Yan Zhixu's lips slowly curled up, and the smile on his face was bright and shy, "Xiaoyao Sect, Xiao Shengsheng, I really look forward to having a chance to see you again."

After saying that, his figure slowly dissipated between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared.

...

"Yan Yan, what's wrong? Are there any more discomfort?"

Hearing a concerned inquiry came from his ears, Mu Yan came to his senses and shook his head.

"I'm fine. Di Mingjue, Dad, where did you go? Are you in danger?"

She could not see any injuries from the two of them.

She even vaguely felt that Di Mingjue's cultivation seemed to have increased a little more than before.

But when you reach the realm of the Immortal Emperor, your cultivation improvement is calculated based on the calculation of a hundred and a thousand years.

It’s possible to improve your cultivation in less than a day?

Di Mingjue reached out and touched Mu Yan's face. His tentacles were cold and covered with blood.

It's enough to imagine how much hardship Mu Yan suffered in the previous day and night.

He was really reckless.

I just wanted to save Jun Shitian and couldn't make Mu Yan sad.

But I never thought about the hidden dangers and crises that both of me and Jun Shitian left in this chaotic and unknown Tianmei Banquet.

The regret in Di Mingjue's heart was about to overflow. He hugged Mu Yan tightly in his arms and said hoarsely: "Yan Yan, do you feel pain?"

Mu Yan: “…”

Onlookers: "…"

Even if you really like the demon princess, you don’t have to be so public, just treat them as if no one else was there, right?

Wait, the Emperor of the Earl Realm really likes the Demon Princess?!

Didn’t he clearly reject the Demons’ marriage letter several times?

Why did you suddenly regret it now?

Elder Minwei coughed lightly and said, "Emperor, Demon Lord, why not find a place for His Royal Highness to rest first? And the injured people in the Tianmei Hall, whether they are demon cultivators or spiritual cultivators, need some treatment."

And in this Demon Emperor City, there is only demonic energy, not even spiritual energy or fairy energy.

Spiritual cultivation who fails to cultivate divine power cannot repair the body by itself, and even elixirs cannot be absorbed.

However, spiritual power and immortal power can be introduced separately in some palaces.

Elder Minwei is usually responsible for all matters, and these matters are handled quickly.

After this battle, the surviving spiritual cultivators and demon cultivators had a much better relationship.

With Di Mingjue and Jiyu people there, they were not afraid of being plotted against again in the Demon Palace.

Everyone was quickly placed down to heal the wounds and contact the sects.

At this point, the ups and downs almost subverted the entire demon clan's heavenly charm banquet, and finally came to an end.

...

In endless dark space.

The man covered in blood was hung upside down in the air.

The bright red liquid slowly flowed down his drooping ink black hair, making a ticking sound.

The ticking sound is like a death-driven spell, or a soul-catching pendulum.

Waiting patiently for the youth to suffer, despair, and eventually collapse.

Suddenly, a light ray of light slowly lit up in the darkness.

A monk wearing a cassock walked in slowly.

His eyebrows were gentle and compassion was contained on his face. When he saw the man hanging upside down in the air, he showed a gentle and kind smile, and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor without destiny, have you figured it out?"

Li Weiran, who was hanging upside down in the air, opened his eyes and said weakly: "I figured it out. Don't you just want my yin and yang bones? I'll give it to you."
Chapter completed!