The black aura faintly emitted from the wound on Emperor Juetian's body became more and more obvious, and after the black flame that erupted just now was eliminated, the whole scene became clearer and clearer, and the other demon people reacted to what had happened, looking anxiously towards this side.

"Your Majesty!"

"What's going on?"

"Something is wrong with the little devil! fake?!"

As everyone's worried and surprised voices sounded, doubts began to emerge one after another. Wave after wave, Yue Qingyun looked at the demons who rushed to his side, and his eyes were on the demon king who had just been reprimanded by Emperor Juetian, only to see him standing in one place, his body was stiff, his expression was struggling, and a very bloody aura slowly came out of his facial features.

Yue Qingyun still looked at him, only to see that in an instant, that hesitant look turned into ambition! She held Emperor Juetian's hand slightly, and her whole body was like a leopard, instantly alert!

"How's your Majesty's injury? Yi Demon King stepped forward, and he smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were infinitely sarcastic.

In the chaos, the other demons didn't notice anything unusual at all, and when they heard someone ask, someone replied, "The situation is not very good, what is that black qi, it is actually corroding the flesh under His Majesty and devouring soul power!"

"What?!"

The crowd was shocked.

But the surprise was far less than that, and only one person who approached continued, "It's not good, it's about to get close to the Soul Pill! If this continues, the soul power under His Majesty will gradually disappear." Yue Qingyun looked down at the emperor's peerless injury, although it continued to corrode, but it was far from that serious, what was this speaker thinking, what was his intention! Yue Qingyun thought of the possible result in his mind, and suddenly stared at the person who spoke with murderous eyes, one hand raised slightly, ready to go!

Just as she was about to make a move, Yue Qingyun felt a pull from her subordinates. Suddenly, the strength on Emperor Juetian's body quickly withered in a situation that he could clearly perceive!

Yue Qingyun looked at her sleeves that were pulled, and then looked at the black look on the man's face, her eyes flashed slightly.

"So—Your Majesty won't be able to lead us to continue fighting?" As soon as the man's words fell, the voice of the Yi Demon King suddenly sounded.

"This should ...... What do you mean!" A demon man who was anxiously looking at Emperor Juetian's injury answered casually, and suddenly felt that something was wrong!

The whole anxious and tumultuous scene fell silent for a moment. The people around were motionless, and under these words they became a reef by the sea. His eyes looked at the people on either side.

"What do you mean?" Demon King Yi stepped forward slightly, followed closely by a wave of people, although the number was not large, it was in stark contrast to the other wave of demon courtiers who were scattered around the Emperor and had no position!

The man who was questioned looked at the Yi Demon King walking up in the crowd that was set aside, with a fierce appearance, the expression on his face was stiff, compared to the tall and handsome Yi Demon King, although this little courtier is a beautiful man in appearance, but the momentum and height are obviously a big difference!

It was only after a momentary gaffe that the man took a deep breath and mustered up his courage, "Your Majesty led our clan to fight the Protoss, so that you have today's victory, and now you are injured, as a member of the demon clan, you have to go to the death to defend Your Majesty, and it is necessary to heal Your Majesty's wounds!"