Bang bang bang bang...

It seemed that someone was holding a small hammer and constantly hitting the demons' armor. The frequency gradually increased, and the hearts of the demons also jumped more and more violently, almost about to jump out of their chests.

The knocking sound suddenly stopped, and a mute sound came from the demon armor, as if the parts of the armor were colliding with each other, or as if they were in some language.

Most ordinary demons have knelt down, while the spirit demons and a small number of demons are inexplicable. They are monsters, but they cannot understand the demon words.

Soon, human language came from the armor, and it was still a sound like a metal impact, and all the demon clans and Yang Qingyin could understand it.

"Your masters have awakened, slaves, come and pay homage."

Obviously, the content spoken by Kayi in different languages ​​is not exactly the same. The demon clan language is longer and the human language is the shortest.

There were also several ordinary demons whose legs were trembling, and they immediately knelt down when they heard this order. The spirit demons did not like human shapes, and they all maintained their original animal form. Some knelt down their front legs with difficulty, while others were hesitant, especially the more than thirty flying tribes with wings. They could not kneel down, and at most they lay on the ground like sleeping or hatching eggs.

"Slaves, come and pay homage." Arya repeated in human language.

So most of the spirit demons knelt down, the Liucai King Bird lay on the ground, put away the gorgeous tail screen to show humility.

There were more than a dozen spirit demons who did not kneel, all of them were brocade-tailed horses and sandal sheep. They all looked at Prince Jin.

King Jin did not move, and his four slender and elegant legs were still straight. Although he suffered from the pain of ice and snow, his maroon hair was still as smooth as a forged, and the brocade tail that was almost mopping the floor was not even a bit decadent.

Yang Qingyin held her forehead with her right hand. She remembered many things, but these memories were lying in her mind like foreign objects. She could see clearly, but she didn't feel that they belonged to her, and she did not produce corresponding emotions, which made her headache even more severe.

She had to do something to relieve the pain, "King Jin. Is this your purpose in going deep into the land of demons? Leave Qi Wushang and find a new master for the Spirit Demon?"

King Jin did not say anything. Old Tanyang, who was standing beside him, said: "What is Qi Wushang? It's hard to protect yourself. In the end, it's not destroyed by Taoist priests? The demons are different. They have the power that is not weaker than Taoist priests."

"Since that's the case, it's better to go to the Taoist throne." Yang Qingyin's anger rose. She was not good at persuasion and flew into the air again. "You are spiritual monsters transformed from spirit beasts. Are you used to being raised and unable to survive without finding a master?"

This sentence offended all the spirit demons. The demons scolded them all over the place, and some spirit demons who had already kneeled down stood up again.

King Jin raised his front half high and fell heavily, and his hooves made a dull sound. He stopped the noise of the spirit demon, and then looked up at Yang Qingyin, "Humanity. Don't treat us as ignorant beasts, we have our own choice."

Yang Qingyin snorted and flew outside the demon group. She would never kneel down to a demon armor. Moreover, the headache was too serious and she didn't want to show it in public.

King Jin looked at the Spirit Demon Clan. "Don't rush to kneel down, this demon clan is alive or dead, and he doesn't know who is talking."

As soon as Jin Wang reminded him, the demons reacted. The demon armor just moved slightly, and then kept stiff. He did not make any move in the face of Yang Qingyin's disrespect.

Not only the spirit demons, but also the ordinary demons stood up one after another, and the beast demons scratched their heads, "Yes, who are we kneeling against?"

There were only ten monsters left, kneeling on the snow and refused to get up. They panicked and said to the other monsters: "Are you crazy? Do you dare to disrespect the demons? Even if he is dead, he can still..."

A bang sound came from the breastplate, and after that, it continued to ring slowly. The demons held their breath until they could no longer hold it in, and then continued to argue whether the demons were alive or dead, whether they should kneel down to him, and whether they should save him.

Not only the spirit demons were talking about it, but ordinary demons also participated. Although they were prisoners, they had long regarded themselves as part of the spirit demons, and only felt alert when they wanted to seize the demon pill.

"Tear down the armor and see what's going on with the demons inside. If he is not dead, let's be the boss and become the demon king. If he dies, let's see what the hell is talking." Lao Chu was the most courageous and loud, but he just suggested that he would not dare to walk over.

"Let's bury him first, I think... it's not very stable." More demons were afraid and would rather have nothing happened.

The birth of the spirit demon was too short, and in just a few years, he had very little contact with ordinary demon clans, so he did not have so much awe of the demon clans. They just felt that this was an opportunity to get rid of the pain of transforming demons and save their lives, so they gave the decision to King Jin completely.

Old Tanyang walked to King Jin, "King Jin, you decide, two hundred spiritual demons, you are the king, and you are the one who handed your life and future into your hands."

The young King Jin was better at charging into battle than making a choice at critical moments. He raised his front hooves and stepped heavily on the snow. The noise of the demon clan stopped, but the banging sound in the armor was still ringing slowly, like a kind of contempt for King Jin.

King Jin raised his horse's head, and after a while he decided to fly up and rise to a height level with his helmet, and said in an overly majestic tone: "Demons, please explain your origin. The world has changed tremendously, which may be completely different from your imagination."

The pure black armor refused to speak, but made a thump from the breastplate.

