Han Yixiao glanced at King Qin Guang with a faint look, and was surprised. It was unwise to show such impulse at this time as King Qin Guang, who was ranked first among the top ten Yamas in the underworld. You must know that Yang Tianxing's cultivation to become a god-level master has long been spread throughout the world. How could King Qin Guang not know that he would have no chance of winning against a strong man like Yang Tianxing with a seriously injured body. If he had not had an unforgettable deep hatred, he would have been a little unconscious.

Under the lightning of Yang Tianxing's eyes, King Qin Guang was as if he had been pulled out of clothes and exposed naked in the wind and snow. There was no secret at all on his body, and even inside and outside his heart. His face suddenly changed drastically, and his originally haggard and pale face became even more ugly. But he was not a coward, but he had always been arrogant and arrogant. In front of many heroes, he suppressed the fear in his heart. His eyes were filled with profound hatred and looked at Yang Tianxing without showing any weakness, and gasped: "Yang Tianxing, do you remember the killing of the two great Yamas in the underworld?"

Yang Tianxing's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "It turns out that Brother Qin doesn't like me because of the matter of the temple. The King of Five Characters and Emperor Song was indeed killed by me, Yang Tianxing, but I, Yang Tianxing, had a clear conscience. At that time, the three major Yamas were besieging me. If I showed any mercy, then the one who was on the spot would be my Yang Tianxing. Let me ask Brother Qin, what would you do if you were me?"

His words were decisive and powerful, and they could not tolerate any doubts from others. Everyone nodded after hearing this. Just imagine that the battle between masters was originally extremely dangerous and could not be careless. Moreover, Yang Tianxing was besieged by the three masters of the underworld, so he naturally had to fight to the death. In such a situation where you or I die, it is beyond reproach to kill two of them.

King Qin Guang's face was ashes, and his body was cold. As soon as he saw the expressions of everyone, he knew that he was at a disadvantage in both momentum and justice. But when he remembered the miserable appearances of the two Yan Luo before he died, anger surged in his heart again. Just as he was about to argue with Yang Tianxing for a few more words, Tang Yan's cold voice sounded outside the palace gate.

"King Qin Guang, do you think it's not enough?" Under the gaze of everyone, Tang Yanying, who was extremely beautiful but frosty, stepped in front of King Qin Guang and looked at him coldly.

King Qin Guang did not expect that Tang Yan would appear at this time. He was immediately frightened and quickly lowered his head and said nothing.

Tang Yan looked at King Qin Guang and sighed: "The death of King of Five Characters and Emperor Song is no wonder that Mr. Yang is the son of Mr. Yang. If you want to blame, we can only blame our skills as bad as others." After that, he glanced at Yang Tianxing with infinite resentment, as if he was confiding, and as if he was angry.

Yang Tianxing met Tang Yan's gaze, and suddenly felt a mysterious and strange feeling, as if his eyes were deeply looking into Tang Yan's heart, traveling through time and space, and traveling through history. His eyes were floating, and he saw a handsome young man who looked a little like him standing proudly on the lonely peak under the quiet night sky, his body was full of golden armor as brilliant as glorious, his three-foot sword in his hand was hazy in green, with cold light and northern air, thousands of troops were ready to go, thousands of war drums were ringing in unison, the wind and clouds were surging in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the murderous atmosphere of soldiers on the battlefield was like a battle.

"Who is this person? Why does it occupy such an important position in Tang Yan's heart? Judging from his general's demeanor, he should be the overlord. By the way, could he be..." Yang Tianxing was shocked as he thought about it. He noticed the pair of green and strange pupils, which were unique to the demon clan, and finally understood who that person was, because he remembered a portrait he had seen in the demon sacrifice hall of the Fairy Castle, the portrait of the demon emperor Chi Yuekong.

Thinking that the man was Chi Yuekong, who had died for 40,000 years ago, Yang Tianxing felt incredible. When he tried to look at the greatest hero in the history of the demon clan through Tang Yan's beautiful eyes, he was disappointed to find that nothing could be seen except Tang Yan's slightly melancholy eyes.

