In the year 203 of the Kuihai Era, in just two months from March to May, the Earth Demon Dynasty successively suppressed bandits and quelled the rebellion, from the beginning to the end quickly, fourteen bandit forces were eliminated, seven cities were destroyed, and the ancient plains were shaken.

The five races in charge of the city, together with the city lord and patriarch, died cleanly, and the other two races escaped the catastrophe, but became the lost dogs, wanted by the entire territory of the Earth Demon Dynasty, and could only hide and hide, and they could not live in fear.

Although the other cities were not affected, when they heard the news of the Seven Cities, and then remembered what they had done in recent years, they were also scared to the point that they were bloodless, and those who could become the city lords would not be fools, and they could see the chill behind this matter.

The Earth Demon Dynasty tolerated them to continue to provoke, but there was no suitable excuse, but if they were caught with any handle, the seven cities of Yanling today were the tomorrow of other cities, and they were really going to be angry, and killing people was just a matter of a few words.

Killing chickens and monkeys, killing the seven cities of Yanling, and setting an example of other cities, a few blind grasshoppers finally understood that in the final analysis, the ruler of the world is the existence at the top of the food chain, and he is just a clown jumping off the beam.

The Demon City, the Imperial City, the Night Long Wind High Station Tower, and the open space outside the city gate are the heads of five city lords, and the twenty-six surviving city lords in the middle of the city are kneeling and kowtowing in unison, and said in unison: "The ministers see His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Ye Changfeng waved his hand: "Everyone, Aiqing is flat." ”

"Your Majesty!" Ten of the city lords rose in response, but the other sixteen still knelt on the ground, and said in unison: "The minister doesn't dare to rise, the minister is guilty!"

"What kind of crime are you?" Ye Changfeng sneered, asking knowingly.

"The seven cities of Yanling are in turmoil, since we are both city lords, we should also have the responsibility of colleagues, the seven cities are ambitious, and the ministers are not aware of it, and it is the fault of the ministers to raise tigers!"

"The ancient plain is the ancestral land of the imperial dynasty, and it is only under the protection of the power of the earth demon that you can settle down here, but you don't think about reciprocating, you don't listen to orders, you are self-righteous, and you are bold, this is the fault of the ministers!"

"We are supposed to protect our subordinate people, sweep away the bandits and rogues in the territory, and attract guests from afar, but for our own selfish desires, we oppress the common people, exploit the exchanges, and act for the tiger, which is a great sin. "Another humane.

All the city lords said in unison: "The Earth Demon Dynasty has high hopes and allows us to build a city, but we have failed to live up to the expectations of the Dynasty, please ask the Demon Emperor to punish the crime!"

"You are all the pillars of the demon clan, how can I bear to deal with it?" Ye Changfeng shook his head.

The sixteen city lords smiled bitterly, and ten of them spoke up: "The matter of building a city is very important, our race is weak and unable to control all affairs in the city, so we will dissolve the city from now on, and ask Your Majesty to be extrajudicial and leave a place to live." ”

"Although we have some brute strength in the city, our wisdom and thinking are not proficient, and we do not know how to manage the affairs of the city, I implore Your Majesty to choose another candidate to preside over the overall situation of the city, and we are willing to guard the city and make meritorious contributions!" the other six continued.

"The child can be taught. Ye Changfeng's eyes were calm, as if he had expected it, and he said happily: "Accurate!"

"Your Majesty!" the city lords were overjoyed.

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The matter of the city in the middle of the barren ancient plain will be solved, and it will not be more than three months before and after, and there are still more than eight months in the Danwang period, and Yeyang, who has returned from suppressing bandits, has not returned to the imperial city, and said goodbye to the third uncle Ye Changkang, and stayed in the inner city of the demon city to play.

Goblins

The city can be called a gathering of heroes, gathering the demon clans from the south and the north of the world, with different flavors of food, different treasures, very different humanities, unique products, lively and prosperous, rare in the world.

In the past, I either had a task in my body, or I was immersed in hard cultivation, and when I passed by, I was in a hurry, and I never calmed down to browse well.

Yeyang stayed in the inner city for two months, and the stories of the different styles in the teahouse, the exquisite songs and dances in the theater, the special food in the restaurant, and even the exquisite ornaments made him linger.

Two months later, Yeyang re-entered the imperial city, met Ye Changfeng, and asked Han Qinglan to say goodbye, and then returned to the prince's palace.

The vitality of the Danwang period is extremely precious, and it is not used when it can be used, Yeyang has no way to cultivate, nor can he hone his magic, but he can comprehend the mental method, concentrate on comprehending the rules, and be accompanied by Butterfly Dance and Little Wolf in the house, which is not so boring.

There are infinite dangers on the way to practice, just in the ancient plains, the life danger encountered by Yeyang is no less than dozens of times, and it is a common thing to escape from the knife and lick the blood, but the danger is accompanied by endless opportunities.

Needless to say, for the so-called things outside the body, the night prince eats and drinks without worrying about wealth and wealth, and he never takes it to heart, what he values more is the epiphany between life and death, and the rapid growth under oppression.

In just five years, the Immortal Heart Sutra and Aoki Xiaoyao Jue have reached the twenty-seventh layer from the eighteenth layer before departure, and the rules of life have been realized to two and a half, not far from the rules Xiaocheng, and the Aoki rules are worse, and there are also two percent of the realm.

