The Demon Lord's fingers caressed Yan Jiu's neck, and if there was no killing intent, it lingered on it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For a moment, he really wanted to kill Yan Jiu, and I have to say that this little thing in his hand really had a good head that wanted to be dissected and watched carefully.

Yan Jiu felt the Demon Lord's fingers groping on his slender neck several times, and Yan Jiu knew that the Demon Monarch had moved to kill him.

But she couldn't do anything, she even thought that if the Demon Lord really wanted to do it, she would have to resist even if she fought for the Yuan Infant Shatter.

But the Demon Lord, no.

His fingers slid across Yan Jiu's back, but he didn't pinch it down.

"Liu Yue, you make me feel terrible......"

Yan Jiu's heart was beating like a drum at that moment, not because of heartbeat, but because of recognition.

That's probably the best compliment I've ever heard.

"It's my honor to be so praised by you......"

At this time, in the Heavenly Palace, Monsoon put away the gesture of cracking the Ninefold Heavenly Coffin and stood with his hands in his hands, and the Ninefold Heavenly Coffin, which was already a circle smaller, finally bloomed again.

What Wuxin and Hua Shang saw when they came in was the picture when the Nine Heavenly Coffins were opened.

The nine-fold heavenly coffin has opened twelve sides, arching the heavenly coffin in the middle like a lotus heart like a petal.

As soon as the third weight of the Ninefold Heavenly Coffin opened, the blue moon wheel no longer rotated, and instead of it, a rabbit-like spirit beast lay quietly inside.

The other red sun wheel did not stop, and there was a golden three-legged bird inside, which was flapping its wings and carrying the sun wheel "dripping".

Mo Kun's fingers hidden in the sleeves of his black robe trembled slightly, and even he had a trace of tears in his eyes at this moment.

Qianyuan poked Kun Yuan beside him with his arm, "Why is this black crow so excited?" ”

Kun Yuan shook the long beard on his chest, and he didn't want to deal with this senior brother who had never been transferred.

"Hey! Ay! Seeing that Kun Yuan didn't care about himself, Qianyuan was not discouraged, "The eldest brother is like a father!" ”

In order to prevent Qianyuan from saying anything more out of tune, even if he didn't want to, Kun Yuan still opened his mouth to solve his doubts.

"Mo Kun has always had a good relationship with the senior brother in charge, why did you forget that although he belongs to the Kunpeng clan, he still has the blood of the Golden Crow in his body."

Kun Yuan said, vaguely pointing to the sun wheel in the sky, in the fiery sun wheel, the three-legged golden crow was trapped in the sun wheel and kept turning.

was mentioned by Kun Yuan like this, and Qianyuan suddenly opened his mouth.

Seeing Qianyuan like this, Kun Yuan immediately had a bad premonition, and sure enough, he heard Qianyuan come slowly.

"It turned out that the grandson saw the ancestor, and I said how to cry and cry."

Kun Yuan suddenly felt even more regretful, he shouldn't have told him! He doesn't! Should!

However, Mo Kun was rarely lifeless, "You're right, this sun wheel is indeed locked in the soul of the Golden Crow clan, I have been looking for a long time, and I finally found it." ”

Mo Kun bowed to the wheel of the day, "Father, I'll take you home." ”

As he spoke, Mo Kun struck his heart vein with one palm, forcing out the essence blood contained in his heart vein, connecting it into a thin line, leading it to the golden crow.

He pinched the trick with his left hand, but with his right hand he took out a bottle of golden gall and placed it behind the blood line.

The golden gall bottle seems to be ordinary, but it is pulling the blood of kinship, so that the golden crow spirit is out of the sun wheel.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It's amazing. Yan Jiu asked the Demon Lord behind him.

"Strictly speaking, this golden gall bottle has been taken out of the magic weapon," the Demon Lord's dark voice came faintly.

"This is a dark weapon, which originally belonged to the Emperor of the Underworld, and was used to restrain the damaged spirit, and it was also one of the few artifacts that could contain the spirit, but after the destruction of the underworld, this golden gall bottle also disappeared with the Heavenly Brahma, but I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of Mo Kun."

