Yin Ziqing is naturally not afraid.

Because he doesn't understand, he's not afraid.

But what he said was not bragging, as long as he dared to say it, he really dared to do it.

He said that he was going to burn down this restaurant, so he really wanted to burn this restaurant.

He was tired of the sound in the night.

So he began to look around, trying to see what was good to burn around.

That black shadow naturally couldn't be afraid of fire, because his realm could casually ask for Yin Ziqing's life.

At the top of the light of the fire fold, the shadow of a person finally appeared.

The man was tall, skinny, and looked somewhat like Luo Ning's build.

But the aura emanating from his body is impossible for Luo Ning to have in his life.

Bloody, murderous.

A disgusting demonic aura.

The realm that emanates from his body is the Yin and Yang Realm Nine Folds.

It's the same realm as Who's Who.

Ying Tanxi's guess was right, this is indeed a demon king.

His face looked extremely pale under the light of Yin Ziqing's fire.

But his face was not completely white, but there was blood between the whiteness, but there seemed to be a thin layer of frost on top of it.

Yin Ziqing took a step back.

He threw away the fire fold in his hand and used his two hands to hold the sword.

The light on the long street was very dim, because the moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds.

So it's terrifying for this person to stand here now.

The yellow huss was so frightened that his legs were already weak, and he lay on the ground and couldn't get up again.

The three Starfall Pavilion people just stood there, looking at this demon king, the black umbrella in their hands was still buckled on their heads, as if they were blocking this person's vision with the help of a black umbrella.

The Demon King sneered and said, "It's been more than ten years, are you still so cowardly? Do you think that if you use an umbrella with spiritual power, you can escape from the Heavenly Dao?"

The person at the head controlled his trembling body and replied, "It's not cowardice, it's just that I know that the way of heaven cannot be bullied." ”

The Demon King raised his eyebrows, "Don't deceive, our Demon Sect has been bullying the Heavenly Dao for all these years, what's wrong?

The man from Starfall Pavilion thought for a moment, and then asked, "Since the Demon Sect has such magical powers, why hasn't it let us go after more than ten years?"

The Demon King smiled, "The Demon Lord wants a star meteorite, so naturally he wants to find you." ”

The man from the Starfall Pavilion said in a deep voice, "The Pavilion Master has already left, and our ability is limited, so we can't summon the Starfall Meteorite. ”

The Demon King said, "That's your business, I'm just responsible for handling this matter for the Demon King." ”

......

Their conversation was extremely fluid, and there seemed to be some tacit understanding between the questions and answers.

But only these few people in the Starfall Pavilion knew that between this tacit understanding, there was endless danger.

They seem to have anticipated today's outcome for a long time.

They thought to themselves, if they knew this, it would be better to stay in the Nanjun Palace.

The smile on the Demon King's face gradually froze, and then he walked out of the door of the restaurant smoothly, looking at the three people under the black umbrella.

"So, who should I start with?"

The leader said calmly, "The three of us are one, and all of us are the same. ”

A black wind enveloped the Demon King's body, and then a burst of blood and demonic energy rose out of thin air in the dark night.

A voice suddenly interrupted the Demon King's means.

"You wait a minute!"

The demon king turned his head and saw Yin Ziqing.

I saw Yin Ziqing's trembling hand holding the sword.

"Do you have something to say?"

Yin Ziqing blushed, thought for a while and then said, "I don't have anything to say." ”

The Demon King smiled and said, "If you don't have any words, go and wait for death." ”

Yin Ziqing suddenly asked, "What if I don't want to die?"

The Demon King just felt strange in his heart, he had never seen such a strange person, and he had never seen such a strange question, his mind turned, as if he was wondering if this matter would be a trap.

He felt it seriously again, and then found that Yin Ziqing's body did not have any fluctuations in spiritual power.

But he decided to kill him first.

Demonic energy surges.

He shot.

So the light of the whole street became even more dim at this time.

The night had frozen in substance at this time.

Yin Ziqing naturally couldn't stop him from making this move.

So the three people from the Starfall Pavilion behind him shot together.

The big black umbrella looked even darker in the night.

The footsteps of those three people turned out to be in unison, and no one could see their movements clearly, they had already made a move, and then intercepted in front of Yin Ziqing.

The black umbrella was raised, and three different colors of spiritual power were covered on the surface of the black umbrella.

An extremely brilliant circle of light emanated from the black umbrella, as if it was about to ignite the whole night.

The demonic aura burst through the air.

Met the front of the black umbrella.

A sound like water flowed through the air.

The demonic energy came into contact with the spiritual power on the umbrella surface, and the spiritual power surged, undulating like water waves.

The three of them took a step back together at the same moment when the black umbrella and the demonic qi came into contact.

The spiritual power on the black umbrella had dimmed, and the person holding the handle of the umbrella seemed to be under tremendous pressure, and he opened his mouth and wrist, and a mouthful of blood fell to the ground.

The demon king looked at them lightly and said, "You three can't be my opponents. ”

The man next to him suddenly said, "Even if it wasn't your opponent, it would be impossible for the three of us to obediently go to the Demon Lord with you." ”

The Demon King said calmly, "When the Demon Lord defeats the county lord, you won't be able to run away without my action." ”

He waved his hand, and the demonic energy in the air surged again, and then the three people gathered umbrellas to greet them again.

The sound of water waves appeared again, and then a great crack appeared on the black umbrella.

Demonic energy poured into the rift.

The man holding the umbrella hurriedly stretched out his hand, and a stream of spiritual power poured out, trying to intercept the demonic energy outside.

But the moment he just stretched out his hand to make contact with that demonic qi, he felt an extremely hot aura sweep from his arm to his dantian.

In a pain, his spiritual power was no longer able to condense again.

As soon as the black umbrella in his hand was released, it was about to fall to the ground, and then it was picked up by the man on the left.

The demon king asked mockingly, "They are all dying people, and they still hold this umbrella and don't let go?"

The man on the left looked at him and shouted, "The Demon Lord wants us, and he won't want to die." ”

The Demon King pondered for a moment, then nodded, and said, "It is true that you will not die, but I can make you suffer more." ”

He waved his hand again, the demonic energy condensed, and another opening appeared on the black umbrella.

The three men were battered, so they took another step back.

......

......

Yin Ziqing stood in place holding the sword, the cold sweat on his body had already flowed down his arm, and then fell on the cold hilt and onto the cold blade.

He sensed the threat of death.

He looked up and saw that it was dark all around, and a cold breath poured from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

I thought of what the fairy brother told me.

He had to protect the three men.

But how can he protect his current strength?

He screamed, closed his eyes, and rushed forward, raising his sword and slashing.

He used the sword intent of chopping wood, but he didn't have any spiritual power.

He only learned swords, but he didn't practice.

How can he be the opponent of the Demon King?

The Demon King just glanced at him lightly.

Then he felt an incomparable pressure fall from his head to the soles of his feet.

His sword was no longer in his grip, but it hadn't landed yet.

For suddenly there was a thunderclap on the other side of the street.

An incomparably soft spiritual power held his hand, resisting the incomparably powerful pressure.