In the sky, a faint poem came into the ears of everyone present.

"The sword roars together with a thousand waves, the waves of the sea of clouds turn into frost;

Accompanied by a poem full of endless pride, I saw the head of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect in a sword and star suit, Wu Feng, holding an ancient and overflowing long sword in his hand, which was slowly descending from the extremely high air, and then he was suspended in the air hundreds of feet above the ground, looking down with a cold face!

"Fighting thousands of miles in white, slashing the sky with a red face, the heart of the king and my heart, life and death are the same!"

At the same time, after Wu Feng, a voice that Wei Wuji was very familiar with sounded, and with a flash of light, Nalan Rongruo, who was dressed in blood-colored battle armor, held an iron-blooded battle with a heroic hand, and slowly levitated beside Wu Feng.

Aunt!

The moment Nalan Rongruo appeared, Wei Wuji only felt that his eyes were sour, his eyes were slightly wet, and he almost burst into tears, he didn't expect that seeing Nalan Rongruo again would be in such a situation.

I don't know, will the Demon Throat let himself go? Otherwise, this glance may be a farewell between himself and the world.

However, he was already very satisfied to be able to see his relatives who cared about him before he died!

After Wu Feng and Nalan Rongruo, Huo Ye of the Agni Fire Palace, Ma Ran of the Xuanyin Sect, Lu Liang of Zhenyun Mountain, Spirit Vulture of the Five Elements Mountain and others exuded a powerful aura all over their bodies, and they also appeared in the air.

In the nearby air, there were bursts of fighting and roaring from time to time, and the sound of air currents colliding and the clashing of blades and feet was also constantly coming, obviously, the battle outside was in full swing!

Although he couldn't see it very clearly, a figure bathed in endless flames caught Wei Wouji's attention.

Because that person was too powerful, Wei Wuji could see clearly, every time that figure moved, there would immediately be a demon king-level powerhouse among the hundred clans, burning with raging flames, and turned into ashes in a terrible and painful wail.

Although the quality of the flames on that person's body was not as good as the previous phoenix, the power of his flames was no worse than the flames that remained on the phoenix's body.

After glancing at Wu Feng and the others with an indifferent face, Demon Throat looked at Wei Wuji and said, "Boy, your rescuers are here, aren't you ready to run for your life?"

Wei Wuji said lightly: "Demon throat senior, Wei has already said that if you want to kill or chop, please order directly, don't tease like this!"

Just kidding, with the distance between him and the Demon Throat now, and the strength that the Demon Throat showed before, not to mention the rescuers coming, even if those rescuers were by his side, he felt that it would be easy for the Demon Throat to kill himself.

Demon Throat smiled slightly: "Although you are very interesting, it is a pity that you are too boring, do you think that even with you, it is worth teasing you with this seat?"

With the slight movement of his right hand, the old man of the Terran who was originally in front of him was arrogant

, had floated directly towards Wei Wuji, and even the murderous aura that remained on Gu Ao's body was directly dispelled by him.

Wei Wuji grabbed Gu Ao's cold body, and the ice qi in his body moved slightly, and a thin layer of frost turned into a transparent ice coffin that sealed Gu Ao's ice inside.

Although he didn't understand why the hell was doing this, and what purpose was it, he felt that the Devil's Throat really didn't seem to embarrass himself in the slightest, which made him puzzled.

It wasn't until many years later, when he met the Demon Throat again, that he realized that the original self that day, in the eyes of the Demon Throat, was indeed an existence that was not even as good as an ant, and he finally understood what true pride and madness were!

After the Demon Throat handed over the arrogance to Wei Wuji, his body moved slightly, and slowly floated up into the air.

Shui Xingtian, Moore, and Ye She, who was silent for a while, also moved, followed by the Demon Throat, and slowly levitated in the air.

As a magic light flashed, and the demonic qi surged, a bronze seat that emitted a faint green light and was as domineering as the king's seat had appeared under the demon's throat out of thin air.

On the body of the bronze chair, there are countless dragon-shaped lines, and in the middle of the armrests and the back of the chair on both sides of it, there is a lifelike, but unknown origin of the head of the beast, bursts of cold light, from the head of the beast like spiritual eyes emanated, people at the sight, they will be in awe, frightened!

