The devil is the savior

Above the void, a troop flew over from afar.The leader, dressed in white clothes, exudes a strong and bright aura. Even if they are so far apart, they can still feel the righteousness.Just a random stop makes people want to worship *.

"I have seen His Majesty the Pope!" At some point, the square was already full of people. When they saw this man in white, they all bowed and saluted, even Shi Mengchen and the three Dharma kings were no exception.

"Everyone, please excuse me!" Xuan Luo waved his hand lightly, and everyone felt refreshed as the warm wind blew by.Looking at Xuan Luo again, his gaze was already full of worship.

Shi Mengchen couldn't help being a little shocked that Xuan Luo had actually reached the realm of Dharma King of Light.From the looks of it, the talent of this apprentice of mine really far exceeds his own!

Xuan Luo didn't look at Shi Mengchen, but turned his gaze to Bu Jingfeng with a complicated face. "The wind..."

In this shout, Bu Jingfeng seemed to feel Xuan Luo's longing for him in the past four years, and the concern and worry were beyond words.It was a heavy feeling of fatherly love, mixed with an unknown emotion.

Bu Jingfeng could no longer resist his own feelings, such as admitting a thief as his father, or being in a different camp, at this moment he had been completely abandoned by Bu Jingfeng.Like a suckling swallow returning home, she threw herself straight into Xuan Luo's arms.

Smelling the faint fragrance from Xuan Luo's body and feeling the warmth emanating from his body, Bu Jingfeng's eyes turned red.At this time, he looked like an 11-year-old boy.Laying on Xuanluo's chest, Bu Jingfeng called softly: "Father!"

Seeing the two people embracing each other, the Holy See troops led by Xuan Luo suddenly realized that they all knelt on one knee and saluted Bu Jingfeng in unison: "See Lord Saint King!"

"There is no need to be polite." Leaning in Xuan Luo's arms, Bu Jingfeng said gracefully, as if he was used to the situation in front of him.The whole heart is completely placed on Xuan Luo.Looking at Xuan Luo's handsome face, for some reason, a little worry appeared in his heart.

Shen Qingyun stared blankly at this scene, not knowing how to react at all.What about the Demon King?What the hell is this sudden Holy King status?Could it be that the Pope is stupid?Return foster father?Is it really not breeding tigers? !

Sensing Shen Qingyun's strange gaze, Xuan Luo couldn't help being a little surprised, and gave him a strange look, wondering in his heart.This look, why do you think it looks like you are looking at an idiot?

The one who was most shocked was undoubtedly Gong Yichen. He knew quite well that Bu Jingfeng, the demon king, was not a fake, as evidenced by the strange reaction of Demon Sword just now.However, how could their Lord Demon King become a Holy King?However, Gong Yichen was relieved immediately.No matter how this identity came about, as long as Lord Demon King has this layer of protection, he will be able to escape without incident.

Thinking of this, Gong Yichen couldn't help showing a happy smile.As long as Lord Demon King is fine, even if he dies, he will have no regrets!

"Gong Yichen, you can still laugh!" Without Bu Jingfeng, Shi Mengchen doesn't have to worry about anything.Seeing that Gong Yichen could still laugh heartily in the face of death, he couldn't help feeling furious.With a light flip in his hand, the scepter came out, and his lips squirmed as he was about to chant a spell.

Seeing this, Bu Jingfeng was in a hurry, and hurriedly broke free from Xuan Luo's embrace, and stood in front of Shi Mengchen.Looking at Gong Yichen with cold eyes, "Let's leave this demon clan to the Holy King!"

"His Royal Highness, you..." Shi Mengchen frowned, and was about to stop, but was stopped by Xuan Luo at the side.

"Hey! Master, let Feng'er do it! It is the Holy See's mission to eliminate the demons, and it is only right for him, the Holy King, to eliminate the remnants of the demons."

Eliminating the demons is the mission of the Holy See!These words made Bu Jingfeng's footsteps pause, and an unspeakable bitterness surged in his heart.If one day, you know my identity, will you say this sentence, and then swing your sword at me?

Thinking in this way, Bu Jingfeng didn't stop in his footsteps, he walked straight to Gong Yichen, and waved out the Liufeng scepter.

"Xuan Luo, you don't know, this demon clan used to be your junior brother, and his strength should not be underestimated. Jingfeng may be in danger!"

Xuan Luo smiled slightly, "Master, don't worry! I believe in Feng'er."

"Okay, since you insist, then I won't say more." Shi Mengchen took a deep look at Xuan Luo, returned to his original position and stopped talking.

Bu Jingfeng stood in front of Gong Yichen, holding Liufeng's scepter tightly in his hand, his face was as calm as water, making it hard to see what he was thinking. "Gong Yichen, die!" Bu Jingfeng suddenly drank softly, and the lengthy incantation quickly flowed out of his mouth, gathering strong light elements around his body, gradually condensing into lightsabers, and moving towards Gong Yichen. The next morning went straight away.

Gong Yichen's complexion remained unchanged, he clenched the magic sword tightly in his hand, changed his body shape, kept dodging the lightsaber, bullied himself up, and got close to Bu Jingfeng.

Bu Jingfeng's expression did not change, he put away the Liufeng scepter in an instant, instead of retreating, he leaned into Gong Yichen's arms.

Gong Yichen seized the opportunity without hesitation, put the sword across Bu Jingfeng's neck, and said in the language unique to the demons: "I've offended you!"

"Let go of the wind!" Xuan Luo panicked when he saw this, the Fawang pressed forward with his momentum, but saw Bu Jingfeng coughing a few times, and hurriedly withdrew his momentum, for fear that his momentum would affect Bu Jingfeng. "Feng'er, are you alright?"

Bu Jingfeng smiled softly, not paying any attention to the magic sword in front of his neck, "Father, don't worry!" As soon as the words fell, Bu Jingfeng made a sudden move, Gong Yichen was caught off guard, and was snatched away by Bu Jingfeng. magic sword.

Bu Jingfeng was so powerful that he hit Gong Yichen's chest hard with his arm and escaped from Gong Yichen's confinement.Flipping the magic sword in his hand, he stabbed straight at Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen was unprepared, and Bu Jingfeng's sword pierced Gong Yichen's heart fiercely.

Immediately, the devilish energy overflowed, and Gong Yichen turned into a black mist.Bu Jingfeng frowned, and with a wave of his right hand, his robe flew up, and the black mist in the void was instantly dispersed.

Shen Qingyun opened his mouth wide and looked at Bu Jingfeng in disbelief.

Bu Jingfeng smiled easily, and walked in front of Xuan Luo.Pointing the sword at the ground, he said proudly, "Father, the child has fulfilled his mission, and has punished evildoers."

Xuan Luo laughed in relief, and patted Jing Feng on the shoulder, "I knew that Feng'er would definitely win!"

Bu Jingfeng paused for a moment, as if he had something to say.

"What does Feng'er want to say?"

"Father...can you give me this sword?!"

"Hahaha, what do I think you are going to say? This sword is your trophy, of course it is yours." Xuan Luo looked around the crowd as he spoke, "No one should have any objections, right?"

"Of course not!" Voices of approval echoed one after another.

"Thank you foster father!" Bu Jingfeng held the magic sword in his hand and bowed to Xuan Luo.