"To show my sincerity, I have tied you up the young demon king."

Hua Ai's voice was soft, the smile in the corner of her eyes was rippling, and the applause was crisp, but it made Ning An's eyes widen.

She said... What?

The young demon king?

Ning An's heart lifted.

Those so-called worries and concerns, which she didn't have just now, are now pouring into her heart all in one go.

Two white-robed men pressed the young man and walked up to the back of the main hall.

Ning An saw the young man's face.

If it weren't for Feng Qi covering her mouth behind her, she would almost have screamed out loud.

It's a fox!

The facial features of the teenager are exquisite, gloomy and beautiful.

The red lines on his forehead indicate his identity as a demon king.

The young man's brown eyes were full of murder and ferocity, like the most ferocious beast, and he looked around at the monks.

At a glance... One kill.

If the eyes could kill.

Ning An's clenched fist loosened little by little, and his heart was empty, inexplicably strange.

Not a fox, not her fox.

Even if they look exactly the same, they are not even the slightest different.

But... Don't know what went wrong.

It was like a completely different soul, so that Ning An could see at a glance that under the skin, it was strange.

How so?

Ning An motioned for Feng Qi to let go of his hand.

The council chamber has already exploded.

This is... Demon King!

The black lines on the forehead are clearly the sign of the demon king.

"The divine envoy is here, the mountain is high and the road is far away, so the demon king should leave it to us." Shi Shiran, the carefree son of Nanling Mountain, stood in front.

Speak respectfully and politely, so that people can't find fault with half of it.

"Huh."

Hua Ai laughed, and the bells on her body trembled and rang.

It's like the four-character idiom of flowers and branches.

There was a burst of laughter, and there was a bit of irony in it.

"You guys think very well, our temple, there are requirements for handing over the demon king."

Hua Ai waved her hand, and the two of them took the boy back again.

Among them, the person standing at the door immediately moved to stop the person, but the two white-robed people only stomped their feet, and a silent wave of air exploded, and the person who did it was blown away.

All of you who can be in the council room, there is no need to say much about cultivation.

In this way, the white-robed people silently showed their strength to everyone.

It's so strong.

Ning An's eyes moved slightly, and he was on the so-called young demon king from beginning to end.

I always feel... Not her fox.

She was even a firm believer in this absurd idea.

"What does it mean that God makes that?" Someone asked.

The tone is not good, this so-called oracle has no prestige.

Even if the so-called sincerity is shown.

So what?

Hua Ai laughed: "The demon clan has reappeared!" The Protoss no longer exists, don't you want to go back to the Qinghe era surrounded by gods? ”

"Everyone is a god, and everyone has the opportunity to ascend to become a god."

"Don't you yearn for it? You are all heroes in the cultivation realm, don't you want to ascend to the immortal in one step and try to try a new realm? ”

Hua Ai's voice was gentle and intimate, with demagogic power.

Many of the people who said it showed a yearning look on their faces.

Qinghe era!

The Age of the Gods has long since come to an end!

Who wouldn't want to see what that era looked like?

"That's a good point."

There was always someone who interrupted Hua Ai's beautiful blueprint.

Pulls everyone back to reality at once.

"Why should we trust you?" Fairy Biyuan put her hands around her chest, her beautiful eyes rose slightly, and there was no bitterness in her voice, but it was somewhat yin and yang.

Hua Ai didn't feel angry because she was offended, and the smile on her face did not diminish, as if there was only this expression forever.

"Not on the basis of what?"

"The temple is your only option."

"The Demon Domain is wide open, and the Three Realms will fall."

Hua Ai's voice was smiling, but the words that came out of her mouth were terrifying.

She seems... Completely does not attach importance to all this.

"My request is simple."

"I want a few disciples of the sect, the Chosen Ones with pure blood, to assist us in praying for the gods to come down."

As soon as Hua Ai's words fell, someone spoke: "Don't you think about it." ”

The geniuses of the sect, they are all eager to hold them like treasures, where will they be allowed to go to this kind of Longtan Tiger's Den without any information?

Ning An's head jumped, and she felt that Hua Ai's gaze seemed to cross the overlapping crowd and meet her.

There was a sense of foreboding.

After Hua Ai said this, she turned her head and left, and one by one lotus blossomed, and her gentle voice echoed in the room.

"You'll figure it out one day."

*

Ning'an .......

Ning An had no intention of complaining about this step-by-step setting at this time.

She felt that this Bright Moon Temple was more or less aimed at her.

And...... The Demon King.

Ning An couldn't figure it out.

She didn't know how she judged.

At a glance, she knew it wasn't her fox.

Even if it is the same body, it seems to have a different soul.

Either way, she couldn't sit idly by.

Find a way to meet the so-called demon king.

*

The temple stopped in the middle of the clouds, and no one in the temple, including Hua Ai, ever came down again.

On the contrary, the people of Yundu spontaneously formed some kind of organization, kneeling down and praying for blessings every day.

I hope that the gods will descend and destroy demons.

There is also a lot of pressure on the side of the major sects.

Ning An took advantage of this opportunity to plan with the system for a long time, and finally found a suitable product from the system store.

Phantom lights.

It can teleport people to a specific place, and when the time comes, it will be forcibly teleported back.

Ning An is going to find the demon king.

But for the Bright Moon Temple, she didn't trust the system very much.

The Bright Moon Temple is like a bug that the system can't overcome, and every time it encounters it, there will be all kinds of failures.

The system may not be able to be contacted, but the props are always useful.

[Host, be careful] The system can only tell you this.

It also hates the feeling that it can't be controlled.

But it can't be helped, so far, it hasn't found a way to explain why it suddenly loses contact with the host at such a time.

Ning An nodded and lit the phantom lamp.

One of the fox's red fox fur burned in the firelight, Ning An's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands quickly sealed.

Soon, a feeling of weightlessness came.

The scene in front of me changed suddenly, and then darkness enveloped it, and it didn't take long for my feet to touch the ground again.

"System?" Ning An shouted softly.

It's a little bit of a little bit of anticipation.

Merely......

[Being... Ing... Connections】

Ning An sighed.

Sure enough, it wasn't unexpected at all.

Before Ning An could take a look at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, a dagger had already crossed Ning An's neck.

The dagger is sharp, and blood is visible at the touch of it.

Fierceness and murderous aura spread behind Ning An.