The night of the Wind Demon City is very quiet, this city located in the Nanhe Basin, has never said that there is no such situation as a lack of security, if you come to the Wind Demon City, you will find that people can live so comfortably, if you are lucky enough to stay here for ten days and half a month, you will find that I can also live so comfortably. They symbolically regarded the mountains on all sides as their protectors, and they symbolically regarded the Sealed Demon Mountain as their guardians, but you must not know that in the inheritance of the Emperor, the surrounding mountains on all sides are just a besieged city, and the Sealed Demon Mountain is the most dangerous eye in this besieged city. The work of lifting the seal of the underground palace has come to an end, and the emperor's brows are tightened, he doesn't know if this wind demon can keep his promise, of course, his legal code has long written that talking to the demon is tantamount to suicide. That's why he has been preparing for half a year. When he was sealed, there were less than ten exorcists, and now there are eighty, and even the snow demons sealed in Wanxue Tian can only dodge.

Ziyi was walking in his small courtyard with candles at night. He also has troubles, his younger brother played in the Wind King City, but he was arranged by his father to guard the house, of course, he is still very confident that this home will be guarded, in the entire southern area of five million square kilometers, there are rebellions everywhere, only two places are still very quiet, one is the Wind Demon City and the other is the Spirit City. It just so happened that these two were managed by him, and his father could also rest assured that he had been in Yi Emperor City for so many days. If he comes back, this head credit must be his own, because the latest information is that his younger brother is suppressing bandits everywhere, and as a result, there are more and more bandits. Even he didn't understand what was going on. Only he understands in his heart that politics is the root of solving the scourge of bandits, and force is just the sharp sword above, and the more it is pressed, the greater the rebound.

He believes that he can one day become a true king. A king who is comparable to the greatest Wind Warrior King of the Wind Clan, but now he still needs to accumulate his own political capital, after all, his younger brother already has 100,000 troops. This ensured that he had a high status in the military, especially after the war, he did not believe that his father would be able to defeat the enemy army in Fenghai City, because the other party was the most outstanding young commander in the last hundred years, the Holy Son Chen Chao. He had been preparing early, and tonight, the WindClan's matriarch and his right-hand man Ava had come to Stormmagic to show their allegiance, and their Wind Knights and Elven Archers were among the most elite troops of the WindClan. So he's still doing his homework now.

Huilong Castle was already shrouded in a rich black, and Shakti had already let his soldiers abandon the final seal and instead set up the first set of demon-attracting arrays. The Wind Demon had been preparing for the final blow for a long time, and it didn't matter if the years of sealing made him forget who he was, but there was one thing he would never forget. That's hatred. This is his Morgan, this Morgan has made him an invincible human demon, which is different from the demon race, because these demons are all guided by some man-made factors, such as hatred, love, unsatisfactory life, and other man-made factors. The fundamental difference between them is that they were not lured by the demons to join the demons, they were basically sealed directly while they were still killing. Of course, the demons like to get the information of these demons the most, so as to rescue them, and join the demons by the way, but these are basically top-level information, only the pope and exorcists know, but there are only a handful of exorcists in this continent. There are less than thirty people in total, and a teacher like Emperor Shakti is sure that the exorcists of the entire continent are going to brainwash him, and the exorcists emphasize single transmission, only passing on the most talented children of their own family, and this inheritance is destined in the dark. It's only when the talent is revealed that you can really know for sure. The exorcist's family is quite secretive to the outside world, maybe they are some small merchant family, maybe they are just the head of the guard in a small place, maybe they are some inconspicuous wandering mage or wandering warrior at all, and even worse, at least five of the thirty people are beggars from all over the world, and they look nervous. Like Emperor Shakti, his family is all slaves, so even if the demon clan tries their best to get the information of the human demons, they can't find the information of these thirty exorcists.

The Wind Demon used all the strength he had accumulated over the years to shake open the last seal. He looked up to the sky and roared, and the entire Huilong Castle was still intact except for this underground palace, and everything else had turned into ashes. Even the mountains of the entire Nanhe Basin are also vibrating, not to mention the current Wind Demon City, the Sealing Demon Mountain Landslide, the direct loss is this city that has been standing for more than a hundred years, even under the auspices of the Imperial Soul, the city wall has been repaired many times, reinforced and heightened a lot, but in the face of the Sealing Demon Mountain Landslide at an altitude of three thousand meters, it is so powerless. This landslide occurred at night. Except for Ziyi, who was the first to discover, led the royal family's family members to withdraw from Wind Demon City for the first time, many families suffered heavy losses, and all the ordinary people in the entire Wind Demon City were killed, and all the masters who were able to dodge this time were masters above the intermediate magicians of the Wind Clan, and the others didn't have time to react at all, even many middle-level magicians were crushed to death by boulders because they were sleeping in their beds. In less than an hour, Wind Demon City completely disappeared in the Western Continent and turned into a small stone mountain, and there were only less than three thousand people left. Many of them have also activated the family's alternate passages and escaped through the underground passages. It's like the royal family, who enabled the tunnel of the City Lord's Mansion to save all the five hundred families in the core, but their happiness only lasted less than three minutes, and a terrible scream resounded throughout the basin, and the family members who finally escaped fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth because they couldn't stand the terrible sound. Fortunately, many of the people who came out now were masters, so they didn't talk nonsense, and immediately formed a few protective enchantments. Even so, more than half of them lost their combat effectiveness.

The Wind Demon rode his Hole Tiger into the air. He stuck out his scarlet tongue and stared carefully at the faces of everyone in the protective enchantment.

"Who am I, do you want to ask me?" he said, glancing at the rusty staff in his hand.

"It's been a long time since it's been useless, the old brothers are all rusty, and it's all because some people in it don't care about our feelings at all. What are we going to do? What are we going to do, yes, we're going to kill people, we haven't drunk human blood for a long time, especially the human blood of the Wind King, will they say we're perverts. Where can I manage so much, we are forced by them, if they don't force me, we are the most enviable couple. Drink!" Everyone was watching him talk to himself, and the next moment he attacked, and the rusty staff glowed.

"The Wind God Scepter, that's the Wind God Scepter, he's the Wind Demon, oh, he's the Wind Demon. "Some people have gone crazy, and it seems that the strength is at least the strength of a high-level magister or above. On the contrary, the Saint-level masters of several royal clans and the Saint-level masters of other families looked at each other, and their palms began to sweat, which was definitely rare for them who were already normal.

"It turns out that the legend is true, in this way, according to the seniority, I still have to call you a clan uncle. Uncle Clan, please spare us women and children. Ziyi walked up to him and bowed down.

"You are the current crown prince Ziyi. The level is too low, and one generation is not as good as the next. He scoffed.

"When you forced my lover to death, did you think about the feelings of my people? He suddenly roared, and the Wind God's scepter was once again full of light, and all five protective enchantments shattered with a single blow.

"Great Prince, we did our best. "Several Saint-rank masters have already spat blood from their mouths. This is the difference between the Holy Rank and the Demigod Rank. They were convinced. (To be continued......)