After making sure that the Hidden King and those demon beasts left the bedroom, a space-time crack appeared in the room out of thin air, and the Feihong Sword stood in the air. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ.

With the help of the divine sword, she was able to shuttle through the power of the void and send those humanoid pieces of paper out of the house, as for the Eastern Emperor Fenghua lying on the soft couch, it was only because of a drop of the Demon Emperor's 'essence' blood that she could temporarily 'deceive' the past with a fake 'chaos' truth.

It's just a pity that the phoenix feather fan, in order to successfully 'confuse' and 'confuse' the hidden king, she removed a phoenix feather from the feather fan, due to the urgency of time, she couldn't think of any other way.

In the 'flower' garden behind the Fengming Palace, Yin Shangmo led many demon beasts to turn back the original way, since all this was a game deliberately set up by Donghuang Fenghua, it was very unfavorable for her to clash head-on with the other party.

The night was like ink, but the sky in the distance was full of fire, and the sound of fighting was faintly heard, swallowed up by the howling night wind. In the darkness, the eyes of the demon beast glowed with a faint green 'color' light, as bright as a lamp, tightly locked to the sparks flying in the grass.

These sparks do not disperse in the wind, falling into the leaves and burning black 'holes', fainting into the night, and more and more sparks drifting in from ahead.

The ice blade was thrown at a mass of crimson 'colored' sparks, and instead of extinguishing as expected, the ice blade melted into steam and dissipated into the air. Yin Shangmo's face was cold, and then he laughed coldly and looked at the 'flower' garden in front of him.

"That girl dares to 'deceive' the king, these are clearly the fire of Phoenix Nirvana, Fenghua's kid is really hiding here." Unexpectedly, she was the head of the four dignified families, in charge of half of the demon world, and was actually teased by a 'servant' and 'girl', and her eyes were dark and dark, like a dark 'tide' surging under the abyss, and she said in a deep voice, "Tear that girl to pieces for this king!" ”

Two monsters resembling giant scorpions raised their tails with poisonous needles, and dived into the grass under the cover of the night, making a sound of surprise, and gradually disappeared by the dark night.

Not far ahead, there is a wooden house hidden in the 'flower' bush, which looks like it is barren and dilapidated and difficult to withstand the wind and rain, and the empty 'door' is slowly burning under the Mars, scorched black.

These nirvana fires floated from behind the 'door' leaf, hidden in Mo Zhu's 'lips' lightly, and pushed open the 'door' without thinking. Fenghua himself is difficult to protect himself at the moment, so he staged an empty city plan with the 'servant' and 'girl', and this king wants to see what else you can do now.

The air in the wooden house was scorching, and there were piles of dry and messy straw everywhere, tumbling and burning in the heat of the flames, and the light of the hidden eyes swept away, and her fingertips were raised, and several demon beasts behind her rushed to the grass pile.

These demon beasts were well-trained, and methodically searched for traces of the demon emperor in the house, and after a while, a demon beast found a dark 'door' in the ashes.

"Want to hide in a dark room?" Yin Shangmo sneered softly, "It's a pity, you are as cowardly as your father, how can you be qualified to sit on the throne of the supreme demon world." You should have died in the Hidden King's Mansion 10,000 years ago, Fenghua, you have lived too long. ”

The black robe was windless and automatic, and the dark 'door' turned into crumbs under the powerful Weiya, and Yin Shangmo was about to step in, when suddenly the roar of a beast roared behind him.

Behind her, several demon beasts were stained with Nirvana fire, and the flames quickly burst out, making a deafening roar, struggling and rolling in the fire.

"Useless waste!" Yin Shangmo's eyes were cold, and between his sleeves, the demon beasts instantly turned into ashes, and the "crackling" sound of the flames burning in the room was full of dead silence.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the robe on her body, which had long been dilapidated under the scorching sparks, and Yin Shangmo casually untied the outer robe, 'exposing' the inner fire rat fur, this kind of spirit beast that has lived in the volcano for a long time, its skin 'fur' is light and soft, and it is even more difficult to attack.

