Although Su Lingyi has only reached the realm of scale diving, he is unique in the Demon Palace. Rao is compared with other masters of the Xuanmen Hundred Schools, and no one dares to underestimate his extraordinary strength.

Looking around, the people who can be enemies with the Demon Emperor in the whole world, in addition to the leaders of each family, are only the masters of the Demon Palace Mingfeng Realm.

Compared with Juque, in addition to having higher strength and cultivation, the wings behind him are also unique silver.

It looks more noble, noble, solemn, and mysterious.

Su Lingyi inherited her brother's ambition, but her request was not limited to this. Since Su Lingxu's disappearance, he has become more and more diligent in his cultivation, just to be able to reach the Mingfeng realm one day earlier.

Because he knew that only by making himself strong first would he have enough ability to protect what he wanted to protect, and only then could he hope to lift the enchantment set by the hundred schools of Xuanmen.

Once you reach the realm of the Ming Phoenix, you will be able to give birth to a pair of golden wings that represent glory and ability, and your lifespan will be extended indefinitely.

Gold, the color of the sun, represents warmth and happiness, and also has the charm of shining in the world. And warm happiness is exactly what the Demon Palace is pursuing.

There is only one person who has reached the superior realm of Mingfeng, and this person is none other than the Demon Emperor's maternal uncle, Le Zhengjiao.

But after he cultivated the Giant Que Realm twenty years earlier, he completely moved out of the Demon Palace. Because he practiced the righteous path, he only had a small amount of demonic energy, and he looked no different from the disciples of the hundred schools of Xuanmen.

Le Zhengjiao is not only good at poetry and songs, but also excellent at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The reason why he left the Demon Palace was because he liked warmth, and secondly, he didn't want to become a threat to the Demon Emperor again, and his cultivation was above the two nephews.

Only on the birthday of the Demon Emperor, he will go back once a year, and he will leave after staying for ten days and half a month.

Under the guidance of Su Lingyi, all the hall masters of the Netherworld Demon Palace quickly cultivated to the Black Wing of the Giant Que Realm, but Huo Chaolan alone relied on the puppet technique to cultivate forces outside the Demon Palace.

All the outcasts who made mistakes and were expelled from the hundred families of Xianmen were recovered by him, and they were these masked people around him. In the past, they also used to practice the righteous way, until they were turned into living puppets without self-consciousness by Huo Chaolan, and they began to practice the evil way.

Because of the enchantment, although the group of living puppets under Huo Chaolan could not enter the Demon Palace, they made a lot of convenience for the people in the Demon Palace who could fly out of the enchantment.

Before he had time to explain to Luo Qisheng, Le Zhengjiao grabbed Huo Chaolan's neck without saying a word, and asked viciously: "Who gave you the right to be so presumptuous? Three lives were folded in your hands like this—are you guilty?"

Relying on Su Lingyi's preference, Huo Chaolan has never put Le Zhengjiao in his eyes, and never kneels and bows. At this moment, he was sure that he would take care of his nephew's feelings and let go of his nephew's henchmen, so he became more and more rampant, and his cold-blooded smile was full of disdain and provocation.

"I came to clear the traitor on the order of the emperor, what is the crime?"

With a "snap", Le Zhengjiao slapped Huo Chaolan fiercely: "Who? is a traitor!"

Everyone present held their breath, and they didn't even dare to take a breath, only Ye Kui's applause was very abrupt at this moment: "It's a good fight!"

Glancing at the gloating Ye Kui, Huo Chaolan's anger surged in his heart, but he had to put his desire to kill on hold because he was controlled by Le Zhengjiao.

"I've been in the Demon Palace for decades, and no one has ever slapped me. ”

Le Zhengjiao then showed a contemptuous smile: "Even if that bastard boy elevates you to be the head of the five hall masters, what can you do? In front of the deity, you are still a slave! If you are a slave, you must kneel to the master!"

Huo Nuanlan, who was choked by the neck, gradually became a little cramped, but he did not forget to maintain his hall master's momentum: "In my life, I only kneel to the emperor!"

Yao Ke, who was kneeling on the ground, had already been frightened and his soul was not possessed, when had their high-ranking Hall Master Huo suffered such humiliation? Even Su Lingyi himself had never given him such a grievance.

A red light flashed out of his palm, Huo Chaolan involuntarily knelt down, and before he could react more, a boot embroidered with a red phoenix stepped on his shoulder.

"The person you kneel to still kneel to me, just a cheap slave who doesn't know whether to live or die!" Halfway through his words, Le Zhengjiao gradually increased his leg strength: "Didn't anyone teach you the distinction between dignity and inferiority? In front of this deity, you dare to call 'me'!"

With a "bang" sound, Huo Yulan actually fell to the ground in a five-body posture. Under the suppression of the spell, he couldn't get up with all his might, and the head of the five hall masters was not even as good as a dog at this moment, this was the only time.

Le Zhengjiao stepped on his back and asked him scoldingly, "Who is the traitor?"

"I don't know. "Even if Huo Chaolan hated this person who made him infinitely ugly, he only dared to hate it in his heart.

Le Zhengjiao tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I don't know, the deity will teach you, teach until you know!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Yao Ke's waist: "Borrow your sword and use it." ”

"Subordinate, obey!" Compared with the moody Huo Chaolan, she didn't dare to offend the emperor's maternal uncle, so she had to tremble and unload the soft sword.