I don't know why? The moment that bronze chair appeared, Wei Wuji only felt a movement in his heart, that chair, as if it was not simply condensed by demonic energy, but in the heaven and earth, invisibly, it seemed that there really was such a seat, and, for him, as if there was an invisible attraction, he actually gave birth to an urge to replace it in the depths of his heart!

Wei Wuji couldn't help but look at the others secretly, only to find that they didn't seem to care about the appearance of the bronze chair.

Wei Wuji couldn't help but wonder a little, could it be a hallucination of himself just now?

He shook his head, and when he looked at the bronze chair under the Demon Throat again, he suddenly found that the feeling he had before had not reappeared, and that bronze chair, except for some domineering and relatively simple shapes, looked so ordinary, and maybe even some of the king's chairs were inferior.

Wei Wuji didn't believe that he would have that illusion for no reason, but he couldn't find the clue either, so in desperation, he could only blame the reason for his current low cultivation, and then give up.

Demon Throat slowly sat on the bronze seat, he looked at Wu Feng of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect and said, "The sword qi is soaring into the sky, tearing the clouds and splitting the fog, good sword!"

Wu Feng glanced at Shui Xingtian behind the Demon Throat, his face was solemn, of course he knew Shui Xingtian of the Yun Clan, and he was very familiar with it, Shui Xingtian who killed Shui Xingtian was seriously injured and escaped, and he was one of the people who fled back to the demon world in embarrassment, and he was naturally one of them, and he naturally knew Shui Xingtian's strength

I know it very clearly.

And at this moment, Shui Xingtian, whose strength is not below him, is like a servant, with a face of awe, and he hovers behind the demon clan without saying a word, looking at his appearance, it seems that he doesn't even dare to pant too loudly.

Wu Feng looked at the demon throat in front of him, although the realm seemed to be comparable to his own, but it made him feel a chill all over his body, and he was secretly shocked, who was this demon clan in front of him? He really couldn't remember that among the demon kings of the hundred clans who came over this time, there was such a number one person.

And Nalan Rongruo, who was beside Wu Feng, and Huo Ye, Ma Ran and the others behind him, all turned pale.

The Demon Throat with a calm and indifferent face was really too much pressure on them, and the Demon Throat in front of them gave them the feeling that they were not a demon king of the same level as the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect Wufeng at all, but an existence comparable to the innate level supreme power of the human race, and only that kind of existence would make them feel irresistible in their hearts!

Could it be that the Hundred Clans had really teleported a Demon Clan's Innate Level Supreme Demon King? At present, this should be impossible!

Just when Wu Feng and the others were in doubt, with a snort, a flash of fire flashed, and Feng Qi of the Fire Phoenix clan had already flashed and came closer.

As soon as his eyes shone on the devil's throat, his face instantly turned white, and as soon as the fire flashed, he wanted to directly turn into flames and leave.

Demon Throat glanced faintly at the firelight that Feng Qi had turned into, and he sneered, "Since you're here, do you want to leave?"

The firelight of Fengqi's incarnation had just escaped hundreds of feet away, and as soon as the words of the demon's throat fell, the firelight that Fengqi had transformed folded in the air, and quickly folded back.

As soon as the fire flickered, Feng Qi had a bitter face, and after bowing to the Demon Throat, he said extremely respectfully: "Feng Qi of the Fire Phoenix Clan, I have seen the Demon Throat Monarch!"

Demon Throat?

Wu Feng and the others were shocked, it was rumored that the Demon Throat that had fallen in the ancient World War had already appeared, how could it appear here now?

Could it be that Shui Xingtian has already succeeded? That Demon Summoning Spirit Array, what it wants to awaken is the Ancient King's Demon Throat?

Wu Feng's face turned pale and said to Feng Qi: "Is he really a demon throat?"

Feng Qi nodded miserably and said, "There will never be a mistake!"

Wu Feng's heart suddenly sank, if this was the case, it was really trouble!

The Demon Throat sat on the bronze chair, looked at Feng Qi with a calm face and said: "The Fire Phoenix Clan?

Feng Qi's face suddenly froze, in front of others, he can rely on his high realm, deep cultivation, and even rely on the old to sell the old, but in front of the Demon Throat, even if the current Demon Throat looks like it should have just woken up, it is still very weak, and its strength should not have recovered yet, but if he is given 10,000 guts, he does not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction with the Demon Throat!

Unless, he is the birthday boy who eats poison and doesn't want to live!