The moment he saw the Great Bird Demon Lord, Yan Jun felt a sense of guilt.

The figure sitting cross-legged on the Chi River was covered with blood in his eyes and looked extremely tired. He must have been trapped before the threshold of breaking the realm and could not break through for a long time.

For Zhuque City, my brother was trapped in the underground lotus realm for several years.

The rumors outside that their brother was betrayed by the enemy was ridiculous!

Just now, there was still a wave in my heart... Yan Jun felt ashamed and wanted to slap himself in the face.

He came to the Lotus Realm Formation Pattern, tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and explained: "Brother, I've disturbed you from seclusion. There has been no movement in the Lotus Realm for a long time, and I'm really worried."

In the boiling flames of the river, Ning Yi slowly stood up.

He smiled and said, "It's okay."

After pausing, Ning Yi said in a dim voice: "I still failed to break the bottleneck this time. I just felt exhausted and tired... I don't know if there is still a chance to see it in this life as a demon saint?"

After saying that, he laughed at himself and let the flames of the river fall on his body, causing wisps of fire to burst out.

Ning Yi was originally worried that Yan Jun was a cunning and scheming person. Now, this kid is consistent in his appearance and is quite sincere, far less cunning than his brother.

Yan Jun’s face and expression floating outside the lotus realm were all captured by Ning Yi’s divine thoughts, and he saw it in his heart.

The scene of sitting in the waves of the Chi River and being scalded by the fire in the ground was Ning Yi deliberately done it. No one would have thought that the "Big Bird Demon Lord" sitting in the lotus realm was actually a human practitioner.

really.

When Yan Jun saw the scene of Chihe, he was secretly shocked.

The fire in the lotus realm is so hot that I dare not get close to me.

I am worthy of being my brother...

Yan Jun sighed: "What stupid words are you saying? This time you retreat, your physical realm has improved a little more, and the realm of the Demon Saint... seems not far away."

"By the way, brother."

Yan Jun took out a square paper slate with black gold paint from his arms.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes.

This black and gold paper silhouette exudes a familiar demonic aura.

Ning Yi remained silent and said softly: "Is this sent from the Dragon Emperor Palace?"

"yes."

Yan Jun lowered his voice, feeling a little complicated, and said, "Brother, you have been in seclusion for the past few days. The Western Demon Realm has changed suddenly. Mustard Mountain fights. The Dragon Emperor Palace retreats again and again. The situation on the chessboard has become crushing... The Eastern Demon Realm is aggressive, but His Majesty never shows up."

"There are rumors everywhere, saying that Your Majesty has encountered an unexpected accident..."

"The time has come for the Demonic Celebration in the Northern Region. This is the book sent by Lord Zihuang." Yan Jun said respectfully: "It is a time of turmoil. If you don't leave the gate again, I'm afraid that Zhuque City will also be inappropriate."

Ning Yi pondered silently, but a bright light appeared in his eyes.

When Yan Jun said this, he already understood what was going on.

The forces of the Dragon Emperor Palace are spread throughout the demon clan.

In the Northern Region, it was made into a solid piece by the old lame man.

Several demon saints under the Dragon Emperor's command each control one demon domain, and within the Northern Territory, they are vaguely divided into several small forces... Zhuque City defected to the Zihuang Demon Saint.

This demon throne conference should be a conference for the right to speak.

The demon saint is high and has a great power with similar realms, so he will not end up in person. This is really too bad. And the so-called demon throne competitions naturally depend on the demon kings under his command.

"Brother is able to sit in the Lotus Realm Hanoi this time, and his body is undefeated. This state is really amazing."

Yan Jun exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "From my opinion, the people who were known as the undefeated demon king in the Northern Region in the past may not have reached this level of physical strength."

The Demon King is undefeated?

Ning Yi said in his heart... I guess the people Yan Jun refers to are those who have reached the limit of the "demon king"—

The White Bone City Lord under the command of the Demon Saint of Futu.

There is also the Demon King.

And the ancient prince of the "Nine Thousand Years" in Badu City.

Ning Yi shook his head and smiled humbly, "It's hard to say if you really want to meet him."

But I thought to myself that if I really want to meet, I am completely different from five years ago... Even if these three demon kings go together, I will only punch me!

One punch, all blows!

However, since I am the "Big Bird Demon Lord", I should restrain my arrogance.

