As the sword pit was blocked, Meng Yixiang's face suddenly became gloomy!

"What were you four doing?"

"Why don't you protect the Dharma?"

Meng Yixiang stared at the four of them as Wind God Yu, and the words she said were cold and piercing, even if she didn't release any spiritual power at this time, the entire space seemed to have entered a place of ice and snow and extreme cold.

Feng Shenyu didn't respond, and he was still confused at the moment.

I remember that he was still discussing the plan just now, and suddenly something like this happened, which caught him off guard and didn't react.

"Hmph..."Next to him, Wang Xishang, who was already angry, frowned after hearing the scolding, and responded in a deep voice: "We didn't expect this to happen, so we panicked and didn't react immediately, besides, isn't His Royal Highness the Demon Lord okay?"

"You mean, His Highness the Demon Lord needs to be responsible if something happens...... Right?" Meng Yixiang said in a deep voice, and when she said the back, there was a faint threat in her voice, as if as long as the other party dared to nod, he would not hesitate to fight!

In her opinion, the life of His Highness the Demon Monarch was more important than any of the Eight Kings, and she could not allow anyone to take matters related to the life of His Highness the Demon Monarch lightly.

If it weren't for the instant reaction between her and the rest of the kings just now, and the control of the erupting resentment in the few breaths of the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword's birth, maybe His Royal Highness the Demon Lord would have triggered the Phoenix Seal, which she would never want to see!

"Hmph!" Wang Xishang gritted his teeth, snorted lightly and then fell silent, his face was extremely ugly, but he didn't dare to talk back at such a time!

That's when ...

An untimely voice rang out...

Bang Dang!

I saw Ye Tingnan suddenly put down the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword, and the blade collided with the altar, making a huge sound, and everyone's eyes subconsciously moved to him.

"Ahem, this sword is a bit heavy, I'll rest and rest!" Ye Tiannan smiled awkwardly, he shook his hands, which made him feel better: "You continue to argue, don't worry about me!"

Although there is a tenfold increase in strength, Ye Tiannan, who has not cultivated sword weapons, still consumes spiritual power and physical strength if he wants to master a sword for a long time!

The words fell...

Meng Yixiang was stunned, and then, she snorted coldly at the four kings of Fengshenyu: "I'll settle accounts with you later!"

After speaking, Meng Yixiangsheng exhaled, and her originally cold and angry face eased a lot, she looked at Ye Tiannan and said with concern: "His Royal Highness the Demon Monarch is feeling unwell?"

"It's all right!" Nightleaning Nan shook his head.

"Hmm!" Meng Yixiang breathed a sigh of relief, groaned, and asked again, "His Royal Highness the Demon Lord can sense the sword spirit?"

It stands to reason that since the other party can pull out the magic sword, it proves that there is enough spiritual weapon affinity, and it should not be difficult to sense the sword spirit!

However...

She didn't even notice any sign of the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword awakening at the moment, as if it was ...... Just pulled it out, and then there was no more!

"Ahem..."Hearing this, Ye Tiannan only felt that his face was hot for a while, and he said in a low voice: "It shouldn't have been sensed!"

When he said this, Ye Tiannan was only a little weak-hearted, because he hadn't thought about sensing the so-called sword spirit just now, and his mind was full of sucking...

After all, according to Meng Yixiang's previous account, there was an incomparably terrifying existence within this Ancestor Wind Demon Sword, and his strength was even higher enough to kill any of the kings present, and he didn't dare to wake up indiscriminately until he had enough strength!

What if this sword spirit that had been banned for many years suddenly went crazy? wouldn't that be a waste of an absolute defense card to save his life?

Unsure of the benefits of awakening the sword spirit, and only knowing that there were disadvantages, he immediately made up his mind...... Can't wake up the Sword Spirit!

"Didn't you sense it..."Meng Yixiang looked a little regretful, and soon, her beautiful eyes were slightly curved, and a touch of joy appeared, and she smiled at Ye Tannan: "Since this is the case, then the enthronement ceremony is ready to begin!"

