The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

With a bang, the boy was kicked in the abdomen, coughed and fell to his knees, and then heard a cold dragon cry, his eyes lit up.

The Yuehua long sword was deeply inserted into the ground in front of his eyes.

"Right now, Lingdi Hongchen, among thousands of cultivators, where do you have the guts to challenge the human race?"

Someone shouted and asked above his head, and a low-level cultivator who knew himself picked up the boy's head and made him lean back deeply, revealing his fragile throat and a pair of emerald green eyes like jewels.

While the other party saw his face clearly, he also finally saw the man who tossed their monster clan alliance to the ground.The man wielded the Moonlight Sword, wore a single crescent moon earring, and tied his wrist with a ribbon, but he didn't have the feminine beauty of a woman. It made people feel handsome—and elegant.

"Shang Xunyan...Young Master Shang, good scolding." The young man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with difficulty, staring at the human cultivator who could control his life and death.His rather immature face suddenly showed a kind of almost cruel pleasure, "But now this imperial capital is no longer the world of your human beings, don't you know?"

"presumptuous!"

All the servants around the merchant's young master suddenly shouted and shouted, some had a bad temper, and even wanted to step forward to slap the monster boy, but his master glanced at him, so he had to calm down and give up resentfully.

This is a late night in the early spring of Ilshen [-], which is the fifth year since the Yaozu Alliance was established—or in other words, it is now in front of people.A few days ago, the League once again wrote to Dragon Pagoda, imploring Emperor Ling to make some adjustments to the specific regulations of the third edition of the "General Rules for the Coexistence of Alien Races" in consideration of the increasing population of demon races in the city, so as to give them demon race The family has more living space.result--

The Dragon Pagoda has not been opened yet, and the Emperor Ling keeps the demon outside the door.

The Yaozu who was left on the sidelines were shocked and angry. Although they would not rebel and protest openly, it was a bit worse to speak and do things to the human race in private.As for the human race, they didn't agree with the revision requirements put forward by the monster race. After a long time, they would never accept "everything is equal", let alone the so-called "marriage to promote peace". The Yaozu on the nose and face were not at all angry.

So in the past few days, the imperial capital has been quite uneasy.

The Monster Race Alliance wanted to take advantage of the time when all the monsters were fighting against each other to cause some trouble, so as to gain more weight in the future negotiations with the Ling Emperor; why didn't the Human Race want to take the opportunity to vent some of the long-standing resentment under the "General Rules of Coexistence"?

No one dared to think about a big war, but small disputes sprung up like mushrooms after rain, popping up everywhere in the imperial capital at an astonishing speed, and would always be accompanied by large or small bloody accidents.

The rank-defending army of the imperial capital came to suppress it several times, and the result was that the conflict between the two sides became more intensified, and the conflict increased instead of decreasing.

It's just that the struggle gradually turned from the open to the dark, and the two sides acted more and more recklessly, until death appeared.

Today, when the Yaozu boy was captured, 11 people from the Yaozu had died and 52 were seriously injured and disabled; while on the human side, the number had to be halved.

Looking at it now, the gap between the two is even wider.

Just when Shang Xunyan coldly pulled out the long sword of Yuehua, and was about to remove one arm of the troublesome little demon, he suddenly heard a certain movement from outside the house.

The talismans in the four corners of the house suddenly lit up, announcing the arrival of an unexpected guest.

"What's going on?" Shang Xunyan frowned and glanced out of the window. He didn't care about the boy who was restrained by his subordinates. He strode towards the door and kicked his friend Mao Yujun who was paralyzed on the old man's chair and pretended to be dead. "Brother Mao , You said that your yard is deep and remote, and no one will come to disturb you, what is the situation now?"

"Ah? Ahh?"

Seeing the other party's eyes glaze over, pretending to be stupid, Shang Xunyan sighed, and pointed the gleaming sword tip directly: "Hurry up and speak human words!"

"Oh!" Mao Yujun immediately raised his hand in surrender, and said weakly, "What's the matter, it's really remote here, didn't you complain when you came here——Yuehuajian will be tired if you, the young master, run so far It's broken. As for no one, well, who cares about you in the human race, it's not human beings who are disturbing you, but monsters."

