Looking at Feng Xinglang's head turning, Yuwen Luoshuang suddenly had the urge to laugh, but in the end she was still held back. Because of the hot scene below, she really retreated slightly.

Finally, she nodded calmly, and then squeezed her palms holding Feng Xinglang, as if telling him that she was no longer afraid of anything at this moment. But as for why the Demon King planted the black scorpion on her arm, she was still in endless confusion.

She turned around and could hear the sound of fighting from the foot of the mountain. The sound shook the world, and even the subjects in the imperial capital heard the sound from the Eastern continent. They walked out of their homes one after another, stood densely on the street, and then prayed in a pious manner what they had to face and happen afterwards.

Feng Xinglang suddenly burst into laughter at Yuwen Luoshuang's expression of looking at death, and then he reached out and patted her on the shoulder to show simple comfort.

"Then we go down. After seeing the Demon King, you must hide from afar, especially his magic weapon."

"What?"

"Just stay well, do you know?"

When it landed, Feng Xinglang gently rubbed her head, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the Demon King standing in the red smoke. Some psychedelic scenes made people feel a little confused.

Following Feng Xinglang's sight, Yuwen Luoshuang also saw the Demon King standing not far away, and the magic weapon in his hand emitted a shallow light, as if he wanted to illuminate the entire Eastern Continent. However, the Demon King's eyes were brighter than the magic weapon, as if he wanted to strangle the two people in front of him.

In the shallow air, Yuwen Luoshuang faintly smelled a bloody smell, and the smell became stronger and stronger. She couldn't bear to hold Juanpa and covered her nose hard. When she looked up, she also saw Fengxinglang Road frowning.

"It smells of blood."

Feng Xinglang lowered his head and leaned into Yuwen Luoshuang's ear and said quietly. Then when the mist dissipated, he saw corpses lying in the valley. Moreover, these were people in the demon world, more than a thousand. Before those corpses became wandering souls, Feng Xinglang used the spiritual power in his hand, and instantly caused the corpses lying on the ground to scatter and began to dissipate throughout the Eastern Continent.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Yuwen Luoshuang couldn't bear to lean on Feng Xinglang's chest. This scene reminded her of the scene when her parents died. It was also such a bloody scene, but the smell here was more pungent and unbearable than in memory.

Discovering that Yuwen Luoshuang's expression was wrong, Feng Xinglang hugged her in his arms with one hand, "What's wrong?"

"Just hate the smell here."

"It will be fine in a moment, cover your mouth."

Yuwen Luoshuang obediently covered her mouth, and then lay seriously in Feng Xinglang's arms. Until Feng Xinglang said softly in her ear, it was okay. She began to let go of her palms and turned around to see that the corpses had been cleared around her, and the bodies no longer existed.
Chapter completed!