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Temple of the Demon God

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"Let's go... Walk... Gone?"

In the empty Demon Ancestor Temple, a beautiful exclamation like a silver bell kept echoing!

"Uh-huh~"

Looking at the familiar woman in front of him, who was unique in both appearance and figure, Xiu Shengtian also smiled bitterly and nodded!

"What kind of strong person is not in the Demon God Temple, you can find one to be a teacher for your sister casually, why should you let your sister go to those academies outside to study?"

The woman frowned and wondered, and this woman in a white dress was none other than Ye Ling'er, who had just returned to the Demon God Temple!

"In your mother's heart, Xiao Cheng'er is not only the second princess of the Demon God Temple, but also the daughter of the Demon Ancestor who is invincible in this continent, and in the Demon God Temple... For Little Orange... You can only learn how to rely on it, and that's exactly what happened, your mother is also trying her best to get Feng'er to agree to this matter, after all, Feng'er's love for Xiao Cheng'er, I believe Ling'er you have heard of it!"

Xiu Shengtian sighed

"Ye Feng, that guy... How can you agree!"

Ye Ling's anger stomped on the spot

"Hehe, as an older sister, you don't need to worry, after all, Xiao Cheng'er is personally taken care of by the Holy Lord every day and learns all kinds of knowledge and etiquette!"

Xiu Shengtian smiled and said, and what Ye Ling'er was thinking, Xiu Shengtian still understood!

"Grandpa, how tired it is to stand like this, why don't you sit for a while?"

Looking at the throne beside Xiu Shengtian, Ye Ling'er smiled sweetly

"Ling'er, for so many years, have you been on this throne?"

Xiu Shengtian looked at the Demon Ancestor Throne beside him with a complicated face and said

"Oh? no!"

Ye Ling'er shook her head blankly and said

"Demon Ancestor Throne... Over the years, he has only been recognized, and even your queen mother, when she misses him, she just sits on the steps under the throne and cries alone, when Chen Yun said to the old man that the throne has a spirit... The old man still didn't believe it, until the old man wanted to sit on this throne himself, he didn't know that under that terrifying repulsive force, even if you were a strong god of war... I can't succeed in getting it to recognize you, and Feng'er, let it regain its glory again!"

Looking at the Demon Ancestor Throne in front of him, Xiu Shengtian's heart couldn't help but recall scenes of the past!

"Is there really such a god?"

The reputation and symbol of the Demon Ancestor Throne are well known to all natural people in the continent, but hearing Xiu Shengtian's story today, Ye Ling'er has a strong sense of curiosity in her heart!

"Let's try?"

Noticing Ye Ling'er who was like a curious baby at this time, Xiu Shengtian couldn't help but laugh!

"That is to say... After my father leaves, only my younger brother can sit on this throne in the whole continent?"

Ye Ling'er came to the front of the Demon Ancestor Throne, looked at Xiu Shengtian and asked

"It's not just who can do it, it's who is recognized by it!"

Xiu Shengtian said seriously

"It's really fake... This girl will conquer you!"

Ye Ling'er muttered, and after speaking, she sat down as if she had made a decision in her heart!

"Boom~"

Just as Ye Ling'er was about to sit on the throne, a mysterious terrifying force that was only aimed at Ye Ling'er erupted from the Demon Ancestor Throne, but Xiu Shengtian on the side quickly pulled Ye Ling'er to his side so that he didn't let him get out of trouble!

"That feeling... You don't want to experience it a second time, do you?"

Looking at Ye Ling'er, whose eyes were still sluggish until now, Xiu Shengtian smiled bitterly

"What~What~ The feeling of palpitations... The throne just thought..."

"It wants your life!"

Looking at Ye Ling'er, who was pouting and complaining, Xiu Shengtian interrupted

"Grandpa Shengtian knows it... That Grandpa Shengtian also asked Ling'er to sit!"

Ye Ling'er, who looked shocked, looked at Xiu Shengtian and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of grievance in her heart!

"It's no wonder that the old man is here, it's the eldest lady who wants to try it like a curious baby!"

Xiu Shengtian instantly pretended to be okay and said

"Hmph~ Forget it... But Ling'er still can't figure it out... If the throne has a spirit, why would it be so decisive to take my life?"

Ye Ling'er said at this time

"Although the throne has a spirit, the divine consciousness of the spirit is single, and in its divine consciousness, only those who approve of it are entitled to submit willingly, and those who are not approved by it and who are even more offended by themselves will be killed by it as a contempt for the king, that is, its only master!"

Xiu Shengtian preached

"Perhaps... That's the responsibility he's destined to shoulder!"

In Ye Ling'er's heart, Ye Feng's figure gradually emerged, and when she thought of Ye Feng, Ye Ling'er fell into a state of daze unconsciously!

"It's a foregone conclusion that Feng'er was born as the king of demons, and it will be decided all this... It's not the Demon God Temple, it's not Chenyun... It's the power of Feng'er's bloodline that makes the demons unable to disobey, and in the future... Whether it's the Demon God Temple, or the Xuan Netherworld Clan, and those other ten thousand demons, the only choice is to surrender!"

Xiu Shengtian looked at the Demon Ancestor Throne beside him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said with a smile

"禀~神craftsman Ling Yan asks to see ~"

"Please~"

The voice of the guard outside the imposing gate of the Demon Ancestor Temple came, and when he heard the name of the Divine Craftsman Ling Yan, Xiu Shengtian was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly reacted

"Whew~"

As the door of the temple opened, a white-haired and long-bearded old man with a smile on his face walked into the Demon Ancestor Temple with graceful steps!

"Elder Ling is here, and the Holy Heaven has lost his welcome~"

Xiu Shengtian came to the front of the Divine Craftsman Ling Yan in an instant, and bowed slightly

"Haha, if it weren't for Xiao Ling'er's rare time to personally ask my old bone for help, I wouldn't have come!"

Divine Craftsman Ling stretched out a pair of wrinkled hands, lifted up the Cultivator Heaven in front of him, and laughed

"Spirit... Ling'er is looking for you?"

Xiu Shengtian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Ye Ling'er next to the throne behind him!

"Hee-hee~"

Looking at Xiu Shengtian's puzzled eyes, Ye Ling'er smiled sweetly!

"Alas, my old bones, I have been a coolie old man for half my life for your Demon God Temple, I originally thought that Ling'er finally remembered that my old bones came to visit me, who would have thought... But I'm helping you do things in the Demon God Temple~"

Divine craftsman Ling Yan put on a complaining look and sighed

“......”

And the guards outside the gate of the temple were all stunned like wood when they saw this scene, after all, in their memory, no one dared to do this in front of the Cultivation Saint Heaven!

"Grandpa Ling, Ling'er has been thinking about you in my heart, but does Grandpa Ling have good news to tell Ling'er when he came here today?"

Ye Ling'er quickly stepped down the steps and came to Ling Yan's face, and said with an expectant face.

"You girl, after all, you're still thinking about the gift of the person in your heart, but I'm curious... What kind of outstanding person is he worthy of such a Demon Feather Lin who is not even qualified to wear by the Emperor of the Heavenly Mandate?"

As the purple light gradually dissipated, a set of purple gold dazzling armor that exuded the supreme supreme breath was displayed in front of Xiu Shengtian and Ye Ling'er, and the shoulders of this armor were two purple gold dragon heads that roared angrily, and a cloak of purple gold velvet noble material instantly appeared behind him and fluttered without wind!