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

An Zun fell on his back on the snow.

He was still mumbling to himself: "Master... I was wrong... I really regret it... Please forgive me..."

His voice gradually disappeared and he completely fainted.

She Xiao frowned with some regret. He was only injured internally and was not killed directly.

It seems that the stimulation he gave just now was not harsh enough.

"Well……"

The unconscious An Zun woke up again. He supported himself with his hands and slowly stood up.

She Xiao rolled his eyes silently in his heart.

Are you so strong that you can stand up after vomiting blood?

An Zun shook his head vigorously and hit himself on the head several times with his hands.

He opened his eyes drowsily and looked at She Xiao intently.

She Xiao wasn't sure whether he had recovered as the Dark Lord or was still stuck in the past, so he simply didn't say anything.

"You...who are you?"

When he spoke, She Xiao shuddered inexplicably.

Because the voice of An Zun was not a man's voice, but a somewhat familiar female voice.

She Xiao looked at An Zun tentatively, "Are you... Xiao Mei?"

“How dare you!” An Zun raised his chin and looked at She Xiao coldly, “You are my mother’s subordinate? Don’t you know that you should call me the Patriarch of the Pearl Palace when you are outside?”

"Mingzhu...Palace Ancestor?"

She Xiao's brows were almost wrinkled into knots. It seemed that the blow he had just dealt to An Zun was too great.

An Zun became autistic, and Xiao Mei ran out.

She Xiao thought about the usefulness of Xiao Mei to the king.

After a while, he came to a conclusion that it was of no use at all and was just a nuisance.

He flicked his sleeves lightly, walked past Xiao Mei and walked forward.

"How dare you ignore me! I am the next King of the Mandrill Demons! I am also your future king! How dare you ignore me!"

Xiao Mei's consciousness seemed a little confused, and his memory stayed at the time when the evil ghost king of mandrills had not yet dissipated.

She Xiao looked down at the sleeve that was grabbed by Xiao Mei, and an extreme disgust rose in his heart.

Not only does this woman oppose the king in every way, she also always imitates the king.

He wanted to learn the king's skills and appearance, and even wanted to steal the king's mother and everything he had.

Such a shameless thing makes me want to dig my eyes out just by looking at it!

"I know you all only listen to my mother, but I am your young master!"

Xiao Mei looked at She Xiao and said viciously:

"I have my mother's original power. I am the best container in the world. If I want, I can make you all explode and die without a complete body!"

She Xiao widened his eyes in shock.

It turns out that Xiaomei actually has such ability?

Wait a minute.

She had been in Dark Lord's body the whole time, and only ran out when Dark Lord's consciousness was severely damaged.

But with her foolish look, she should be suitable to take the blame.

Thinking of this, a look of panic immediately appeared on his face.

"So it's you, Master Palace Ancestor. The monks you asked me to let go just now have all left, but there are still many who don't obey you. If they attack you, you will definitely get hurt."

"If you are scared, find a place to hide!"

Mingzhu was extremely angry, but her chaotic thoughts made it impossible for her to think at all.

She only knew that some people looked down on her and even wanted to disobey her.

"I will never hide away like a coward! If they dare to disobey me, I will kill them all!"

A sarcastic smile appeared in She Xiao's eyes, but his face still showed a panic expression.

"They say you are not a true king and are not worthy of commanding them now. In their hearts, you are just a useless puppet."

"Nonsense! It's all nonsense!" Mingzhu's eyes slowly turned scarlet. "You, you take me to find them!"

"Yes."

……

On the other side, all the monks who jumped off the cliff landed safely.

Although no one died among them, the demons and those strong alien races were used as cushions and inevitably broke their limbs.

Sha Yuan and the others' hands and feet were bent at all sorts of weird angles, while some simply hung limply at their sides, losing the ability to move.

They all had bruises on their faces and noses, and deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.

That was caused by scratches on the protruding rocks when I jumped down.

The cultivators from the Celestial and Human races helped them wade across the stream as they staggered through the foggy forest.

At this moment, a large black shadow suddenly appeared in front.

Everyone stopped and felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Sha Yuan looked at Song Huibai and whispered, "We can't go far with you! Hurry up!"

Song Huibai's heart sank to the bottom, "We in the Celestial Clan don't have the habit of abandoning our companions!"

Sha Yuan was so angry: "It's already too late! If one can survive, the Dark Night Ghost will absorb one less, and the king will be less in danger!"

He pushed him hard: "Go!"