King Jin did not lift the mask on his helmet, but lowered the height and slowly approached the breastplate. The demons looked at him intently, as if a group of teenagers were watching his bold companions poking hornet's nests. Many demons were ready to escape or kneel down and beg for mercy.

The demons have been defeated for more than 100,000 years, but their influence among ordinary demons has never disappeared. Fear and hope are intertwined. The demons can no longer explain the difference between the two, so they can only wait quietly.

King Jin put his ear on his chest. His appearance was a majestic maroon brocade horse. He was taller than ordinary horses, and even the most majestic among his kind. However, compared with the demons who were more than three meters tall, he was no different from a domestic dog.

The banging sound did not change at all. King Jin could not hear more information. He was about to leave, but heard a loud bang.

The loud noise came too suddenly and in time.

More than 400 monsters, from the Jin King in the air to the group of monsters on the ground, from the confused spiritual demons to the nervous ordinary demons. They all waited for something to happen with a heart to wait for something to happen when things really happened. Instinct dominated everything, and reason was thrown out of the sky. Many demon tribes' reactions were different from what they had thought in advance.

King Jin flew up more than ten feet, and two balls of fire spurted out of his nostrils. But nothing hit, and then he flew out more than a hundred steps before turning around.

His courage was the greatest, and the monsters on the ground were in trouble. The monsters who were about to kneel turned around and ran away. The monsters who were about to escape were slumped on the snow. The human-shaped demons ran towards the nearby snow house like cats and dogs, or dug holes on the ground and drilled hard. The spirit monsters who kept the beast-shaped stood up like humans, some fell to the ground. Some flapped their wings desperately, but their feet could not get half an inch away from the ground.

It was the first time that the beast demon Lao Chong realized that he was not as brave as he imagined, because he sat down on the ground and suppressed a half demon and couldn't stand up at all.

All the monsters were screaming and crying. Some monsters even inserted their heads into the snow, and their bodies left outside were shaking.

The spirit demons were not so awe of the demons, but under the influence of ordinary demons, they also lost their composure. The old Tanyang sheep sat on the ground and made a series of bleating. Even the human language was forgotten.

It was not until a burst of inappropriate laughter sounded and lasted for a long time that the demons slowly returned to normal. Even the demons who secretly vowed not to look up would break out of the snow, wiped off the snow blocks on their faces, and looked at the heads of the demons' armor with the other demons.

The female Taoist priest stood on it and laughed loudly, holding a magic sword in his right hand and a shield-sized mask in his left hand - the face of the demon clan was fully exposed.

It was a huge face that was very similar to humans, with facial features like cut by a knife and axe, long eyes, straight nose bridge, and a line of lips, revealing the full kingly majesty, but the complexion was too pale, probably because it had been frozen under the ice and snow for too long.

Everyone did not react for a moment and just glanced back and forth on the two faces of the Taoist priest and the demon clan.

Yang Qingyin stopped laughing, "You cowards, I just fired a ball of fire, which scared you like this."

It turned out that the bang was not from the demon armor, but the sound of a fireball hitting the mask. The demons were staring at the Jin King on the breastplate. The fireball came quickly, and no one noticed it.

"It's you!" King Jin, who was a hundred steps away, was extremely angry. It was not because Yang Qingyin was good at making suggestions, but because he had accidentally revealed his timidity just now.

"It's me!" Yang Qingyin said with her head raised.

The demons were stunned again. They had been together with Yang Qingyin for not a short time. They always thought that this was a taciturn human woman who was determined to transform into a demon. Suddenly, seeing her calling her "my mother" so arrogantly, they felt that the change was too big.

"You, are you insane?" Old Tanyang finally stood up from the snow and could speak human language again. He was as angry as King Jin, and he heard about Taoist priests who were insane.

Yang Qingyin's head no longer hurts, all the memories returned to her mind, and the void in her heart was filled.

Mu Xingqiu.

She remembered this name and his appearance, but her heart was as calm as water, without any turmoil. She thought that she would not be tied to any man, and would never be.

"If you want to kneel down so much, just kneel down to me, there is no need to bow to a piece of wood."

Yang Qingyin waved the magic sword and slashed at the face of the demons amid the eyes and exclamations of the demons.

Puff, the forehead hit by the sword tip, the group of monsters had experience in killing, and could hear it clearly. This was definitely not the sound of weapons colliding with bones.

"Is this carved from wood?" King Jin temporarily forgot his anger and flew closer to check carefully. The lifelike face was indeed wood.

"Where is the real demon clan?" asked Lao Tanyang.

"Why did the demons carve out the appearance of humans?" Lao Chang asked.

"You'll know if you take it apart." Yang Qingyin didn't care so much. She took back the magic sword and circled around the armor from top to bottom, or cast spells or pulled hard, and took off all the parts of the armor one by one and threw them on the ground.

Many monsters felt that it was inappropriate, but none of them dared to stop them. Their awe for the demons was slowly shifting to the female Taoist priest.

Yang Qingyin had removed the shoulder armor, arm armor and hand armor. She was about to pull off the entire breast armor to see what was pounding inside, but suddenly she felt something was wrong and rose to a high altitude and looked around with her eyes.

"Ha, we have guests, and there are still many."

At least five demon soldiers are approaching the spirit demon camp.

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