When the small broken car carrying enchantment and Ying Tianqing slowly drove towards the territory of Kunshan Sect, Mo Xi also carried the magic Ling, who was as angry as a scattered silk, stepped on the teleportation array to return to the demon realm somewhere surrounded by demonic energy!

The red poisonous kiss flowers bloomed all over the mountains. You can tell at a glance that it was Mo Ling's nest. Not only was the dark elements here extremely strong, but the towering buildings standing on the mountains also had a majesty that people dare not look directly at.

Mo Xi was not stopped all the way, and the two people who saw him were all the powerful demons who looked away from afar and retreated from the side to greet him with respect.

So, with Mo Ling, who was seriously injured in her strength, Mo Xi walked into the depths of the Lord of the Demon Palace without any obstacles. It was not until Mo Ling's throne appeared that he dared to gently put her down.

No matter how big the devil's trap was put on Yaorao, if she knew that she had directly destroyed the strongest cultivation level of a demon's clan in her dream, she would have enough capital to laugh wildly!

I am afraid that even the Spirit Fruit and the Purple-faced Buddha will not have such outstanding achievements in the magic war for thousands of years.

Before I knew it, a demon tribe was destroyed and a half-step Nirvana was abandoned!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Mo Ling was vomiting wildly along the way. Even if she returned to her residence, the pure demon breath and dark spiritual energy here could not instantly restore her appearance, which was enough to show how much price she had paid in addition to the collapse of her strength.

But no one dared to question... any decision of Lord Demon Ancestor. Even though he was so angry, Mo Ling firmly believed that one day in the future, everything he did would be worth it!

"Master Mo Ling takes a break first, the young one has stepped down."

As the Demon Elder, Mo Xi was always as weak as a lamb in front of Mo Ling, so Mo Ling felt even more disgusted and disdainful. But now, she still has some use to him.

"Don't leave first."

Mo Ling strangled Mo Xi's wrist.

"If you tell me about my strength, you will be waiting to go to hell, do you understand!"

A wild beast-like cold light burst out in Mo Ling's eyes. She was obliged to do things for the Demon Ancestor and self-destruction of her cultivation, but this does not mean that she is willing to be trampled by other demons. As long as the news cannot be spread, she is still the Demon King above the Demon Ancestor!

And the lost power... I will practice slowly and one day I will be able to return to the peak moment.

"This, the little one understands."

Mo Xi did not dare to offend the female demon in front of her, because even if her strength collapsed, she was still much stronger than herself. So when she saw Mo Ling's almost swallowing her gaze, Mo Xi replied weakly while trembling.

"Then... the little one left?"

Seeing that Mo Ling had no intention of continuing to get entangled after she swore, Mo Xi asked carefully.

"Slow down."

Mo Xi, who was full of desire to leave this place, got a cold answer from Mo Ling.

"First deal with all the things that Lord Demon Ancestor has taught you and bring that person to me."

Mo Ling leaned her head against her cold and hard throne backrest and waved at Mo Xi weakly.

"this……"

Looking at Mo Ling's tired appearance, Mo Xi's rare concern was that he hoped that this female Demon King would rest for a while, but seeing the terrifying bloodthirsty light in Mo Ling's slightly opened eyes, Mo Xi immediately swallowed his saliva and swallowed all the words that had slid to his mouth back into his stomach.

He finally looked complicated, bent over and retreated silently.

Mo Ling's slender claws kept rubbing the handrail of the throne.

Who is she waiting for? Why is she so anxious? The subconsciously spasmed fingers have betrayed her ups and downs.

Darkness and silence spread in the King's Hall, but after only half a moment, Mo Xi took one to Mo Ling.

"My beautiful Lord Demon Lord, are you looking for me?"

Rather than saying that this person was brought up by magic tin, he was more like a confident visitor.

He stepped forward with a powerful step, walked to Mo Ling's throne in just a few steps, surpassing Mo Xi's position, and stood tall in front of Mo Ling.

The light in the hall shone on the person's face, and his young and frivolous face suddenly appeared.

The jealous beauty proves the sincere favor of the Creator God to this person.

Long green hair, drooping flowingly on the back, fair skin is even more perfect than women, contrasting with the green hair, making the skin look smoother and more transparent.

The upper body is half naked, with black shoulder armor with only alien magic scales tied. The wrist guards and half of the magic scale gloves make this posture more heroic and cool, the muscles are clearly contoured, and enviable lines will appear on the lower abdomen and spine with a slight force.

The high nose bridge and deep eye sockets made the person's facial features exotic, and the long eyelashes trembled in the dark, giving people a thrilling feeling.

The corners of the eyes are shining, and what is most amazing is the person's eyes...

Just like some kind of elegant and rare animal, one eye is green and the other eye is blue!

As the light and angle change, the strange eyes showed different lusters in the dark, like a pair of glowing treasures. However, the most unforgettable among them is the blue-blue eyes!

It was like a storm rolling inside, with a faint power!

The man had a strange aura on his body. Since he walked into Mo Ling's hall, the secret demon palace surrounded by high walls was blowing gusts of wind that could not find the source.

who is he?

A simple imprint on the green-haired man silently revealed his identity!

On his naked left chest, a demon son's mark was particularly eye-catching, and eight stars were all in it, with surging demon breath constantly circulating!

Demon Son!

Mo Ling narrowed her eyes and looked at the person carefully, then stopped rubbing her fingers on the throne, raised her dry lips, curled up a playful smile, and gently spit out a few words from her mouth.

"Fenghen, you are here."

The present successor of the Qinglong Eye of the Qinglong Continent, the strongest war god of the Feng family... Fenghen!

As long as Aslant's clone went to the Qinglong Continent, the green-haired man was the eight-star demon son hidden in the Qinglong world.

The First Demon Ancestor has been looking for Morris' magic weapon for a long time, but few people know how many mechanisms and traps he has laid for this matter.

Instead of letting your demons make great efforts to find the whereabouts of the Six Spirit Pearls in various regions of the world, it is better to put a piece of your own in the Qinglong world, no matter who is... Once someone starts looking for the Six Spirit Pearls, one day, Fenghen will find it!
Chapter completed!