The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

As soon as Venerable Feiyan spoke, the atmosphere in the hall became somewhat stagnant.

Shen Suzhi raised her lips in a half-smile, a trace of hostility flashed in her eyes, but her voice was soft and soft, as if she didn't take it to heart.

He smiled slightly, like a good monarch who is considerate of his courtiers, but he spit out cruel words from his light lips: "In that case, the right guardian will cut off his own arm and set an example for us all in the devil world."

Venerable Feiyan raised his head suddenly, staring at Shen Suzhi on the throne with a pair of cloudy eyes, clenched his fists under the large sleeves of his toga, and black air emitted from his hands.

Shen Suzhi tilted his head, looked back at Venerable Feiyan: "What? The right guardian seems unwilling?"

Taotie, who was lying peacefully on his stomach, got up in an instant, arched his back at the right time, and made an appearance of attacking. His big copper bell-like eyes locked on the figure of Venerable Feiyan, revealing his sharp fangs.

There was silence in the hall, and no one dared to intercede for him.

After staring at each other for a long time, Venerable Feiyan's tightly tensed shoulders suddenly collapsed, and he let go of his clenched hands. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your subordinate obeys."

Venerable Feiyan's famous stunt is the eagle claw hook, which relies on his hands. If one arm is broken, it is equivalent to half of his strength being cut off forcibly.

But he had no choice.

The Demon Lord on the throne, and the Taotie next to the throne, once he shows a little resistance, he will be torn to pieces immediately, wiped out without ultrasound.

Venerable Feiyan took a deep breath, bent the five fingers of his right hand, and a ball of black magic energy condensed in his hand, which slowly transformed into the shape of a knife.

A snow-white sharp blade flashed, black demonic energy filled the air, an arm was cut off alive, blood gushed out, and the carpet beside him was stained red.

"Wow!" An afterimage flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Taotie completed the process from the side of the throne to Venerable Feiyan and back to the side of the throne, sitting beside Shen Suzhi and licking his paws gracefully.

In the next second, it spit out a few pieces of broken cloth from its mouth.

This is because Venerable Feiyan didn't leave any way back, his arm was directly swallowed, and there is no possibility of connecting it back. Even though he was originally strong, it would take many years to grow an arm, and it might not be until his lifespan. Yuan is exhausted, and he is still a one-armed demon cultivator.

Venerable Feiyan's shadowy face was stained with blood, and the wound on his left arm was suppressed by him, and the bleeding was no longer there. He lowered his head, his gaze seemed to be poisoned.

"I don't care about today's matter." Shen Suzhi glanced around, and as expected, seeing that all the demon generals were relieved, he paused, and continued, "If there is a next time, I don't mind From now on, there will be no one available in the Demon Realm."

I don't mind killing you all.

Everyone trembled and dared not speak.

Since Song Yan retreated, Shen Suzhi returned to the Demon Realm with peace of mind, lay down leisurely in the Demon Realm for two days, and dealt with a large number of people who had different intentions, and the rest did not dare to act rashly.

In the luxurious bedroom, Shen Suzhi was leaning on the soft couch, the mask was casually thrown aside, the waves of amorous peach blossom eyes were flowing, with a lot of affection, and the red mole on his forehead made him unparalleled, and he was slender. Lunrun's fingers caressed the long hair of Taotie beside him, and Taotie narrowed his eyes comfortably, making a purring sound.

"Wow~" Taotie called softly.

"Song Yan is about to leave the customs, I will return today." Shen Suzhi answered it casually.

Taotie opened his eyes and puffed out his chest, "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

I also want to go to Yuehuazong!I want to see beauty!

Shen Suzhi glanced at it and sneered: "Dream."

Taotie slumped back on his stomach, looking very disappointed.

It is impossible to be soft-hearted. This guy is used to kicking his nose and face. If he really takes it to Yue Huazong, he doesn't know what will happen. Besides, he is not in the devil world, and someone must watch for him.

At this moment, Shen Suzhi didn't know what would happen next, if he had known earlier, he probably wouldn't have returned to Fuchen Peak so early.

Or, probably won't go back to Fuchen Peak directly.

Yue Huazong, holding Yuefeng, is in the main hall.