Yang Tianxing carefully reminisced about the mysterious scene just now, and then looked at Tang Yan, whose pretty face gradually returned to calm, shook her head in confusion, thinking when he would have the ability to see through people's thoughts. Then he thought of the scene just now, and couldn't help feeling it. It turned out that what Tang Yan liked was Chi Yuekong from beginning to end, but he was just a little similar to Chi Yuekong, so he once became a substitute for Chi Yuekong in Tang Yan's mind. Thinking of this, he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, and he felt infinite melancholy, and sighed with a bitter smile.

All this happened between lightning and fire, so except for Tang Yan, who had been looking at Yang Tianxing, no one else noticed Yang Tianxing's strangeness. Tang Yan just thought Yang Tianxing's expression was very strange, but she didn't know that Yang Tianxing had already swam in her heart in a very short time.

Yang Tianxing put down the doubts in his heart, picked up a glass of wine from the jade plate in the hand of a maid passing by, raised his glass and drank it all. A cool feeling penetrated his heart and felt refreshed. He drank two more cups one after another, brushed his hand and raised his sleeves to wipe the stains on the corner of his mouth, and said casually: "Good wine! I didn't expect that there was such a sweet spring wine in the Demon World, which was no less than the fairy fragrance tea in the Fairy World."

Han Yixiao's eyes flashed and he smiled and said, "Brother, you have a good alcohol tolerance. This wine is called "Demon Spring". It was brewed by Master Su Bai, who is known as the "Divine God" in my demon world."

"What a magic spring, it's really like its name. I'm also a drunkard. Master Su, the God of Baccarat, must meet him." Yang Tianxing laughed, but felt a little bitter in his heart. Thinking back on his career as a robber before he embarked on the path of cultivation, he was really passionate and proud, living by drinking, but since he practiced, he rarely drank alcohol and lost much of the world's smell of fireworks.

It was late at night, and everyone returned home drunk and had their own residence arranged by their servants. The entire Demon Palace was magnificent and built with solid stones. In addition to the central deliberation hall, there were four courtyards surrounded by four garages, southeast, west and north, as if it was a large inn. The east garage was arranged for the underworld, and the west garage was filled with monks from the Buddha world, and the north and south garages were the accommodations of the generals of the Demon Realm, Zhu Feng, Bai Susu and others. Only Han Yixiao's bedroom was located in a corner of the deliberation hall, which seemed particularly indulgent.

Since the Demon World had just been in power, the generals had not yet built their own mansions, and they all gathered in the Demon Palace. Fortunately, the Demon Palace covers a very wide area, and even if there are more than a thousand people living there, it is more than enough.

In the secluded stone room, the decoration is very simple, with tables, chairs, beds, simple furniture. This is the bedroom of Han Yixiao, the supreme emperor of the Demon World. The only thing that is somewhat conspicuous is the red sandalwood desk placed against the stone wall. There are thick three-story books neatly placed on it, a white jade pen holder, and a small wolf pen on the table. The ink marks on the inkstone next to it are not dry. A little farther away, there is a blue and white pen washing, which is bright and transparent, and there is half a basin of clear water. All of these things give people a deserted demeanor, without a trace of the magnificent appearance that people in the world imagine. Han Yixiao and Yang Tianxing are standing in this room at this moment, and there is no third person present except them.

Yang Tianxing's eyes swept across every corner of the stone chamber and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, you, the Demon Lord, are so poor, not as good as those small county officials in the human world." He was almost sure that the mansions of the small county officials in the human world were at least dozens of times better than those simple bedrooms like Han Yixiao.

Han Yixiao's eyes were deep and said lightly: "Han thinks this house is very good, hundreds of times stronger than those high-gate houses. The mountain is not high, but the immortals are famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual. In fact, when looking at a house, don't look at its appearance, but the owner of the house. Even if it is a dilapidated thatched house, if there is a Tiandao Qi Zhan living inside, who dares to despise it?"

Yang Tianxing was shocked when he heard this, and immediately became awe-inspiringly and said, "What the elder brother said is very true. If Qi Zhan lived in a cottage, I am afraid that the heroes from all over the world will still be visiting him, and there will be endless streams."

