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He raised his head and looked at the bright and boundless moonlight as his heart was filled with monstrous rage.

At this time tomorrow night, Ruo Lan will become the Emperor's bride. She will become someone else's woman.

Whenever he thought of this, his heart would be filled with the pain of a dull knife slicing through flesh. That pain even caused his eyes to turn red.

A few drunken rogues passed by him, looking at his ragged clothes covered in blood. They thought he was just a little rogue, and when one of them saw the crescent blade in his hand, he went forward to snatch it.

"You're courting death!"

Jun Wu You snorted coldly and lifted the man's neck with one hand, as easily as an eagle picking up a chick.

No matter how weak he was, he was still a Demon Lord. Dealing with a mere mortal was as easy as crushing an ant to death.

Seeing the fear in that person's eyes, he suddenly lost his killing intent.

"Scram!"

As if throwing away trash, the person was thrown back five to six meters before landing on the ground. With a cracking sound, the person was dislocated.

The man didn't even dare to make a sound. Jun Wu You's entire body was emitting a strong killing intent in an instant, freezing the surrounding air. This man was the reincarnation of the god of death.

Who dared to provoke him again? The rest of the hooligans hurried forward, supported that person up, and ran away like a wisp of smoke.

Jun Wu You gazed at his large hands and muttered: "Lan'er, you don't like me to kill people, right? "For you, I won't kill any innocent people, as long as you don't get angry …"

Do you want me to leave?

Do you want to marry the Emperor?

Oh no, no, I should understand you.

You just have to marry the Emperor.

You say that that is the arrangement of fate?

No, I will not give in to fate!

Power. I want strength. I need strength!

A trace of determination flashed through Jun Wu Yi's black eyes as he withdrew the crescent blade in his hand. Like a gust of wind, it disappeared from the capital.

He had to return, return to the demon race's underground palace.

To regain control over the demon race and obtain limitless power, only then would he be able to resist this damned secular rule!

But he'd forgotten that he was seriously injured.

Not long after he returned to the Demon race's underground palace, he heard Jun Wu Yao asking for an audience.

"What is it?" Jun Wu You did not open the Spirit Formation door, he knew, that this big brother of his was even more terrifying than the enemy.

"Can't you just have a chat with your little brother?" Jun Wu Yao's voice came from outside the enchantment tunnel, carrying a leisurely and lazy smile.

Jun Wu You sneered, and replied expressionlessly: "I have nothing to talk about with you."

"Is that so? Then let's get down to business. I heard that the little girl is getting married tomorrow. Do you know that tomorrow night, once she breaks, the divine beads in her body will no longer have that powerful divine power to help us remove the seal? "

Jun Wu Yao's voice still contained a smile.

Jun Wu You's heart sank as he heard this. He couldn't help but open the gate to the barrier. He stared at Jun Wu Yao and asked coldly: "So, what do you want to do?"

"Naturally, it is to obtain the divine bead within her body. If you don't make a move now, it will be too late, won't it? " Jun Wu Yao spread out his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Jun Wu Yi was silent for a moment, and then decided to lie, "I've already been there, and she has the blessing of the god race, so I'm unable to obtain the divine beads from her body. If I remember correctly, you were severely injured the last time you went, weren't you? "

Jun Wu Yao's smile disappeared when he mentioned this matter, and his expression became gloomy and unsightly.

He lightly looked at the several great demon generals behind him, and Jun Wu Yao sternly said: "No matter how strong they are, I believe that if we attack together, we will have a chance of success. "Why, don't you want to go with me, brother?"

Jun Wu You was extremely surprised, his black eyes swept across the surroundings, and then he noticed the six Demon Generals following him behind Jun Wu Yao, as if they were looking at their own deaths.

From the looks of it, they were planning to follow Jun Wu Yao to the Imperial Palace and forcibly seize the divine bead from Ruo Lan's body?

No, no.

No matter how strong the Imperial Advisor was, it was impossible to guarantee that he would be able to deal with the seven Demon Generals led by Jun Wu Yao alone.

Jun Wu Yi's heart moved, and he said: "This matter, I have said, I will take care of it. "Big brother, you don't have to trouble yourself. You can leave."

"If you don't want to go, then we will go. This is for the sake of our demon race's revival." As the Demon Lord, do you not care about your own people? "

Jun Wu Yao's brows rose as he coldly ridiculed Jun Wu Yi. As he said those words, the expression of the six Demon Generals behind him grew even colder.

The Demon Lord? He, the Demon Lord, had long since lost his reputation and authority. Why not take the opportunity to let them know who the real Demon Lord was?

"Since you know who the Demon Lord is, then you should know to listen to this sovereign's orders. I command you, all of you go back and stay put! "

Jun Wu You spoke slowly and solemnly.

These six Demon Generals were the most courageous and capable generals of his father during the great battle a thousand years ago. He wasn't willing to easily offend them.

However, if those six people became his elder brother's trusted aides and insisted on taking the Divine Beads in Ruo Lan's body, they would not be able to keep them.

As soon as Jun Wu You finished speaking, the six Demon Generals looked at him in unison, as if they were waiting for his orders.

