The powerful momentum of the Divine Breaking Spear was firmly pressed in everyone's hearts, even though many people were already fully prepared, but when they really saw this powerful demon cultivator, they were still shocked by the power of the demon.

And Zhuang Youqian and others were even more sad in this shock and fear.

Because anyone can see clearly, the powerful demon clan in front of them who suddenly appeared and blocked all attacks for them is their companion Xie Zhengliu!

The black and gold armor shone brightly, and a black and red banner surrounded her, and the spear that exuded a demonic aura was against Li Hengyun's throat.

Such an imposing existence, it turned out to be Xie Zhengliu that everyone had been looking for for many days?!

Even though they had already really believed that Xie Zhengliu had taken refuge in the Demon Clan in Li Hengyun's announcements again and again, they still didn't dare to imagine that such a person who had not yet cultivated to the god not long ago would become such a powerful existence in the blink of an eye.

"Haven't you been looking for me Li Gongzi, why, now that you see me, you don't do it?" Xie Zhengliu's voice no longer had the clarity that belonged to a young woman before, but was a little more calm and restrained.

The words she spit out were clearly tingling, but Li Hengyun couldn't get angry at all, just because he knew very well that the person in front of him was so strong that he could take away his head with a slight movement of his fingers.

He swallowed his saliva and felt his throat dry and hoarse: "Xie Zhengliu, what do you mean by this, don't forget, your master and friends are all monks, if you really kill me, won't you confirm your identity as a demon traitor?" ”

Although he knew that the best thing to do at this time was to kneel and beg for mercy, Li Hengyun's pride over the years did not allow him to do so.

Not only him, but even Li Qiuyue scolded when he saw this: "Xie Zhengliu, you crazy man, don't let go of my brother quickly!" You are like this to the people of our Li family, be careful that my father and mother are here to ask for your life! ”

Li Qiuyue wanted to say more, but she had already been shut up by the Li family's offerings.

These high-level monks can see it very clearly, the woman in front of them has a strong demonic aura, and she is not worse than the demon generals, and if you start with such a person, I am afraid that you will not be able to please yourself, let alone Li Hengyun.

The worshippers are also regretting it now, they don't ask for anything else, only to save Li Hengyun's life, otherwise they may not be able to leave the Third Floating Island alive.

Thinking so, one of the cultivators took two steps forward, wanting to say something to ease the tense atmosphere at the moment.

But he just spit out a sentence of "Daoyou", and in the next second, Li Hengyun's blood splashed on his face.

With Li Qiuyue's sudden scream, a head rolled to the ground, and looking through Li Hengyun's headless corpse, he could only see the spear that Xie Zhengliu slowly withheld.

"It's over!" This was the only thought that popped into the hearts of the worshippers.

Li Hengyun is dead, which means that this woman no longer cares about the affairs of the cultivation realm at all, and now whether it is the demon clan or the Li family, they are left with only one way to die.

Li Qiuyue was so frightened by the picture of her brother's death that she fainted directly, and Zhao Qingwu was not much better than her.

She knew Li Hengyun's ability, but she never thought that in front of Xie Zhengliu now, Li Hengyun couldn't even hold up a move.

Oh no, it didn't even hold up a hand!

"Contention?" Standing behind Xie Zhengliu, Zhuang Youqian, who had watched the whole process, was also shocked at this moment.

They also hated Li Hengyun very much, and they couldn't wait for him to die.

But in any case, they never thought that Xie Zhengliu would move so neatly.

The joy of reuniting with her this next time slowly disappeared, and Jing Feixing took two steps back, blocking in front of a group of apprentices and grandchildren.

He asked the woman in front of him in a cold voice, "Xie Zhengliu, do you still have consciousness, do you still have reason?" ”

The monks present all knew that the demonic energy was very domineering, and once the monks were contaminated, it was difficult to get rid of it. After being affected by demonic energy, the monk's temperament will change drastically, and the whole person will fall into madness.

Jing Feixing suspected that Xie Zhengliu had lost his mind at this moment.

After retracting the broken spear, Xie Zhengliu didn't care about the Li family anymore, she turned her head and looked at the old man with a pair of red eyes: "I am very sober, and I have not lost my mind." I have never betrayed the cultivation realm before, but it is difficult to say anything in the future. ”

"What's so bad to say, let's escape, find a safe place to stay, you slowly get rid of the demonic energy in your body, and start cultivating again?" Zhuang Youqian yelled at her patiently, "You are so smart and so persevering, even if you start to rebuild, you will quickly raise your cultivation." ”

"I'm sorry, I can't." Xie Zhengliu's expression was indifferent from beginning to end.

Now don't talk about Zhuang Youqian, even Yue Mingqiu said puzzledly: "Why can't you do it, you can do it, you can get rid of the demonic qi, you know!" ”

"Because she's already the master of our Demon Domain."

It was not Xie Zhengliu who answered them, but another person who suddenly appeared.

The person who came was also full of demonic energy, he didn't pass on the battle armor, but he passed on a robe that was somewhat similar to Xie Zhengliu's clothes at this time, and his face looked so good against the background of the black and gold robe that people were a little distracted.

He walked behind Xie Zhengliu so naturally and stood still, sparing no effort to show his closeness to Xie Zhengliu.

"Today's Xie Zhengliu is no longer a disciple of Hengtian Sect, nor is he a so-called righteous path monk, but the master of our demon clan! As a demon lord, how could he give up his demonic energy and regain his spiritual power? Shen Zhuoyu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Zhuang Youqian and a few people didn't know Shen Zhuoyu, but the rest of the high-ranking monks called out his name in one mouth: "Demon Lord Shen Zhuoyu? You're here too! ”

Shen Zhuoyu raised his hand suddenly, and with a wave of the folding fan hidden in his sleeve, the monk who shouted his name was directly overturned by a demonic aura: "I said that the current demon lord is Xie Zhengliu, don't call it wrong." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell into an embarrassing silence.

Suddenly, Zhuang Youqian pushed everyone away and stood up: "It's fake, right?" He's all false, isn't he, you didn't become a demon lord, did you? ”

He looked at Xie Zhengliu with red eyes, and his tone was full of pleading.

But Xie Zhengliu, who had already regained her demonic skills, had long since lost those obvious emotions, she just looked at her former friend indifferently: "It's true, I jumped off the abyss of gods and demons and abandoned spiritual cultivation." ”

The last four words were almost like a few hammers falling on the hearts of Yue Mingqiu and a few people, and they looked at Xie Zhengliu, who already had obvious demon characteristics on his body, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

However, Xie Zhengliu didn't need them to express his position, and soon Lou Er appeared behind her: "The matter has been done, you can leave." ”

Xie Zhengliu nodded: "Okay, then let's go back to the Demon Domain for the time being." Remember to take those people with you. ”

She pointed at Zhuang Youqian and his party, and then spread out a pair of black wings out of thin air and flew towards the demonic qi mass above her head.

And Zhuang Youqian and others, who were clearly ordered by Xie Zhengliu, naturally left together with them.