Muyun Jiancheng said, "I hope it's the second type. ”

Compared with the Demon Emperor's ambition to heal, the result of the alien race controlling the demon race is more acceptable, and things will become simpler.

But after all, everything is just speculation, and there is no ironclad evidence.

Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City knew very well that no matter what the situation was, they could not take it lightly when they were in the Demon Domain's Peerless Cloud Ridge.

On the bed, Lin Twelve, a young man from the demon clan, supported his body with his hands and wanted to sit up.

Luo Changfeng wanted to step forward to help him, but was stubbornly rejected by the young man.

Finally, after a long struggle, the boy sat up recline and leaned on the pillow. Sweating profusely, he breathed a sigh of relief, he clasped his fists at the two of them, and said sincerely with the etiquette of the human race: "Twelve wants to ask the two seniors for one thing. ”

Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City looked at him.

Lin Twelve said: "I don't know what happened to the two seniors who got into the Absolute Cloud Ridge, but Twelve sincerely hopes that if it can be avoided, I implore the seniors not to kill and injure the innocent in the demon clan." ”

Luo Changfeng smiled.

This demon boy Lin Twelve is smart and kind, and he can't help but like it.

Mu Yun Sword City, who was not smiling, said something funny: "Don't worry, we are also peace lovers. ”

When Lin San, the shopkeeper of the tea shop, asked the doctor to return, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Jiancheng had already left. Leave the town and head deeper into the Absolute Cloud Ridge.

They thought that now that they had a clue, they would continue to track down the truth hidden in the haze of the six hundred miles of the Peerless Cloud Ridge Demon Domain. As for Lin Twelve's future chances, whether he will be unknown or proud of his contemporaries, it depends on himself.

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Two days later, the two appeared in the mountains and mountains inhabited by the demon tribe hundreds of miles away.

Most of the so-called clans have relatives and members of the direct blood who hold important positions in the Demon Emperor Cloud Palace, which is equivalent to the family behind the civil and military officials of the Terran Empire.

Therefore, it is needless to say that the places where the major tribes have settled down are close to the mountains and rivers, and they also occupy excellent resources. Compared with the villages and towns in the marginal areas, there are more prosperous palaces hidden in the mountains, and even sometimes you can feel the aura of the great demon who has cultivated to reach the spiritual realm.

According to Luo Changfeng's estimate, this place is close to the core Baili Cloud Palace where the ruler of the Demon Domain lives. So along the way, the two had to start being cautious.

In the forest, Luo Changfeng sighed softly.

Muyun Sword City is also looking into the distance.

At the same time, the two of them noticed the sound of a fight behind the green mountain on their side, so they each unfolded their bodies, like two only eyes

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The leaves are bowed, but the wind that makes it difficult to see them sweeps across the hills.

They did not hide in the clouds, but were as light as a bird's toes tapping on the treetops of the towering ancient trees.

Three hundred meters away, there is a secluded path, and a horse-drawn carriage is parked about twice as tall as usual.

There were two people fighting around the carriage.

One of them was tall and rugged, half-naked, with a copper ring hanging from his left ear and a black tattoo on his arm, which looked like a guard of a certain tribe of the demon clan.

The other party is all dressed in black and masked, with silver blades shining in their hands, obviously a killer who does not want to reveal his identity.

Luo Changfeng and the others quietly looked at the one-sided attack and killing scene on the trail, and then looked at the carriage that had never moved.

Suddenly remembering someone, Luo Changfeng said: "These people seem to be a giant spirit clan. ”

After the first three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong Sacred Sacrifice Ceremony Liancheng Jue was canonized, the twelve stars of the heavens withdrew from the stage of history and was replaced by Jiujinlan.

Among the Nine Golden Orchids, half of the bloodlines flowing in the body of the giant spirit that used to be under the constellation of the Heavenly Demon Constellation belonged to the demon clan and the giant spirit clan. The tall tribal guards in front of him looked exactly like the one in Tiandong.