With the continuous increase in the accumulation of its own heritage, the attainment of the rules of ice and flame has become more and more profound, and Yeyang uses the power of rules to reverse the mental method, and the Holy Lotus Sutra of Ice and Fire created has steadily grown to the thirty-fourth layer, and the rules have been fed back by the mental method, and the entry has reached fifty percent.

However, the main direction of the Night Sun Retreat is not the above few mental rules, but the thirty-six layers of the Netherworld Heart Sutra, which is the death rule that reaches the peak of sixty percent, one is the forty-nine bottleneck, and the other is the Dacheng barrier.

The tempering between life and death is the best nourishment for the Netherworld Heart Sutra, as early as three years ago, when it was chased and killed by the Gale Qilin, Yeyang broke through to the thirty-sixth layer, and the rules of death were greatly improved, and there was only half a step away from seventy.

On the way to rule cultivation, forty percent of the small success realm, seventy percent of the great success realm, and ten percent of the great perfection realm are all very huge leaps, and the power of the rules has been greatly improved, but the difficulty of breaking through is no less than the first comprehension.

As a soul cultivator who is about to transform into a holy soul, there are many valuable soul path secret medicines in the storage space belonging to Venerable Mei, although they are not as precious as soul holy medicines, but there is no shortage of king-level soul medicines, and Yeyang has them all in his pocket.

With the nourishment of those soul secret medicines, Yeyang has wandered in the central part for three years, wandering on the edge of death many times, accumulating a lot of foundation, death rules and Netherworld Heart Sutra, all of which have been nourished a lot, and the foundation has become more and more stable and solid.

Even after more than three years of cultivation, Yeyang didn't feel the omen of a breakthrough until some time ago, giving up the colorful inner city life and returning to the Imperial City Palace to concentrate on cultivation, just refusing to give up the hard-won opportunity.

The years go by

, Baiyun Canggou, in the boring penance, time passes slowly.

Five months later, in the northern part of the imperial city, above the mountain range where the prince's palace was located, it was obviously daylight, but there were inky clouds rolling, and the dazzling black light kept flickering, rendering half of the sky pitch black, exuding the throbbing of death.

Filled with the breath of death, covering the entire mountain villa palace, Butterfly Dance hiding in the room, only felt inexplicably depressed, holding the little wolf trembling, but the little wolf in his arms was extremely excited, eager to roar into the sky.

Yeyang likes a quiet environment, the location of the palace is remote, the area around the villa is inaccessible, and the scope of the inky clouds is not large, so it has not attracted the attention of others, only Han Qinglan, who is far away in the palace, looked up at the sky in surprise......

Half a day later, the inky clouds converged, turned into an illusory figure, covered in pitch-black mist, and floated into Yeyang's room, on the bed in the room, Yeyang sat cross-legged like rotten wood, and the figure walked into his spiritual platform, only to regain some vitality.

Yeyang suddenly opened his eyes, the black mist in his eyes rolled and surged, and the black realm spread out from under his feet, engulfing the entire house, and everything in the realm appeared clearly in his perception, as if everything was dominated by him.

Looking at the wooden table in front of him, Yeyang's mind just moved slightly, and the wooden table, which was as hard as iron, turned into fly ash in an instant, but then, the black field shook violently, turning from real to virtual, and finally disappeared completely.

"Poof!" Yeyang opened his mouth to spew blood mist, his face turned pale in an instant, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, and muttered: "The thirty-seven layers of the Netherworld Heart Sutra, the rules of death are complete, and the mortal soul is consummated!

No wonder, the power of the realm, only when the rules are perfect, can be reluctantly displayed, he with seventy percent of the death rules, with a hundred level mortal souls, forcibly forged the death realm, and was not blown up on the spot, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Yeyang initially adapted to the surge of strength, only then did he feel the sharp pain in his body, and hurriedly took out the refined king-level soul pill, and after taking it, he quickly refined and absorbed it, and the cool medicinal properties flowed slowly, and the stinging pain of the soul was relieved a lot.

Fortunately, it was only a slight attempt, and he didn't forcibly use the field, so the backlash was not heavy, and he rested in the room for three days and three nights, and when he really mastered the power of the surge, all the breath around his body converged, and Yeyang walked out of the room.

"Your Highness!" Butterfly Dance, who had been guarding outside the door for a few days, saw Yeyang surprise and the little wolf in his arms also snorted.

Yeyang rubbed Ye Xiao's head, looked at Butterfly Dance's faint dark circles, couldn't help but feel pity, touched her face, took the little wolf over, and whispered: "I'm fine, you've worked hard, hurry up and rest!"

"The slave maid is not hard, the son has been cultivating for many days, are you hungry, the slave maid cooks for you, do you need to freshen up, the slave maid will boil water for you!" Butterfly Dance shook her head stubbornly, and said with a smile to Yeyang.

Yeyang looked at the bloodshot in her eyes, a little helpless and couldn't cry or laugh, a hand gently put on her shoulder, a pure soul power input, Butterfly Dance only felt that her whole body was suddenly cool, and the fatigue of waiting for a few nights seemed to disappear in an instant.

It was so comfortable that she fell into Yeyang's arms, and Yeyang carried her into the room, told her to put on the bed and cover the quilt, kissed her softly on the forehead, and left the room lightly, and came to the bath with the little wolf.

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