Ye Luo said: "The ghost army under the Heavenly Sword Tomb has nothing to do with their Ji family!"

Si Yutian nodded and said, "Yes, it is likely that their Ji family made it themselves." Seal tens of thousands of ghosts and dragon branches together to eat away at the dragon veins. ”

Ye Luo thought for a while and said, "Instead of cannibalizing, it's better to feed the Divine Machine Dragon."

Si Yutian stretched out his arms, wrapped his fiancée around him, and said, "Nothing, more important than your body."

Ye Luo's heart was filled with warmth.

Outside the courtyard, there was a sound of argument.

"Get out! Don't follow me! ”

"Come back with us, king." The voice of the request, full of respect.

"I am not your king! I'm just an ordinary person! How did you get here, how do you get back! The angry voice was none other than Ye Gucheng.

"But listen to me, king—" the other man persevered.

"Don't listen, don't listen! If you are long-winded, I will call someone. Let the entire Tianji Gate come to catch you! ”

"If the king must do that, I can't help it. I'm not afraid of them, though. Not to mention the entire Heavenly Machine Gate, even if the Seven Great Sects come together, I can handle it. "It's obviously a very modest voice, but there is a kind of confidence in it.

Ye Luo was attracted to attention.

What's going on?

What king is not king?

She stepped out of the courtyard and pushed open the door.

I happened to see two people on the lawn in front of me. Oh no, one person and one monster to be exact.

Human, naturally, is her younger brother, strange, about two meters tall, tall and strong, covered with purple scales, with eight purple sharp horns on his back, and a thick tail that only a beast can find behind him, swinging one after another, but his face looks like a man about forty or fifty years old.

"Octagonal Demons!"

Ye Luo looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief and exclaimed, "Oh my God! ”

The strength of the Demons is determined by the number of horns.

The Octagonal Demon Clan, in the Demon Clan, is definitely the same existence as the top leader. There is no one who is more than five hundred years old, and he will never be able to cultivate so many horns.

It can be said that this monster that haunts her younger brother should be a living fossil of Si Xuanmo and Xuanguang Ancestor from an era.

Such a horrible thing, begging her brother so much?

What an amazing thing!

The octagonal ghost demon clan heard the call, turned his head in an instant, a pair of dark and dark purple eyes, staring at Ye Luo deadly, and instantly released a very terrifying coercion, as if the whole sky had fallen, and the earth under his feet also trembled faintly, he showed his claws, his tail was straight, as if he was in a fighting posture: "What person!"

Ye Luo was startled, and a chill hit the soles of his feet from the top of his head.

She subconsciously took a few steps back, covered in cold sweat, and under the pressure of the Octagonal Demon Clan, she couldn't breathe at all.

"Sister!"

When Ye Gucheng saw Ye Luo, he was overjoyed, pushed away the octagonal ghost demon clan, and like a happy bird, he rushed over and happily grabbed Ye Luo's arm.

Seeing this, the octagonal phantom demon clan's whole face was stunned, and the substantial purple coercion emanating from his body was withdrawn in an instant.

"You're the king's sister?"

The Octagonal Demon Clan muttered, his dark purple pupils swept Ye Luo up and down several times, and said suspiciously, "But you don't have the breath of the bloodline of the Demon Royal Clan, aren't you sisters and brothers?" ”