Before the demons could react, Feng Xinglang and Yuwen Luoshuang were already filled with disciples of Feng Shang Sect.

All the demons looked carefully at the scene in front of them, and then stood forward one after another. In an instant, the crowd formed by the demons stood in front of the mountain like iron walls. After seeing that the head and the wife of the leader were safe and sound, the Fengshang Sect looked fiercely in the direction of the demon.

"There is such a black scorpion on the Demon King's arm. Seeing this scorpion in the Demon Realm represents supreme power."

"How could it be?"

"He wants to kill you, but he is still unhappy."

Feng Xinglang's eyes were always looking at the scene in the mountains when he was talking. At this time, red smoke began to appear in the center of the mountain, as if he was paying homage to something important. His figure shook slightly, and when he lowered his head, he saw Yuwen Luoshuang's eyes still trance.

He reached out his hand and stroked her hair slightly, and said sorry.

"Why do you say sorry?"

"These things should not be told to you. My fault."

After saying that, Feng Xinglang leaned over Yuwen Luoshuang's head and kissed him gently. After that, he never said anything again. Feeling his abnormal behavior, Yuwen Luoshuang reached out and held his broad hand in his hand.

"I want to ask you all. Some things are told in your world that are to be told me, and not to hide them from me."

"Hmm? Fool."

I don’t know which side started to cause trouble, but in an instant, two people from different camps started fighting. At this time, Feng Xinglang took Yuwen Luoshuang’s hand and walked in invisibly towards the mountain.

At this point, Yuwen Luoshuang didn't know that Feng Xinglang would still have such magical spiritual power. He looked curious all the way and forgot early on what they were going to do in this place. There was no figure in the place they walked along the way, but the land next to him emitted a strange aura and a fiery red gas.

Yuwen Luoshuang followed the wind and waves slowly. What she didn't notice was that the Manzhushahua bloomed wherever she passed. After the wind blew, the Manzhushahua began to float around the eastern continent. Once again, she could see the Manzhushahua all over the mountains on the eastern continent.

Later, there were rumors that in the late years of the Dragon Martial Empire, the Eastern Continent became a purgatory on earth under the rule of the demon world. But later, it was the Manzhushahua all over the mountains, like a people who died due to the magic of the Demon Emperor. Each of those Manzhushahuas exuded a charming light, but later, it disappeared in an instant. This was the only year, and Manzhushahuas from the underworld can be seen on earth.

When he first reached the top of the mountain, Yuwen Luoshuang leaned over and looked at the scene below in surprise. A huge cast iron furnace was created in the middle of the mountain, which was so hot that it reflected his face. Such a huge scene made Yuwen Luoshuang unable to react. She looked at Feng Xinglang, but Feng Xinglang's eyes were also motionless looking at the scene below.

"Are we going to go down?"

"Should be yes, are you afraid?"
Chapter completed!