Jun Wu Yao laughed sinisterly as he lifted his light purple hair and played with it, casually saying: "Jun Wu You, don't forget, even though father was passed down to you, the one who led the demons to fight against the Buddha World was me. Over the past thousand years, I have striven my best to remove their seal, and you, what have you done for the Demon race? "

Jun Wu You held the crescent moon blade tightly in his hand; it seemed that he was going to tear off all decorum today.

Jun Wu Yao shook his sleeves as he used his magic to shatter Jun Wu You's door, and said in a stern voice: "And now, you keep preventing us from obtaining the God's Pearl. Jun Wu You, are you still worthy of being the Demon Lord?"

Jun Wu You's eyes remained impassive as he looked at the broken magic barrier in front of him. He slowly raised his crescent moon blade and said coldly: "Since you do not respect me, the Demon Lord, why do you need to talk so much?"

"Alright, since you're the one that's taking the initiative to fight, then don't say big brother is bullying small brother. Come!"

Jun Wu Yao gave an arrogant smile, stepped out, and flew into the wide passage.

Fighting with his younger brother in a fair and proper battle to obtain the real Demon Lord was exactly the result he wanted.

Jun Wu You snorted coldly, his robe fluttered in the wind, a crescent moon blade appeared in his hand, and he chased after Jun Wu Yao.

The six Demon Generals followed him together. When the other Demon Soldiers heard this, they also came to watch.

Even if they had different opinions about the competition between these two brothers, they wouldn't stop them at this point.

Whoever was strong was the Demon Lord. This was the demon's rule.

In terms of their magic power, they were on par with each other, but Jun Wu Yi was severely injured, and Jun Wu Yao was almost completely healed. This match had just begun, and Jun Wu Yi was going to lose without a doubt.

However, he didn't know what was supporting him. Even though he had been torn apart by Jun Wu Yao time and time again, he still wasn't willing to give up.

The battle went on for a day and a night, and in the end, it was almost as if Jun Wu Yi was being beaten, but he gritted his teeth and refused to give up.

When the Demon Soldier Demon Generals saw this, they could not help but shake their heads and could not bear to look.

In the end, he was still a blood brother. There was no need for him to be so cruel to each other.

Furthermore, Jun Wu Yi clearly had no actual combat experience, nor did he have the ability to lead troops into battle, so why did he have to occupy the Demon Lord's position and not let him go? Since he had already lost, he might as well admit defeat. If he admitted defeat, Jun Wu Yao wouldn't do anything to him.

Even those Demon Soldier Demon Generals who had supported Jun Wu Yi had their hearts quietly changed when they saw this battle.

Only with capable leaders would there come a day when he would be able to stand up for himself. Compared to his older brother Jun Wu Yao, Jun Wu You was just too weak.

Jun Wu Yi tore Jun Wu Yao's body into two again, and under the stares of the Demon Soldiers, he smiled sinisterly, and crooked his finger at Jun Wu Yao's broken body, "Do you still want to come back?"

He clearly had the opportunity to kill Jun Wu Yao, but he couldn't do so in public. Killing his own brother in front of everyone's eyes would be too unpopular.

He hated Jun Wu You. How could this guy, who had been hiding since birth, be qualified to become the Demon Lord!

Only by bullying him and insulting him in front of the crowd would Jun Wu Yao's hatred towards him be extinguished!

Jun Wu You's body was once again slowly taking human form in the black fog. His recovery time was getting longer and longer, and this was also to say that he was losing more and more of his magic power.

"Your Majesty, don't fight anymore, don't fight …" Among the demon soldiers, Thousandleaf was covering his tears and did not dare to look. It was a pity that her voice could not be heard.

Li Qianqiu stood by her side, quietly watching, not saying a word.

"Your highness is the real Demon Lord! His magic was the purest, and only he could lead the demons to the light! Why can't they see it? Why?! "

Qian Ye screamed in pain, but no one else could hear her. Only Li Qianqiu glanced at her and said helplessly, "Don't be silly. Look at these people, do you think they will care about the future of the demon race?"

The only thing they cared about was their fury, as well as the hatred they had been sealed away for a thousand years.

These people only wanted revenge. They didn't care at all whether the entire demon race would be destroyed because of revenge.

Thousandleaf wiped away the tears on his face. Seeing the excited Demon Soldiers, he had no choice but to agree with Li Qianqiu's words.

In their hearts, there was only fanatical worship of absolute magic!

They did not care who had the qualifications to be the Demon Lord, nor did they care about the future of the demon race, nor did they care about the life and death of Jun Wu Yi.

But she cared!

"NO!" "I'm going to find her …"

A bright light suddenly shot out of Thousandleaf's cold eyes. His body flashed and he disappeared from the Demon General's sight.

Li Qianqiu gazed at her departing figure, shaking his head.

Although he knew what she was going to do, he could not stop her. He also did not want to stop her.

After all, he still remembered what the Old Demon Lord had told him that year. Although he loved Hua Ruo Lan, Jun Wu Zhi was the only one he was truly loyal to.

In the Demon race's underground palace, the fierce battle between Jun Wu Yi and Jun Wu Yao, or more accurately, the one-sided beating, was still in progress …

At the same time, in the royal palace of the Ye Country, a red light hung high up in the sky. Ten miles of red makeup, large red letters of celebration, red paper cuttings of dragons and phoenixes as well as the sounds of firecrackers and the ringing of ceremonial bells.