The moment she lowered her eyebrows, she found that the black scorpion on her arm had become smaller and was slowly shrinking her figure.

Everything is an unpredictable future.

140

The Demon King in the air laughed softly at Feng Xinglang, and then his voice became louder and louder, until the laughter that belonged to him was conveyed over the entire Eastern continent suddenly became a little creepy. At this time, some changes began to occur on the Eastern continent, and the flower seeds of Manzhushahua began to fly everywhere, and beautiful flowers began to grow wherever the flower seeds fell.

Many demons hid when they saw this scene, and the resentful spirits from the underworld were quietly hiding in the strata, as if something powerful was about to happen, which was a bit unbearable.

At this time, Feng Xinglang just looked down slightly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yuwen Luoshuang. The originally banned spiritual power made them depend on each other in life and death. At worst, no one could get out of this Eastern continent, but that was good, at least, they were still together.

The Demon King instantly picked up the magic weapon in his hand, then looked at Feng Xinglang angrily. At this time, his eyes had turned red. A demonic aura was also emitted around him, filled with the instigation of the Meizu. When the demons under the magic saw that this scene was present, they were all bewitched and walked to Manzhu Shahua with some shaking shaking, allowing Manzhu Shahua to corrode their bodies.

"You actually don't even let go of the people in your own demon world."

"What's wrong with sacrificing a few people who don't have any magic can save more people in the demon world?"

As the demon emperor's instigation fell, the Manzhu Shahua, who had absorbed the people in the demon world, suddenly began to depress itself as if she was poisoned. Suddenly, many Manzhu Shahuas in the audience began to become uneven. With a gust of cool breeze, the Manzhu Shahuas that had finally grown on the entire Eastern Continent were easily uprooted.

Yuwen Luo, who was standing on the ground, looked up at the demon king who was hungry in the sky, and the black scorpion on her arm seemed to have changed its position, making it a little unpredictable.

When everyone was still buying and reacting, the Demon Emperor had already paid tribute to another magic weapon, a soft sword that was almost the same as Feng Xinglang. Suddenly, the aura between the two people changed slightly, and on the Eastern Continent, a large number of demonic magic tricks rushed towards the Demon Emperor.

In an instant, the Demon Emperor held the soft sword in his hand and rushed towards Feng Xinglang. When he was about to approach Feng Xinglang, he suddenly changed direction. Feng Xinglang turned around, but did not see the figure of the Demon Emperor. Then he took out the soft black-haired sword from his waist at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Xinglang had already felt the slight change in the air when he closed his eyes. Then he suddenly turned around and dodged to the side. With a swish, a sound of brocade breaking came from the air. Looking from a distance, a broken mark appeared in Feng Xinglang's robe.
Chapter completed!