Ning Yi took the invitation from the black gold, flipped his hands and said lightly: "When will the demon throne conference begin?"

"It's time to leave now." Yan Jun smiled and said, "Brother, please allow me to go with you... You have been in seclusion in the Lotus Realm over the years and don't know much about Zhuque City. If you meet Lord Zihuang, you will inevitably be plagued by trivial matters, and I can do my best for you."

This Yan Jun... is really devoted to the big bird.

Ning Yi's face was quiet, but he couldn't help but feel that fate was sarcastic. If he knew that his brother had already betrayed the Northern Region and defected to Jiezi Mountain, what would Yan Jun feel like?

He stood up and took a light step, left the long river of the lotus realm and came to Yan Jun.

In order not to expose his identity, Ning Yi concealed all the flying sword techniques and magical powers, and only showed his body spirit.

The immortal fate fruit in my arms is constantly trembling.

Zhu Guo heard a wailing divine thought, reluctant to leave: "My fortune, my blessing..."

Ning Yi said with a blank expression: "Why are you in a hurry? The master of the Lotus Realm has been killed by me. Are you still afraid that fate will run away?"

As soon as he heard the sentence that the master of the Lotus Realm was killed, Xianyuan Fruit immediately fell silent.

What happened when you fell asleep... It would be better not to provoke this killer.

The two walked along the way.

Yan Jun suddenly spoke and said, "Brother, there may be some unpleasant words in Zhuque City... If you hear it, you don't need to take it to heart."

"It's okay."

Ning Yi smiled faintly and said, "It was the time when the Northern Region was turbulent that I was in seclusion in the Lotus Realm for so long that they would inevitably feel suspicious."

Yan Jun submitted the letter, which was not a simple messaging. It must have been the urging of the Dragon Emperor Palace again and again, but Zhuque City was still not moving. The pressure was too great that this loyal younger brother could not resist it and came to the lotus realm.

In other words.

In the northern region, there is also suspected that the "Big Bird Demon Lord" has signs of betrayal.

When I walked out of the lotus realm, a bird suddenly sounded in my ears.

A Suzaku, who had just transformed, hurriedly landed at the exit of the Lotus Realm, turned into a human form, wearing a red armor, looking at Yan Jun and Ning Yi, and when his eyes touched the latter, he was obviously deeply stunned.

No one expected that the city lord would come out of seclusion.

"Why are you so panicked?" Yan Jun's face darkened and he scolded in a low voice.

"See Yan Jun, Lord City..." The Vermillion Bird Armored Guard looked into the distance, lowered his voice, and said, "A mysterious demon cultivator has come from the city lord's mansion, claiming to be the messenger of the Eastern Demon Realm, and wants to see..."

He looked at Ning Yi, and it was really hard to speak, and his face turned red.

This behavior made Yan Jun's expression suddenly cool.

"What do you mean? You can't say it in front of your brother?" He stared at the Suzaku Armor Guard coldly, "Just say it right."

"The envoy of the Eastern Demon Realm... called him to see Lord Yanjun." The Vermilion Bird Armored Guard spoke word by word.

These words made Yan Jun's expression even more ugly.

Daque was in seclusion, and he took charge of Zhuque City on behalf of him.

Now that the Northern Region is in turmoil, the Eastern Demon Region sends envoys to see him by name... The outside world says that the Daqiu wants to be a traitor to the Northern Region, and this matter is spread...

"I……"

Yan Jun was a little anxious, he was about to explain.

Ning Yi smiled and stretched out his hand, gently pressed Yan Jun's shoulder, and said, "Why do you need to explain? I believe you, let me meet this messenger together."

A warm current came into my heart.

Yan Jun's expression felt a little relieved.

Some words that are not trustworthy will not be explained clearly, and the more you describe them, the darker you become. Fortunately, my brother believes in him.

And on the other side.

Ning Yi's mood was extremely gloomy.

No one knew better than him that the envoy of the Eastern Demon Realm came to Zhuque City and asked for his name to meet Yan Jun... The real Big Demon Lord had surrendered to the enemy and died in Qingmingtian, the western frontier!

If this messenger had come earlier, he would have been in trouble at this moment.

Come to the city lord's mansion quickly.

In the main hall, a young man in golden robe sat upright, who was the messenger of the Eastern Demon Realm.

The war between the two domains has been on the rise for several years. Now it is a time of turmoil. Every move of Mustard Mountain is seen by the Northern Region.
To be continued...