Yan Jiu felt that he was frightened, "You say, the name of the Immortal Emperor is Tianfan?!" ”

The Demon Lord's brows furrowed in displeasure, "You dare to question me? ”

Yes, the Demon Lord has no reason to deceive himself, Tianfa is the Emperor of the Hades, and Youtian calls the fate of the Emperor of the Underworld, that is to say, the fate is the Emperor of the Hades!

Oh my God!

Yan Jiu looked at the Heavenly Palace outside the crack, standing behind everyone with a very low sense of existence, still looking like he was spinning his prayer beads, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Is this the Emperor of Hades? Yan Jiu could already figure out why the underworld would perish, with such a desireless ruler, decline must be the last road.

Yan Jiu looked at the Demon Lord behind him, the Demon Lord was Yuan's uncle, so did he know that Yuan was the Hades Emperor Tianfan?

The golden crow spirit in the Heavenly Palace was guided by the bloodline, struggling to break away from the sun wheel behind him, and flew in the direction of the ink kun along the bloodline.

But it wasn't meant to be a smooth process.

In the hall made of pearls and jade, a voice sounded above everyone's heads.

"Before you took away Bendi's things, did you ask Bendi if he wanted to?"

Everyone kept looking at the hall but ignored the golden throne that had been empty behind the main hall, but at some point, a figure appeared.

He wore a black and red robe, embroidered with mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and wore a crown on his head, and a beaded curtain hanging from the front of the crown obscured his face.

He sat on the golden throne decorated with dragon monsters, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and half of his face appeared in front of everyone's eyes, his expression was obscure, but the momentum on his body was like an emperor waiting for the world to see.

This person feels familiar and strange to Yan Jiu, not like a good corpse and qi, nor like a clear inkstone, although they are the same body shape, but the aura is very different.

The good corpse once said that the third corpse of the Immortal Emperor Youtian "self" is in this tomb of the Immortal Emperor, could it be that this person in front of him is the "self"?

The bead curtain on the crown of the sky covered the face of the sky, and everyone could only see the swaying bead curtain and the incomparably majestic voice of the sky high above.

"Why don't you worship when you see Bendi?"

Everyone is the superior of the Yunxian Realm, and only others have always bowed to them, but now Youtian wants them to kneel.

Yan Jiu could already think of everyone's reaction, but what Youtian wanted was not what everyone wanted.

"Bendi likes your arrogance very much, but Bendi's favorite is to hear the sound of arrogant bones breaking."

As soon as the words of Youtian fell, a terrifying coercion suddenly spread, and everyone only felt that they were like mortals without any cultivation, but with hundreds of millions of mountains on their backs.

Everyone struggled to support it, and no one wanted to show their timidity.

But the first thing that can't hold up is the self-consciousness of the Lingguan, Ah Chou has already prostrated on the ground, it doesn't understand why everyone has to work hard to support, in his opinion, kneeling down to worship the strong is a matter of course.

Jiang Ling, Guan Ziyi's cultivation is already a "weak" in this hall, so kneeling on the ground at this time, except for Guan Ziyi's unwillingness, Jiang Ling feels nothing.

She was just a little worried about Hua Shang, she knew that this was the case, she would dissuade Hua Shang from coming to this Raushzi Heavenly Palace, even if there was no hope of ascension, it would be better than suffering this humiliation.

However, the most difficult thing was Mo Kun, who not only resisted the coercion of the Heavenly Revelation, but also struggled to receive the spirit of the Golden Crow into the Golden Guts Bottle.

Youtian sat on the throne, with one hand on his forehead, he didn't care about everyone's resistance, he just felt that everything in front of him was too boring.

Yan Jiu understood that in Youtian's eyes, everyone was just ants, maybe they were bigger than ordinary ants, but big ants were also ants, and no one cared what an ant thought of him.

Just when Yan Jiu was secretly speculating, Youtian turned his head slightly, and looked at the place where the Demon Lord and Yan Jiu were hiding while the bead curtain flickered...... (To be continued.) )