"The king has fallen!"

"Quick! Get out!"

"Take mortals as hostages! Find all the kings for help!"

In the middle of the city, in front of the building with its upper and lower glass shattered, three male lions fell in a pool of blood. Half of their heads were bitten off on the right side, and there was a big hole in the right eye on the left side of their heads. They were gasping for breath at the moment.

The eye-catching white tiger regains its human form accompanied by the fairy light.

General Yinhu spat at the lion, breathing heavily in his chest. He patted the lion's head with his big hand, but hesitated a little and pointed his finger instead.

A golden 'grid' appeared around King Qingyuan's body, and his body slowly shrank, and returned to human form under the magical power of General Yinhu. - The ban only targeted King Qingyuan's soul, and others could control his transformation.

At this moment, King Qingyuan, how can he be as majestic as standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window?

There were blood holes on both sides of his cheeks, his suit was in tatters, and his hair was soaked in lion blood. He glared at General Yinhu with a look of reluctance.

King Qingyuan never expected it.

On this ordinary night, he wanted to perform an ordinary moon-rising ceremony to help his men improve their cultivation, and then train a few human boys to better control the city.

Suddenly someone kicked in the door;

Suddenly he was called an evil beast;

He just looked at the guy carefully out of caution;

Suddenly, he was hit by a golden light, and his soul was sealed, and he was about to transform into his true body!

Then the Ice Immortal, who had become more and more active in recent years, came out and stabbed him in the throat with a sword.

He was so angry that he bit the Ice Fairy and chased him all the way. When he rushed to the surface, he found that he was completely unable to fly in the air and could only roar on the ground.

At this time, the pretense of the demon city was no longer taken into account. King Qingyuan was so angry that he wanted to kill the ice fairy here and directly gave orders to the demons lurking in the city.

Then……

Suddenly, a Bai Yin tiger came. The Yin tiger roared and fought with him at close range, crushing him and biting him seriously.

What is this!

Isn’t this a bully?

This is his territory, and he is being bullied right at his doorstep!

King Qingyuan struggled to stand up, opened his mouth and roared, and jumped up.

A big hand grabbed forward, as if waiting for King Qingyuan to come to the door. It directly strangled King Qingyuan's neck, and lifted King Qingyuan into the air like a chicken.

Yinhu God curled his lips, jumped into the air, held the Qingyuan high, and roared throughout the city:

"King Qingyuan has been captured alive by this general! If you don't want to die, immediately declare yourself a soul and surrender on the spot!"

The demons all over the city looked intently, half of the demons looked confused, but more demons turned around and ran away. The group of immortals and demon generals from the true fairyland actually turned around and ran despite being slashed several times.

An old fairy yelled: "Don't listen to him! What are they doing to capture us? Apart from being mounts, we are also in the frying pan! They have captured a few humans as hostages and run away! Wait for other kings to come to our aid!"

The demons agreed with a bang, and the whole demon community was immediately in chaos.

General Yinhu could only stare.

The demon’s heart is not ancient, so it’s hard to fool him!

"Save people! Get rid of demons!"

The god general gave an order, and these dozen Futian Alliance masters chased in all directions, chasing the demons and covering them up, spreading fairy light and trying their best to move away the affected humans.

Bing Ning chased forward for a while, then suddenly remembered something, turned around and hurriedly fell to the ground.

The icy blue fairy light fell into the hole in front of the Qingpeng Group Building and quickly fell to the starting point of this chaotic battle.

The vaulted hall is in ruins.

The two large cauldrons wrapped in black ice rolled to the ground, leaving a few claw marks on the black ice.

Next to a large cauldron, Zhou Zheng, who had recovered his true appearance from the fierce battle, was sitting there quietly at this moment. His shirt was soaked with blood and there were several dazzling claw marks on his chest.

The treasure wheel has disappeared.

Zhou Zheng had a slight smile on his face, as if he was asleep, his eyelids were trembling up and down, and he was holding on to prevent himself from falling asleep.

A female lion fell outside the temple, with a big hole in her chest. She was dying, her soul was sealed, and her body was severely injured. It was probably very difficult for her to survive because she was already old.

Another old lioness was lying not far from Zhou Zheng's legs.

It had no complete hair on its body, and there were charred lightning strike marks everywhere. Zhou Zheng's Immortal Weapon sword was stuck in its front paws, and its forehead shriveled downwards. This should be the last blow to knock it down.