Muyun Sword City didn't speak, he just watched the battle in the forest path.

The strength of more than a dozen black-clothed killers was obviously above that group of tribal guards, and it didn't take long for the last Djinn guard to fall under the silver glittering cold blade.

So more than a dozen black-clothed people instantly opened up and surrounded the carriage.

As if hearing a momentary silence around him, a crutch stretched out from the carriage, lifted the curtain, and then walked down a person.

It was an old man who was probably over a hundred years old, and compared to the guards in his peers, he was dressed in fine clothes. Even if he was hunched over and on crutches, he was still much taller than ordinary Terran men.

After the old man got out of the carriage, one of the killers removed the face towel: "Master Taifu, don't come unharmed." ”

At the top of the treetops, Luo Changfeng was quite surprised.

As expected, the title of the Demon Domain Taifu refers to the teaching teacher of the prince of the demon clan in the Baili Cloud Palace. In the Cloud Palace, it should be the same as the prime minister, similar to the existence of the head of the civil and military officials.

I only heard the old man of the Giant Spirit Clan, who was called Taifu, gritted his teeth and said: "Sure enough, it is that old thief! Encouraging the prince and the princess to reneg on the contract they made with the human race countless years ago, and now they want to kill the old man and eradicate the dissidents in the cloud palace." I think that my demon clan has been stable for thousands of years, and now it is going to be cut off in the hands of that old thief!

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It is determined that it will not be tolerated by the world, and it is the sinner of millions of people of my demon clan!"

The old man of the Djinn clan hated it.

I couldn't help myself, and the cane in my hand tapped on the ground. I hate that he didn't cultivate as a scholar, otherwise he would have beaten these rebellious ministers and thieves to death.

The killer who took off his scarf to reveal his true face smiled: "These cynical words, Lord Taifu should tell them to the ghosts and ghosts under Jiuquan." Our task is to cut off the head of Master Taifu and go back to the errand, so that we don't have the leisure to listen to your nagging. ”

The prince of the demon clan snorted: "Even if the old man enters the Yellow Spring, he will definitely not let you go!"

"Then you'd better go to the Yellow Springs first......"

The man who had taken off his scarf leaped to his feet, raising the bloody silver blade in his hand and throwing it away.

A cold light suddenly flashed in front of the prince of the Giant Spirit Clan, as if the feeling of death was approaching made him extremely unwilling to close his eyes and welcome death.

For a moment, he felt a chill with the smell of blood pass through his ears, and then with a thud, the silver blade slammed into the carriage window.

The old man of the Djinn Clan opened his eyes, only to see that the man's eyes were bloodshot and bulging, and his face was full of consternation, and he was no longer breathing. The man fell, and when he landed, his head was separated.

"Who?"

Seeing the mysterious death of the leader of the Yuan Shen Upper Realm, the remaining black-clothed killers panicked. One by one, they looked around, trying to find the powerful enemy hidden in the shadows.

There are indeed strong enemies watching in the dark, but the culprit who really cut off the head of their leader is in the open.

In the clear cloud, a sword swirled, drew a circle, and then flew down again. The sword was as fast as lightning, flying through the crowd of black-clad killers one after another, splashing blood lines.

In an instant, all the black-clothed killers were ambushed by flying swords. There was only one person left, and he fled in fright.

Muyun Sword City's flying sword naturally wouldn't absurdly leave this kind of calamity back to report the news, it was suspended in front of that person's eyes, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the center of his eyebrows.

The man was so frightened that he dared to take a step forward, so he turned around and tried to run away again. But when he turned around, he realized that there was a sword staring at him that had not been stained with blood.

A dying scream reverberated through the mountains and forests, and the two flying swords pierced through the man's eyebrows one after the other at the same time.

Two hat-wearing figures landed on the path full of corpses, and the two flying swords each obediently jumped into the palms of the two and disappeared.

Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City glanced at each other, obviously expressing their appreciation for Fang Cai's sword.

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