Chapter 32: His Beloved

At the entrance of the demon world, Yan Jiu followed suit.

The wound on his body was deep, and with every step he took, he couldn't help but pull the wound.

But in his heart, the longing for Lan Cai'er and the soon-to-be-born child made Yan Jiu ignore all this.

The wind, a little strange.

Yan Jiu stopped, he felt something.

When I looked up, the sky was overcast, and clouds were pouring in from all directions.

In the middle of the clouds, a cloud cave appeared, and a violent and terrifying coercion came to the sky.

Yan Jiu's pupils shrank, and suddenly, he heard only a thunderstorm-like sound.

Yan Jiu didn't dare to hesitate for the moment, his figure galloped like lightning, and he was a mile away in an instant.

I saw that a huge hole had appeared in the place where he had been standing.

In the middle of the crater, there stood a single person.

The person who came came with his hands behind his back, wearing a bright yellow imperial helmet, and his blade-like eyebrows flew into his sideburns, arrogant and awe-inspiring.

In the dim skylight, the appearance of the man, dazzling like a round of scorching sun, burned Yan Jiu's eyes.

His face was handsome, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his body exuded a supreme and noble aura.

The man came alone, without a demon guard.

"Ninth brother, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, and when you returned to the demon world, you didn't want to see your brother, which really disappointed my brother. ”

Emperor Nanyou's dark green eyes flashed with sadness.

Back then, Yan Jiu was still a teenager, and compared to the indifferent Demon Ancestor, Yan Jiu's favorite was his second brother.

"War scars, why should you be pretending. The friendship between you and my brother was broken off as early as when you betrayed the demon ancestor. Yan Jiu's whole body was tense, his right hand couldn't help but clench his fist, and the one-third of the Demon Ancestor's demon source in his left hand was carefully hidden in his hand.

"Ninth brother, the misunderstanding between you and my brother is too deep. Do you still think that the Demon Ancestor was besieged by several powerful people in the Divine Realm and was attacked and killed because of my tipping off?"

Once upon a time, Yan Jiu trusted this second brother more than the Demon Ancestor.

But knowing that the Demon Ancestor had fallen and the demon world was in chaos, he knew that he had been deceived by the hypocritical face of the war scar.

"War Scar, put away your disgusting face. Okay, even if the death of the Demon Ancestor has nothing to do with you, but seven days after the news of the Demon Ancestor's death came out, you couldn't wait to marry Xiyan. You obviously know that it won't be long before Xiyan is going to marry the Demon Ancestor. You and Xiyan, a dog man and woman, have actually hooked up and betrayed the demon ancestor a long time ago. ”

Yan Jiu's mouthful was "disgusting", and a mouthful of "dog men and women" made Emperor Nanyou, who had been in a high position for many years, look very gloomy.

But he still resisted the urge to do it and forced himself to laugh.

"Ninth brother, these are all misunderstandings, besides, after the death of the demon ancestor, the demon world cannot be left without an owner for a day, and Xiyan and I were also forced to marry out of desperation to appease the emotions of several elders in the demon world. I heard that you returned to the Demon Realm this time because of the news of the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor. It's better for you to tell Brother Wei about the situation of the Demon Ancestor, and I can help you. ”

As he spoke, Emperor Nanyou's gaze fell on Yan Jiu's left hand.

Back then, the Demon Ancestor fell.

Yan Jiu was protecting the Demon Ancestor, and in the last battle, the demon's power was greatly damaged.

In the end, the Demon God Guard was finally disbanded due to the death of the Demon Ancestor, and Yan Jiu disappeared.

After many years, Yan Jiu suddenly appeared, and he appeared with King Xiyan.

Emperor Nanyou also guessed that the Demon Ancestor might not have been destroyed.

He thought that as long as the three demon bosses were brought under his command, Yan Jiu had left the demon world for many years, and the old department had already been scattered, so it would be impossible to make any big moves.

If the Demon Ancestor is not dead, he will get a little more of the power of the Yuan Shen, and the demon power will be restored, and Emperor Nanyou will never allow it, and the Demon Ancestor will become strong again.

"Help me, I think you're going to stab me. There is only one way to leave me with war scars. ”

Yan Jiu didn't say much more, a ravine-like demon pattern appeared on his body, and his body also expanded rapidly, and the demonic power was like a cloud and mist, enveloping his whole person, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly.

"Ninth brother, your temper is still the same as back then. Warscar shook his head with a shout. "You've been away from the Demon Realm for too long, this time, you'd better stay in the Demon Realm obediently. ”

Emperor Nanyou's voice fell, Yan Jiu's eyebrows trembled, and suddenly he saw a blade rising from the ground on the ground.

The blade was domineering and awe-inspiring, and it slashed down towards Yan Jiu's air.

With a bang, Yan Jiu's figure flew out.

This is?

There was no expected blood splattered on the spot.

Emperor Nanyou's eyebrows jumped suddenly.

Yan Jiu's "corpse" suddenly turned into countless figures, flying towards the entrance of the demon realm.

That was Yan Jiu's last resort to preservation.

"Demon shadow clone. ”

He can use demonic power to conjure up multiple clones.

Even the battle scars could never be distinguished in such a short period of time, and one-third of the demon ancestor's demon source was hidden in that demon shadow branch.

War Scar stood in the distance, his hands behind his back, his dark green eyes gradually sinking.

On his body, there was a snapping sound on the emperor's helmet.

On the emperor's helmet, there were many dark green demon patterns, which were very special, in addition to carrying deadly demon power, but also mixed with vast divine might.

Above the sky, the sea of clouds rolls.

Under the dense clouds, there seemed to be something about to come out.

Countless demon spirits and wild ghosts howled, and a large amount of evil qi flew towards the clouds, condensing together.

Slowly, a terrifying black shadow appeared, covering a terrifying shadow within a radius of dozens of miles.

Hearing the sound of the sky, Yan Jiu had a bad premonition.

He suddenly looked up, only to see that under the clouds, a terrifying demonic power carrying the power of heaven poured down like a waterfall.

The demonic power condensed together, forming a mountain that swallowed rivers and mountains.

That mountain was like a flying peak, volleying down into the sky, and the area covered by that mountain was too wide, and Yan Jiu had no chance to escape at all.

"Emperor Hell Demon River. ”

Yan Jiu's eyelids jumped for a while, he never expected that the battle scars would have grown by leaps and bounds in their demonic power over the years.

I'm sorry Cai'er, I'm sorry, my soon-to-be-born child, I'm sorry, Daddy is afraid I can't go back to see you.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Yan Jiu's mouth, muttering to himself.

The sky, the terrifying mountain formed by the condensation of countless evil spirits, fell with a bang.

Yan Jiu's hundreds of thousands of clones were crushed into powder in an instant, and a mountain appeared at the entrance of the demon realm overnight.

Almost at the same time, Lan Cai'er, who was sitting in the carriage and was about to rush back to the summer capital, suddenly woke up from her dream.