It seemed to be a commentary for his words, just when the glib word "啦" dissipated into the air, a loud crow crowed outside the courtyard, tearing the silence of the night.

Then, there was a deep and hoarse laugh from a person, the first one was very far away, and the second one came suddenly, close to the ear:

"There are guests coming from afar, but no one is there to welcome them?"

"This voice—" Shang Xunyan's face tightened, he glanced at his unreliable friends, and then at his subordinates who were not high in cultivation. Can't stop panicking, "—is it 'Crow Emperor' Mu Shao?!"

"How is that possible."

The only person in the room with an unchanged expression yawned a lot, slowly got up from the old man's chair, opened the door with a sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "What kind of a character is the Crow Emperor, why would he make a special trip for that little demon?" Come here... Besides, that person should have broken his bones and died young three days ago!"

"You bullshit!"

The young man who was pinned to the ground struggled and shouted: "How can our invincible Demon King be plotted against by your human race! He is a thousand years old, and when your spirit emperor is dead, he will still be able to live well! !"

A certain cultivator next to him was furious immediately, a slightly vicious spell came to his mouth, and he was about to spit it out, but was punched in the waist by the person next to him, and after a cough, all the spells dissipated Got light.

"What are you doing—"

"idiot!"

The cultivator who beat him cursed in a low voice: "I don't know what kind of master is out there? You are looking for death yourself, don't implicate us!"

The grumpy man was still dissatisfied: "Hey, didn't you hear what Young Master Mao said? The one who got hit by Master Zhong's Nine-Turn Nether Talisman is already dead now, so don't scare me."

The other sneered again and again: "The crow emperor is said to be dead, and it has been passed down for 80 years, but which time is it true? That master showed up openly a few days ago, and now he is also outside the door. You If you still don’t believe me, go out and see for yourself!”

That person naturally didn't believe it, and several others were also skeptical.After a brief discussion, they pushed and shoved each other, dawdling to the windows and doors, poking their heads secretly, quickly taking in the whole courtyard.

At that time, their two masters were standing in the court with their swords in their hands, their figures were tall and imposing, and they really did not feel ashamed of their status as famous young masters.Even in the face of the terrifying figure who is suspected to be a generation of demon kings, at least in terms of momentum, they did not fall into an absolute disadvantage.

On the other side, a guest in black clothes stepped on the moon, his clothes were silent and his hair fluttered.A ghost-like crow circled behind him and crowed hoarsely, which added a bit of mystery and treachery to the scene.

When he stomped his feet, stood still, and the crow landed on his shoulders, other people noticed that this person was wearing a smooth black mask that covered his entire face, not even a pair of eyes were exposed.

Seeing this, Mao Yujun strengthened his judgment: "A person who hides his head and shows his tail, a person who deceives the world and steals his name—"

when!

A clear and sharp sound shook the night sky.Mao Yujun lowered his head in astonishment, looking at his long sword that suddenly broke into countless pieces, his complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly lost his voice.

"If you keep your virtue, you also keep your life. Why don't you understand?"

The demon king burst out laughing, the sound was like rough metal rubbing against each other desperately, it only made the hairs of several listeners inside and outside the room explode, and they blocked their ears for fear of not being able to do so.

It was still Shang Xunyan who had a bit of self-control, he clenched his fists reluctantly, and greeted: "Your Excellency, Crow Emperor, I have admired your name for a long time."

"Well, it's a merchant kid, and you're not bad either."

Seeing that the other party broke his identity with a single yell, Shang Xunyan was slightly startled, and the corner of his eyes glanced at his stunned and bewildered companion. It hit Mao Yujun on the head.

However, he finally knew the priorities at the moment, carefully considered his tone, and asked the Crow Emperor: "Your Excellency came here late at night, I don't know—what's your business?"

Faced with this question that everyone knew well, the Crow Emperor looked up to the sky and smiled. After laughing, he suddenly shouted:

"VIP!"

