Chapter 1198: It's Nie Jiuque, and it's Jun Wuchen (1)

"If you want that human to live well, give me the end of the worship."

The patriarch's ruthless words came into Wen Xiaoai's ears.

There were hundreds of people in the hall, and she was the only one who could hear it, and the sense of despair doubled.

Wen Xiaoai's body trembled uncontrollably, and she bit her lower lip tightly, so that she didn't let her emotions go out of control and cry.

A faint smell of blood permeated his lips, and the bright red blood made his already red lips even redder.

Tears blurred her eyes, and the red Xipa in front of her pierced her eyes.

After this worship, she has really become someone else's rightful wife.

knew that there was no turning point for the better, but Wen Xiaoai still couldn't convince herself, and her body was so honest that she didn't listen to it.

Ye Qi slowly closed his eyes, buried all the emotions in his eyes into his heart, and still maintained the posture of worship, motionless.

"What the hell is going on?"

"What's the matter with the little princess?"

"Why don't you worship?"

Xi Niang was also a little confused for a while, so she could only shout again: "Worship heaven and earth." ”

“……”

"Looks like you don't care if that human lives or dies."

The patriarch's ruthless words came into his ears again, and Wen Xiaoai almost blurted out the word "no".

She bit her broken lip and whimpered silently, her body shaking even harder.

Finally, he closed his eyes in resignation and shed two lines of tears.

Be prepared to bend down and salute.

Seeing this, Xi Niang hurriedly shouted again:

"Husband and wife worship each other."

The patriarch saw that Wen Xiaoai finally made a move, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the wind and clouds outside the hall suddenly changed, the dark clouds pressed down, and the originally bright sky quickly darkened, and it was as dark as evening.

The majestic demonic qi swept in with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and even the wind was a little colder than before.

The expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

"What's going on?"

"Demon Qi, it's a demon clan."

"The demons are here."

There was a commotion in the main hall.

When an elder who had lost a loved one heard this, he immediately stood up with a murderous face, and went straight to the door of the main hall with a murderous aura.

As the elder took the lead, the rest of the temple followed.

At the entrance of the main hall, there were many people in an instant.

Everyone walked outside and looked up, only to realize that the sky was darkening and not the clouds were overpowering.

The sky was full of demon soldiers.

Countless demon soldiers and blood ravens.

Occupying almost half of the sky on the roof of their main hall, it can be described as magnificent.

In this battle, the oppression of the people below was almost impossible to raise their heads.

"It's Mo Yu, Qin Ming, Heguayue, and the Thirteen Banners."

Someone recognized the leaders with sharp eyes.

The three protectors of the demon world, and the thirteen flags that rarely appear.

Except for Zuo Yan, they are all here.

It seems that today, their cat demon clan can't escape.

The black shadow of the Dao Dao passed in front of them, and before they could react, the three major protectors of the Demon Realm and the Thirteen Banners were already standing on the opposite side of them only ten zhang away.

And tens of thousands of demon soldiers are still in the air.

Goodbye demon people, everyone is afraid and hateful.

"Devil, you have lost your conscience and done a lot of evil, and you dare to appear." Elder Li, who had lost his loved ones and had been ruined by Zuo Yan, scolded angrily at that time.

"Zuo Yan, what about the traitor? Are you hiding in the shadows again and trying to ambush us? Let him come out, and I will avenge my father. A young man stepped forward, his sword pointed at them, his eyes filled with hatred.