"You want to throw the pot at me, right?" Ying Quanye almost gritted her teeth and said it, her voice full of resentment and anger.

Mo Yuan was angry, and hugged his fists and said: Your Highness, you have to command, and you have forcibly snatched the command of your humble position.

"Oh, it's my fault, so you are still a loyal backbone, a good courtier of the Heavenly Court, right?" Ying Quan Ye sneered, pulled out the Heavenly Sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at Mo Yuan and said: Why did I snatch your command, you have no obligation to inform His Highness of the role of the magic circle, you are a capital offense if you know about it.

"Oh, Your Highness is going to execute your subordinates?" Mo Yuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes shone with a sharp edge, and an unprecedented murderous aura erupted from his body, and the murderous aura turned into black gas coming out of his body, evaporating in the big tent for a long time.

Looking at the terrifying black gas around them. "The murderous aura is actually condensed, why do you want to kill His Highness. ”

Mo Yuan looked at Ying Quanye coldly, with two more flying swords in his hand, and sneered: "What about killing you." ”

Ying Quan Ye was a little shocked when he heard this, and retreated slightly, as if realizing that he couldn't show weakness, and stood firm again to calm himself. Also looked at Mo Yuan and said: You can try.

Oh, Mo Yuan sneered, raised his right hand to fly the sword, stretched out his tongue and licked it on the sword, and sneered: Look for death.

With the explosion of murderous aura, Mo Yuan's eyes turned red, and he raised his sword in his hand, and the flying sword turned into two cold rays and shot directly at Yingquan Ye.

Ying Quan secretly said that it was not good at night, and he retreated quickly, flustered in his heart, and even a little scared. In his panic, he actually forgot to use the spatial power unique to the king level. The flying sword blinked closely, and a flying sword stabbed at the top of Ying Quanye's head, and the other was directly sealed.

"You dare to kill me!" was Ying Quanye's last sentence before losing his life.

It's a pity that this sentence didn't affect Mo Yuan's murderous intent in the slightest.

"Mo Yuan is enough. King Ming spoke, and the flying sword almost pierced Ying Quanye's skin, and even cut his skin, fixed in mid-air. Turned into a cold light and shot into Mo Yuan's body.

Ying Quan gasped for breath, looking at Mo Yuan's cold eyes, looking at the ten legion commanders around him, their eyes were also cold, and even King Ming's smiling face was full of disdain, contempt, and even ridicule and ridicule.

He finally understood that everything he had, pretentious, was given to him by the emperor's father, and everyone respected him because of respect for the emperor's father, not respect for himself, everyone was polite to himself on weekdays, but now that the emperor's father is in retreat, everyone's attitude towards him has turned one hundred and eighty degrees. It was very cold, and even Mo Yuan, who had always been polite to himself, wanted to kill himself.

"You guys... Are you going to rebel?" Ying Quan changed his mind at night, pretending to be calm.

"Rebellion, huh. His Royal Highness the Emperor said with a smile, I have been following the Emperor of Heaven for thousands of years and wanted to rebel, so why wait until today. Why does His Highness want to rebel, I can wait for the Emperor of Heaven to clean up the portal. "The person who spoke was Dongfang Haojie, the commander of the Fifth Army, who was straightforward and heroic.

"Okay, Haojie, you're scaring Quan Ye, after all, you're a child. King Ming sneered.

"Kid, hmph, I really wish he was a kid, and the kid wouldn't be so ambitious. As he spoke, he put the knife on Ying Quanye's neck and continued: There is no respect in this world, what is respect, it is fear, it is strength, and it is fear. In any case, if you have conditions that the other person cannot provoke, you can make the other person respect, and on the contrary, you despise them. You are the opposite one, you are not as good as a dog in the eyes of my Dongfang heroes, the war is imminent, I will kill you, report to the Emperor of Heaven, say that you sacrificed your life for the war in the fairy world, maybe you can still get a title or something.

