The first few lords were all extinct because of suppressing the Demon Prison of Bing. The ban had not been lifted before, so they guessed that Lord Xixin might not have died, and that Leng Ningyue's jumping up and down was completely a monkey show.

Now that the ban is suddenly lifted, it must be that the Demon Lord died unexpectedly and his successor Demon Lord has not been born.

This means that Wuxin Cliff no longer needs the Demon Lord, no one can suppress them anymore, and the Heavenly Dao relaxed their restraints on them.

Demons are lawless and unsubmissive. Leng Ningyue did not have the shock of the Demon Prison in Bing, and did not have the blessing of the great power of the Demon Lord's Heavenly Power descended from the Heavenly Way. She was just a junior who had become a demon for only a thousand years. Who would take her to heart? She didn't even know the inside story of the Demon Prison in Bing.

The poor-minded person was already thinking in his heart that he had killed Leng Ningyue, the person who jumped up and down, and of course, he took this opportunity to be born. This was a carnival belonging to the devil's way and their feast. The people of Lao Shizi Wuxinya have long been tired of it.

Those who give face pretend to be respectful, and those who give face just let go and leave without giving face.

Let Leng Ningyue yell, but no one obeyed.

Wuxin Cliff was in chaos. Above the clouds, Chen Xi took a deep breath when he saw the scene of the demons dancing, and a heavy smile flashed in his eyes: "The Tao will disappear from now on, and the real chaotic world will be like this."

When these demonic cultivators who have cultivated their bodies for a long time step into the mortal world, bear the evil of killing, and are once again infected with karma, they will really no longer exist.

Chen Xi thought that all the demon masters worked diligently to save their lives and wanted to suppress the Demon Prison. He left a glimmer of life for the demon path. Now, because of the rebellion of the demon cultivator, he has ruined the devil's suppressors, destroying this glimmer of life.

It’s really a cycle of nature, and the retribution is unhappy.

Chen Xi turned his head to the great elder beside him and said, "Check the elders in the sect whose life span is close and whose talents are exhausted, and let them also come out of the mountain to eradicate the demon cultivators. These demon cultivators are merits for us righteous monks. Let them fight for one thing, maybe they can break through."

The elder touched his beard and nodded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

At the same time, in the hall of the city lord's mansion, Qingbo, who was playing Tai Chi with Chen Jiuru, trembled with the teacup, and his mind suddenly throbbed. He had a bad premonition. He felt a layer of haze in his heart that could not be dispersed no matter how he was.

Is anyone planning to do something about themselves?!

Qingbo held the teacup tightly, his face looking very ugly.

He was not sure that since the ban was lifted, the way of heaven had some sense of the great disaster in the world had arrived in the future, and the Qingbo caused all this.

In addition to Qingbo's bowl of sunshade, there are the culprits of Wuxin Cliff, Leng Ningyue and others.

To be honest, it is because of them that the "ban" was lifted, the ban was lifted, the demonic path prospered, and the demonic cultivators cholera all over the world, so this shocking karma was to be carried by someone.

The only person who is loved by the way of heaven is dead.

In the house as bright as daylight, Rong Xian watched happily as a ball of black and yellow light fell from the sky on her body. The dissipation of the soul caused by the sun was suddenly stopped, and all the red karma around her body faded, faintly, a bright ball of light rose from behind her head.

"The merits of guarding the Demon Prison for a thousand years are really a lot, and God is fair." Rong Xian brushed his sleeves, and the merits of Xuanhuang cleaned his body's karma and then merged into his body.

After the merits entered the body, the vague and incomprehensible parts that had been practiced became clear in an instant, and the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor in his body were quickly replaced.

Rong Xian showed joy and said hypocritically: "This time, not only did the traitors be humiliated, but also solved the big stone in his heart. Qingbo is really a good person to bring warmth. It rains in time. The title of "Uncle Master" is really not in vain."

In order to express his gratitude, Rong Xian decided to send Qingbo the last journey and let him return to the way of heaven.

In the hall, Chen Jiuliu and Yunyoufeng looked at each other, wondering about the sudden changes in Qingbo.

"City Lord, City Lord?" Yun Youfeng shouted.

Qingbo came to his senses and obviously he was not in the mood to take care of these two people again. The sword emperor's essence and blood are good, but if he is not alive, he will be useless.

He put down the teacup and said to Chen Jiuliu as if nothing had happened: "I suddenly remembered that there were still some private matters that had not been dealt with. Since the two of you came to the city lord's mansion, they are friends with my nephew. The bento is his own home, so you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, no matter Yunyoufeng's look of ghosts, he waved his hand and said, "Qinger, take the guests to rest." Then he quickly turned around and left.

He had to figure out who was calculating his life first, and then plan the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor after investigation. Anyway, Rong Xian couldn't escape from his palm for the time being.

After Qingbo left, Chen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng could not get back to their senses for a long time. The two were confused and could not figure out what Qingbo was doing.

A figure walked out in the dark, Qing Er was still wearing a blue shirt, with a expressionless expression on his handsome face: "I'm really sorry, the city lord suddenly had an urgent matter and had to leave. You can stay in the mansion first."

Yun Youfeng licked his face and asked mysteriously: "Qinger, I'm thinking about being friends when we were friends. Tell me what Qingbo is doing, I won't care about your revenge for killing me. How about it?"

Qing Er's eyes flashed and said indifferently: "I don't know what the city lord is doing."

Yunyou Feng rolled his eyes: "Hmph, if you don't say it, you won't say it, an excuse."

A smile flashed through Qing Er's eyes and returned to the ancient well Wubo. Unexpectedly, after all these years of not seeing each other, Youfeng's temperament was still so fun.

Yun Youfeng asked with a smile: "Can you just go there after staying?"

Qing Er seemed to be unable to hear what he meant, and said with a polite respect: "In addition to the forbidden area of ​​the city lord's practice, several people can do whatever they want. If they want to leave Ziwei City, Qing Er will pay tribute to several guests."

He bowed slightly, took his servants out of the hall, allowing Yun Youfeng behind him to scream.

Chen Jiuliu saw the exchange between the two and said in a cold tone: "It seems that Youfeng is really familiar with the people here."

First, Qingyi and then Qingyi. Judging from their performance, they seem to be old friends.

Yunyou smiled dryly, and he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to speak again, for fear that he would stay for a long time and pursue the truth.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say something, Chen Jiuliu did not make any embarrassment. Although he looked cold and inhumane, he was really soft and considerate and never wanted to force others.

Chen Jiuliu and Yun Youfeng left the hall and chatted. Chen Jiuliu said, "If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. It seems that Qingbo is in trouble."

Yun Youfeng smiled and said, "It just so happened that he was unable to take care of us now. We can take Rong Xiaoxian away."

Chen Jiuliu shook his head and said, "You can't just leave like this. I still have to find out the death of the tribe members. All clues are on Qingbo, so I can't just stop."

Yunyoufeng's face froze and said with sternness: "Okay, I'll sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman."

He curled up into a ball and drew a coffin in his heart: Oh, I don’t know if I have time to confess my crime to Jiuliu now?
Chapter completed!