The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

The night was painted all over the sky, and the thick black blood covered the stars and the moon, and it was pitch black as far as the eye could see.

There are only a few sporadic lights not far away, emitting a faint light.

A slender figure suddenly appeared in the darkness, a red robe fluttering in the wind.

A ball shining with colorful light suddenly flashed out, and a mechanical voice sounded in the darkness, with a touch of worry and tension, "Boss, are you alright?"

Yun Lihan shook his head slightly, "No problem."

After saying that, Yun Lihan raised his head and looked into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. After tens of thousands of years, it seemed that he had stumbled upon something.

9527 leaned forward, "Boss, do I have a crow's mouth?"

Before, when Yanyang's jade pendant space was about to be cut in half, he casually said that the aura of Yanyang's protagonist didn't seem to be that big. As a result, Yun Lihan was sucked in by the space-time crack that suddenly appeared go in.

If it weren't for Yun Lihan's own strong strength, I'm afraid they would have been trapped in the turbulent flow of time and space until they died.

Even though it has been recovered now, 9527 is still afraid for a while.

Yun Lihan pressed his knuckle fingers on 9527's head, rubbed it lightly, "I don't blame you."

Although no missionaries appeared, the influence of the protagonist's aura on Yanyang seemed to be much greater than the protagonists encountered in the previous few worlds.

Yun Lihan narrowed his eyes slightly, it seemed that while he was growing, this so-called main god had also grown a lot.

It seems that he is hiding behind the scenes, but he has done a lot of things.

There was a hint of a smile in the deep eyes, and things became more and more interesting...

9527 looked around, "Boss, we have reached the border of the Demon Race now, should we go back to the Human Race?"

Yun Lihan shook his head lightly, "Not for now, since we are in the Demon Clan, let's go to the meeting for a while."

Maybe, this race that he has never been involved in will bring him some unexpected surprises...

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Demon Council Hall.

In the hall filled with dark red, on a high throne, a young man in a pitch-black robe with half of his face hidden in a golden mask, leaned lazily on the back chair, watching the lively discussion below.

The exposed half of the face of the young man is no different from that of a human being, except that on the smooth forehead, there are two small tentacles, and the tentacles are covered with hard scales. A pair of deep purple eyes.

This is Demon Lord Xuanye.

Demons, born with long horns, use the depth of pupil color to distinguish their talents.

Xuan Ye casually looked at everyone in the hall. The ten demon kings below discussed for a long time, but they still failed to reach an effective result.

Xuan Ye's mood became more and more irritable, he frowned slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in those dark purple eyes, "Noisy."

The demon kings under the throne instantly shut their mouths, and needles could be heard in the entire hall.The demon king is born with coercion over the demon king, this is the nature imprinted in the blood of the demon clan.

Xuan Ye rubbed the center of his brows, ignored the silent demon kings, and instead turned his gaze to his lower head, where a woman in purple tulle had sparkling eyes, sizing him up with interest. everyone.

The girl's fair skin was faintly visible under the lavender tulle, and her pink arms and fair calves were not covered by any fabric, just like that.

There is a red rope on the ankle, and the golden bell makes a crisp sound during the girl's movements.

She has a pair of dark purple pupils that are no less colorful than Xuan Ye's. The girl took a sip of the wine glass, as if the wine tasted very good, making her dark purple eyes drunk.

The girl smiled slightly, the charm and seductiveness between her brows were natural, beautiful and alluring.

This is the high priest of the Demon Race, Xuannv.

Xuan Ye moved his lips, and asked the girl who was smiling coquettishly, "High Priest, what do you think about Yue Yu's fallen devil?"

Xuannv curled her lips into a smile, her voice was as refreshing as a bamboo flute, "Fallen Devil? Yue Yuzhi?"

A silver bell-like sound resounded in the empty hall, causing the demon kings to keep looking away.

Xuannv turned a deaf ear to it, and a flash of disdain flashed in her eyes, "Did the Demon Venerable actually believe the nonsense of these people? It's just that Yue Yuzhi has such a talent that he can't be murdered. The jealous person put on a hat for comparison Just a nice tall hat."

The Great Demon King who was sitting not far from Xuannv frowned, "The High Priest's words are wrong. How can it be seen that Yue Yuzhi is not really a Fallen Demon?"

Xuannv rolled her eyes, looking at the Great Demon King as if she was looking at a fool, "You really have a long body but not a brain, if Yue Yuzhi really fell into a demon, those people will try their best to make this matter go away." Keeping it secret, lest we find out and use Yue Yuzhi for our own use in the future, since he has a natural sword bone, whether he falls into a demon or not, it will not have the slightest impact on his practice."

