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"Is this... the Demon King of the Western Demon Realm?"

Countless young Wings opened their mouths wide, staring intently at the astonishing white raptor and the black shadow standing on Bingyuan's back.

With a light kick on Clowell's feet, he flew down from Bingyuan's back and landed firmly on the ground without making a sound. Bingyuan shrunk immediately, and in the blink of an eye, the huge body became a little bigger than a palm. The bird uttered two piercing long chirps at Clowell, then flew to the top of the Heavenly Temple by itself, and stayed still.

Ke Qiming nodded towards him from afar, without looking at him, he turned around and left with Bai Qinghong.

The etiquette team went up to meet them from a distance. The leading pure white wing tribe had been to the Demon Realm. The handsome face of the Demon King and the giant ice kite had been deeply engraved in his mind. He recognized this was the Western Demon Realm at first glance. His Majesty the Demon King.

"Your Majesty Urs—"

"Where's your priest?" Clowell interrupted him with a cold and waveless voice, his silver-blue eyes seemed to have condensed a large piece of ice and snow, sharp, cold, and without any fluctuation.

The Pure White Wings felt that the eyes falling on his face were like the blades of ice arrows, piercing his sensitive nerves. They were also powerful and imposing, but the demon king and the priest felt completely different. He couldn't help thinking, such a powerful demon In the whole heaven, it is estimated that only kings and priests can match it?

He secretly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, faintly forming a protective film, and then raised his head with a respectful and polite expression, "I don't know which priest His Majesty is looking for? What's the matter? I can tell you."

As soon as the Pure White Wings finished speaking, they saw this handsome and indifferent demon king raise his hand slightly, and a black flame ignited in the palm of his hand. Although it was a flame, the dancing black flame didn't have any warmth, a cold air Coming towards the face, with a strong evil spirit.

In the next second, the black flame exploded from the palm of his hand, and a cold killing air permeated the air. Countless tiny black sparks splashed forward, but they crackled and crackled less than ten meters away from them. On an invisible wall, corrode the protective wall made of spiritual power into holes.

"Heh, you really are not an ordinary person."

In the intense torrent of spiritual power and demonic energy, a voice floated out gently. The voice was gentle and indifferent, revealing a faint trace of boredom and indifference.

Clowell sneered, and a deep undercurrent surged out of his silver-blue eyes.

The pure white-winged tribe on the side stared dumbfoundedly. He looked ahead, and the first thing he saw was a pair of crystal-clear and gorgeous silver-white wings, then the elegant and delicate white clothes, the smooth long black hair, and finally the handsome and gentle His face was revealed.

"Master Cangtong!" he exclaimed in surprise.

With a compassionate smile, Cangtong Wuge nodded slightly towards the Pure White Wings, then his eyes fell on Clowell's face, and his voice was neither sad nor happy, and asked: "The demon king of the western demon world, what do you want to do with the priest? "

Clowell was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the mortal Ke Jing met in an ordinary time and space turned out to be the Wing Clan of the heavens, one of the three priests of spiritual reincarnation, with blue eyes and no songs.

If this is the case, then Ke Jing’s situation in the heavens is extremely dangerous. This Cangtong Wuge has seen Ke Jing’s ability before he completed his spiritual transformation. The previous true sage disappeared in the heavens. One, it is very likely to know some secrets about the true knower, so with a little association, Cangtong Wuge is very likely to guess Ke Jing's true identity.

Thinking of this, killing intent suddenly appeared in Clowell's eyes, a violent whirlwind rose out of thin air, and his tall body remained motionless in the whirlwind of demonic energy.His pupils were tightly locked, he looked at Cang Tong Wuge, and said word by word: "Where is Ke Jing?"

Cangtong Wuge smiled slightly, quickly made a few complex gestures with his hands on his chest, and overwhelming clouds and mist surged from the sky, condensed into a huge torrent in an instant, and rushed towards Clowell ferociously.

He looked at Clowell's indifferent and handsome face, the darkness in his eyes spread out, and his voice was filled with deep malice, "Ke Jing, of course he is where he should be. How can the evil demons have the right to touch him! "

"Ke Jing was born as a god, only a winged clan like me is qualified to be by his side."

When he was still Mu Ziqi, he hated this man very much. The fear and disgust that came up naturally from the ground was unclear, but he couldn't ignore it.Now he knew, it turned out that it was born, and as a priest of the Wing Clan, he would of course hate such evils as the Demon Clan.

When Clowell heard his voice, boundless anger and violence surged in his heart instantly, countless flickering black flames rose around him, merged into the rushing torrent, and burned the torrent in an instant,

As expected of the Demon King.Cang Tong Wuge's eyes couldn't help becoming serious, he closed his eyes, and was about to continue, but suddenly found that the air vision he had placed on Ke Jing disappeared, and someone was performing spirit control in the moon tower!

Unforgivable... unforgivable!Unexpectedly, someone moved his things without authorization—no, not things, Ke Jing is his god.It was Xu Yan, it must be him, except him in the entire heaven, no Yizu has the ability to contact his imperial spirit.

In Cang Tong Wuge's pitch-black eyes, there was a dark tide, as if a bloody and devouring sea monster was dormant in them, and there was no trace of warmth and light.The smile on his face faded away, leaving a shocking calm. He used the powerful high-level imperial spirit to temporarily block Clowell, and then teleported directly to the Moon Tower regardless of the chaotic Temple of Heaven.

The violent hurricane carried countless arrows condensed with spiritual power, and they fell overwhelmingly. Countless winged tribes with low spiritual power and demons with insufficient magic energy were accidentally injured because they couldn't dodge in time. However, the main target of the arrow rain blast was a little Nothing.

