The abandoned palace is broken, but it is still magnificent and domineering, the golden marble is black pattern, the color of black and gold makes the whole palace particularly eye-catching, a shocking domineering majesty and magnificent, the long corridor can be seen everywhere the collapsed remnants, the demon army guarding the demon hall is holding weapons, wearing black armor, tenacious to garrison the position, with Jia Luo walking, the soldiers forcefully erect the weapons in their hands, salute.

Passing through the broken corridor, there is a bright hall in front of him, in the main hall, the pillars are broken, the sunlight shines directly down through the roof loopholes, and on the steps leading to the throne, Luo Que is dressed in a vermilion robe, which is inlaid with fiery red feathers, looking at Jia Luo who walked in, and said: "There is no news from the heavenly realm, Hua Yao refuses to hand over the heavenly falling artifact, what should the woman in the dungeon do?"

Jia Luo walked over, stood in front of Luo Que with his hands in his hands, and said: "In this way, it is useless for that woman to keep it, at the beginning, Mo Yan tried his best to capture her back from Penglai Island, and wanted to exchange her for a heavenly falling artifact, it was simply a joke, but it was just a wild seed combined with mortals and immortals, even the heavenly realm did not recognize her value, she could have a little weight in Hua Yao's heart, a wild seed for an artifact, the heavenly realm naturally refused." ”

Luo Que said: "Do you want to kill her?"

Jia Luo said: "Stay for the time being, wait for Mo Yan to come back, and see what he says." ”

"Yes. Luo Que said.

Jia Luo raised his head and looked at the throne above the main hall, the entire demon world had collapsed, and now the demon clan no longer saw the prosperity and prosperity of the past, just like a dusty jade, it seemed lonely and lonely, but no matter how many generations of turmoil and unrest it has experienced, the only one that stands tall is its throne.

It was a symbol of power and power, a sign of pinnacle, and he once looked up at it like looking up at the unreachable stars in the sky.

He looked at it and remembered the first time he had stepped into the Demon Temple, the grandeur and grandeur of the Demon Temple made him ashamed of himself, humble and humble in his bones, in front of it, he was as small as a speck of dust, especially when he saw the man sitting on the throne, it was a peak he had never reached, he was ragged and humbled on the ground, and even a glance at her thought it was a crime.

That is his king, the master of the entire demon realm.

He never imagined that one day, the indestructible and invincible king would finally disappear like a collapsed demon realm.

"Luo Qi, you say, Lord, will you come back again?" he asked, recovering from his memories.

Luo Que looked at him quietly, her brown eyes were as clear and beautiful as amber in the sun, and she said, "Yes, definitely." ”

She had promised them that in a thousand years, she would return, and she would come back with the flames of war.

A thousand years ago, the Demon Realm collapsed and died, and Demon Yan took them to hide in the wilderness, waiting patiently in the scorched earth and flames, waiting for a thousand years of covenant, waiting for the bones to return to the world.

Now that the rift has collapsed, the demon army has returned, and even Xuanzun has returned, but where is their king

On the peak of the Snow Peak Plateau, the greedy wolf stared at the enchantment in front of him, stretched out his hand and touched it, an almost transparent enchantment in the void trembled slightly, he laughed hideously, the white light in his palm swallowed, and forcibly opened the enchantment, in the void, a crack opened, and the greedy wolf stepped into the crack and entered the wild realm.

(Markor Literature-)