Han Yixiao smiled indifferently, with his hands in his arms, his eyes were like water, and his mind was leisurely.

Yang Tianxing stood behind Han Yixiao and looked at his majestic back, and his heart was filled with infinite admiration. In fact, since he met this peerless demon king on the shore of the Wei River, he has never stopped admiring him in his heart for a moment. Even though he has now become a true god and his cultivation is still above Han Yixiao, in front of Han Yixiao, he is still the young boy who had just entered the world. The influence of Han Yixiao on him cannot be described by writing.

Han Yixiao looked at the night sky outside the window with a serious expression and said lightly: "Why are you here until now?"

Chuyi seemed to be blamed when he heard Han Yixiao's words, but it was a different feeling in Yang Tianxing's ears. It was a concern, a concern from the heart. Perhaps only Yang Tianxing could understand the meaning of this sentence.

Yang Tianxing's eyes flashed with a bright light and he said softly: "Nan Gaitian said it was because I became a scapegoat, and he is actually quite good. I can't stand by death and refuse to save him."

Han Yixiao turned around like a whirlwind, staring at Yang Tianxing with bright eyes. His handsome face was cold and melted like water, and he showed a hint of relief. He said casually: "Han has no intention of blaming you. Even if you don't come to the Demon Realm, I won't blame you. To be honest, Han once had great hope for you at the beginning, hoping that you could come and help your elder brother. But then I thought that this would only be harmful to you but not beneficial. Although I still miss you very much, it was only limited to the feelings between our brothers. But then, Han has half of my world and half of yours, and you can't stay out of it."

Yang Tianxing smiled slightly, felt Han Yixiao's heartfelt concern for him, and said, "How is the elder brother going to deal with the Demon Dragon matter?"

Han Yixiao sighed lightly and said calmly: "This is exactly what I want to say about the world's pattern. Tianlang and I have decided to resurrect the demon emperor Chi Yuekong and use him as the main force to deal with the demon dragon."

"What?" Yang Tianxing's heart was shocked, his eyes were filled with disbelief and exclaimed in a burst of voice.

Han Yixiao showed an understanding look, then briefly said what Tianlang said and Tang Yan's attitude, and finally said: "It was decided in the past few days. Qi Zhan's injury had a great blow to us, but he also pointed out the way to deal with the demon dragon, that is, to find a spiritual god to deal with the demon dragon."

"So the eldest brother and the commander of Tianlang persuaded Tang Yan to send the great wizard to resurrect Chi Yuekong?" Yang Tianxing widened his eyes, as if he was still unable to breathe out of the shock.

"Yes. Qi Zhan is indeed a superb master. Although he was seriously injured in the Battle of the Demon Dragon, the Demon Dragon was also severely injured by the Heavenly Sword. This is an excellent time to destroy the dragon." Han Yixiao said in a deep voice, without any concealing his admiration for Qi Zhan.

Yang Tianxing fell silent and sorted out the confusing idea in his mind. At first, he was puzzled by Tang Yan's promise to send a great wizard to resurrect Chi Yuekong, but he was not surprised after experiencing the mysterious scene that happened in the hall just now. He also heard the helplessness in Han Yixiao's words, and also understood Han Yixiao's dilemma towards the resurrection of Chi Yuekong, and immediately said: "Brother, the matter of destroying dragons is an urgent matter. Otherwise, when the demon dragon recovers, the demon world will be devastated and its vitality will be greatly damaged. As for Chi Yuekong, we will deal with it as appropriate later."

Han Yixiao nodded silently, his face was as cold as ice, but his eyes were full of splendor, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Tianxing naturally understood Han Yixiao's mood at this moment. With his elder brother's character, he was absolutely unwilling to be inferior to anyone, even the most outstanding masters like Qi Zhan and Chi Yuekong.

There was a faint light from the window in the east wing room. Tang Yan sat in the main seat, King Qin Guang and Qi Guizi stood solemnly on the side, Cang Yuexia stood silently behind Tang Yan, with no expression on her beautiful face.

