Chapter 1671 The funeral begins
In addition to Xu Yan and Xue Guqing, there were Shentu Bingyan, Silver Scale, Ten Thousand Demons, and Beard Demon and Heavenly Hook.
Not only the six demons, but the other demons and the demon king followed them out one after another, and the people in the hall were empty.
Compared to the memorial service in the Demon Flower Palace, no matter how strong the wine is, it is far from the same. Usually, a demon son died in the Demon Flower Palace. Today, it is a new thing to see two demon sons die together in the Demon Flower Palace.
He knew that Shentu Bingyan would have to see Xue Guqing walk into the Demon Flower Hall with his own eyes before he could give up. Xu Yan cursed in his heart, saying that these old foxes did not intend to let Xue Guqing go.
A group of hundreds of people came to the strange hall in the center of the Demon Emperor City.
The Demon Flower Hall, as its name suggests, is like a huge flower standing at the center of the tree's god crown. The flower is not a blooming posture, but a closed petal.
Each petal is a huge wall, surrounded by circles, and smoke surges at the top of the petals. Whenever smoke appears, the giant flower will wriggle, like a strange alchemy tripod, or as if chewing blood.
The gloomy giant flower turns out to be the origin of the Demon Flower Hall. This is not a hall at all, but the belly of a Demon Flower!
There are gaps in the petals of the magic flower, and there is a gap that can allow people to pass through and enter the belly of the flower.
Standing near the Demon Flower Palace, Xue Guqing's gaze shook for a moment, looked at the demon ghost face beside her again, and Xu Yan smiled kindly.
"Don't worry, it's just a memorial service, there's nothing to be afraid of." Xu Yan's tone seemed to be coaxing children, but it made people feel at ease.
"I hope so." Xue Guqing put away the last doubt. For some reason, she had more confidence in Xu Yan. Perhaps she could really return safely when she went to the Demon Flower Palace this time.
Crazy, crazy.
The sound of the iron lock dragging on the ground appeared with the heavy sound of horse hooves. The general who was patrolling the city happened to pass by the Demon Flower Hall. The tall strange horse gradually stopped under the control of the master, and the gloomy urethra shining like ghost fire.
"Shentu Tiexin..."
Shentu Bingyan's eyes became gloomy. He was the leader of the six demons and could almost be called the master of the Beizhou region, but there were two people who could not control it and could not control it.
One is Xue Guqing, and the other is the cold Shentu Tiexin.
The knight on the strange horse looked around the demon son and the demon king, and finally set his eyes on Xu Yan and Xue Guqing.
Seeing Shentu Tiexin's eyes approaching, Xue Guqing couldn't help but pinch her right hand, as if she was about to grab something, and then she loosened her.
Crazy, crazy.
In front of countless powerful demons, the tall strange horse continued to move forward, and the crowd gave up the way with a hula. No one dared to stop the general who was patrolling the city, even Shentu Bingyan.
Looking at the strange horse and the knights who were leaving, Shentu Bingyan gritted his teeth.
He didn't like things that could not be mastered, but the existence of Shentu Tiexin made him feel uneasy. Just like a king's palace, there was always a powerful and uncontrollable beast.
Although this beast never ate people and was responsible for protecting it, Shentu Bingyan knew that Shentu Tiexin was not him, but this city.
This Demon Emperor City...
When Shentu Tiexin's strange horse walked away, the demon sons and demon kings in front of the Demon Flower Palace were relieved a little.
"Xue Guqing, I hope your memorial service can be exchanged for the will of the Four Kings. Go, we are waiting for you outside." Shentu Bingyan's tone was not cold, but full of kindness, and even a kind of expectation.
As long as there is a saying like the will of the Four Kings, the Demon Flower Palace is his best weapon for Shentu Bingyan. Today he will use this special weapon to kill Xue Guqing!
"The will of the Four Kings... is really a good place." Xu Yan said to himself in his heart: "As long as the will of the Four Kings fail to come out for a day, Shentu Bingyan can use this to kill dissidents. The cruel guy is indeed the leader of the demon son."
Thinking of the will of the Four Kings, Xu Yan couldn't help but frown slightly.
He also wanted to see what decrees left by the four great demon kings when they attacked the Taoist palace five hundred years ago.
"Shentu Bingyan, remember that the king, king, and emperor are different, and there are too many differences. If you want to be emperor, you must at least have the realm of the devil."
Standing at the door of the Demon Flower Palace, Xue Guqing suddenly smiled, her smile was beautiful, and she said with a bit of treacherousness: "And you are just the Demon Lord."
The word "Demon Lord" is like a sharp knife stabbing Shentu Bingyan's heart.
Under the Demon Emperor is the Demon King, under the Demon King is the Demon King. Shentu Bingyan had long been determined to be the emperor, but he did not have the realm of becoming an emperor.
The Peak Demon Lord is also a Demon Lord. Although he is only one step away from the Demon Lord, this step is harder than climbing the sky!
"The memorial service...begins!"
Waiting for Xue Guqing fiercely, Shentu Bingyan shouted in a deep voice, and the demon sons and demon kings who were pulled by him started to shout, which sounded like a ritual of memorial service, but it was also a kind of urging.
Urge Xue Guqing to enter the Demon Flower Palace and enter the real dead place.
"Stick your head and cut your head, just cut your head, go."
Xu Yan strode into the petals of the Demon Flower Palace in a whisper. Xue Guqing's eyes were curious and she followed her in.
"grown ups!"
Huo Shura and Dark Cultivation shouted softly, with concern in their voices.
Xue Guqing kept walking without turning her head, and she stepped into the magic flower and disappeared.
With a thud, the gap between the petals was locked after passing through the two of them. The whole giant flower swayed, and a piece of smoke erupted from the top, which was pitch black, like the breath of a ferocious beast.
"Sir, be careful! Sir!" Old Yinhuan reminded with tears in his eyes, but he couldn't help. Who made his demon fall in love with Xue Guqing and had to accompany him to take risks despite the dissuasion.
"He will be careful, and it won't work if he is not careful, but he can't come out any more. Old Silver Ring and the Nether Flame Demon lineage are ruled by us again. You have transformed my Red Flame Demon Lord's old account. We will settle it sooner or later!" Jin Huo saw Xu Yan walk into the Demon Flower Hall, the big stone in his heart finally landed on the ground and whispered to the Silver Ring viciously.
"The Demon Son will not be in trouble, he will definitely return safely! Jinhuo, you wolf ambition, when the Demon Son returns, you will definitely teach you a lesson!" Old Yinhuan said angrily.
"Okay, as long as he can come out alive, hehe, the Demon Flower Palace dares to enter, Ghost Face, you are really looking for death, hehe." Jin Huo was very proud at this time. As long as the Demon Flower is swallowed and killed, he is not afraid of an old silver ring.
Under the giant flower, only five of the six demons were left.
"Since then, there is only one demon left in Wanzangling Ridge, that is I, Wanmoyi." Wanmoyi sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect Xue Guqing to be so stupid that she actually went to the Demon Flower Palace." Xu Mo's voice was a little puzzled.
"Thanks to that ghost-faced demon, if it weren't for him, Xue Guqing would probably not have gone to the Demon Flower Hall. After all, it's dangerous to go alone, and two people might be able to gain life. Unfortunately, she has a bad vision and misjudged the person. The ghost-faced man is quite strong, just a reckless person with brute force." Tian Gou snorted and was most disdainful to Xu Yan.
Chapter completed!