Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

With any location as the center, a hurricane is instantly created.

Under the moonlight, violent thunder hurricanes swirled around.

The continuous dazzling lightning illuminated the surroundings like daylight.

Ren Yi, dressed in a black and gold dress, slowly floated into the air, and violent and powerful demonic pressure burst out from her body.

Several torrents of magical power collided with each other, creating a hurricane that swept away everything around.

The pupils of his eyes had been completely swallowed by the purple color, and the black flame totem on his forehead seemed to come alive, burning fiercely.

Shu Yuan's "Silence" sword inserted under the steps was blown away, and the barrier held up by Alan Wangsu was shattered in an instant.

The monks on the steps were all blown away as if they were hit by a sledgehammer!

Chi Yan and the others were simply unable to stand up under such pressure and could only lie on the ground in a mess.

Ren Yi, floating in the air, was like a god descended to earth, looking down at them indifferently.

She hooked her fingers at Baichuan, Menghu and the other two.

The bodies of the three people flew up from the ground and flew back to Alan Wangsu and the others.

Then he snapped his fingers at the people behind him.

A red-gold barrier covered everyone, and the storm that had just swept everyone up and down finally disappeared.

All the monks stood in the barrier, looking up at Ren Yi in mid-air with shock and fear.

"What kind of realm is this? Even the peak of the tenth level doesn't have this much power!

"And the Chaos Nail! The Demon King has been using the Chaos Nail to seal his daughter's energy!"

"Oh my god, this Chaos Nail has been in the Saint's body all along???"

When Prince Wan besieged Youhuang Palace, she fought against so many nails? ? ?

"That's not right. If it was sealed by the Demon King, how could the Saint take it out so easily and so beautifully? And use it whenever she wants???"

"Is that the point? The point is that she only pulled out one! One!"

Prince Wan on the opposite side was also dumbfounded.

"You, you have been hiding your strength?"

The long skirt fluttered in the air. Ren Yi didn't say anything, but just snapped his fingers again.

The treasure box that the Great Elder was holding tightly in his arms instantly broke free from his arms and flew straight into the sky.

The treasure box floated in front of Ren Yi, and the crown inlaid with seven different gems flickered with a faint fluorescence.

With either hand, he took the crown from the treasure box and slowly placed it on his head.

Long pearl tassels hang down on both sides of the crown, and the pearl light sways gently like flowing water.

The next moment, brilliant golden light burst out from the crown, and the black and gold dress swayed in the strong wind, exuding a heart-pounding kingly aura.

The three elders were the first to react and knelt down and kowtowed to Ren Yi in mid-air.

"Demon Lord! The new master of the Demon Realm has appeared!"

When the other monks who were still in a daze saw this scene, they also knelt down.

"Demon King... King..."

Some people had tears in their eyes, and the surging emotions in their hearts were about to overwhelm them.

"After ten years, the Demon Realm finally welcomed its master!"

"King! We, the demons, have been waiting for you for too long!"

E Xun also reached out to wipe away the two hot tears on his face, then knelt down.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Demon King!"

The prince closed his eyes, but the scene of Amoro Wangul's accession to the throne was still vivid in his mind.

The same high spirits, the same kingly demeanor.

The difference is that the demon clan was at its peak back then, but now it is in turmoil and divided.

The person they prayed for to end the chaos finally came.

He lifted his robe, knelt on one knee, clasped his right hand in front of his left chest, and bowed respectfully:

"Greetings to His Majesty the Demon King!"

At this moment, he is no longer the elder who protects the younger generation, nor is he the good brother of the devil.

He was a subject, and she was their king.

Alan Wang Su smiled, and his eyes like the Big Dipper looked at Ren Yi steadily.

He also knelt on one knee: "Meet the Demon King."

Shu Yuan's three guards looked at this scene, and their hearts were filled with shock.

They knelt down together, but were all shocked when they saw Shu Yuan also clasped his right hand in front of his chest and bowed to Ren Yi in mid-air.

The master is the only descendant of the Soul King. According to the laws of the demon clan, he does not need to kneel down and kowtow to the Demon King.

When facing the former Demon King, not to mention kneeling, even standard court etiquette had never been performed.

The former Demon King was a man who did whatever he wanted and didn't care about etiquette, so he didn't care much about this.

So they hadn't seen the prince perform such a standard royal etiquette for a long time.

At this moment, he actually saluted solemnly according to the laws of the demon clan.

He was not afraid of imperial power or intimidation, but he bowed only to the saint.

As the only person standing in the room, Shu Yuan had a calm expression and a voice like splashing jade rang out:

"Greetings to His Majesty the Demon King."

The voices of the crowd gathered into a wave, and they shouted in unison:

"Greetings to His Majesty the Demon King!"