Clowell's black cloak rolled wantonly in the hurricane, a thick black air permeated from his body wrapped in black, and spread rapidly, the violent torrent of spiritual power suddenly stopped and disappeared in this black air not see.Only a few arrows can break through the barrier of black air and come through the air. A translucent arrow is reflected in his silver-blue pupils. This arrow condensed by spiritual power is flying towards him rapidly. He is only one meter!

"Crack--"

This translucent arrow was grasped by Clowell, and the offensive spiritual power quickly invaded his palm from the cold arrow, and his palm was burned with scorched black marks, as if he could not feel pain, he With just a light grip, the hard arrows immediately turned into a pile of powder, scattered in the air one after another.

Clowell looked at Cangtong Wuge's almost completely disappearing figure, and his heart moved. This priest of the heavens, what is so important, so important that he wastes his spiritual power like this to stop his pursuit?

Ke Jing! ! !

The name appeared in his mind like lightning, and Clowell immediately forced out black flames from his body, no longer sporadic small clusters, but large swaths, almost occupying the entire platform of the Heavenly Temple, which would overwhelm the sky in an instant The hurricanes and the rain of arrows corrode it.

The Wing Clan and the Demon Clan hiding in the Temple of Heaven kept silent like cicadas, only to see that the contest between the Demon Clan and the Wing Clan ended swiftly, and the astonishing demon king disappeared on the platform in an instant, and turned to the Wing Clan priest who was the first to leave. Chase away.

On the top of the Temple of Heaven, the frozen kite turned back into a ferocious bird of prey the moment its master left. It raised its head and let out a scream that pierced the eardrums. After catching the trace of the master's devilish energy, it immediately spread its wings to the distant moon tower. fly away.

The moment Clowell caught up with him, Cangtong Wuge had already noticed, but now he can't care about the demon king who is full of evil spirits. The only thing he worries about now is--what does Xu Yan want to do?Has he already taken Ke Jing away?

When he came to the cage made of white pillars, as he expected, it was empty and there was nothing there.

"Xuanniu!" Cangtong Wuge uttered the name through gritted teeth, his eyes were dark, the black pupils had no light at all, like a black hole devouring everything.

"It's really not good...Ke Jing." He slowly swept around, his expression extremely calm, but his voice was extremely hoarse and suppressed, "Be good and be my god alone, won't you? You actually left with someone else and walked away . . . it is unforgivable!"

"What are you delusional about?!"

A cold voice full of anger suddenly sounded, and a tall and straight black figure appeared from the void.

"Ke Jing is not yours, no matter what his identity is!" Clowell said coldly angrily, when his eyes looked at the whole cage, his anger reached its peak in an instant!

Needless to say, he also knew that Ke Jing had been imprisoned in this huge cage before.

How... how dare he treat Ke Jing like this!

Clowell stood motionless, his eyes were freezing cold, the penetrating cold immediately filled the whole room, a network of cracks began to appear on the hard and smooth wall, and the white stone pillars infused with spiritual power slowly cracked. , and finally shattered into pieces.

The bright and bright room gradually fell into darkness, and the source of the darkness was the handsome devil who was full of evil spirits.

Cangtong Wuge turned a blind eye to the dangerous and powerful demonic energy, instead he stroked his silver-white wings and sneered coldly, "It's really ugly! Isn't the so-called demon king this disgustingly dirty look? It's a pity that Ke Jing... "

While he was talking, before he finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to think of something, his calm expression suddenly became crazy, and his handsome facial features were terribly distorted.

"Why?! Why would Ke Jing leave with such a filthy evil thing like you! You clearly agreed to give me pith jade, and agreed to heal my illness! It's all you, you must be the one who abducted him!"

Cangtong Wuge roared in a low voice, let go of his wings, and flapped slightly, countless sharp ice edges appeared from the air, densely packed almost to burst the house, these ice edges that were sharper and stronger than steel were aimed at Clowell in the dark.

"Abducted?" As if thinking it was funny, Clowell showed a cold smile, with a dark light shining in his silver-blue eyes, "Ke Jing is mine, and has always been mine. What are you?"

Black flames ignited under his feet, and the dancing cold black flames burned the floor into ashes. The floor that did not touch the black flames suddenly fell to the next floor in large pieces due to cracks and fractures. Clowell's whole body just stayed like this in mid-air.

Both of them are now on the verge of madness. They only need a little stimulation, and I am afraid that they will start an endless battle.

Clowell looked at the Wing Clan in white clothes, and the murderous look in his eyes became more and more intense. If he dared to touch Ke Jing, he would kill him here no matter what!

At the moment when he was about to make a move, his waist was suddenly hugged tightly by a pair of hands.

The moment he lowered his head, Clowell withdrew the black flame almost in a panic. His silver-blue eyes reflected the boy's pale face like snow. The moment it came into contact with the young man's body, the flesh and blood from his feet to the calves were corroded cleanly, leaving only the white bones.

"Ke Jing..." Clowell called out tremblingly, holding him tightly in his arms.

Ke Jing's lips trembled violently, his aching legs almost paralyzed his nerves, but he still struggled to move his face away from Clowell's chest, and turned his head to look at Cangtong Wuge.

Cang Tong Wuge's expression was very ferocious, and he was filled with a ghost-like aura. The moment Ke Jing's dark golden eyes met his, he couldn't help being startled.

Cangtong Wuge immediately felt pain as if piercing his brain, as well as bursts of irresistible dizziness after receiving a mental attack that ignored his strength.The corners of his mouth were split open, showing a twisted and weird smile, and he said a word to Ke Jing silently, then suddenly fell from mid-air, and fell heavily on the floor of the next floor.

Ke Jing buried his face in Clowell's chest, and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Hurry up, take me to the secret room under the Moon Tower before Xu Yan chases after me."