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

Tie Zhu patted his chest and said with a smile: "Master, leave these monks to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became chaotic, darkness invaded the white, and a terrifying psychedelic force filled the surroundings.

All the Dark Night Monks present had dazed eyes and lost consciousness.

Their hands were weak and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a bang.

But those Celestial Clan cultivators didn't even look at them. All their eyes were on Ren Yi.

"Emperor Tian, ​​is that you?"

"Is it really you? You are not dead?"

A group of people surrounded Ren Yi with tears in their eyes, but when they calmed down, they couldn't help but look back and forth between Ren Yi and Tie Zhu.

This red-haired guy... is a member of the demon clan, and one of the eight hell kings of the demon clan.

Feipeng looked at Ren Yi, with a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask them.

The Celestial Clan cultivators present didn't even know how to face Ren Yi.

After a while, Fei Peng finally couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty...are you still our Heavenly Emperor?"

Ren smiled slightly and threw the question back:

"You wish me to be, and I am."

Fei Peng didn't understand, but Ren Yi had no intention of explaining. He turned to Tie Zhu and said, "Control them and take them back together."

Tiezhu nodded and nodded to the Dark Night Monks.

Those people lined up in a daze and followed the iron pillar forward in a very orderly manner.

Looking at the figure walking away, Feipeng's heart was beating fast.

Fei Ji was even more anxious: "What should we do? Should we follow them?"

The other monks supported each other and stood up. "Your Majesty, is she now a demon king or a heavenly emperor?"

"It must be the Emperor of Heaven, otherwise why would he save us?"

"I don't think so. Your Majesty is accompanied by the demon clan's Yama..."

Everyone fell silent. Fei Peng looked up at Ren Yi's back eagerly.

"Her Majesty sacrificed her life to save us all! We must firmly support her!"

Fei Ji also said: "Didn't His Majesty just say that as long as we think she is, she is our Heavenly Emperor!"

"That's right! Let's go and catch up!"

"Follow!"

A group of people supported each other and hurriedly caught up.

Tiezhu rode on Mingling's shoulders and looked at Renyi who was strolling leisurely in the garden with confusion:

"Master, are you taking a walk? Can you walk faster?"

With his hands behind his back, he smiled slightly:

"It's too fast, they can't keep up."

Tiezhu looked back and saw that the cultivators of the Celestial Clan were chasing them breathlessly and were getting closer and closer to them.

"Alas, to have a king like you, Master, I don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky."

She gave him a cool glance.

Tiezhu shuddered: "In my opinion, this is of course the blessing they have earned through three lifetimes of cultivation. Without their master, these three realms would have become a purgatory for the Dark Night Clan!"

The arbitrary gaze slowly retracted.

As soon as they approached the barrier, the demon monks who were recuperating inside the barrier saw the figures of Ren Yi and Tie Zhu.

"It's the King, the King is back!"

Fang Qing and the others all stood up and looked at the dozen or so Dark Night Monks controlled by the iron pillars. Their excitement was beyond words.

As long as the king is here, there is hope.

But when they saw seven or eight people from the Celestial Clan following closely behind them, Fang Qing and the others' smiles quickly froze on their faces.

Celestial Clan...

Fei Peng and his friends also saw this group of demons.

The barrier protecting them glowed faintly and had powerful energy. It was obvious at first glance that it was the work of His Majesty.

She...why is she still protecting these demons!

The demon stood inside the barrier with a sullen look on his face.

The Celestials stood outside the barrier, their faces filled with anger.

Tiezhu shook his head and stepped back. It turned out that it was not so easy to have the best of both worlds.

Ren Yi stood at the edge of the barrier and waved to Fei Peng and the others.

"It's getting dark, come in."

After saying that, he walked in first without waiting for them.

Fei Peng and his companions stood outside the barrier, in a dilemma.

What if they went in?

Is this considered cooperation between the gods and demons?

Or do they consider themselves to have betrayed the Celestial Clan?

Fang Qing inside the barrier stared at them with a very fearful look.

"Brother Fang, they won't really come in, right?"

Fang Qing smiled coldly: "Don't the Celestial Clan always look down on us? They will definitely not come in!"

He walked over and sat on a relatively flat rock, then took out a pot of wine from his storage ring and drank it comfortably.

The two groups of monks just stared at each other.

The air suddenly became stagnant.

Dusk fell, the sky darkened, and night came.

The bodies scattered outside the barrier made crackling sounds, and the crushed heads instantly gathered together and flew back to their original bodies one by one.

Fei Peng and the others widened their eyes instantly, listening to the crackling sounds coming from all around them, and they rushed into the barrier in one step.

Fang Qing and the others immediately drew their swords.

Fei Peng and the others were not willing to be outdone and also raised their magical weapons.

He casually put away the wine jug and spoke lightly:

"Whoever dares to do this in front of me will be thrown out."

The two groups of monks immediately put away their magic weapons and started glaring at each other.

Tiezhu: "Tsk tsk, it's common to have two-timing people, but it's rare to see someone doing it so forcefully."