The Great Demon King seemed to understand, and he took up Xuannv's words, "So, everyone knows about Yue Yuzhi's falling into the devil now, and they don't even care if Yue Yuzhi will join the demon clan, so then There is only one explanation."

Xuannv took a sip of her wine, "It's not too stupid."

The Great Demon King chuckled and didn't care that Xuannv scolded him at all.

Xuan Ye was not as optimistic as Xuan Nu, he frowned slightly, "I always feel that this matter is full of weirdness everywhere."

As soon as Xuan Ye finished speaking, a voice that was as cold as a clear spring flowing on the top of a mountain resounded abruptly in the hall, "Since you are so curious about me, how about I explain it to you personally?"

Everyone in the demon clan was shocked, and there was a storm in their hearts. They, the demon king and the top ten demon kings, were all in this place, and this hall was located in the most important hinterland of the demon clan.

A person appeared so suddenly that no one noticed.

All of a sudden, Xuan Ye's body surged with devilish energy, his hands firmly grasping the soft sword wrapped around his waist, his sharp eyes scanned the door of the hall, "Who is your Excellency?"

It's no wonder that Xuan Ye looked like he was facing an enemy. Only Xuan Ye knew how strict the guards were here. Even Xuan Nu, who was the high priest, couldn't set foot anywhere at will.

But at this moment, the person who came was actually easily dodging the guards from all aspects, what's more, he didn't even touch the formation that he personally arranged, and just walked in so grandiosely, as if entering a land without people.

But at this moment, the voice had already been heard. Although he hadn't seen the person yet, Xuan Ye had no way of judging the person's cultivation level from the voice.

A strong sense of crisis surged in Xuan Ye's heart. This person's cultivation was at least higher than that of himself in the early stage of fusion. If there was a fight, the entire demon clan would probably bleed profusely.

Xuan Ye gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the strong murderous intent and shock in his eyes, "Who is Your Excellency, please show up and see."

A gust of wind blew by, bringing bursts of fresh fragrance, which washed away the weird smell of the demon in the hall, but also made the atmosphere more dignified.

Dozens of pairs of eyes focused on the entrance of the main hall, waiting for the owner of the voice.

I saw a slender figure quietly descending from the door. The person who came was dressed in a red robe, with a tall and straight figure, standing with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression, calm and calm.

Xuan Ye looked at the slender figure, but he couldn't see through his cultivation at all, "Who is your Excellency, a monk, but you came to the hinterland of my demon clan, presumably, you didn't come here to catch up on the old days and talk heart-to-heart?"

Facing Xuan Ye's questioning, the young man was calm and unhurried, his expression didn't change at all, he was still indifferent, he slowly raised his steps, and walked steadily under Xuan Ye's throne step by step.

There was no trace of emotion in the clear voice, "I am Yue Yuzhi."

Everyone in the Demon Race: "?!!"

Everyone who gathered around Yun Lihan had a look of fear in their eyes.

Xuan Ye suppressed the shock in his heart, "You... It is rumored outside that you have fallen into a demon, but I see that your cultivation base does not have the slightest breath of falling into a demon."

There was a faint smile in the corner of Yun Lihan's eyes, "I only admit that I am Yue Yuzhi, but I have never admitted that I have fallen into a demon."

Xuan Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and a sense of ominous premonition welled up from the bottom of his heart. Could it be... Renxiu said so deliberately, and the news of Yue Yu's fallen demon was just a smoke bomb.

They made all the noise about Yue Yuzhi's fallen demons, just to let them relax their vigilance, and then, let Yue Yuzhi, who has been promoted to the fusion stage, wipe out their demons...

Maybe, outside at this moment, the monks of the human race have already surrounded their demon race.

Xuan Ye didn't have time to think about it, he drew out his soft sword and flew forward, and attacked Yun Lihan several times.

However, Yun Lihan only stretched out one hand slightly, and with a slight movement of the palm, his spiritual power surged, and all of Xuan Ye's attacks were neutralized.

Immediately after the overwhelming suppression of the cultivation base was released without restraint, Xuan Ye, who was closest to Yun Lihan, was hit the hardest. Even though he had mobilized all the magic power in his body, he was still under this coercion, and gradually softened. knee.

Not to mention those demon kings whose cultivation level is much lower than Xuan Ye's.

Yun Lihan's brows and eyes were distant, and his smile was shallow. He looked like a green pine standing on the top of a mountain, without the slightest trace of hostility.

However, it was such a cold person who spoke the most frightening words with his crisp voice.

"Give you three breaths to think about, either surrender or die!"