Yanchun is already a cultivator of the Cocoon Soul Realm. Although he is not stable, he is close to the top among cultivators who have joined the WTO.

Especially Yanchun's Dao Mind Shield is still the Annihilation Spirit, even if she is against the senior who is also a cultivator in the early Cocoon Soul Realm, she may not have a chance of winning.

But in front of the demon god, she felt an indescribable oppression, her limbs were entangled with demonic energy, and Yan Chun couldn't even stand up.

The field was silent for a moment, the devil looked around for a week, then lowered his head to look at Yan Chun, his voice was not wrapped in coercion, but every word was like a spirit, and the words followed the law.

"Just a few of you, dare to try to stop the demon army?"

Qin Miaoyan had already taken people to the side, and she didn't even know where to get a face towel to cover her face.

This kind of action is really superfluous, because in front of the high-level cultivator, as long as you don't deform your soul, you can't use external force to cover up the truth.

Especially in front of people who have entered the realm of violent spirits, and are equivalent to the power of the world of self-cultivation, all masks are ineffective.

But Qin Miaoyan couldn't help it. The moment the Demon God appeared, she was shocked beyond words, how could it be him!

But if it was him... the entire western neighboring country was trampled by the demons, Qin Miaoyan would never interfere!

It was obviously too late to run now, she could only huddle in the corner with the monks she brought, hoping not to be seen by the devil.

For the current situation, even Yan Chun has no intention of resisting.

In front of the demons in the spirit realm, Yan Chun's cultivation is like a little ant waving its claws in front of a big tree.

Yan Chun didn't even plan to get up on her knees. She frantically talked to Yin Yuchen on the spiritual platform in her head, for fear that she would be wiped out by the devil in the next moment, and she didn't even have the chance to say the last word to Yin Yuchen.

Yan Chun's words didn't even have any logic, nor were they asking for help.

Now, as long as the head of the Hengjue faction, who was seeking the opportunity for Linghe, suddenly appeared, no one could save anyone in the field.

"I felt very good last night, and it would be great if I had a chance to do it again!"

"The enemy is too powerful, let's reconsider going into hiding."

"I always feel like I didn't tell you well, I really love you..."

"Without you, I may not be able to even be a ghost in the world. Yin Yuchen, if you have a next life, come to me earlier."

Yan Chun's eyes were wet, she had never been so afraid of death, but Yin Yuchen didn't reply to her.

Just when Yan Chun said his last words, Huo Jue, who didn't know how to run farther than Qin Miaoyan, unexpectedly swung the heavy sword in his hand, poured his whole body's spiritual power, and slashed at the demon **** fiercely—

The white light exploded, and the humming sound of the heavy sword was like a dragon in the clouds. Yan Chun even felt the air in the courtyard, because Huo Jue's sword had condensed into frost and snow.

The epee wrapped in the power of the white rainbow penetrating the sun, with a chill like thunder and lightning, and attacked the devil—

Yan Chun froze in his heart and wanted to get up, and then a big palm was pressed on top of his head.

She suddenly felt as if she had been deprived of her soul, unable to move.

Huo Jue's epee flashed in front of the Demon God, and Yan Chun couldn't help but praise the leader of the Tianyuan Sword Sect in Beisongshan, it was truly extraordinary!

It's just that his life is short, and his ability to court death is too strong.

Yan Chun was half-knelt on the ground, closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, only for a moment, the devil who pressed Yan Chun's head to prevent her from getting up, did not even summon the magic shield, and when he raised his hand, he manipulated the devil's energy like an arm. Wrapped in a dazzling explosion of spiritual power.

Then, like the scorching sun being devoured by the dark clouds, the black and red demonic energy was entangled on the epee, quickly swallowing up the sword energy of the light, and even wrapped the fierce sword-wielding Huo Jue into it in a blink of an eye.

Then Yan Chun only heard a heart-piercing scream.

The demonic energy dissipated, and Huo Jue fell to the ground with a pale face. His epee was scorched black by the demonic energy. His whole body burst into aura. The aura-rich Yanchun around him turned around and smelled it. choking.

These auras are like little ants that have been smashed into their nests, frantically spurting out from Huo Jue's body, Huo Jue's eyes are straight, and the whole person is like being drained of water.

His fingers were on the ground, his nails were split, and his fingertips were bloody.

Yan Chun looked at him and sighed, knowing that his cultivation path had come to an end—his spiritual palace was broken.

Apart from Huo Jue's suppressed roar, there was no other sound in the field, and it seemed that even the night had stagnated.

"North Songshan Tianyuan Sword..." The devil's voice whispered softly, like gossip, but every word was like a knife piercing into the sky.

"Who is this doll from Huo Yuanfei of the Huo family?"

After asking this sentence, the field was still silent, Yan Chun's head was patted, she raised her head, and only then did she realize that the devil's words were actually asking her.

Yan Chun had no other choice and said, "Sect Master Huo's son."

"It's more decent than his father." The devil's tone was too like a kind elder.

Not at all like raising his hand, let the Northern Songshan Tianyuan sword be passed down to the demon that shattered the spiritual palace.