After stepping into the dark passage, there was gradually a light in front of me, and compared to the hot 'waves' above, the dark room was much cooler. The line of sight became wider and wider, under the rotating and floating stars, the screen incense burner, the red felt was soft, and the scene and object in the dark room were strangely similar to the Demon Emperor's bedroom, as if she had never stepped out of the room.

On the red felt, there was a figure lying quietly, with red shirts and black hair, almost blending in with the velvet carpet on the ground. The man lay lifeless on the ground, his pale face with closed eyes in the midst of the green silk mess.

This person who is familiar to the bones is him, who caused the little 'girl' to die tragically in Yinlin Tower, and it is he who let himself fall from the pinnacle of power. Even if he is burned to ashes, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in the heart of this king!

Donghuang Fenghua was lying on the ground like this, unaware of the 'woman' who was 'forced' by him. Yin Shangmo frowned, and motioned for the demon beast to come forward and check.

The demon beast had just seen the tragic death of its companion, and it did not dare to resist the command of the Hidden King, and its purple-black sharp claws reached out to the man, and then cautiously looked at the Hidden King.

"How?" Yin Shangmo asked impatiently.

"This man has no breath at all, it is estimated that it is ......" The demon beast spoke, shrunk into the beast's body, and hid behind the Eastern Emperor Fenghua.

"Dead?" Yin Shangmo's 'lips' deepened his smile, stepped forward, tried the man's stiff and cold body, his hair slipped down, and half of his burnt skin was exposed, "How can dying in the fire of Nirvana eliminate the resentment of this king for losing his love for the 'girl', and take off his skin, Feng Ling's feather coat is more luxurious than this fire rat fur." ”

The demon beast whimpered, stretched out its claws and was 'wanting' to peel the skin, Yin Shangmo seemed to think of something, and shouted: "You retreat, this king will do it himself." ”

Only by cutting you with a thousand knives can we solve the hatred in the heart of this king. Yin Shangmo stared at the man on the red felt tightly, and there was an extra blade between his fingers.

And above the dark room, Tan Luo was pacing in the room restlessly, and she didn't know what the situation of Donghuang Fenghua was at the moment, looking at the situation just now, the fire of Nirvana burned her true body, which was even more cruel than she imagined. It's better to go down to the darkroom and guard the other party, which is better than her being in a hurry above.

After making up her mind, Tan Luo moved the Jinfeng incense burner next to the screen, and 'exposed' the deep 'hole' opening, and at the same time, the window lattice next to the soft collapse was cold and unavoidably blown open by the night wind, and the red 'colored' veil was raging and flying in the wind.

She hurriedly turned around, but saw two huge poisonous scorpions on the windowsill, emitting a dark purple 'color' under the night' color, and the poisonous needles of the scorpion tail were raised high, oozing blue 'color' venom.

Tan Luo's face was pale, this is the demon beast around the Hidden King, how could they turn back again, could it be that the other party has already seen through her tricks. Since the two demon beasts have infiltrated, what about the Hidden King, where is she?

Tan Luo didn't dare to imagine it anymore, she looked back at the dark way, and at the same time as she sacrificed the Flying Rainbow Sword, she rose from the ground, and her movements were so fast that it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

At the end of the passage, the Hidden King was squatting down, putting the blade against the jaw of the Eastern Emperor's Fenghua, the cold light shimmered, and Yin Hong immediately flowed out along the blade, speckled between the clothes, like a red plum blooming in the snow.

Looking at the bright red bubbling hands all over his hands, Yin Shang Mo's cold eyes were full of madness. What about the bloodline of the ancient true gods, they are still human swordsmen, and in this world, only by uprooting the opponent can they sit firmly in a high position.

Just like her, if she hadn't given up the position of the demon queen to her sister, how could she inherit the hidden family smoothly. You must know that it is not wise to secretly poison the people around you, and only by sending people to the palace can you hide people's eyes.

