The Demon Lord walked to the gate of the Demon Clan with two of his subordinates, and at this time, Feng Yunjing held a flute in his hand, raised his eyes and glared at the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's indifferent gaze swept over Feng Yunjing's face, and said, "Why, Ji Yuan killed your sweetheart, and you have a grudge in your heart, and you want to kill her?" ”

Feng Yunjing clenched his fists with purple earrings, his eyes showed a look of pain and annoyance, and his voice was hateful, "Sure enough, it's her!" ”

The Demon Lord's black pupils flashed a trace of weirdness, taking in Feng Fengjing's reaction, and there was a faint sarcasm between his eyebrows, "Your sweetheart was killed by Ji Yuan, but don't think you can help her, she is my daughter, she can kill whoever she wants." ”

Fengyun Jing's eyes were awe-inspiring, his body was like a night wind passing by, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared less than ten steps away from the Demon Lord, raised the Soul Separation Flute and blew it, and in an instant, the light blue Xiao Light turned into countless knives and struck at the Demon Lord.

During the flight of the knife, the two subordinates of the Demon Lord flew forward and counterattacked with their swords, and the sword in their hands slashed towards Fengyun Jing like lightning, but at this moment, or due to the host's mood fluctuations, the power of the Soul Leaving Xiao increased greatly than usual, and the light of the Xiao continued one after another, and the knives turned into a steady stream of knives were endless, and the attack aircraft was very strong, forcing the two subordinates to retreat step by step.

Even if he had three heads and six arms, he couldn't resist the soul separation technique that was as strong as ever, not to mention that each one only had one pair of hands, even if the sword qi had a fierce attack, it was also inferior at this time. It didn't take long for the two subordinates to be stabbed into their bodies one by one by the knives turned into the sound of Feng Yunjing's flute, cutting through every inch of skin on their bodies, and bright red blood flowed down from every place with every wound, and the two subordinates were finally unable to break through the soul separation technique, and died violently in the intense pain.

The sound of the soul flute stopped abruptly when the two subordinates died violently, Feng Yunjing's eyes were hateful, the hand holding the purple earrings was already sweating, and Ling Er's clean face and pure smile kept appearing in his mind, the more he recalled Ling Er, the more he surged up the emotion of revenge for her, a good girl, should not end up like this.

No matter how much he loves Ji Yuan, he can't tolerate her indiscriminate killing of innocents again and again.

One after another, the two right-hand men fell in front of the Demon Lord, and the wind rose and fell, rolling up a pungent and unpleasant smell that swept through the entire Demon Gate. The Demon Lord's eyes deepened, and with a single hand, he suddenly rushed out with a thousand demon soldiers, and all of them surrounded Feng Yunjing.

In addition to these thousand demon soldiers, there are also demon soldiers with bows and arrows on the wall, as long as the demon lord gives an order, it is the time when Fengyunjing is pierced by ten thousand arrows.

The right-hand man was about to die, and the demon lord felt a moment of sadness in his heart, but after a moment, the sadness disappeared, and a sneer appeared on the demon lord's mouth, "Coming to my demon clan alone is no different from seeking death, Fengyunjing, you are really too self-conscious." ”

As soon as the Demon Lord's voice fell, he raised his hand again, and when his hand fell, all a thousand demon soldiers stabbed at Fengyunjing with their swords, and swords also came from all directions not far away, and the Demon Monarch turned into a cloud of black smoke, swirling around Fengyunjing.

Breaking into the demon clan alone, Feng Fengjing at this time, even if he has a strong spell, it will be difficult to get out.

The Demon Lord sneered, "Kill you, the Demon Clan will have one less enemy, why not do it." ”

Abolishing Feng Yunjing's cultivation will make him more painful than killing him, the Demon Lord thinks, becoming a waste person to live in the world, Feng Yunjing may not be willing, and turning him into a waste person and sending him back to Qingqiu will definitely be a big surprise for Qingqiu.

He decided to abolish Feng Fengjing's cultivation with his own hands, so that he would never be able to cultivate, and he would be a waste person forever.

Jun Ji Yuan was ordered by the Demon Lord to be trapped in the room and not to go out, she knew very well what would happen to Yun Jing when he came to the Demon Clan, even if one person was strong in mana, it was impossible to deal with the entire Demon Clan, Jun Ji Yuan was extremely worried about Feng Yunjing's safety, and slammed the door of the room where the mana was cast, but there was still no one outside the door.

Half an hour passed unconsciously, and Jun Jiyuan was anxiously pacing around the room, and the longer the time passed, the more anxious she became, and she couldn't think of anything at all.

Feng Yunjing relied on a soul flute at the gate of the demon clan to shoot arrows from all directions, but his physical strength was limited after all, and he had sent a lot of spiritual power to Ling Er before, which caused his physical strength and spiritual power to become particularly weak, and less than half of the thousand demon soldiers were killed by the soul flute, Feng Yunjing had already fallen first, "Whew!" With a sound, the light blue clothes were blown out by the wind, and when the sound fell, Feng Yunjing was already kneeling on one knee.