He turned his head again, glanced at a group of mortals who were huddled together in the hall, and asked Yanchun: "Who are they? Are you protecting these people?"

Yan Chun remembered what Yin Yuchen said, if you can't protect mortals, you mustn't be brave.

Yan Chun thought so too. She couldn't protect these people, and her life was under their hands.

So Yanchun said, "The royal family members."

"They?" The Demon God chuckled softly, his voice was very nice, like the most demagogic demon sound in the world, Yan Chun's mind was swayed for a moment.

Then I heard the devil say, "They are also worthy of being called royal relatives?"

In the next moment, the demonic energy that turned into a black behemoth rushed out of the body of the demon **** and entered the hall directly. The roar of the beast was accompanied by the howl of mortals who were vulnerable. The mouth of the demon beast transformed by Qi turned into blood.

Yanchun's waist collapsed, and she winked at Qin Miaoyan who was shrunken with no trace of her head on the side. It was very simple, let her wait for the opportunity to escape.

But soon Yanchun's mind was discovered. The devil pressed Yanchun's head and said, "Why is your mind so active, child? Who did you talk to at Lingtai just now? Yin Yuchen...my new devil?"

Yanchun knew she would be discovered, but she was dying, so she couldn't care too much.

She gave a "um" and asked with a trembling voice: "Where is him? You won't kill him, will you?"

"He colluded with cultivators to help you slaughter demons, shouldn't he die?"

The Demon God asked lightly, but Yan Chun raised his head and stared at the Demon God, and the confession in his eyes became aggressive.

When she was about to die, the devil said again, "Don't worry, he is just going after the owner of Youjia who escaped for me."

The Demon God seemed to be aroused by Yan Chun, and asked, "You are a monk in the Cocoon Soul Realm, why did you get mixed up with the lowly demons of the Demon Race?"

"If this is known by the cultivator of the right way, you want to be pointed out by thousands of people."

Yan Chun was not in the mood to chat with the Demon God, but the question now is not whether she wants it, but whether the Demon God wants it.

Yan Chun thought that a powerful opponent could not resist at all, so it would be better not to resist, anyway, her Dao heart has never been to protect the world.

So Yan Chun said to the Demon God as if he were a family member: "The Demon Cultivator is not necessarily cheap. He chose to die for me. How could I dislike it?"

"And what a thousand people mean, I don't live for this 'thousands'."

"Hehehe..." The Demon God chuckled three times, but he was actually amused by Yanchun.

It's just that no one saw him, his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and the depths of his eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, which did not belong to a magic cultivator, were full of desolation and bitterness.

But even with such a smile, he hasn't had it for hundreds of years.

He let go of Yan Chun's head and said, "You are a bit interesting. You are more interesting than that kid from Beisong Tianyuan. I know you are the fairy of the Hengjue faction."

"What is your Dao Heart?" The Demon God asked curiously.

Yan Chun didn't understand why people were always curious about her Taoism, and she wouldn't tell the truth most of the time.

But in front of the demon **** who can even see through her Lingtai Tianya bone, Yan Chun did not dare to lie.

The Demon God is easier to tell if she is lying than her second senior brother's Punishment Spirit.

So Yanchun organized the language, and didn't say "Immortals, demons and ghosts will die for my mother", for fear of making the big devil unhappy.

Yan Chun said: "I hope that all the spiritual things in the world beyond the capabilities of the human race will disappear."

There was a momentary flicker in the Demon God's eyes.

But it was only a moment, and soon he seemed to hear a joke, and he laughed uncontrollably, wild and wanton.

But Yan Chunxu was too close to him, so he heard his voice hoarse and sad for no reason.

"You little child..." The Demon God said, "It's interesting."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed it. Qin Miaoyan, who was quietly leading his disciples to the door like a little mouse, was directly caught by him.

The face towel on Qin Miaoyan's face cracked, she was suspended in mid-air, her neck was entangled by the devilish energy in the hands of the devil god, as if she was an innocent girl who was about to be hanged.

Her cunning and evil spirit are not worth mentioning in the face of absolute power. She met the face of the demon god, who was as handsome as a god, and opened her mouth in horror, and then shouted: "Xiu, Xiu Prince."

Yan Chun's eyelids twitched, feeling that she almost caught the truth.

The Demon God didn't agree, but looked at Qin Miaoyan as if it was enough to slaughter a pig, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, but you have become an evil cultivator full of witchcraft. Li Xi, where is he now?"

"Dead!" Qin Miaoyan said, "Xiu Huang... First prince, Li Xi died. He betrayed you back then, and then died!"

Qin Miaoyan said, "I didn't betray you. Li Xi never listened to what I said. I disagreed with him back then. I... I didn't betray you. I even managed to send you a letter!"

The Demon God was expressionless, nodded, and really put Qin Miaoyan down.

Qin Miaoyan slumped to the ground directly and became a pair of "difficult sisters and difficult sisters" with Yan Chun, who was forced to kneel.

The two looked at each other with mixed emotions.

Yan Chun was shocked that Qin Miaoyan knew the devil!

Qin Miaoyan was shocked by the former lover and master, but today's demon **** has a different opinion on this fairy, and praised her for being interesting!