinates, Da Xuanyun was not able to find a hundred people, only eighty-three.
"Look, Ancestor, the Succubus Demon King has no foundation in our clan, has no friendship with all parties, and doesn't even have enough subordinates. How can he win in a fight?"
Huan Tu Ming became more and more helpless. He was originally surprised to see Da Xuanyun appear, but when he saw her men, his heart went cold. Before the battle even started, their morale had dropped. How could they fight?
"oh?"
Huan Qianzhong regained some energy at this time, looked at Da Xuanyun's men carefully, and then showed a meaningful smile.
"Don't worry, I think she has some chances."
"Is there still a chance?"
Huan Tu Ming was startled. He was not a fool. This was obviously a disadvantage. Huan Qianzhong also said that there was a chance. There was obviously something wrong with this.
"What did I overlook?
It seems like there is no chance of winning...how can the Succubus Demon King win the battle?"
Huan Tu Ming couldn't help frowning and thinking.
Down below, Da Xuanyun and eighty-three of his men landed on the altar, confronting Huanli Wan and the others from afar.
"Haha, Sui Huan Demon King, is this the subordinate you found?
It’s too shabby.”
Before Huan Liwan could speak, a half-step demon king behind him laughed loudly.
This half-step demon king is named Huanyin Shan. He has been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests to practice in an attempt to achieve the realm of the demon king.
Huan Liwan also learned about Huanyin Mountain from his subordinates yesterday, and went to specially invite him to help.
Let Huanyin Mountain mock Da Xuanyun, Huan Li's expression remained unchanged, but he was very satisfied in his heart.
He wanted to maintain his peaceful and polite attitude and not utter sarcasm, but Huanyinshan said what he wanted to say for him, and he was very discerning.
"Although most of my king's men are not as strong as you, they are all strong. How can they be called shabby?"