The Demon Lord opened his hands, and the black smoke attacked Feng Yunjing, who didn't have time to dodge and was hit in the chest by the black smoke.

"Poof!" Feng Yunjing spat out a mouthful of blood, holding a soul flute in one hand to support the ground, barely supporting his body, and the other hand was still tightly gripping the purple earrings, blaming himself, why could he not do anything to avenge Ling Er.

The Demon Lord asked all the demon soldiers to stop, and he was going to execute Fengyun Jing with his own hands today.

"No matter how strong the soul flute is, it can't be as good as the wind and the flute, if your sister is here today, she may be able to barely hold on for another hour or two, but unfortunately you can't." There was a look of sarcasm and disdain in the eyes of the Demon Lord, the dignified prince of the Qingqiu Empire, he could be abolished by him so easily.

The Demon Lord walked towards Fengyunjing step by step, snatched the Soul Separation Flute in his hand with a "Whoop", and held the Soul Separation Flute into the air.

Feng Yunjing lost the support of the Soul Leaving Flute, supported the ground with one hand, raised his eyes and looked into the air, the sunlight suddenly became very dazzling, stabbing Feng Yunjing's eyes narrowed, and a sense of extreme exhaustion surged into his heart, and a feeling of drowsiness came, and in a trance, he could vaguely see the Demon Lord holding his Soul Leaving Flute with one hand. Feng Yunjing gasped and looked extremely weak, "What are you going to do?" ”

A cold smile appeared on the Demon Lord's lips, "Of course it will be ruined, so that you will never be able to perform the Soul Separation Technique." ”

After speaking, the Demon Lord threw the Soul Flute into the air.

"No........" Feng Yunjing didn't care about supporting himself with his hands, raised his hand and stretched out into the air to hold the soul flute, but when his hand just left the ground, the whole person fell to the ground. Still blaming himself, why hasn't he been able to avenge Ling'er, and he can't even protect his own flute.

When Feng Yunjing raised his eyes again, the soul flute had been rolled up by black smoke, and the black smoke drilled into every hole of the soul flute, and then flew out of the hole, repeatedly, as usual, and repeatedly made a sharp sound, and finally the soul flute "snapped" and fell to the ground.

Feng Yunjing's head was shocked, and he crawled over and grabbed the soul separation technique that had almost been abolished, the soul separation Xiao encountered as usual, he could no longer perform the soul separation technique in the future, as the host of the soul separation flute, it was a great shame for him not to be able to perform the soul separation technique, "No........ How could it be, how could it be ......."

The Demon Lord twitched the corners of his mouth, a weird smile tugged at his mouth, and his voice did not have the slightest warmth, "Soul Separation Technique, don't think about using it again in your life, not only will I destroy it, but even your cultivation will be completely destroyed in my hands." ”

Jun Ji Yu paced back and forth in the room, and every place in the room had been searched, and there was no escape at all.

Not long after, a maid came in with a basin of snacks, blessed her body, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, this is the snack that the demon lord has ordered the slave to make for you. ”

Jun Ji Yuan turned around, looked at the maid, and said, "Why did you suddenly make me a snack?" ”

The maid said softly: "The demon lord said that you will be very bored in the room, so I asked the slave to make you your favorite osmanthus cake." ”

Jun Jiyuan waved her hand, her voice was cold and indifferent, "Take it down, I don't have an appetite." ”

The maid looked embarrassed, "But the Demon Lord commanded ........."

"If you want to serve it, you can serve it, where is there so much nonsense?" Jun Ji's expression and tone became fierce, which scared the maid so much that her heart trembled slightly, she had been serving the Demon Lord before, and now she had just been sent by the Demon Lord to serve Jun Ji, and she didn't know Jun Ji's temperament, she was the most satisfying slave who served the Demon King, and she was good at doing things for people, if she had figured out her temperament earlier, Jun Jiyuan wouldn't have scared her at all.

In the end, the maid respectfully took the dim sum back into the wooden box and took it out, and after walking a few steps, Jun Jiyuan stopped her again, "Wait." ”

This maid is not an ordinary maid, although she is a demon slave, her cultivation is still a bit deep, Jun Ji knows that she was sent by the demon lord to serve her, in addition to serving her, more is to take care of her, this maid is holding a pearl in her hand.

This bead is temporarily used by the Demon Lord, and with the bead, she can enter and exit the demon clan freely, even if she spreads any kind of unbreakable barrier, she can come and go freely inside and outside the barrier.

The maid stopped, turned around and said, "What else does Your Highness command?" ”

Jun Ji Yuan walked to the maid and smiled gently, smiling gently and movingly, this smile made the maid confused for a while, how could her attitude suddenly become so fast. Before the maid could react, she was already knocked unconscious by Jun Ji Yuan, and then Jun Ji Yuan took the Tongzhu she was holding in her hand and took it into her hand, with this Tongzhu, she could enter and leave this room freely, after Jun Ji got the Tongzhu, she walked out of the room and hurriedly walked towards the gate of the demon clan.