Bing Ning's figure appeared next to Zhou Zheng, with her right knee on the ground and a quick tap of her fingers. A gentle fairy power sealed Zhou Zheng's wound and nourished Zhou Zheng's soul.

She took out two pills and brought them to Zhou Zheng's mouth. Seeing that he didn't respond, she didn't care about the difference between men and women. She gently pried open Zhou Zheng's teeth with her fingers, frowned and stuffed the pills into Zhou Zheng's mouth, and then used the magic power to catalyze it.

, turned into two streams of clear water to nourish Zhou Zheng’s limbs and bones.

"Teacher, I'm fine."

Zhou Zheng murmured in a low voice: "The tripod...is frozen..."

"Don't worry, Xuan Bing can hurt and protect people."

Bing Ning explained softly, followed Zhou Zheng's instructions, melted two mouthfuls of black ice on the periphery of the cauldron, and then took out two palms.

In an instant, the stream of light flickered and turned into forty-nine pairs of children, each lying on the ground and sleeping.

Bing Ning said: "They will be fine when they wake up, don't worry."

"Thank you, teacher." Zhou Zheng recovered a little and could open his eyes, "How is it outside?"

"The demon has escaped, and we must evacuate as soon as possible."

Bing Ning said:

"When King Qingyuan is captured, even if the other seventeen demon kings are dissatisfied with him, they will definitely try their best to save him. This is the basis for the demon kings to establish themselves.

"You can adjust your breath here while I go and take away the Heavenly Artifact. This object should be the fundamental reason why King Qingyuan retains this city."

Zhou Zheng nodded slightly, Bing Ning raised his sword and went to the center of the hall, slowly pushing aside the rubble and debris. The sword blade penetrated three feet into the stone slab on the ground and dug out a lamp with slight cracks.

"Glass cup?"

Bing Ning let out a light sigh.

The two pills she swallowed for Zhou Zheng were obviously "a serious excess of potency" for a Guixu Realm monk. Zhou Zheng had recovered a little energy at this moment and looked here.

"what is this?"

"It's a heavenly thing," Bing Ning said, "but it's not a rare thing. The power of heaven on it is relatively thin, so it should be regarded as a magic weapon that can contain the power of evil."

Zhou Zheng helped Dingzu stand up: "Is this related to King Qingyuan's rapid improvement in strength?"

"It should be irrelevant," Bing Ning said, "This kind of thing is very common in heaven. Every fairy palace has dozens of them, which can be used to hold things and also be used as lighting."

Zhou Zheng wondered: "Isn't it miserable for Monk Sha in the disaster of Journey to the West? If he breaks one of these things, he will suffer from thousands of arrows piercing his heart for five hundred years."

"That's just an excuse. The general who rolls the curtains doesn't sound like he has a high official position, but he is a close guard who rolls the curtains for the Great Heavenly Lord."

Bing Ning responded softly and raised her eyes to scan around the hall.

Zhou Zheng also followed and searched. The two of them searched for a long time, but could not find out the reason.

Zhou Zheng said: "If the core magic weapon of the Ritual of the Rising Moon is this glass lamp, then the meaning of the existence of the demon capital may have nothing to do with the Ritual of the Rising Moon... This is really strange."

"There is no need to look for him," Bing Ning said, "King Qingyuan has been captured and will be tortured later."

Zhou Zheng suddenly felt a little weak in his legs.

Teacher, why do you say the words "torture" so naturally?

"Let's go out first," Bing Ning said, "and talk to the Lord General about how to end this matter. It's really hard to place millions of mortals here."

Zhou Zheng responded and looked down at the injury on his chest.

Bing Ning, however, waved her hands lightly, and a ray of ice-blue fairy light surrounded Zhou Zheng, pulling him to her side, taking the ninety-eight children and flying away from here together.

Zhou Zheng chuckled in his heart and looked up at Bing Ning's beautiful figure.

It’s really good.——Referring to the elixir given by Teacher Bing Ning.

…

“Move mountains!”

The boundary of King Qingyuan's territory.

Several streaks of light flashed through the air, escaping into the distance.

Two figures appeared on the ground. Bai Mengxian shook off Master Banshan's big hand, raised his head and glared at Master Banshan, pursed his lips tightly.

Her eyes were full of disbelief, and she whispered: "What kind of evil spell have you been possessed by?"

Taoist Banshan lowered his head, his messy hair fluttering in front of his face, and sighed longly. His whole body became much more rickety.

"He's right."

"you?!"
To be continued...