Yuan Mingzi stared solemnly at the letter transformed with spiritual power in the air in front of him, his brows were deeply frowned, and a deep anger streaked across his originally refined face.

In the northwestern land, strange things happened frequently, most of the people disappeared strangely, and the local sects just watched from the sidelines and did nothing.The common people are in danger and dare not go out in the dark.

Some people were overwhelmed with worries and traveled thousands of miles to Yuehuazong, wanting to seek help from the world's largest sect, but unable to find the way up the mountain, they stayed at the foot of the mountain all day long, hoping to see Yuehuazong's disciples so they could rescue their loved ones.

After waiting for a whole day and night, the news reached Yuan Mingzi's ears.

In order to find out the matter, Yuan Mingzi sent several disciples to investigate and save people. However, after these disciples went, they lost all news. Messages to them were like disappearing, without any reply.

The place where the accident happened was a small border town, and the place was remote. I don't know what kind of danger could keep Yue Huazong's elite disciples there, but Yuan Mingzi didn't dare to send his disciples there.

Fortunately, the peak master of Cangjian Peak volunteered to rescue those disciples. Yuan Mingzi was greatly surprised and sent Yun Zang to investigate.

A few days later, real person Yun Zang sent him a message, saying that the matter was very strange and that he needed to investigate for a longer period of time. Yuan Mingzi readily agreed and told him to be careful in everything.

After much deliberation, Yuan Mingzi decided to go to Song Yan to discuss it.

Coincidentally, he bumped into Shen Suzhi who had just returned from the Demon Realm.

Apart from Song Yan and Shen Suzhi in Fuchen Peak's formation, only Yuan Mingzi could easily enter without being ejected by the formation. This happens.

And all of this, Shen Suzhi knew nothing about it.

He still thought that Fuchen Peak's formation method only recognized them as master and apprentice, so he entered and exited the teleportation formation with peace of mind when Song Yan was in retreat, because Song Yan's retreat would definitely seal off his consciousness. Going won't surprise anyone.

Yuan Mingzi was about to step into the boundary of Fuchen Peak, and he felt extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations. The rich spiritual energy mixed with huge demonic energy overflowed from the mountainside. The speed rushed to the mountainside of Fuchen Peak.

The demonic energy is overflowing, and there must be a demon boss appearing!

Although Yuan Mingzi didn't understand why a life-and-death demon cultivator sneaked into Fuchen Summit, and why his junior brother still didn't show up with such a huge demonic energy, he instinctively searched for traces of demonic energy.

Suddenly, a simple courtyard appeared in the line of sight, and it was from this courtyard that the devilish energy diffused. Yuan Mingzi stopped in the air, and a huge group of spiritual power gathered in his hands, containing the terrifying coercion of the power of the transformation stage, It hit the simple courtyard directly.

With a bang, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the inconspicuous small courtyard was instantly razed to the ground by a huge group of spiritual power, rubble and sawdust were blown up one after another, and a figure in embarrassment rolled out of the ruins.

It was Shen Suzhi who was about to return from the Demon Realm and hadn't had time to hide his aura in the future.

Shen Suzhi really didn't expect Yuan Mingzi to visit suddenly, nor did he think that he would be bumped into by Yuan Mingzi. He thought Song Yan was still in seclusion, so he was not in a hurry to hide his breath.

Who knew that he would expose his identity as a demon cultivator to others.

His only residence in Fuchen Peak had been razed to the ground. Seeing that it was Shen Suzhi, Yuan Mingzi was obviously stunned for a moment, but was soon startled by the black devilish energy surrounding him.

"Shen Suzhi!!" Yuan Mingzi's eyes were about to burst, "You are actually a person from the devil world, and you sneaked into our Yue Huazong. What is your intention?"

The aura on Shen Suzhi's body obviously hadn't been cultivated for a year or two. Yuan Mingzi had never seen such a deep demonic aura, and he hadn't even seen it on the previous demon king who participated in the war.

Such a strong breath reminded Yuan Mingzi of a person.

That is to successfully succeed to the position of Demon Lord, deter all the demon cultivators in the demon world, the former young master of the demon world, who was previously unheard of in the comprehension world, is now the supreme of the demon world.

The author has something to say: Although short, but powerful!