Hearing Yan Di's shouting, Di Qingcang suddenly woke up. He was so immersed in the devil just now that he didn't even notice that the other party came to him.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Military Advisor Yan? Let's stop drinking the cool breeze in the air, go down first." Di Qingcang's face turned red. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he greeted Yan Di and landed towards the cliff beside the white abyss.

Go down...

On both sides of the White Abyss are steep cliffs, and there are naturally formed strong winds on the cliffs. If you were not a spiritual king or above, you would not be able to stand on the cliff for a moment.

Di Qingcang and Yan Di are now standing proudly on the cliff.

Ignoring the surrounding gale, Yan Di took the lead and spoke:

"King Qing Cang, your strength is really shocking. I admire it very much. Today's matter has come to an end. Let's live in peace in the future, and help Lord Holy Emperor and promote the power of my demon spirit clan!"

"I have been in the Earth Demon Sect for decades. Some of their secret techniques are indeed worthy. I will slowly sort out these cultivation methods for our tribe to refer to and practice."

"I am really eye-opening in this battle. King Qing Cang is really the strongest person in my Demon Spirit Clan, and I deserve it!"

"King Cang? King Qing Cang? What's wrong with you? Have you heard what I said??"

Yan Di praised the other party passionately. When he looked closely, Di Qingcang's eyes were straight and his eyes were erratic, as if he was thinking about something, and his attention was not at all focused on his side.

"Hmm?! Ah! Yes..." Di Qingcang came back to his senses. He found that the figure of the demon appeared and disappeared in his mind, and his spirit was a little dazed.

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm overexploding just now. The strength of the old military advisor really makes me admire me. The ability to use spiritual general cultivation to fight against the Demon Spirit Xuanzun is still forcing me to do my best. I'm really old

And become stronger.”

"I offended so much before, and I hope the old military advisor can give more suggestions in the future."

"I am a little uncomfortable, so I will leave first and ask the old military advisor for advice another day."

Di Qingcang showed a bitter smile on his face, forcibly controlling himself from thinking about the beautiful figure. But at this moment, his heart was already confused and his mood could no longer return to the past...

Yan Di saw Emperor Qingcang turning into a dark purple light and fleeing far away, shook his head and felt a little melancholy: "I can't understand the world of young people. King Qingcang was obviously not hurt, so why would he be "unwell in health?"

Moreover, his attitude has changed too quickly. He has been calling him an old man just now..."

......

In the Holy Emperor Palace, the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor Tian Jimi stood beside the stone bed. He was holding a small green porcelain bottle in his hand. He looked at the bald boy lying on the bed with a little tangled expression on his face.

The bald boy lying on the bed fell into Mo Qianyu in Xuanjiang. His internal injuries were already very serious. In addition, he was severely injured by Ai Xiaoshuang and fell into Xuanjiang. His life was hanging on a thread. Fortunately, he was a military tyrant from the Demon Spirit Clan.

Saved by Yan Di, he was taken back to the Holy City of Demon Spirit.

Di Tian Jimi looked down at the green porcelain bottle in his hand and fell into deep thought.

In the porcelain bottle in his hand was a holy medicine of the Demon Spirit Clan, "The Great Huitian Holy Spirit Pill", which was a precious spiritual medicine left by the ancestor of the Demon Spirit Clan "Saint Emperor Ancestor".

The Holy Emperor's ancestor once made a prophecy of "Son of Destruction", and mentioned in the prophecy that the Son of Destruction will one day be killed and seriously injured and fall into the Demon Spirit Clan. At that time, the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor will need this "big"

Restoring the Holy Spirit Pill" to save us.

The Holy Emperor's Prophecy also emphasized that the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor should give all his strength to assist the Demon Spirit Son and try his best to make him owe the Demon Spirit Clan the kindness.

"Oh... This Great Return to Heaven Holy Spirit Pill is now an isolated product. I can't find a second one even after searching through the Demon Spirit Clan. Its refining method has long been lost and used on this so-called Son of Destruction.

Is it right or wrong?”

"Forget it... it's all here. Since you have always chosen to believe the prophecy of the Holy Emperor Ancestor, then execute it to the end! I hope you boy don't let me down. Otherwise, the Demon Spirit Clan can save you and kill you.

!”

A trace of determination flashed in Di Tianjimi's eyes, and he muttered to himself in a low voice, as if comforting himself.

Then, Di Tian Jimi opened the green porcelain bottle, poured out a purple-gold pill from the porcelain bottle, helped Mo Qianyu up, and put the pill into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and a huge vitality spread in the boy's body, quickly repairing the injuries inside him.

Mo Qianyu's body floated up on its own, and countless purple and golden light threads were emitted from his body. The purple and golden light threads were wrapped back and forth around him, gradually forming a light cocoon. On the surface of the light cocoon, the strong breath of life scent escaped.

...

To do this, Di Tian Ji Mie could no longer look back, his eyes were complicated, and he formed a complex secret seal with his hands. A dark purple holy demon spirit enveloped the purple and golden light cocoon. The strong breath of life was blocked by the holy demon spirit, locked in

Inside the light cocoon...

When Emperor Tian Ji died, he sat on the ground, staring at the purple and golden light cocoon without blinking, his eyes full of expectation...

I don’t know how long it took, Emperor Tian Ji Mi did not move, quietly serving as the guardian of Mo Qian Domain in this stone house. In the middle, Yan Di came over and saw the state of Mo Qian Domain, but he didn’t say much, and said nothing to the Holy Emperor.

He bent down slightly to salute, exited the stone room, and waited outside the house.

There is no day and night in the dungeon. Over the city, three large "Sacred Holy Crystals" were fixed in the air by the ancestors of the Demon Spirit Clan with their great powers, emitting a soft light, illuminating the entire second floor of the dungeon.

The Demon Spirit Clan learned that the time elapsed in the dungeon was very ancient, all thanks to a large bell tower in the center of the holy city. There is a stone calendar on it with the exact date and year on it.

Every hour passed, the clock tower would make a muffled sound, spreading throughout the holy city; every twelve hours, three muffled sounds would be heard in the clock tower, and the Demon Spirit clans used this to calculate the time.

After a long time...

"Dong.Dong, dong..." A knock on the door came from outside the stone house.

Di Tian Jimi said without looking back: "Mr. Yan, please come in."

Yan Di pushed the door and closed the door of the stone house with his backhand.

"Sir Saint Emperor, it's been eight hours since then, and it's almost time to break out of the cocoon and rebirth!"

When Di Tian Jimi heard this, his eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't help but say excitedly:

"Okay, I've been waiting for a day in my dreams. We must seize this opportunity and let the Demon Spirit Clan rise again!"

"Reborn! Son of Destruction!"

As soon as Di Tian Ji's voice fell, the light cocoon made a crisp sound of "Crack...Crack..."

First, cracks appeared outside the light cocoon, and three auras were emitted from the cracks: the rich breath of life; the compassionate and peaceful Buddha light; the pure and fatal murderous aura. The three auras were entangled with each other and finally merged together!

The light cocoon was completely broken, and Mo Qianyu's figure floated in the air. He opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by a dark purple energy, surrounded by stone walls.

Mo Qianyu reached out to rub his eyes, his eyes were dazed and obviously did not understand what was going on. He pinched his cheek hard and let out a painful cry: "Oh... This TMD is not dreaming...
Chapter completed!