Three days later, in the cave of despair, Yang Jiao walked out slowly.

"Holy Monarch."

Wujian quickly got up and looked at Yang Jiao worriedly, at this moment, he found that his Saint Monarch did not have any demonic qi fluctuations, just like a mortal who had no power to restrain his hands.

To say that the holy monarch when he first came out of the customs in the past, he would inadvertently exude a domineering momentum of wandering, which made people look awe-inspiring and detached, and they were happy and convinced.

Then now the two words ordinary are enough to encompass everything.

If it weren't for seeing that Yang Jiao's face hadn't changed in any way, Wujian would have walked out of the cave of despair again.

I couldn't believe that I was the Holy Monarch of the Yin Moon Dynasty in front of me.

If it weren't for careful consideration, Yang Jiao's usual behavior and habits, and his slightly cold demeanor, would not be sure.

Yang Jiao said indifferently:

"The Netherworld Spring will never erupt again from now on, let's go."

After hearing this, the excitement in his heart spontaneously arose, the problem of the demonic energy of the Netherworld Hidden Spring, not only the righteous sect was worried, but the Yin Moon Dynasty was also worried about affecting itself.

For many years, it has been a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the two righteous demons.

Suddenly, just as Yang Jiao was about to leave with him.

A coquettish and surprising female voice full of admiration sounded:

"Brother Seven Nights."

A shadow trotted into Yang Jiao's arms.

Yang Jiao glanced down at Nie Xiaoqian in his arms, and said softly helplessly:

"Xiaoqian, how old is this, don't mess around, girls' families, don't drill into other people's arms at every turn."

"What's the matter, I won't, besides, you're no one else, you're my dearest Brother Seven Nights."

Nie Xiaoqian said coquettishly with a smile.

A man dressed in a blue-clothed Confucian shirt who looked like a scholar also appeared next to Nie Xiaoqian, watching her suddenly rush into the arms of a strange man, his heart couldn't help but feel astringent, and he shouted:

"Xiaoqian."

As if he heard the scholar's shout, he seemed to think of something, and immediately came out of Yang Jiao's arms.

Then he quickly pulled the scholar over and introduced Yang Jiao:

"This is Ning Caichen, in order to save me before, I was poisoned by the old demon of Montenegro, and after the joint treatment of Sanniang and Yan Daxia, although the poison was suppressed, if you want to cure it radically, you have to treat it slowly."

"Brother Qiye, is there any way you can make Caichen get better soon?"

Ning Caichen saw Yang Jiao looking at him, so when he just wanted to give a salute, he saw Yang Jiao's calm and quiet eyes, and instantly a feeling of being seen through came to his heart.

I couldn't help but feel a little hairy in my heart, this is the Seven Nights of the Holy Monarch of the Yin Moon Dynasty mentioned by Xiao Qian, looking ordinary, why do I feel terrible.

Ning Caichen sorted out his emotions a little, pinched himself secretly, and then came to his senses and said:

"In Xia Ning Caichen, I have seen the Demon Lord."

Yang Jiao stared at Ning Caichen, and couldn't help but think that this body had a blood relationship with him as a twin brother.

In the war between good and evil, the Yin Moon Dynasty only took away the baby girl of the seventh resentful couple on the surface, but behind the scenes, the baby girl and baby boy of the seventh resentful couple had already been taken away.

It's just that when she was a baby boy, she was hidden by the Queen Mother of the Lunar Moon, and instead of her aborted child, she became the holy monarch of the Lunar Moon Dynasty.

"Brother Qiye, how is it, is there a way?"

Nie Xiaoqian saw that Yang Jiao was just looking at Ning Caichen, and without finishing speaking, she hurriedly urged.

"Demons can only kill people, but not save people."

Yang Jiao looked at Nie Xiaoqian and said:

"Besides, more than ten years ago, Sima Sanniang, who was famous all over the world for her medical array, made a move, so what is there to worry about."

"When did the Demon Lord of the Yin Moon Dynasty speak so nicely."

Sima Sanniang suddenly smiled and walked out of the dense forest.

