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

Alan Wangsu explained simply: "The Demon King was injured in the previous battle, and his soul is damaged at the moment. Prince Shu Yuan, please join me in protecting the Demon King's soul."

Shu Yuan immediately raised his palm and poured all the magic power in his body into the body of a random person.

As the magic power deepened, the surprise in his eyes grew stronger.

Any soul is like a container full of holes. No matter how much magic power they send into it, there is no response.

Shu Yuan and Alan Wangsu's faces were a little pale, which was a sign of a massive loss of magic power.

"Her magic power has been lost too much! Is there any wound on her body now?" Shu Yuan asked.

Baichuan Menghu thought for a moment and said, "Just now the young master said one word - determination!"

定？

Shu Yuan frowned and thought carefully.

The next moment, he suddenly realized and spoke almost at the same time as Alan Wangsu:

"Chaos Nail!"

Alan Wangsu leaned sideways on the bed with his hands on his shoulders.

The bloody hole on the cervical vertebra was exposed.

It is said to be a blood hole, but you can only see blood and it cannot flow out.

Shu Yuan removed the Chaos Nail that was randomly inserted into his hair, and used magic power to stab the nail back into the blood hole.

For fear of hurting Ren Yi, Shu Yuan could only use magic power to accurately control the Chaos Nail.

The sound of the Chaos Nail sinking into the flesh inch by inch was uncomfortable.

When five-sixths of the nail had penetrated Random's body, the loss of magic power finally stopped.

When the three people in the room were about to breathe a sigh of relief, a powerful energy burst out from Ren Yi.

The violent magic power turned into a surging wave and surged out from Ren Yi's body.

boom--!

Baichuan Menghu was hit by the wave and crashed into the opposite wall.

Shu Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly erected a barrier, freezing the figures of him and Alan Wangsu.

"Is this okay?" Shu Yuan asked.

Alan Wangsu: "The magic power is flowing smoothly, it should be stable."

Shu Yuan looked around: "Where are the Baichuan people?"

Alan Wangsu was stunned and turned to look at the wall opposite. The wall where the decorative paintings were originally hung was now empty.

Because the entire wall was gone.

The two looked at each other, and the only thing left in their minds was "broken".

Crash-!

The two of them froze and turned around slowly.

I saw a wave of magic gathering around Ren Yi lying on the bed.

Compared to before, the volume is several times larger.

Alan Wangsu: “…………”

Shu Yuan: “…………”

In the spacious main hall, many noble families of the demon race gathered.

Even during the day, glazed palace lanterns were hung around the roof of the hall, and the lights poured down like flowing water.

Black and gold veils hung down along the crimson pillars, and hundreds of tables were neatly arranged in the hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was lively, with monks and elders drinking and talking loudly.

The next moment, all the tables in the hall began to shake.

Everyone in the hall stopped at the same time.

Before they could react to what was happening, the ground began to tremble.

Prince Wei looked around while holding his wine glass, "What's going on?"

Before he could finish his words, everyone heard a loud bang!

The wall in front of the hall shattered instantly.

A wave of white smoke smashed through the walls and poured into the hall.

Among them were also the Baichuan Menghu who were swept away in the torrent.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Prince Wei was standing too close to the wall, and he was eight-tenths drunk.

He could only jump upwards instinctively, trying to avoid the torrent.

But just as he jumped halfway, the torrent hit his body hard.

He suddenly flew upward like a meteor.

state!

The prince's head was inserted into the ceiling, leaving only his limbs hanging outside.

"Who is plotting against me?"

The others had already gone mad with fear, and they all used their magic power to try to escape.

They were already drunk, and after seeing how powerful the Demon King was, they took off their defenses and magic weapons for this meal.

The sudden attack at this moment made everyone panic.

As Chief E Xun urged his magic power to rush out, the Shi Zunzhe next to him poured a bottle of wine onto the ground.

This wine is not an ordinary thing. It is made by the three elders and added with ten thousand year old ice.

The refined ice is not only harmless, but also beneficial to the bodies of the demons.

But at this moment, as soon as the wine hit the ground, it instantly froze into ice.

E Xun wanted to stop, but was bumped by someone behind him.

He bent his waist and rushed out with the posture of a roc spreading its wings.

"Nimma Lao Shi! You must open your eyes when you sleep at night!"

Master Shi felt very aggrieved. He wanted to scatter the wine to determine the feng shui, but he got drunk and took the wrong wine, so he just grabbed the wine on the table and scattered it around.

What does this have to do with him?

Reverend Shi wanted to curse at Chief E Xun, but the flood behind him had already arrived.

The powerful wave swept Master Shi and the fifty or sixty monks around him into the sky.

They pushed each other and knocked over the table in the chaos.

Many people rushed out with half of the wine table stuck in their bodies.

Doyle was quick-witted and quick-handed. He used his magic to hold on to the side wall, trying to ride out the wave.

When Baichuan Menghu flew past him, he reached out and grabbed Menghu's sleeve.

Meng Hu's body was tossed up and down by the waves, but with Dao Eryu's help he was not swept away.

"Daoeryu, you are so awesome. From now on I will not call you Feather, I will just call you Diaomao!"