The power of the Demon Emperor Palace is intertwined, and the dark 'tide' is surging, and the royal family of the Demon Realm has long since declined, but for many years, it is still being enjoyed by the so-called ancient gods. How could she be like that ignorant 'woman' who only coveted the 'bed' beside the Demon Emperor. Getting the hermit is the first step, and the demon world will sooner or later be in her pocket.

She is the 'daughter' of the hermit family, but she is not a descendant, and she is just a half-demon in the generational family that pays attention to the orthodoxy of blood. If she hadn't been ruthless, she would have died under the bullying of others along with her cowardly biological mother.

Yin Shangmo had never enjoyed the maternal love before, she gave it all to her 'daughter', but Donghuang Fenghua was so ignorant of life and death, so Yin Yanran died tragically in Yinlin Building, and there were no bones!

She looked at the blood red on her hands, and laughed lowly, Yanran, mother will not let you die innocently.

"King Yin, the death of your 'daughter' was only caused by you, and until now, you still hold a grudge against the emperor." There was a man's sigh in the room, and the voice was ethereal, and it was impossible to find a trace.

"Who is it?" Yin Shangmo raised his eyes and stood up, and the hand holding the knife paused in mid-air.

The light suddenly dissipated, and in the confined space, a hot 'wave' flowed out.

The crimson flames swooped into the sky like a bird, bursting out into the molten boiling 'waves' and 'tides', pouring down noisily. Hidden on the mo, he turned around to dodge, and there was still the figure of the Eastern Emperor Fenghua at his feet.

On the red felt, a snow-white 'colored' humanoid piece of paper was dazzlingly white, and her eyes were 'colored' and panicked, crashing into the bell wall.

How is this possible, the touch under the fingertips just now is extremely clear and bloody, how can it be a transfiguration. Yin Shangmo dodged the flames again, and the fur on his body turned yellow and rolled up in the hot 'waves', which was actually the fire of Nirvana.

After being reborn, the fire phoenix will inherit the Nirvana fire, and it will be called the fire of the three true gods together with the red lotus karmic fire in the underworld and the primeval heavenly fire in the divine realm, burning out the three souls and seven spirits, and never entering reincarnation.

That kid didn't die!

"It's just an idiot who has been abandoned by others, and he dares to shout in front of this king." Yin Shangmo looked around, the inner wall was shining with golden 'color' streamers, engraved with ancient incantations, "Donghuang Fenghua, you dare to take this king's sacrifice bell!" ”

Only the monstrous demon will be used to sacrifice the bell, and the light in his eyes is fierce, and the attack in his hand is continuous, and he slams into the bell wall.

Outside the Donghuang Bell, the man was in a red shirt, enchanting as before, he closed his eyes to dispel the illusion, if he wasn't born with a pair of different eyes, how could he retreat in the struggle for power.

When you think about it, it feels bleak.

The angry roar of the 'female' came from the ancient bell, the wind whistled, and a pair of huge black wings turned out on Yin Shangmo's back, fangs breeding, and churning in pain in the fire of Nirvana.

"Donghuang Fenghua, don't think that if you let this king disappear, you will be able to sit firmly on the throne of the Demon Emperor, and the holy weapon will be born, and the world will change hands sooner or later."

"But so what?" Donghuang Fenghua smiled disdainfully, turned around and walked towards the dark passage.

The cursing voice in the bell became weaker and weaker, and Yin Shangmo was engulfed in flames, his red eyes locked tightly in front of him.

"Don't you love that 'servant' and 'girl' the most, this king must be buried with someone when he dies, the three-eyed purple-scaled scorpion is extremely poisonous, and the sword is inviolable, at this moment, I am afraid that the girl has already turned into a pool of blood, and her soul is scattered!"

"What did you say?" Donghuang Fenghua was shocked, and his divine sense swept to the bedroom, where could he still see Tan Luo's figure in the half-open window.