Seeing this, Murong Ningyue hurriedly grabbed Yao Jiutian and said, "Yao Jiutian, what are you doing? I have returned your demon slave's blood to you. You are no longer my demon slave, why do you have to do this?"

Yao Jiutian took out the blood of the demon slave that Murong Ningyue had given him before and said, "Although I despise you very much at the beginning, I have to admit that your progress over the years is indeed huge. It is not embarrassing that I, Yao Jiutian, are your demon slave!"

Yao Jiutian said this and didn't care whether Murong Ningyue was willing or not, and forced the drop of demon slave blood to Murong Ningyue before continuing: "And you have accepted the inheritance of Lord Ten Thousand Demon Kings. From now on, you will be the savior of our demon clan. It would be even more worthwhile to be a demon slave for you!"

Although Murong Ningyue felt the sincerity in Yao Jiutian's words, she refused and said: "Yao Jiutian, I know your intentions. We will get along with each other as friends in the future. I will try my best to help you demon clan, but you really don't have to be my demon slave!"

Yao Jiutian is also stubborn, and he said to Murong Ningyue word by word: "No! If you don't agree to accept me as a demon slave today, I will not get up. I will be free when you lead our demon clan back to glory!"

Seeing Yao Jiutian so persistent, Murong Ningyue had no choice but to accept Yao Jiutian's demon slave blood again, and Yao Jiutian returned to the demon slave space with Wufeng Sword with satisfaction

At this time, Yuan Xiaotian, Gongsun Lie and others looked at Murong Ningyue with strange eyes. Although they had never seen a real demon clan, they also knew that the demon clan was proud by nature and would not be easily slaves.

Even if an ordinary immortal catches the demon clan, he may not be able to surrender and be willing to be a slave if he abuses the demon clan in every way. However, Yao Jiutian resolutely begged Murong Ningyue to accept him as a slave, which is a bit too charming.

"What are you looking at? Is it a sin to be charming? Let's go out quickly!"

Murong Ningyue and everyone found the exit along the route marked on the map. Just as Murong Ningyue and others left the underground palace and returned to the Death Desert, a muffled sound suddenly came out from behind.

The desert above the underground palace sank completely as if it had been sunken, completely burying the road that Murong Ningyue and the others had just walked in the yellow sand.

Murong Ningyue knew in her heart that the underground palace and the main hall were supported by the remaining spiritual power of the Ten Thousand Demon King. When the Ten Thousand Demon King died, there was no support for the spiritual power. After so many years of corrosion, the main palace and the underground palace naturally could not bear the fate of being buried.

But Murong Ningyue felt a little sad and relieved after she was relieved. The destruction of an old thing often means the birth of a new thing.

The last trace of the demon clan led by the Ten Thousand Demon Kings was also covered by the vast yellow sand, and the next new era of the demon clan will be opened under the leadership of Murong Ningyue.

Murong Ningyue also felt a little more passionate in her heart at this time. When she was dying, the Ten Thousand Demon King also told her the location of the remaining forces of the demon clan.

But Murong Ningyue’s current cultivation level is too low, and after so many years, I don’t know what the situation is in the demon clan. In order to give him enough appeal among the demon clan, Murong Ningyue decided to wait until his cultivation level is higher before looking for the remaining forces of the demon clan.
Chapter completed!