With a long sigh, the demons of the Immortal Hall didn't even understand what was going on, and they saw a figure suddenly appear on the sky.

The black and white power suit is tightly attached to the body, the shoulder-length hair is slightly trembling under the blowing of the night wind, and a pitch-black cylindrical long sword at the waist exudes infinite momentum!

Boom!

The long sword naturally fell on one hand, wrapped in thousands of armies, and the invincible momentum was cut down, the power of a sword, the world changed color!

The sword is out, and the sky is angry!

Slash the Sky and Draw the Sword!

This sword was slashed out, time and space seemed to be stagnant under the blade of the sword, and there was no change at all, Yuyangzi, the last hundred or so disciples of the Immortal Hall, watched the sword slash at themselves and others, but they couldn't raise the slightest skill to fight against it!

This passage is tedious to say, but in fact, the time that has passed in the middle is not more than a breath. Yu Yangzi didn't even have a chance to react, the sharp sword qi had already shot into his body, the meridians were retrograde, and the magic skills of a hundred years of penance were scurrying around in his body.

Poof!

Under the gaze of the evil dragon and the rest of his life after the Infernal Tribulation, Yu Yangzi, along with the last hundred or so hardcore disciples of the Immortal Hall around him, invariably let out a muffled sound all over his body.

Pitch-black demonic blood splattered out and fell on the ground.

In an instant, everyone turned into a blood mist, and there was not even a trace of residue left.

The power of a sword can actually kill the master of the Immortal Hall, Yuyangzi, together with more than a hundred masters under his command, and the scene is silent.

Who is it, even if the Six Dao Demon Lords are reborn, I'm afraid they may not be able to cut such a terrifying magic sword, right?

Demon Lord of the Seven Nights! These four words appeared in the hearts of the demons, and the demons who originally belonged to the Immortal Hall were all silent, and they could hardly even stand on their feet.

Boom!

In a sword, he killed Yu Yangzi, the master of the Immortal Hall, and more than 100 masters under his command, Ming Xiaoyang, who stood proudly on the sky, did not take back the Yixi Sword in his hand.

The sharp blade of the sword swirled in the void, slashed out again at an extremely fast speed, and headed towards a corner in the distance.

Click!

The pink mist of the Dao Dao was filled, and the Hehuan Sect Lady Sanmiao and the others who were hiding in this corner trembled slightly, and they were forced out of the void by a sword.

"It's really surprising that the dignified head of the Hehuan faction is hiding on the side as a gentleman!" Ming Xiaoyang stood in the night, as if he was integrated with the deep night, no longer distinguishing from each other, showing the demeanor of the Demon Lord of the Yin Moon Dynasty, and said with a playful smile.

The distance between them was at least dozens of miles, but his voice naturally reached the ears of Mrs. Sanmiao and the others, constantly echoing.

The Holy Monarch laughed. Mrs. Sanmiao smiled softly, and said casually, "The concubine is just Yuyangzi who heard about the Immortal Hall, and she actually dared to rebel, and specially came to destroy the rebellion for the Holy Monarch." ”

"Really?" Mrs. Sanmiao's words, even if it was a ghost, didn't believe it, but Ming Xiaoyang seemed to believe it, and the slender demon body slowly fell from the night sky, and landed on the hall of the continuous and steep walls of the Demon Palace, the clear and smooth glazed tiles stepped on the feet, and looked at Mrs. Sanmiao and the others with an approving face, "I didn't expect that Mrs. was still a loyal minister of my Yinyue Dynasty, so for loyal ministers, this holy monarch should have a different attitude." ”

"Dragon, Infernal."

"Holy Monarch." The attack on the Immortal Hall has ended, and the victory has been complete, the demons bowed down, the hungry ghosts, and Shura rushed to clean up the battlefield with the evil dragons while waiting for orders from Ming Xiaoyang.

Ming Ming Xiaoyang was standing not far from all of them, but the four sages of the Demon Palace had the illusion that they were extremely far away from this holy monarch.

Hearing the Holy Monarch's order, the two sages came out together and said in unison.

"What are you still doing here, go prepare a room and entertain the loyal ministers of the Hehuan faction to stay."

"Yes, Holy Monarch."

When Mrs. Sanmiao heard this, she couldn't help but feel a bad feeling in her heart, and scolded herself: Hell, this time it's really a recipe for stealing chickens and rice!

Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights' magical attainments are even better than his dead ghost father, it seems that Mrs. Ben is really going to plant this time!

As soon as you enter the Demon Palace, it is not so simple to get out of it.

If one is not done well, maybe the entire Hehuan faction will be swallowed, and from then on it will completely become a vassal of the Yin Moon Dynasty.

The matter has come to this, and if you want to get out again, maybe this Seven Nights Demon Lord, who looks a little cynical, will cut off his master and apprentice with his next sword.

Although Mrs. Sanmiao is conceited and cultivates to a high level, she asks herself, her cultivation and Yuyangzi are only between the best, and they may be inferior.

Yuyangzi can't even take the sword of the Seven Nights Demon Lord, let alone her!

At that moment, facing the smiling eyes of the demons of the Yin Moon Dynasty around him, he could only respectfully agree, blessed slightly, and said:

"Obey the orders of the Holy Monarch, and the concubine obeys the order."

"Please!" The evil dragon made a gesture to Mrs. Sanmiao, and led her and the hundreds of disciples behind her down to rest.

On the eaves, Ming Xiaoyang's figure flashed and disappeared into the eyes of the demons, but the eyes of the demons present looked at him with a little more fanaticism from the heart.

In the devil's way, the strong are respected!

In the past, the reason why the demons surrendered to the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights was only because of his noble bloodline. But now, the Seven Nights Demon Lord, who is only eighteen years old and still a teenager, has actually practiced the Yin Moon Dynasty, and even the highest swordsmanship of the entire Demon Dao - the sword cutting technique of cutting the sky and drawing the sword, and killing Yuyangzi, the old devil who has been cultivating for hundreds of years, with one sword, this talent and cultivation are really respectable and terrifying!

For a moment, the demons had already developed a heartfelt worship for him.

The demons roared again and again, and all the demons worshipped!

……………………

In the depths of the Demon Palace, the Queen Mother's bedroom.

The night was already dark, and the Queen Mother Yin Yue had already fallen into a sweet sleep, and the shouts in her ears woke her up from her deep sleep.

The sleeping Queen Mother woke up from a sweet dream, her pale cheeks showing a little as expected, and her long eyelashes trembled.

"Is Yuyangzi, a brave and unscrupulous reckless man, dead?" The Empress Dowager Yin Yue's extremely pale face was unexpected, "This palace has long known that with him, it will never be the opponent of Qiye!" ”

"Now, Mrs. Sanmiao's woman believes that she has also been subdued by Qiye, and the power of my Yin Moon Dynasty has reached a higher level." Speaking of this, there was a bit of anticipation in the expression of the Queen Mother of the Lunar Moon, "Seven Nights, can you avenge your father, but the Queen Mother has put all her hopes on you." ”

"Hahaha." A soft and charming, charming voice sounded in the body of the Queen Mother Yin Yue again, "Yin Yue, have you forgotten? ”

"He is not your son at all, your son had a miscarriage in his stomach eighteen years ago!"

"Shut up, Moon Demon!" When the Empress Dowager heard this, her pale cheeks wrinkled, and she scolded in a low voice.

"Yin Yue, don't lie to yourself, you are me now!"