She looked at Yang Jiao, whose face was too handsome, but looked ordinary, without any demonic aura, and couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

If you don't look at it with your eyes, you won't be able to detect the existence of this demon lord at all, and you will only feel nothing.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew out of the cave of despair, came to Sima Sanniang's side, and said with some confusion:

"Sanniang, the Netherworld Spring has changed, the demonic energy inside has disappeared, and the Mo Evil Sword that suppressed the Netherworld Spring has also disappeared without a trace."

Yan Chixia, who had just sneaked into the cave of despair, while Yang Jiao was talking to Nie Xiaoqian and the others, continued to speculate:

"I'm afraid that the demonic energy in the Netherworld Spring and the disappearance of the Mo Evil Sword are inseparable from this Yin Moon Demon Lord."

After Yan Chixia finished speaking, he looked at Yang Jiao very vigilantly, he couldn't have imagined that in just a few months, this demon lord's whole body breath was perfect, without revealing a single bit, and it was far from when he first saw him, and it seemed that he had been able to cultivate to a great progress.

"What? The demonic energy in the Netherworld Fountain is gone. ”

Sima Sanniang's focus is obviously different from Yan Chixia's.

Secretly thinking to himself, the demonic qi is gone, and the Netherworld Spring will never erupt again, doesn't this mean that there is no need to have any conflicts with this Yin Moon Dynasty.

As for whether the Mo Evil Sword disappeared or not, she didn't care.

If it weren't for the safety of her daughter, and the dead beard wanted to fight hard, she wouldn't have come anyway.

The disturbances between the decent demons naturally let the current Xuanxin Authentic Sect Master Jin Guang solve it.

Nie Xiaoqian saw that Yang Jiao was indifferent to the residual poison on Ning Caichen's body, and couldn't help but say with some resentment:

"Hmph, if you don't want to save it, you don't want to save it, and you still say that demons only kill people, not save people."

"Xiao Qian, do you know why my Yin Moon Dynasty has such a statement!"

Yang Jiao didn't wait for Nie Xiaoqian to answer, so he said lightly:

"Demons can kill all the people in the world who can be killed, but once you save the people who deserve to die, doesn't it seem that the devil is too merciful."

When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, anger rose from her heart, she almost jumped to her feet angrily, and shouted anxiously:

"Cai Chen has lost his father since he was a child, and he lives with his mother, because I fell into the hands of the old demon of Montenegro, so I desperately wanted to save me, which led to the poison, how could I be a damned person."

"So, he was healed in time, and he hasn't died yet, with or without me." Yang Jiao replied calmly.

"You ......" Nie Xiaoqian was speechless, it really sounded a little reasonable.

At this time, next to Sima Sanniang, a young man with a ponytail on the back of his head, a double-headed gun split into two and slanted into his back, it can be seen from his expression and demeanor that he is very witty, scratched his head and said:

"Master, Master, how can I listen to what this demon lord says, it still makes sense."

"It's too late for the Yin Moon Demon to mutilate mortals, how can it be possible to save people, Liuyun, you have to remember that demons are the best at demagoguery, don't be careless."

Yan Chixia replied angrily.

In this regard, Sima Sanniang taught Zhuge Liuyun:

"Liuyun, you must have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, don't listen to what others say, but look at what he does, naturally you won't listen to and believe partially."

"Yes, Master, Master."

At this time, Yang Jiao asked softly to Yan Chixia:

"Yan Chixia, you finally escaped with your life at the hands of this Holy Monarch, how dare you appear in front of me."

"Do you think your life is too hard?"

"My life is indeed too hard, the Yin Moon Dynasty will not be destroyed, how can I be willing to die."

Yan Chixia's eyebrows twisted and she shouted.

"Then do you want to seek death today?" Yang Jiao's eyes lowered and said slowly.

Before Yan Chixia could reply, Nie Xiaoqian saw that they were about to break out into a conflict, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, but Ning Caichen still had to rely on Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang to save her.

"Brother Qiye, Yan Daxia, they are just here to see if the demonic energy of the Netherworld Spring will explode, and there is no malice, you can just let them go."

Before Yang Jiao could reply, the infernal indifference on the side said:

"The First Six Dao Saint Monarch and the Four Sages of the Demon Palace were killed by Yan Chixia, how can they not take revenge for such a sea of blood!"

Suddenly, the yin wind burst out, and with a sound, the ghostly voice of the male and female mixture sounded one after another:

"Truly."

Nie Xiaoqian...... Nie Xiaoqian......"