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

"Don't you think Yi'er is very similar to you? Didn't you also pretend to be blind and lie to me when we first met?"

Wangul shook his head: "I am really blind."

"This is the first time I've seen someone better than me in swordsmanship. I was immediately blinded by your brilliance."

Yue Yuling rolled her eyes in her heart: "Yier seems to have inherited only your dark side, but not your shamelessness."

"That's not necessarily true. I think Yi'er is much more shameless than me."

The two talked and laughed, then turned and walked back to the yard.

As soon as Ren Yi and Tie Zhu flew out of the bamboo forest, they encountered a battle between a Dark Night monk and a large group of Celestial Clan monks.

Ren Yi and Tie Zhu hid their bodies and stood behind a big tree covered with ice and snow.

"Master, these Night Monks usually come out at night. Why are they out in broad daylight?"

Ren Yi didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on the leading demon cultivator.

"You bunch of beasts have been chasing us for two days and two nights, and you still dare to chase us in this Three Realms Mountain! The Demon King's personal guard, Lord Baichuan Menghu, is nearby. Get out of here if you know what's good for you!"

The Dark Night Monk raised his head and laughed:

"A tiger in the face of a Hundred Rivers? Even if the devil is resurrected today, he can't save you!"

When they heard the Dark Night Monk talking about the Demon King, the faces of all the Demon Monks present darkened.

Seeing them like this, Mingchuan, the leading Dark Night monk, laughed even more wantonly:

"There is one king for both the Heavenly and Demonic tribes. During the day he is the cold Heavenly Emperor, and at night he is the Charming Demon King. He is quite good at having fun."

"I just pity you fools who still worship her as a god."

"She doesn't take you seriously at all and is just playing with you!"

Mingchuan's words ignited the anger of the monk opposite.

"You bullshit!"

"Although our queen is a celestial-demon hybrid, she sacrificed her life for the Three Realms!"

"Yes, she is the child of the Demon King and the Emperor of Heaven, so she is naturally in a dilemma, but she still protected us with her life!"

"What do you have to be proud of? You are a bunch of invaders who only know how to kill! Your so-called king was burned into dry bones by our Demon King!"

The Dark Night Clan monks were also angered, and the two groups started fighting again.

Tie Zhu silently watched all this and swallowed his saliva: "Um... Master, why don't you stay at home."

Ren Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why?"

"You died, but you died for the Three Realms. In their hearts, the half-blooded celestial being, the difference between celestial beings and demons, and hatred are no longer important."

"But if you were alive, all these things would be exposed again, and I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to compromise so easily."

Ren Yi smiled slightly: "Tai Xu also asked me this question before."

"Really? Then how did you answer, Master?"

"I say - with me, they always have only one way to go."

Before Tiezhu could realize what was happening, the battle ahead had already ended.

These demon monks have been traveling all night and their physical strength has long been reached the limit.

The Night Monks can also repair themselves quickly at night, and they are completely unable to compete.

Mingchuan pierced the demon cultivator's left arm with a sword and laughed coldly:

"That sounds so nice, now let Ren Yi resurrect to save you! Hahahahaha!"

All the demon monks present lowered their heads.

Their king...

The next moment, a sharp voice suddenly broke through the air!

Mingchuan only felt his right hand holding the sword shake, and the sword suddenly broke into two pieces.

The powerful reverse thrust made him take several steps back before he staggered to a stop.

Mingchuan threw the broken sword in his hand to the ground and said, "Who is playing tricks on me? Come out now!"

The demon cultivators also looked up.

But it was quiet all around, and no one came out.

"Boss, are there any independent cultivators from the demon clan?"

"A casual cultivator?" Mingchuan looked at the sword in his hand. "What casual cultivator can break my sword with a burst of energy?"

The demon cultivator showed a look of delight, "Could it be Lord Baichuan?"

"It must be him! Lord Baichuan, come out and save us!"

Meichuan looked around, his eyes full of ferocity:

"I don't care who you are. If you don't come out, I will kill them all!"

In the snow-covered mountains and forests, there is only the sound of the whistling wind.

Mingchuan grabbed the sword of the person next to him and slashed at the demon cultivator fiercely!

Ding ding——!

Two crisp sounds once again pierced Mingchuan's sword.

This time the sword first broke into two pieces, and then broke again when it was only half left.

There was only a bare hilt left in Mingchuan's hand.

"Who the hell is that? Come out here right now!"

They glanced around until they heard a whistle, then looked up.

With his head full of silver hair, Ren Yi almost blends in with the white snow.

But the red dress she was wearing was so dazzling that it was hard to ignore.

It was not until the pair of purple-gold eyes fell on everyone that everyone present came to their senses.

"Demon King?!"

"No, it's the Emperor of Heaven!"