This water area is very similar to the human world. When night falls, the sky is also decorated with stars, but there is no moon. The slightly cool wind blows across the human body and blows the corners of the clothes.W     w√Wく.

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Yan Feng's figure stepped on the lake step by step, causing ripples.

In his eyes, the figure of the Demon Lord had already appeared.

This is the first time Yan Feng has seen the Demon Lord!

The Supreme of the Demon World!

The purple-black brocade robe, the ink-colored purple-blue growing in the night wind, flying elegantly and with a sense of honor, the Demon Lord at this moment looked at Yan Feng slowly walking with his hands behind his back.

despair…

Yan Feng's footsteps stopped ten feet away from the Demon Lord Mingye, and a circle of ripples spread out from Yan Feng's body.

Under the night stars, the waters were continuous, and the faint light shone on the two of them.

"What's the matter with me?"

Yan Feng's voice was faint. For some reason, although it was the first time he saw the Demon Lord, he was still a little nervous before. After all, this was the supreme emperor of the Demon Realm. He could kill himself with just one finger.

But when I really saw someone, I didn’t feel unfamiliar with the person in front of me, nor did I feel any pressure. This ease does not come from pressure, but from the soul!

The Demon Lord Mingye, his voice was cold and he had a sense of heat: "Baili, long time no see, I'll look for you, what else can I do?"

The hand slowly raised, and the lake suddenly surged, and a wave of water surged into his hand. When the wave retreated, there was an ink-black sword in his hand.

The sword body is four inches wide and six feet long. It has a blood-colored talisman seal on it, and a powerful aura scattered out of it.

Demon Lord’s Sword!

The moment the sword appeared, the barrier of the entire witch realm began to tremble, and the lake surface surging and waving, and all living beings in this barrier were running around and panic.

The hut several miles away also sways violently as the lake fluctuates, drifting around and around.

"strict…"

Xiaolongnu's beautiful eyes were as clear as water, and her worries were visible. The same was true for others. The pressure just now was so powerful that it was terrifying.

And you can also feel that there is no murderous intent in this pressure, and it is not deliberately dispersed... In other words, this is just the breath that comes with it, and it is already like this.

If it is released on its own initiative, it is unimaginable!

Ye Yu, who was in front, patted his forehead at this moment: "Oh, this guy is still the same as before. He draws his sword as soon as he meets him. It's really true! If it weren't for the occasional consolidation of the barrier, he would have broken it in a flash."

In Ye Yu's hand, a white jade stick appeared. With a slight wave of the jade stick, a row of white star dots fell into the lake. When these star dots fell, the originally surging lake actually calmed down, and there was a shaking barrier, the same was true.

His eyes were crescent-shaped, and his eyes were Ye Yu, looking at Yan Feng and Ming Ye.

"What do you mean?"

Standing opposite the Demon Lord, Yan Feng's eyebrows and eyes were fixed. The sword had the most powerful impact on him, but it did not have murderous aura. If he had murderous aura, he would probably die in an instant.

"Where is your sword?"

Mingye asked with a cold voice.

"My sword?" Yan Feng stretched out his hand slightly, and the Jue Di sword behind him flew out and landed in his hand.

"Not it! I'm talking about your sword!" Ming Ye continued, the magic sword in his hand was shining with a black light, and the blood-colored talisman on it was so breathtaking.

"My sword..."

Yan Feng was puzzled...My sword, what is my sword?!

Suddenly, a trace of pictures flashed through his mind. This scene was what he saw when the East China Sea Golden Pill entered his body.

Blood-red sword...

Immortals and Buddhas all over the sky!

Buzhou Mountain!

Yan Feng was stunned. The wind whistled past the lake, his white clothes blew up, and the three-foot bangs on his forehead swung in front of the bloodstained eyes.

"It seems you really don't remember it."

Ming Ye stared at Yan Feng and waved his hand and the magic sword in his hand disappeared.

"I'm here today, just want to tell you something."

Yan Feng suppressed the scenes in his heart: "What's the matter?"

The Demon Lord Mingye looked directly at Yan Feng with his eyes glowing.

"Qingyao, I will take good care of her."

"Qingyao?" Yan Feng was stunned and blurted out: "Are you talking about Shiyu?"

"I don't care who she is, I say she is Qingyao... She is Qingyao!"

Mingye's words were extremely firm. Even in his heart, he knew that this was not the reincarnation of Qing Yao. The sword that was a thousand years ago was his own hands.

He knew better than anyone else that the Qing romance at that time had already been destroyed and could never be reincarnated.

This is his...a pain for a lifetime, a heartache that cannot be erased for a lifetime!

So when he saw Ye Shiyu, his pain, annoyance, guilt broke through his reason. He didn't care whether this was Qingyao or not. In his opinion, Ye Shiyu was Qingyao.

Even though he clearly saw that Ye Shiyu was controlled by others and came to him, even if he saw that Ye Shiyu... was just a puppet.

Even if he knows... this is someone else's conspiracy!

But he doesn't care!

All he wanted to do was keep her by his side!

"Why tell me?"

After hearing this news, Yan Feng was also slightly relieved. No matter what, at least Ye Shiyu's life would not be threatened.

However... the Demon Lord's attitude towards Ye Shiyu made Yan Feng very strange.

He doesn't remember what happened a thousand years ago, so he doesn't know who the Qing Yao is... What happened in this.

"Why?" The Demon Lord Mingye seemed to murmur to himself.

"Just because I think Qingyao should want me to tell you too."

Ming Ye looked up at the sky, with stars dotted, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Ye Yu's sky is better than the one in the Demon World."

"I hope that next time you and I will meet again, you will be able to find your sword and fight me...!"

The Demon Lord's voice echoed in this lake, but his figure had disappeared.

Yan Feng looked at the lake where the Demon Lord was standing, frowned.

"My sword...!"

In that picture, the sword on Mount Buzhou is probably the sword he said to be in the Demon Lord!

But Buzhou Mountain... just exists in the legend, where can I find it myself!

Originally, Yan Feng had two questions in his mind that he wanted to ask the Demon Lord Mingye, but after the conversation just now, Yan Feng had found the answer.

What he wanted to ask is whether the Dragon Palace Ao Li was in trouble, and whether the cultivator who secretly invaded the human world was instructed by the Demon Lord.

However, Yan Feng can now determine that all this was definitely not done by the Demon Lord.

With the character of the Demon Lord, if you want to destroy the three realms, you must do it openly and you will never use this secret move!

Yan Feng turned around and walked towards the hut.

Since he is not a Demon Lord, there must be someone else. Perhaps he is controlling Ye Shiyu, the old demon in Ye Yu's mouth may be someone else...

I wanted to ask Ye Yu, but Yan Feng knew that Ye Yu would never say it. If he wanted to say it, he would have told him a long time ago.
Chapter completed!