Demon Gate.

The wind blew, the demon lord raised his hand and hit Feng Yunjing's head hard, at this moment, Feng Yunjing closed his eyes, failed to avenge Ling Er, coming to the demon clan is no different from throwing himself into the net, he recognized it in his heart. Just when Feng Yunjing thought that his cultivation was about to be abolished, suddenly a purple light appeared, hitting the hand of the Demon Monarch, the Demon Monarch's eyes widened, and he quickly removed his hand, looked up at the flying Jun Ji Yuan, and said, "Ji Yuan, why did you come out?" ”

Jun Ji Yuan took out the bead and said, "Because I got this." ”

The Demon Lord's eyes narrowed, "You can even get the things in Shen'er's hands that take care of you." ”

Jun Ji said: "I know that she is well-trained by you, but Tongzhu has not been taken into my hands by the same." ”

Jun Ji Yuan walked to Feng Yunjing's side and wanted to help him up, just grabbed his arm, and was hit in the shoulder by the Demon Monarch with a palm of black smoke in an instant, Jun Ji Yuan screamed in pain, was beaten back more than ten steps, and finally did not stand firm, fell to the ground, and did not forget to hold the bead tightly, for fear of being taken back by the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord said in a loud voice: "Presumptuous! ”

Jun Ji Yu held Tongzhu tightly and walked back to Feng Yunjing's side, the Demon Monarch's eyes narrowed, and said, "Silly daughter, he is here to kill you, and you still want to save him?" ”

Jun Ji Yuan didn't say a word, quickly grabbed Feng Yunjing's arm, threw Tongzhu up, and suddenly disappeared with Feng Yunjing.

Jun Ji Yuan took Feng Yunjing to a no-man's land, and used his skills to heal him, Feng Yunjing pushed her away, and her voice became cold, "I don't need you to save me!" ”

Jun Ji Yuan didn't say a word, grabbed his hand again to convey spiritual power to his body, Feng Yunjing let go of the hand that was tightly gripping the purple earrings, and said, "You killed Ling'er, I won't let you go." ”

Jun Jiyuan's heart was cold, "Ling'er is in your heart, is it so important?" ”

Feng Yunjing said: "Ling'er is a simple and kind good girl, unlike you, who kills innocents indiscriminately, sucks people's souls, and rips out the hearts of mortals, your sins are unforgivable........"

Jun Jiyuan stopped her hand, her eyes were complicated, and she said, "Even if you don't know that I did these things, you are still with her behind my back, right?" ”

Feng Yunjing threw the earrings to the ground, and this action made Jun Jiyuan's heart tremble.

Feng Yunjing sat up from the ground, if it weren't for the overdraft of his spiritual power, he would definitely hold the sword and point it at her chest, either letting her go or killing her, but at this time, the Soul Separation Flute had been abolished, and he could no longer perform the Soul Separation Technique, and his ability to control the Soul Separation Flute had also returned to the time when he had not broken through the realm.

After Feng Yunjing turned around and walked a few steps, Jun Ji Yuan said in disappointment: "Since the person you pretend to be in your heart is her, then I don't have to entangle it anymore." ”

Feng Yunjing felt a pain in his heart, he could clearly distinguish his feelings for Ji Yuan and his feelings for Ling Er, one was love, the other was pity, love was deep, and hatred was also deep, Ling Er, a simple and kind good girl was killed by Jun Ji Yuan, which made him unbearable. What's more, Jun Ji is the daughter of the Demon Lord, he can't let himself love the daughter of the Demon Lord, Feng Yunjing said coldly: "It's good that you know, I didn't kill you today, he will see you every day, you and I are enemies." ”

A tear fell from Jun Jiyi's eyes, although this tear fell silently, but Feng Yunjing seemed to be able to hear it, maybe it was because of the induction technique, the tear seemed to drop into his heart, making his heart ache faintly.

Feng Yunjing's eyes closed for a moment, and he used the only powerless strength in his body to withdraw the induction technique applied to Jun Jiyuan, "You and I are no longer the lovers of the past, and the induction technique does not need to be used anymore." ”

Jun Jiyu was so heartbroken that she didn't even wipe her tears, she threw up her sleeves and turned around and flew away.

Unable to hear Jun Ji's response for a moment, Feng Yunjing turned around, and the grass behind him was empty.

Feng Yunjing deliberately suppressed the pain in his eyes, supported his body with difficulty, and finally walked a hundred meters, and his eyes were black and he had already fainted.

When Feng Yunjing woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was An Zhan of his daughter's body, and at this moment he was sitting on a stool on the edge of the collapse, looking at him quietly.

Feng Yunjing's eyes showed surprise, looked at An Zhan and asked, "Third sister, why are you here?" ”