Ying Quanye only understood his situation at this time, he occupied the prestige of the Emperor of Heaven on weekdays, and he was impressive in the Heavenly Court, but today he knew that if he wanted to be respected, he must first have strength, and without strength, he would never be respected.

Ying Quan Ye figured it out, and his temperament at this time has changed fundamentally, becoming no longer weak, no longer being a fox and a fake tiger, becoming introverted, with a hidden edge, an epiphany, and the world is unpredictable.

King Ming felt the changes in Ying Quanye's body, and couldn't help but get up, and said with satisfaction: This child has finally grown up.

Mo Yuan also nodded and smiled: "What the Emperor said is true, His Highness only needs an opportunity, and when the opportunity comes, the natural soul will be deformed, and the king-level cultivation will be stable."

Dongfang Haojie saw the changes in Yingquan Night, he was stunned at first, then smiled knowingly, and knelt down in front of Yingquan Night and said: Congratulations to the emperor for his stable cultivation and stepping into the king level.

Mo Yuan and the others also bowed down and said, "Congratulations to Your Highness."

King Ming also looked at Ying Quan Ye with satisfaction, and said: Congratulations to His Royal Highness for his stable cultivation.

Ying Quan looked at everyone at night and said confusedly: You... He humiliated me in such a way. Ying Quan didn't know at night, these people were still humiliating themselves in this way.

"Haha, Your Highness is not strange, it was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven, His Highness was forcibly promoted by the Emperor of Heaven, but the Taoist heart is unstable, the epiphany is not enough, it is easy to produce demons, and even go crazy. ”

King Ming patted Yingquan Ye on the shoulder and said: Your Highness, don't blame them, they are also influenced by me, and the old man did not expect His Highness to stabilize his heart so quickly, it seems that this thing can be handed over to His Highness.

King Ming took out a brocade box and handed it to Ying Quanye, Ying Quanye took the brocade box and probed it, feeling the vigorous power of the objects inside, and couldn't help but be happy that the emperor's father actually left a piece for himself.

"I'm going to retreat. ”

"What, retreat?" said King Ming, puzzled.

Ying Quan nodded and said, "Yes, retreat."

"Your Highness, at this time, we are in a stalemate with the underworld, and we still rely on Your Majesty, there are some things where the Emperor of Heaven is not there, if Your Highness is not there, I will find someone to make an idea. Mo Yuan said anxiously.

Ying Quan looked at Mo Yuan and said: I believe in you, and I also believe in King Ming, and I trust everyone present even more, all of them are old ministers, and they are people trusted by the emperor's father. After speaking, he knelt down and bowed to everyone. "Please, everyone. ”

"Your Highness, no. ”

"Your Highness. ”

Everyone hurriedly got up and helped Yingquan Ye, who was kneeling, up. Ying Quan clasped his hands again and said: Everyone is tired, take me out of the customs, and I will definitely fight side by side with everyone. After speaking, he turned around and left, tore open the space and stepped into another space and disappeared.

Looking at the direction of the disappearing Yingquan night, Mo Yuan said lightly: At this time, I seem to be somewhat familiar with His Highness.

"Yes, it is similar to the Emperor of Heaven when he was young, and sure enough, his mood has improved, and his temperament has changed. King Ming sighed.

Dongfang Haojie nodded and said: I don't know when His Highness will return.

Everyone sighed, and the doorman entered the big tent: Tell the king, and the messenger of the underworld asks to see him.

King Ming turned around and sat down, looked outside the big tent, and sneered: "It's time to come, please.

Outside the big tent, Cole stepped in alone, his posture was tall, and he did not have stage fright in the face of the top figures in the fairy world, but this became his home field, so that everyone had to admire this envoy of the underworld.

When King Ming saw that the person who came, he was a little surprised and said: Cole, that old boy of the Emperor of the Underworld actually sent you to negotiate.

Cole smiled lightly and asked, "Why isn't Lord Ming welcome?"