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In the pitch-black main hall, a pair of cold and devilish eyes suddenly opened. The corner of his lips curled up. "It seems like a few little mice have snuck in …"

Luo Qingdeng who was kneeling by the side stood up, "I will settle this."

"Wait."

Feng Lingjue smiled with interest, "Let them in, I would like to see what they want to do."

"Yes."

Luo Qingdeng replied, and then withdrew himself.

"There seems to be an acquaintance?"

Feng Ling Jue laughed, and then slowly closed his eyes. At the moment he closed them, blood-red peach blossoms seemed to bloom in his eyes.

Speaking of which, that group of people had already stealthily entered the Devil Domain.

The visibility of the Devilish Qi was very low. Rong Ling and the rest secretly formed a seal with their eyes so they could see the path ahead. With the Devil Soldiers patrolling, they immediately hid behind a large tree.

It has to be said that although these men and women were young, they were all very agile and had excellent spells. After knocking out a few Devil Soldiers, they were puzzled, "Where do we go now? Where is the Devil Monarch? "

"Let me do it, the Eight Diagrams Sect's Arcanum Seeking Technique does not sound nice."

Wen Yu rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. Everyone opened up a path and Wen Yu took out a cyan colored longsword from his waist and placed it on the ground. Then, he sat down cross-legged behind the sword and slowly closed his eyes.

He muttered a few words to himself as celestial spiritual energy surrounded his sword. The sword was also slowly raised by the celestial spiritual energy as it floated in the air. The sword slowly pointed toward the front.

Wen Yu stood up and sheathed his sword back into its sheath. With a sharp look in his eyes, he said, "Right ahead, let's go."

Rong Ling curled his lips, and then followed the group to the front.

Although there were many Devil Soldiers along the way, for some reason, they were unable to stop Wen Yu and the others as they charged all the way to the Devil Hall s gate.

Rong Ling laughed, his laughter was like a bell, both hands on his waist, "Look, this Devil Domain person cannot be a piece of trash."

"Be careful."

The white-clothed man reminded. Even though he said that, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"What are you afraid of? Since my men are so useless, then this Devil Monarch must not be much better. Let me properly remove this Great Devil from the face of the Six Realms! "

With that, Rong Ling walked forward and kicked the door of the hall open.

"How reckless."

On the roof, a wisp of green clothes stood against the wind. Looking at the gloomy moonlight in the sky, he couldn't help but squint his eyes. Why did the lord want to see these people?

The current Feng Lingjue was simply too unfathomable. Even he was unable to see through him.

Screech ~

A voice slowly rang out, and the door to the great hall was kicked open. It was pitch black inside, making it difficult to see anything clearly.

Rong Ling walked in with large strides, but the white clothed man did not stop her in time. Seeing that she had entered, the rest gritted their teeth and walked in as well, unwilling to be outdone.

"It's so dark here, is the Great Devil really here? Wen Yu, did you get something wrong with your Arcanum Seeking Technique? "

Rong Ling muttered.

"How is this possible? The Devilish Qi are flourishing here, so there is no doubt about it. "

Wen Yu hurriedly said.

"Stop arguing."

Someone took out a fire piston and blew lightly on it. At this moment, there was finally a trace of light, and only now did they clearly see the appearance of this large hall.

At this moment, they slowly moved the fire piston forward, only to see a red-clothed man leaning on the great hall. His eyes were tightly shut, and he was incomparably handsome.

They gasped. Why didn't they notice this person when they came in?

The people present were all experts from various sects, and were even experts in Immortal Realm. It was impossible for them to not notice such a large living being under their eyes.

"Could this be the Demonic Cult's Devil Monarch?"

Someone asked in doubt. As he said this, he could not help but take out his sword, adopting a ready posture and retreating backwards vigilantly.

Everyone was silent as large droplets of cold sweat rolled down their foreheads.

"Yes."

The white clothed man broke through the deadlock and firmly stared at the collapsed red clothed man as he replied in a low voice. Even though his appearance was already different, his temperament definitely made one tremble with fear.

Looking at the red-clothed man in front of him, he couldn't help but think of that figure who had never knelt on the ground in such a miserable state before. Anger immediately welled up within his heart.

He did not expect that before the white clothed man could make his move, the pink clothed figure suddenly swept past his sight, and that arrogant and disdainful laughter sounded in the air, "Who cares who he is, anyway, he's not a good person when he's in Devil Domain."

"Be careful!"

Wen Yu suddenly felt that the Devilish Qi was flourishing and hurriedly warned her in shock.

"Wen Yu, you coward."

Rong Ling turned around and cursed out loud. All of a sudden, she felt a gust of cold air rush towards her face, her movements froze, as if there was an invisible wall in front of her that was blocking the attack, and the sword could not be pierced down at all. Rong Ling looked to the front, just in time to see a pair of eyes that was slowly opening, beautiful, beautiful, profound, as though they were the starry sky of Hanhai.

Rong Ling's pupils constricted and he was hit by an invisible air force that caused his entire body to fly backwards. In the end, someone caught him and he was barely able to stop his steps.

The hall suddenly became bright as everyone looked at each other. At this moment, the red clothed man slowly walked down with an expressionless face. He stood up, tall and straight, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

"My Devil Hall is really lively today."

Feng Ling Jue suddenly laughed, his smile causing everyone to be shocked. Hearing him call himself, he must be the infamous Demon Flower Holy Monarch's Demonic Cult Devil Monarch.

"Not good, there's an ambush. Retreat first."

It was unknown who shouted all over, but just as they were about to leave the hall, the door of the hall was suddenly slammed shut.

"Kids, it's not that I need to set up an ambush, it's just that I want to play with you guys because I'm very interested in your lives."

Feng Lingju smiled. He clearly looked harmless, but it caused others to feel a chill run down their spines.

"Damn it!"

Suddenly, a white figure flew out from the crowd, approaching Feng Lingjue with a cold expression. He narrowed his eyes, gently grabbed the hand holding the sword, and pulled it forward. When he saw the sword clearly, Feng Lingjue smiled, and raised his head, that devilish face was so captivating, "So it's you."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]