Without exception, these people have all become demon cultivators.

At this time, a demonic wind suddenly rose.

With a burst of arrogant laughter, several high-level demon beast generals stepped into the main hall. Their nostrils were facing the sky, arrogant, ignoring the civil and military generals in the main hall, and went straight to the left and right sides of the emperor's throne and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, with a singing, the eldest princess of Anyang and Prince Jin arrived.

King Jin is as fat as a ball, and he walks like a moving mountain of meat.

He squinted his small eyes, which were only a slit, and followed behind the eldest princess of Anyang.

The two of them sat down on the right side of the dragon chair.

Except for a few demon beast generals who were there and no one was talking, the others in the hall all hung their heads like clay statues and didn't say a word.

A terrifying coercion locked the hall. The people in the main hall fell to the ground one after another. Even a few demon beast generals were no exception.

Feng Xiaoqiang squatted behind the crowd and quietly raised his eyelids to look up. A person appeared on the empty dragon chair just now, and this person was a meditation cultivator.

Odd? How did meditation come out here?

Feng Xiaoqiang secretly wondered.

Although Beigong Xiujie is the Golden Lion Emperor, he is a puppet after all. It is impossible for a meditator to come to the ceremony for the sake of his condescension.

He must have come here today with other plans.

Meditation Xiu waved his hand, and the people in the hall knocked on Xie Danzun to get up.

This clock chimes in unison. With the singing of the celebrant officer, Beigong Xiujie, who was dressed in a dragon robe, walked into the hall with Jin Yao, who was wearing the queen's red suit.

I haven't seen him for nearly two years, and the beautiful and handsome Prince Beigong of the past has long since ceased to exist. Today's Beigong Xiujie has also become a demon cultivator, and a black aura lingers between his eyebrows.

Although he smiled, his smile was stiff.

He and Jin Yao walked to the middle of the main hall and bowed down to the meditation cultivator sitting on the dragon chair.

The meditation monk leaned lazily on the dragon chair and waved his hand nonchalantly.

As soon as Beigong Xiujie and Jin Yao stood up, there was a sudden commotion outside the main hall.

"Let's go to the water! Let's go to the water! "Someone rang the gong.

The guards, eunuchs, and palace maids outside the main hall ran towards the place where the fire was burning.

The commander of the guards hurriedly ran into the main hall and shouted at the top of his voice: "The emperor is not good, Fengqi Palace is gone!" The commander of the guards didn't know whether he was panicked or made a mistake, so he directly shouted that the emperor was not good.

Fengqi Palace is the palace where the queen stayed after the emperor's wedding. Before the emperor and queen visited the church, the Fengqi Palace over there was left behind, and Jin Dong and his wife and the wine girl were burned.

Jin Yao lifted the red hijab embroidered with a phoenix with golden thread, and her gorgeous posture was distorted by anger.

The corners of Feng Xiaoqiang's mouth pulled slightly. In order to repair the scars left by the divine sword on his face, Jin Yao actually became a demon cultivator.

Compared with Jin Yao's emotional exposure, Beigong Xiujie seemed very calm. He ignored the commotion in the main hall, and just subconsciously glanced at the meditation cultivator.

Where there is Danzun meditating, who dares to go beyond him and control everything? When the meditation cultivator was not present, it was the eldest princess of Anyang who presided over the overall situation.

When it's his turn to be the master of the house, it's basically a trivial matter.

Although Beigong Xiujie's memory was tampered with, his IQ was not affected. He was well aware that he was a puppet emperor.

So there are two great gods here, is it useful for him to be in a hurry?

Sure enough, he saw Shen Xiu frowning slightly.

In the next moment, the powerful coercion almost suffocated the people in the main hall. The civil ministers and military generals in the main hall and the palace maids and eunuchs knelt down in horror and begged for mercy.

This time, Feng Xiaoqiang and Qianmian did not squat, they were so abruptly exposed in front of everyone.

The Immortal Cultivator was slightly stunned, and then smiled meaninglessly: "No wonder you can easily blend in, it turns out that the hands and feet of the thousand-faced succubus are made." Succubus, as long as you hand over the demon refining beads, this seat can not be blamed for your judgment behavior. ”

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