When the soft sword was presented, Yao Ke's shoulders were trembling, and she closed a pair of eyes, she really didn't have the courage to "appreciate" the "scene" that was going to happen next.

Those who died in vain cannot be recovered, and for Luo Qisheng and Ye Kui, this move can be described as very happy.

Le Zhengjiao's fingertips were only two hairs away from the soft sword, and a loud male voice smashed into the small tailor shop like thunder - who is presumptuous here!

When the words fell, a pair of silver wings and two pairs of black wings landed on the ground, and the owners of the wings were the current Demon Emperor Su Lingyi, the Demon Emperor was close to the attendant Bu Qianzhu, and the master of the Xuanwu Hall Yan Jiazhuo.

Under the leadership of Su Lingyi, the swaggering three people went straight to the tailor's shop.

Su Lingyi's foot was about to step through the door, and a burst of golden light shot into his pupils, and it turned out that Le Zhengjiao waved his golden wings after hearing a familiar voice.

Luo Qisheng was stunned for a moment, he only knew that Le Zhengjiao was very capable, but he never thought that his cultivation was so high. The first person in the Demon Palace, I am afraid that there are few opponents.

Those golden wings not only showed that he had a supreme position of power in the Netherworld Demon Palace, but also symbolized his own invulnerable strength.

When Su Lingyi stepped her feet into the tailor's shop, the weight on Huo Chaolan's body disappeared.

The person who supported him suddenly appeared, and Huo Chaolan, who was becoming more and more bold, became proud again, and secretly thought to himself in his heart: "Okay, you are happy and arrogant, I see how long you can be presumptuous! Emperor Zun's henchman, how can you be bullied at will with a cloth cloth!"

However, the series of events that followed were far beyond what he could have accepted.

"Unfilial nephew Ah Yi, please little uncle!"

After finishing speaking, the Demon Emperor and his two followers quickly withdrew their wings and changed into ordinary people, if it weren't for Fang Cai's scene, no one would be able to tell that they were from the Netherworld Demon Palace.

The face of the Demon Emperor was extremely delicate, as if it were carved with clear water chestnuts. Her long, thick black hair shimmered with a dazzling sheen under the swaying light of her golden wings.

A pair of big dark eyes grew just right on the bridge of his tall nose, and there was an inviolable look in his eyes.

No matter when or where he is, such a man remains stern, making people stay away from him and dare not get close to him. At this moment, he knelt in front of Le Zhengjiao very respectfully, his eyes were full of respect.

Huo Chaolan, who wanted to get up, could only lie motionless at the moment, after all, his master was still kneeling. Instead of getting up and kneeling again, it's better to keep lying on your stomach.

This move was obviously inconsistent with his identity as the head of the hall, so he had no choice but to suppress his anger in his heart, waiting for the next day to find an opportunity to repay today's humiliation.

Le Zhengjiao shook his finger very unconvincedly: "I am a nobody in the lower district, I'm afraid I can't afford the little uncle of the emperor." ”

Su Lingyi hurriedly grabbed the corner of Le Zhengjiao's skirt and buried her head very low: "Half of the blood shed by Ah Yi was given by Le Zheng's family, and the little uncle will always be Ah Yi's closest little uncle in this life, and no one can take you away from me!"

Glancing down at the man, Le Zhengjiao indifferently broke the hand holding the hem of his skirt: "Emperor Zun's words are really terrifying, if it weren't for your Su family chasing me first, who would be able to snatch me away?"

Pursing her lips, Su Lingyi swallowed back the words that were about to come out, it was indeed the Su family who couldn't help but be proud of Le Zhengjiao.

It's a pity that he was not the one in charge of the Demon Palace at that time, otherwise their nephew and uncle would not be as weak as it is today.

Su Lingyi sighed helplessly, and instead kicked Huo Chaolan who was lying on the ground: "Shameful things, don't roll up for me, quickly apologize to my uncle!"

Only when the master is in front of him, Huo Chaolan will put on a respectful posture: "The subordinates know their mistakes, and they don't dare to make Lord Demon Venerable angry again." ”

Le Zhengjiao slowly took out a dagger from his arms, and gestured twice to Huo Chaolan, who had just gotten up: "If you know your mistakes, you will be responsible for the mistakes you have made." ”

Ye Kui applauded again: "The city lord's words are extremely pertinent! Kill people to pay for your life, and repay debts! You have killed three people, and it is cheaper for you to only let you pay back your life." ”

Huo Chaolan's heart was extremely calm, because he knew that his master would not let others take his life.

The next moment, Su Lingyi really protected him behind him, and faced Le Zhengjiao a little more: "For many years, if I didn't disturb Lan to help, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to gain a foothold in the world." ”

Le Zhengjiao clenched his fists very hatefully: "It's because of him by his side that you haven't lost a good reputation, but whenever you hear the word 'Demon Emperor', there are hundreds of schools of Xuanmen, and no one can afford to be frightened."

Do you think this is respect? I tell you -- this is horror, to put it more seriously, this is boredom, resentment! They don't like you, so they are afraid of you! You know what? You know what? You fool! You were sold and you were given back money!"