Tang Yan's beautiful eyes swept across everyone and said lightly: "What do you think of my proposal?"

King Qin Guang's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, and stepped out and said, "My emperor, my subordinates think it's inappropriate."

Tang Yan seemed to have expected that King Qin Guang would object. Her jade face was as plain as water, and her expression was not fluctuating at all. She said coldly: "If you have any opinions, let me listen carefully."

King Qin Guang coughed a few times and said aloud: "Report to my emperor, the demon clan has an irreconcilable hatred with my underworld. When the demon king Chi Yuekong personally led his army to invade our land, he gave the opportunity to take advantage of the immortals and Buddhas worlds and destroy my underworld. This kind of shame is a deep hatred that people in my underworld must remember from generation to generation. Now, because of his own emotional reasons, my emperor insists on resurrecting the enemy of our clan, which is really unacceptable to me. King Qin Guang begs my emperor to take back his life."

Cang Yuexia was furious and said coldly: "King Qin Guang, you are too presumptuous. How dare you speak in such a tone in front of my emperor? Have you been brave enough to win the courage of Bear Heart and Leopard?"

When King Qin Guang heard this, his body was shocked, and he knelt down quickly and said in panic: "I deserve to die for all my sins. But every sentence I say is for the sake of my future generations in the underworld. I hope that my emperor can understand my loyalty."

Cang Yuexia raised her eyebrows and waited to scold King Qin Guang again, but Tang Yan reached out and said, "King Qin Guang, I know that you are loyal and loyal, and I also admire you very much. But think about it, if I send a great wizard to save Chi Yuekong, it would be equivalent to saving the demon clan that was on the verge of extinction. Even if Chi Yuekong is resurrected, he would not turn to deal with my underworld. You must know that the biggest enemy in my underworld is not the demon clan, but the immortal and Buddha realm. Without the worries of the demon clan, coupled with the historical entanglement between the demon clan, we can concentrate on dealing with the immortal and Buddha realm to avenge the revenge of the deceased world. Could it be that King Qin Guang can't even see through this principle?"

King Qin Guang was stunned. He didn't expect Tang Yan to say such a prestigious truth. Even if he had any objection, he could not refute Tang Yan's words at this time. He had to bite the bullet and say, "My emperor is far-sighted and far-sighted. His subordinates are beyond the reach of the world. Everything is subject to the sage of our emperor. His subordinates should go through fire and water and die without hesitation."

Tang Yan smiled and then said to the Seven Ghost Envoys standing behind King Qin Guang: "Seven Ghost Envoys, what do you think?"

The Xuanyin Ghost Envoy among the Seven Ghost Envoys bowed and said, "The subordinates and the seven people have no objection. My emperor issued an order. We and the seven people will do our best to revive Chi Yuekong. It's just..."

"Just what?" Tang Yan said nervously.

Xuanyin Ghost Envoy pondered for a moment, exchanged glances with the other six Ghost Envoys, and said in a deep voice: "It's just that Chi Yuekong has been dead for more than 40,000 years. I don't know if that soul still exists, so..."

Tang Yan frowned slightly and interrupted impatiently: "If you have anything, just say it straight, don't hesitate."

"Yes!" Xuanyin Ghost Reunion responded quickly, "I dared to ask, is the soul-sucking bottle on Chi Yuekong's body given by my emperor?"

Tang Yan showed a memory look, nodded gently, and said softly: "Yes, it's indeed a gift from me."

Xuanyin Ghost took a deep breath, and a hoarse voice sounded: "There are many kinds of soul-absorbing bottles in the wizard world. Most of them can only retain their souls intact for five thousand years. After five thousand years, the souls retained in the bottle will gradually dissipate. The soul-absorbing bottles made at the level of the great wizard can only preserve their souls for two to three thousand years. The great wizards of the seven subordinates can retain their souls for four to fifty thousand years. I wonder what type of soul-absorbing bottles of my emperor belong to?"

A trace of brightness flashed in Tang Yanmei's eyes and said happily: "My soul-sucking bottle was given by the top wizard in our world for 40,000 years ago. I wonder if I can keep my soul for many years?"
Chapter completed!