Saying that, Meng Yixiang stretched out her hand towards the night and tilted south, to reseal the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword back into the altar, after all, this altar contains the origin power accumulated over the years, without the magic sword to suppress it, the enchantment she just set up will not last long, and the origin power inside will overflow at that time.

"Okay!" Ye Tiannan nodded, handed the magic sword to the other party, and secretly calculated in his heart...

As long as the enthronement ceremony is over, and then find a way to unlock the phoenix seal, and then teleport for a hundred miles, then he will be completely free!

Although he has left the palace, he may not have so many treasures to absorb energy, but he is more inclined to develop his own power than this kind of life under the fence and walking on thin ice!

It would be better if you could walk through the palace treasury before leaving, although it would be impractical!

Not much...

Da! Da! Da!

Nightfall Nan walked down the stairs slowly down the altar and walked in the direction of the Demon King's Palace...

Not far away, the Eight Kings looked at each other with different expressions, but they quickly lined up in two columns to follow behind Ye Tingnan.

In the square, many magic generals and a large number of palace guards began to move, the dense flow of people surged, seemingly chaotic, but in fact neat and regular, the magnificent scene appeared in front of them, people couldn't help but give birth to a majestic and magnificent feeling!

But...

A scene in the field has just begun to take shape, in the altar, even in the entire square, even in a radius of several miles...

A majestic and slightly annoyed voice rang out.

"Boy, stop!"

"Did the old man let you go?"

In the altar, Meng Yixiang was originally going to insert the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword back into the sword pit to seal it, but before she could make a move, she only felt a violent tremor from the magic sword in her hand, and a reprimanding sound that pierced her soul.

The moment the voice fell...

In the square, the figures of countless people were stunned in unison, they were stunned for a moment, and the next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the altar.

Boom! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, in the altar, the sword pit suddenly erupted with a wave of origin power, and the king-level enchantment that blocked the sword pit was easily broken, and that source power gushed like an erupting volcano, and was immediately absorbed by the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword.

"This is..."Seeing this, Meng Yixiang twisted her eyebrows, and the next moment, her beautiful eyes widened, and the voice between her lips was full of shock: "This is...... The sword spirit awakens on its own?"

Buzz! Buzz!

Meng Yixiang was still puzzled, but when she felt the violent tremor of the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword and the pressure of that palpitation, she immediately determined one thing...... The sword spirit has awakened!

Thinking of this, Meng Yixiang hurriedly let go, almost instantly withdrew from the altar, and let out a low voice.

"Wind Demon Domain, all of you, listen to the order and welcome the Dragon King!"

A solemn and solemn voice fell, and in the square, everyone felt a throbbing of their souls, as if they had heard something incredible.

The Dragon King of the Wind!

Wind Dragon-sama!

Your Highness the Wind Dragon!

This is almost synonymous with the patron saint of the Wind Demon Domain, and there is no one who does not know it!

Even when they say this name, their faces are full of deep respect, because ...... This is one of the founders of the Wind Demon Domain, and the only one who survives, surviving in the form of a sword spirit to this day, guarding the Wind Demon Domain!

"Meng Yixiang, waiting for the Dragon King!"

"Wind God Feather, waiting for the Dragon King!"

"Wang Xishang, waiting for the Dragon King!"

......

In an instant, in the square, a large number of figures half-knelt on the ground, saluting sincerely to the Ancestor Wind Demon Sword suspended in the altar...

Even the existence of the Nine Great Kings could only kneel to the ground, and their faces did not have any arrogance in the past, but only a kind of respect from the heart!

However...

No matter where it is, no matter what the scene, there will always be someone who will be that clear stream...

"What's going on?" Ye Tiannan stood stunned in place, he was messy in the wind!

For the so-called guardian saint, he only has such a concept, and it's just that, there is almost no respect or anything, at this moment, he just stared at the magic sword in a daze...