This idol is wearing a silver armor, holding a wide black ** sword, and the two oolongs on the sword body are circling, attracting countless demonic qi from heaven and earth to converge, but the dark clouds are full of murderous energy, so that people dare not approach. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This idol, but the demon god you worship?" Yuan Fengqing raised his head and looked at the statue above his head, although he was surrounded by black fog and his face was not very distinct, he could vaguely see that he was a majestic man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, seven feet tall, mighty and extraordinary, quite a general's demeanor.

"It is the demon god, it is the god in the hearts of all the monks in the demon realm, naturally worshiped from generation to generation, every night of the full moon on the fifteenth day of August, thousands of demon cultivators will come from afar, kneel and bow three times outside the five peaks of the demon capital, and perform a serious offering ceremony, we all call that day the day of the heavenly demon sacrifice, it is the grandest and most important day in the two demon worlds, and no one will forget." Zi Yan led her through the square as she spoke, and there were many soldiers patrolling back and forth, all wearing thick black armor and holding black spears, with neat and majestic steps. Even when they saw Zi Yan, they never stopped to salute, which shows that in their hearts, the safety of the Demon Palace is the most important, and those false courtesies are not the most important.

Yuan Fengqing followed Ziyan all the way through the wide square and into the Demon Palace.

There were demon maids wearing black lapel dresses who saluted Ziyan respectfully, and he responded one by one, but he was also kind and kind, and did not put on the young master's shelf.

And Yuan Fengqing could see that many handmaids couldn't hide the affection in their eyes when they looked at Zi Yan, and there were also many handmaids who looked at her with eyes full of jealousy and envy, thinking that Zi Yan could be regarded as a handsome young man, and with the identity of the young master of the demon clan, it was naturally fascinating to the Fanghua girl in the Demon Domain, which was not unusual.

"You...... What to laugh at? Seeing her smiling happily, Ziyan asked curiously.

Yuan Fengqing smiled and said, "Ziyan is a young and promising woman who has a favorite in her heart?" ”

Although her voice was not loud, it attracted many maids to quietly hide in the dark and eavesdrop, Yuan Fengqing could almost hear countless pounding girls' hearts, and she felt more and more interesting, this distraction dispelled the dull and depressing atmosphere in many demon palaces, making her breathing a lot easier.

"Sister Yuan......," mentioning this, Ziyan's fair-skinned face showed a slight shyness, "Ziyan has achieved nothing now, where is the intention of falling in love, sister, don't cancel me." ”

"As the old saying goes, although men are ambitious in all directions, they also have an old saying that they start a family first and then start a business, Ziyan doesn't have to be too serious." There was nothing to do left and right, Yuan Fengqing followed his footsteps through the hall and walked towards the forbidden place behind the Demon Palace, while half-seriously and half-jokingly persuading.

Ziyan's face was not red but white, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Sister Yuan, you should know that my mother is still suffering, I ...... How can I have the truth of enjoying alone, is that not unfilial? What's more, there are still countless people in the Demon Domain looking at me, waiting for me to fulfill the agreement I made with the rest of the city lords of Wufang City back then, I ...... With such a heavy task on my shoulders, I could not only care about my own happiness and ignore the suffering of my mother and all my people. ”

Hearing what he said righteously, thinking that he had to bear such pressure at a young age, Yuan Fengqing also felt tired for him in his heart, so he didn't continue the topic.

Zi Yan also thought of his suffering mother and the suffering people who were caught in the endless infighting of the city lords of the five directions, and he was not in a very good mood, so he didn't say anything along the way.

When he arrived at the forbidden cold palace behind the Demon Palace, the sky had a slight hint of bright light, although the weather in the Demon Domain was different from the other three places in the east, south, and west of the Lingchuan Continent, even during the day was not very bright, but under the shroud of this bright light, the scene of Siye was not as dark as ink in the middle of the night, in the faint black light, Yuan Fengqing and Ziyan walked in a long road, a lot of red paint fell off on the walls on both sides, and the old trees that stretched out from the wall were all withered yellow fallen leaves. As a result, a thick layer of dead leaves has accumulated on the ground, like a withered yellow carpet, which makes a gurgling sound when you walk up, and it feels like it is in stark contrast to the mighty palace in front of you, only making people feel that they have left the demon palace and are heading to a decadent and dilapidated area, and the mood is also desolate.

Suddenly, Yuan Fengqing felt a sharp breath slash across her chest, and with a snort, the outer layer of clothes was actually cut alive, if she hadn't reacted in time and mobilized the aura in her body to protect her body, she was afraid that she would be cut a deep wound by Shengsheng, and her footsteps immediately stopped, and she looked at the pitch-black palace gate fifty meters away in front of her with a pale face.

The black palace gate at the end is three meters high and two meters wide, although the black paint on the door has also fallen in many places, it looks simple and dying, but it shows a bit of heavy breath in the withering of dead leaves in the eyes, and if you look closely, you can also find the blue light that crosses in the high wall and the corridor from time to time, like a sharp sword shadow flying, making people have no doubt that if they are slashed by the body, the immortal will also peel off several layers of skin and flesh.

"Sister Yuan, can you still stand it?" Looking down at the torn clothes on her chest, vaguely revealing snow-white skin, Zi Yan's face turned red, and he hurriedly turned his face and asked.

Noticing his expression, Yuan Fengqing looked down after realizing it, and hurriedly took out a blue cloak from the Qiankun bag and tied it, shook his head and said, "It's okay, but that day, the magic stone may automatically strangle the immortal righteous path aura, I'd better seal it first." ”

"It's okay," Zi Yan nodded, stopped and waited for her to seal the spiritual power, and after a while, Yuan Fengqing had sealed the spiritual power of the Xianmen in the dantian, and then he felt that the depression around him had been reduced a lot, and he thought that this day the magic stone was also magical, and he could distinguish between good and evil just by the breath on his body, if it was really born, I was afraid that many disciples of the righteous path of the Xianmen would suffer a catastrophe.

"Let's go." Yuan Fengqing, who didn't have an aura to protect his body, suddenly felt the cold outside of the Yin style blowing everywhere, and hurriedly tightened his cloak and said, "Zi Yan, do you need any spells to open the magic stone that day?" ”

Zi Yan, who continued to move forward while carefully guarding her in front of her, shook his head and said, "No, this Heavenly Demon Stone has an autonomous consciousness thousands of years ago, and as long as someone approaches, it will attract its attention, so no one dares to approach it in this radius of a hundred miles, otherwise the palaces around this forbidden land will not be so dilapidated." ”

"Oh? Can't even your demon monks get close to it easily? Yuan Fengqing looked at a wide palace in the black palace gate in front of him, although the body was huge, the cornices and walls were really mottled and dilapidated, as if they had not been repaired for many years, so he asked suspiciously.