"Young Master Feng." Seventy demon soldiers walked around the gate of hell, and were both grateful and ashamed of the Lord, grateful for him for saving their lives and for losing his face.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go out quickly?" Feng Yi cursed. Haven't these idiots seen this place of right and wrong? They are waiting to die in a hurry.

Miller held the fifth brother who had broken his arm with a blue face, and his cold eyes stared at Dongfang Zongheng in the air with a strong murderous intent.

"Hey, boss, it's been a long time no see." Feng Yi greeted Mike Satan indifferently.

Mike Satan put away his surprised expression and nodded slightly. In just two years, this waste brother actually grew to the realm of the four-winged yellow demon. And obviously, he created an amazing move. Otherwise, he would have cut off one of the arm of the Wu of the Mad Demon King's Family with one move. He naturally had to reposition this brother in his heart. This is the case with the demons. He speaks with strength, even if he is in a close relationship.

"Boy, you will definitely pay the price for it." Miller gritted his teeth, and his huge momentum covered Feng Yi.

"I'll wait." Feng Yi responded casually, indifferent to the momentum that came from force. The so-called force of suppressing people with force. If a person's strength reaches a certain level, his momentum often has the pressure of growing equally with strength. If the strength of both sides is too different, the soul of the side with poor strength is broken and all the internal organs are destroyed. But Dongfang Zongheng knew that the so-called pressure of momentum is actually mental pressure. I remember that a scientific madman who was possessed in a mental hospital in the previous few lives had considerable research on this. Therefore, Feng Yi was not afraid of Miller's momentum. Unless the other party's momentum reached the level of the three major devils, it might have a certain impact on him.

At this time, outside the gate of the demon cave, Belita looked at Feng Yi's figure in disbelief. Just as he rushed to this side, she followed behind because of curiosity, witnessed his shocking palm with his own eyes. He was also a four-winged yellow demon. He destroyed one of his opponent's arm in just one move. Is this really a waste that had not yet condensed the demon wings two years ago? For some reason, Belita's heart was a little hesitant. She thought she would have won the fight five years ago easily, but now she is not that

I was determined. Back then, Mike Satan, the eldest son of the Night Demon King, was the only one of the demon youths who participated in the competition, because among all the high-level demon youths who participated in the competition, he was the eight-winged Green Demon. But unexpectedly, Miller, the eldest son of the Mad Demon King, was defeated by Mike Satan, who was only the six-winged Blue Demon, became the champion. Although he was extremely dangerous, he won after all, wasn’t he? If he lost to him, he and his father, Blood Demon King, would become the laughing stock of the entire demon clan.

However, Belita quickly strengthened her confidence. She was a six-winged blue demon. As long as she did not underestimate the enemy, it should not be difficult to defeat him. She kept saying this to herself in her heart.

...

While the three demon kings were fighting openly and secretly in the Demon Hall, each showing their wisdom, what happened in the Demon Tower and even in the Demon Cave was reported.

The Blood Demon King and the Mad Demon King, the partner who worked together to fight the Night Demon King, smiled no longer and his face turned gloomy. On the other hand, the Night Demon King, who was already gloomy, showed a rare smile.

"Ye Demon, you are too unfavorable. Your little Thirteen is hiding deep enough." The Blood Demon King broke the silence and laughed.

"Where is it, that little brat is only four-winged yellow demon, far inferior to your girl." The Night Demon King waved his hand and said, but he was very proud when he was confused.

"Haha, my girl is not as strong as the four-winged yellow demon when she was in the four-winged yellow demon, which can seriously injure an opponent of the same strength in one move." The Blood Demon King smiled, and the crazy Demon King's face became even more ugly.

The Night Demon King cursed in his heart and said to the Mad Demon King: "Brother Mad Demon, this young man is not sure what it takes to do. I apologize to you for the incompetent boy of my family."

Among the demon races, which judge success or failure by strength, the fight, death and injury will not be held accountable at all. If you want to take revenge, it is okay.

The Mad Demon King snorted coldly and said, "I have something urgent to do, so let's take a step first." After receiving this news, he could not sit still, so he had to ask himself what was going on.

"Haha, Night Demon, why don't we go back alone and figure out what's going on." said the Blood Demon King.

The Night Demon King was just thinking about this, so the gathering of the three demon kings came to an end and they all rushed back to their respective mansions in the Demon City.

The mansion of the Night Demon King in the Demon City is very wide, and they all built black stone houses among the demons, which are square and majestic, but they are far from exquisite and beautiful.

Liu Yanyun stood in the yard like a fairy who was independent of the world, looking at a few colorful butterflies dancing around the sky. Feng Yi's words seemed to echo in his ears: "In fact, there are many things in this world that we ignore. The clear sky, the emerald green leaves, and even the land we step on every day under our feet. Whether it is humans, gods or demons, they are all part of this world and cannot represent the whole world. You have been pursuing a certain extraordinary state of mind, but what is your state of mind? It may be that it is a certain perception that still cannot be separated from this world. It is impossible to pursue it deliberately. You might as well take a closer look at the world you live in, or you may gain something."

Liu Yanyun looked at the colorful butterflies and suddenly realized that these creatures that she would not pay attention to were so beautiful and so spiritual.

Involuntarily, Liu Yanyun stretched out his hand, and several chasing colorful butterflies suddenly flew towards her and danced at her fingertips.

Liu Yanyun's lips curled up, not realizing that she was smiling. She was completely from the heart and had no impurities, so beautiful that she was thrillingly beautiful.

Feng Yi, who was drawing a painting board not far away, was stunned. Suddenly, he was shocked, his brush began to dance, and he entered a selfless mood again, with only that stunning smile in his mind.

"Young Master Feng..." Billy, who was panting, ran and shouted while running. After seeing his master's extremely focused expression, he immediately consciously sealed his mouth, otherwise he would not be able to bear it if the master started to get angry.

However, Billy's scream attracted Liu Yanyun's attention. She looked at Feng Yi's expression, just as he was playing the soul-breaking sound on the way he came. She walked gently behind him, and the dazzling color of her beautiful eyes immediately became extremely shocked.

The drawing board is a girl like a fairy with her hair and skirt flying, and a few colorful butterflies dancing on her jade-like fingertips. The smile on the girl's face cannot be described in words. If you really want to use one word to describe it, it would be a beautiful country.
Chapter completed!