The sky-shattering aura rose into the sky, sweeping all directions, and in an instant, it disturbed the vitality of the world.All the cultivators in the room had ashen-colored faces, while the two outside took a few steps back, their faces flushed, and they looked like they were in danger of spurting blood and falling to the ground at any moment.

"Break the sword yourself, hand over people quickly, and stay alive!"

……

When the boy staggered out with a room full of long sword fragments, he was still muttering to himself.In the feeling of ecstasy, a kind of flattered panic emerged quietly and hit my heart.

In the courtyard, the two young masters who were supposed to be aloof had pale faces and gritted their teeth. They no longer had the chic and arrogance that they had everything under control when they faced him——their monster race alliance—on usual.

That depressed, resentful, and resentful expression made the young man's already light footsteps even higher.He held his head up, tried his best to ignore the pain on his body, walked through the courtyard vigorously, came to his savior, and bowed deeply.

"grown ups--"

As soon as the words came out, they were choked up immediately, and it was difficult to follow up.It's rare that Lord Crow Emperor didn't think he was disobedient, and smiled tolerantly:

"Come on, let's go back."

Needless to say, the young man's heart was surging, his eyes were dim with tears, and he just kept looking secretly at the Lord Crow King who was carrying him, and didn't notice the direction of their flight - it seemed something was wrong.

And when they passed through a dark and noisy market and passed by a dilapidated and low-slung slum, the young man was stunned, and then recalled:

"My lord, isn't this—isn't the demon clan's settlement?"

"Ah."

Such a short and meaningless reply made the young man shiver and immediately fell silent.He secretly looked at Lord Crow Emperor with some trepidation, for fear that his question would make him unhappy.

But he only saw a cold mask, not the other person's face.

While feeling uneasy, the crow in front let out a cheerful cry, and the demon king also slowly landed on the ground, leaving the boy behind, pointed to a clean three-story building not far away, and then strode towards go there.

The young man followed behind in a daze, not daring to ask any more questions.But looking at the long black hair fluttering and the slender body of the person in front of him, the admiration in his heart is like a surging river, unstoppable.

Lord Demon King—— Lord Demon King—

He chanted these four words over and over in his heart, feeling as if he had chanted some kind of mysterious spell. His future, and the future of the entire Monster Race Alliance, seemed to become bright in silent recitation.

One of the four great demon kings from the green forest made a special trip to the capital of Hongchen, and appeared right in front of his eyes, and easily rescued himself penniless from the hands of the enemy... This kind of thing is enough to make the young man forget the heavenly power of the spirit emperor , and to worship and admire the person in front of him as the only god, and to say that he is willing to go up the mountain of swords, into the sea of ​​fire, and die for him is not an exaggeration.

In front of the small building, Lord Demon King, who led the way, opened the door and went straight up to the third floor. He stepped on the ancient wooden floor under the corridor and knocked on the door of the fourth room on the right at the corner of the stairs.

Someone in the room answered him with a hoarse voice: "Come in!"

This voice—why is it a little familiar?

Like—— Lord Crow King?

The young man was a little dazed for a while, but when he was pulled into the room, he saw a stern man in black clothes sitting beside the desk, writing and drawing graffiti, his eyes widened, and his jaw almost dropped from shock.

The man didn't look at him, and only smiled at another man in black who was drinking tea opposite him: "My apprentice is capable, look, I have rescued another one!"

The man in black sneered coldly: "I haven't agreed to accept you as an apprentice yet."

"Hey, you really don't know good and bad, why do you always disagree?" The painter put down his pen heavily and hummed, "Isn't it enough for me to be the master of your little demon? ?”

Before the other could answer, the young man was completely dizzy: "Monster, demon king? Are you... Sir Crow Emperor...?"

He turned his head awkwardly, and looked at the person next to him who saved his life and was dressed exactly like the "Generation Demon King":

"Then you—who are you?"

"Ah, I forgot, I'm not the demon king."

The person next to him gently took off his mask, and casually brushed up his loose long hair, revealing a young and handsome face.And his voice, also changed from the iconic low and hoarse voice of Crow Emperor Mu Shao, to flying like the wind, gentle like water, and extremely magnetic:

"My surname is Lu, and my double character is Qing'an. You can call me Qing'an."