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

Just when King Xiaoxiang was in a trance, Yun An Tiezhu and others had already dispersed from Ren Yi's side.

Give up any surrounding space.

While everyone was still surprised, Ren Yi lightly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Almost instantly, a giant golden circular magic circle lit up with Random as the center.

Along with the magic circle, there was also a strong wind that gushed out from under his feet.

Standing in the center of the formation, his clothes rustled in the wind.

Yun An shouted loudly: "Quick, transfer energy!"

Yun An, Chu Yang and others released their respective energies and poured them into the magic circle.

The other cultivators present felt the powerful energy of the formation coming towards them, and their spirits were also lifted.

They poured all their energy into the formation.

With the infusion of a large amount of energy, the entire magic circle became brighter and brighter, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

Four chains suddenly shot out from the magic circle and pierced into the four pillars like lightning.

The cracks in the pillars began to slowly close...

But a desperate scene appeared. The gap was left with a hole as thick as a finger and could not be closed.

There was a look of despair on everyone's face.

why!

Why is it still not working even though they have gathered all their strength?!

Am I really going to die here today?

boom--!

An even more powerful and domineering aura burst out from Ren Yi's body, and the increasingly violent wind made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

However, Ren Yi, who was at the center of the storm, changed his appearance in an instant!

The red dress was swallowed by the night, and the darkness around it intertwined into a robe.

With a red-gold cloud pattern as the background, the golden dragons on the sleeves seem to be able to roar out from above at any moment.

Her cold eyes carried an air of arrogance that was totally inconsistent with her attitude of looking down on the world, but such a contradiction appeared in her.

And so harmonious.

The same black and gold royal robe of the demon clan worn on anyone gives a completely different feeling than when worn on King Xiaoxiang.

The royal robes gave King Xiaoxiang a bit more aura, but here... only the royal robes were worthy of her.

All the demon cultivators present were in an uproar when they saw Ren Yi.

"It's the Devil! It's the Devil! The Devil has come back to save us!"

"The devil is not dead! She is not dead!"

"Great! As long as the king is here, we can definitely survive this catastrophe!"

Mo Yin and Dao Er Yu were also very excited.

They led the crowd to salute Ren Yi: "Greetings to the Demon King!"

Just as the demon cultivators were rejoicing, the celestial cultivators looked at Ren Yi in the air with complicated expressions.

She... was only wearing the demon clan's royal robes...

Maybe after the Three Realms Martial Competition, the Emperor of the Celestial Clan will be dead!

No one can help them, no one can support them...

They have been fighting the Dark Night Ghosts non-stop for the past two months. In addition to protecting themselves, they also want to avenge the Emperor of Heaven!

But now... the Emperor of Heaven no longer needs them...

Yu Bai was stunned, and the hands hanging by his side were shaking slightly.

Your Majesty, it’s really Your Majesty!

I became even more excited when I saw the crown on Ren Yi's head.

"Look, it's the crown of our Celestial Clan!"

Everyone looked up and found that although Ren Yi was wearing the black and gold royal robe, he was not wearing the demon clan's ring-shaped red gold crown on his head.

Instead, she wore the jade crown of the Celestial Clan. The long tassels on her forehead blurred her graceful features, but warmed the hearts of the Celestial Clan monks.

Yun An's eyes lit up, and he led everyone in saluting:

"See the Emperor of Heaven!"

The Heavenly and Demonic tribes each performed their own rituals.

The monks from other tribes around also understood Ren Yi's identity and bowed to show their respect.

Tiezhu was the only one who watched all this silently and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

The master was wearing the robes of the demon king and the jade crown of the Emperor of Heaven on his head.

Isn't this a master of keeping balance?

The cultivators from the Heavenly and Demonic tribes looked at each other and were about to start scolding each other when they heard the guards coming to report to Xiaoru.

"City Lord, the gap in the pillar has been completely blocked!"

Joy appeared on everyone's face, but King Xiaoxiang and Juan Feng looked shocked and desperate.

Xiao Ru nodded and said to King Xiaoxiang and Juan Feng:

"Lock them both up! We'll try them again at dawn!"

"Yes!"

Ren Yi slowly fell to the ground from mid-air, and the cultivators from both the Heavenly and Demonic races surrounded him.

Ren Yi ignored them and turned to all the monks present and said:

"If they continue to attack, the cultivators from the outside world will surely die!"

"Now that the crisis in the city has been resolved, we can no longer hide here!"

"If there are spies today, there will be traitors tomorrow. We must take the initiative and drive them away!"

"If you still have blood in your veins, take up your weapons and go out with me to kill them all!"

The Demon King Emperor has returned from the dead and is even more powerful. This is enough to boost their morale!

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

Fang Yiru rushed to the front and opened the city gate.

Tianbi, who was still waiting for their choice outside, saw the door open and thought they had finally compromised.

But when he saw the huge crowd pouring out, his whole body broke apart.

Shouldn't they flee in fear?

Why did they come out in droves???