(God's Perspective)

The coronation ceremony of the Demon Lord is extremely lively. The arrival of the Demon Lord is now crowned by the demon king waiting for their borders - Yun Qishen.

With the sound of several thunder drums being beaten, a man dressed in costume came to the crowning stage under the support of the three demon envoys.

After the man climbed to the crowning platform, the thunder drum beat three more times.

Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-

Three sounds deafening, and the whole audience was silent.

Yun Qishen, wearing a generous dress, looked serious and serious. Yun Qishen approached the blood pool of the crowning platform and used the sacrificial sword to cut a long knife edge in his palm. The black blood soon overflowed from the subtle knife edge in his hand.

Yun Qishen stretched his hand towards the blood pool, and the black blood dripped drop after drop.

It is said to be a blood pool, but the water in it is very clear. It was not until Yun Qishen dripped his black blood into it that the water in the blood pool turned into a black and red color.

All the demon envoys present according to the following ritual will be distributed to the next bowl of blood pool water.

After Yun Qishen stopped bleeding, he used his other hand to slide the knife wound on his hand, and the knife wound disappeared instantly.

But before all the demons drink the blood pool water, Yun Qishen needs to say something.

Although Yun Qishen thought these words were very second-class, he cleared his throat and spoke.

"Who is the king?"

Yun Qishen felt that he had suddenly taken a lot of words... He looked at Lai with some guilt.

Lai A stared at him, it was useless to teach you!

Yun Qishen had no choice but to find a way to alleviate this embarrassment.

"Why is a king? The king is established as heaven! The glory of the country is glorious! Who is the king! Who is the king! Who is the heart of everyone in the world! Who is the king! Who is the king? Who is the king? Who is the king?"

Oh my god, it’s easier to memorize than ancient Chinese... Yun Qishen was holding a cold sweat, it was not that complicated before.

"Demon Lord!"

The crowds in the audience were in unison, with great momentum.

"Why are you?"

It’s easy to talk about later, I’m familiar with it later!

If it weren't for the coronation ceremony being held, Lai Azhen would like to call him.

Tatum could naturally see Yun Qishen's thoughts at this time. This man was serious and sentimental and like a fool.

"We are ministers!"

Another huge response.

Yun Qi took a deep breath, "I am a king! You are a minister! What are the king and the minister?"

In such a formal scene, Yun Qishen kept thinking about the lines. Why are you so angry?

"The king lets his minister die, but his ministers and others die! "

If this was put in the past, Yun Qishen would definitely stand up and say something. Life is yours, not mine! Although I am the Demon Lord, I can't care about your life! All you have to do is to live on your own.

That must be said, Lai A was still observing Yun Qishen's reaction. He should not forget the words and let the demons laugh at them. Even if they forget, don't say the wrong thing... I thank God for the sweet and sour tenderloin!

"Why are you?"

He asked Yun Qishen again with great momentum.

"You are the country! Your king is in the country! Your king dies and your country remains! Your king is sad!" Yun Qishen thought that he should have recited it correctly.

Although Yun Qishen looked arrogant and domineering, he was extremely nervous inside.

"The king died and his ministers died!" All the demons under the crowned arena

The devil entourage bowed and raised it over his head with the pool of blood in his hands.

Finally the last two words! So nervous!

"Ministry and ministers!" Yun Qishen's voice was deliberately lowered, making the voice sound more domineering.

"One heart!"

Everyone drank the blood pool water, and Yun Qishen and the three demon envoys each picked up a bowl and drank it in.

Then bang-

Before Yun Qishen finished drinking, he thought that one day he could drink water mixed with his blood, so he drank it a little hesitantly. As a result, the continuous sound of the bowl shattering scared Yun Qishen almost vomited out.

As a result, when he saw that everyone in the stands smashed the bowl to the ground, he thought to himself, is this... bandit's nest... the king overcame the tiger???

Then Lai'a finished drinking and broke the bowl.

Yun Qishen had no choice but to do it. The process he knew seemed to be without this step...

In fact, no one knew that among the demons present, there was only one who accidentally smashed the bowl without holding it.

But some people actually thought that this was part of the ceremony and threw the bowl.

Then people kept throwing the bowl. The demon who first felled the bowl thought he had done it right by mistake and was no longer worried.

Didn't Tatum know that there was such a link? He saw Yun Qishen throwing the bowl too, let's fall... Anyway, there was no loss.

Bang! He threw the bowl too.

From then on, the bowl-smashing became part of the process of the coronation ceremony of the Demon Lord of the Xinjiang Kingdom.

After throwing the bowl, all the demons and demons picked up their fists and saluted again.

"Expand my country and protect our country! The Demon Lord is above, and the world is in the bag!"

It's this sentence again... Yun Qishen believes that there is really nothing new.

It feels different from what I felt directly on the Lingbing platform before, but the people below said the same thing... Alas~ It depends on their wishes.

But this sentence changed after not long after being shouted, and it became something that moved by Shangyun Qishen.

"The Demon Lord of the Frontier! Nothing else is left to you! Welcome the Demon Lord - Yun Qishen!"

"There is nothing else to give up!"

"Welcome the Demon Lord—Yun Qishen!"

Then a small ball of black gas rose above the head of each demon envoy, and then rushed towards Yun Qishen. These small balls of black gas continued to enter Yun Qishen's body.

The people in the audience did not stop slogans.

Yun Qishen on the stage suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Lai Ah, Tatum and the Chief Evil Demon cast a spell to set up a barrier.

Yun Qishen then remembered the spell that Taki Yunhua gave him.

Sure enough, after chanting the mantra, my body felt less uncomfortable.

Then Yun Qishen found a layer of white smoke wrapped around his wrist, and then the layer of smoke emitted a dazzling light.

The demon envoys gathered their strength and then passed it to Yun Qishen.

Just after the last power was absorbed by Yun Qishen, the white mist on Yun Qishen's wrist emitted a more dazzling light.

A black barrier formed from Yunqi's deep body and then bounced open, then wrapped around the entire border.

It was also because of a powerful barrier impact here that the demon soldier sealed on the crowning platform was untied.

This time, the demon soldiers who came out from it were not those who were transformed by ordinary people, but those who were transformed by demons.

That's really a bad thing to ask about Qian Yao, and I like to watch oneself killing each other.

But Yun Qishen is now different from the past.

He was the king, and you were the ministers.

A minister is the king's weapon.

Yun Qishen smiled at the silver wrist guards with white light on his wrist and then waved his hand domineeringly.

"How to break the rebels!"

When Yun Qishen said this, the three demon envoys Lai A and the others were ready to take action at any time.

The demon envoy in the audience answered in unison without hesitation.

The momentum shook the sky.
Chapter completed!