Jun Yuecheng hurried all the way to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, leaving all kinds of messy thoughts behind her along the way, but the tips of her ears were still slightly red.

Jun Yuecheng was secretly annoyed, today was really not a good time to meet the high priest.

Although he was angry in his heart, Jun Yuecheng knew that something important was important, so he changed into a pale gold gown that symbolized the identity of the demon king, and put on a special mask to cover his face and isolate from visiting, and then appeared in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

The moment Jun Yuecheng's breath appeared in the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, Lan Xi, who was in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, felt it.

Lan Xi came out of the palace where he was, and then saluted excitedly: "Lan Xi welcomes the return of the Lord!" ”

Lan Xi's voice was infused with spiritual power, so the sound pierced extremely far.

At this moment, the demon clan of the entire Puluo City knows that the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, who has been away for many years, has returned!

The first emperor of the demon world, after a hundred years, came to this demon king city again, in this high-profile form.

"Get up."

The voice of His Majesty the Demon Emperor sounded again over this city after many years, and for a while, many demon clans were panicked.

Along with this slightly unfamiliar voice, there were bloody memories of countless demon clans about the time when His Majesty ascended the throne.

No matter what happened to the outside world, Lan Xi just got up according to his words, and his expression was still respectful: "Lord, my subordinates have found the traces of the Black Jiao King, and I ask the Lord to decide." ”

The Black Jiao King was also cunning, and even hid in the northern suburbs.

The northern suburbs are the location of the high priest's stargazing tower, and His Majesty has great respect for the high priest, and has always ordered that too many demon clans should not appear in the northern suburbs.

Over time, there are not many demon clans in the northern suburbs, and their management and protection in the northern suburbs have been a little lax.

The traces of the Black Jiao King were found on a mountain in the northern suburbs, although it was still far from the stargazing tower, but in the end, it was the boundary of the northern suburbs, and Lan Xi only ordered his subordinates to secretly block it, and had not yet pursued it.

"Where?"

Jun Yuecheng already had a guess, if it was an ordinary place, Lanxi should have done it a long time ago.

Sure enough, Lanxi said: "Northern suburbs, Fuzhoushan." ”

There is nothing special about Fuzhou Mountain, but the forest is lush and the terrain is quite complex.

The old thing of the Black Jiao King has found a decent hiding place.

It's a pity that the Lord has returned, and that old thing is destined not to live tonight.

A trace of understanding flashed in Jun Yuecheng's eyes, and he sent a message to Jin Yao to let him go to Fuzhou Mountain, and asked Lan Xi again:

"How has the Ten Thousand Demon Palace been cleaned up?"

As far as he knew, there were also a lot of moths in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

Lan Xi said: "The ones that can be pulled out have been pulled out, but I'm not sure if there are any bugs hiding in the dark that haven't been revealed." ”

Jun Yuecheng nodded slightly: "It's okay, it's good." ”

If you check it again, it will hurt your muscles and bones. If there are really some small bugs left, then keep them for now.

Anyway, now it can be regarded as an example of killing chickens and monkeys, if they are willing to nest honestly, there is nothing wrong with sparing their lives.

If you are not honest......

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Jun Yuecheng's eyes, so don't blame him for not showing mercy......

After all, he was running around outside tirelessly trying to give the Demon Realm a chance to survive in the Six Realms Tribulation, but he didn't have the patience to tolerate a group of fools dragging behind him.

Jun Yuecheng looked at the sky, it was still a thick night.

Even the heavens seem to know that something big is happening tonight, and there is no trace of starlight in the gloomy city inside and outside the city, and the canopy is as thick and oppressive as ink.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is time to slaughter a loach.