The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 747 The direct disciple is the demon king (77)

  In the direction of Evil Man Mountain, a group of disciples from the Qianfeng Sect came.

   It was Mu Lan who led them here.

   I didn't expect this group of people to come here so soon, I thought they would need three or four days at the earliest.

  It's only the second day.

  Wicked Man Mountain is far away from the Demon Palace, coupled with the prohibition of the Demon Race, ordinary people cannot enter, so there is no need to worry about this group of people for the time being.

   It's time to worry about...another group of...

  The demon clansmen who sneaked into the magic palace secretly.

  Yesterday, when Yun Xian told them that the Mozun had been brought back, the group of Mozu people who watched the excitement left eagerly.

   Now I'm afraid you want to come to the Demon Palace to assassinate the Demon Lord and let the Demon Race reshuffle the cards?

   "Wow! Internal and external troubles! What can we do?" Yiyuan can directly enjoy Sang Jian's perspective, and what she sees, Yiyuan naturally sees too.

   "The group of people from the Qianfeng faction have feelings for you, so they rushed over so quickly."

   "The group of demons have been trying to usurp the throne for a long time. I heard that the demon king is now a waste, and they want to take advantage of his illness to kill him! They are also a group of ruthless people!"

   "What to do? Which side do you want to deal with first?"

  Actually, the guards in the magic palace can deal with this group of demons without Sang Jian.

  The key is that Sang Jian still has to guard Yunxian, and he can't leave here.

  In addition, the group of Qianfeng faction was aggressive, if they didn't go out to stop them, they would definitely fight at the entrance of the demons.

   No wonder Yun Xian couldn't wait to lift the seal.

  He may not have thought about these things before, but after Sang Jian brought them up, he has been planning them silently in his heart.

  Unfortunately, it is still a bit slow.

  Removing the seal can take at least three days and three nights, and at most ten days and ten nights. If any accident occurs in the middle, it is easy to explode and die.

   Especially since Yun Xian has not yet reached the age to lift the seal, the risk factor has doubled again.

   "Of course I'm guarding Yunxian."

  Sang Jian turned his gaze back to the underground palace without hesitation.

   There were a lot of people who sneaked into the magic palace, and they were quickly discovered by the guards.

   At this time, the Demon Palace was in a mess.

  Boom—

  Suddenly, the entire Demon Race trembled.

  Sang Jian looked up and saw Mu Lan holding a long sword at the entrance of the demon clan, ready to break through the barrier and enter.

  It's a pity that his next strike was immediately stopped by everyone in the Mozu.

  The battle at the entrance of the Demon Race is also imminent.

   "It's scary, I have to hide."

  Sang Jian leaned on his glasses, found a dark place where he could clearly see the underground palace and the entrance of the demons, and squatted down.

  …

  Because Mu Lan's barrier-breaking sword was too fierce, several of the twelve guardians in the underground palace were affected, and their vitality was severely injured instantly.

  The magic energy sent to Yunxian also gradually decreased.

  The other protectors were almost unable to hold on.

  The so-called breaking the seal is to continuously send devil energy to Yunxian, so that the devil energy in his body can be fused with the newly entered magic energy, so as to break through the shackles of that layer of seal.

   But Yunxian itself is a demon body, and even thousands of years ago, the demon energy in the entire demon clan emanated from him.

  He is the source of demon energy.

  So at this time, a little magic energy is not enough!

  Sang Jian squatted in the corner, propped his chin with one hand, and drew circles on the ground with the other hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

   After a while, the hand that was drawing circles on the ground suddenly stopped.

  She lifted up slightly, pointed towards the direction of the underground palace, and hooked her fingers.

  A strong and pure magic energy overflowed from her fingertips.

  (end of this chapter)