Chapter 512: Brother's Hearth (67)

"Yeah." He snorted, and the wind seemed to work.
Followed all the way behind Feng Lao, watching the completely different scenery of Devil World and Ling Yu mainland.
The dark magic sun hangs beneath the sky, as if exuding endless magic ... No! Suddenly squinting, Xia Qiu raised her eyebrows. Unlike Lingyu Continent, the magical spirit of this demon world seems to have emerged from that round of magical sun.
At that moment, Xia Qiu seemed to see the traces of magic.
Infinite magical energy shines on the entire continent with the light of the magical day, and no one living in the magical world is nourished by the magical energy, and will be born to cultivate, and then continue to evolve in the slaughter and devour ...
Later, the magic energy was gradually divided into three, six, nine, and so on. The stronger the power, the more pure the magic energy that fell on top of the head.
And the world is not as complete, and the devotion has gradually weakened the magic day, so Xia Qiu can see the purest source of magic energy in the entire magic world, but there are only five or six strands.
They dangle from the demon sun, and then fall into the place of these five or six demon creatures.
In the majestic palace with the highest peak of the black mountain in front of Xia Qiu's eyes, the strongest strand of magic sun fell on the palace.
That's probably the Emperor! If there was any realization in his heart, Xia Qiu looked back at several other places, and sure enough, they were all near the magic capital.
The rough and magnificent architectural style does not have the fine craftsmanship of Lingyu Continent. The world of the demon world seems to be rare and rare, so all the buildings are built especially tall.
The normal demons seem to have about two meters, and then wear armor, becoming more burly, but standing in front of the palace, the towering palace pressed these guards into ants.
"go in."
Simple and meticulous, a tall palace that seems to be integrated with the demon world, all these seem to be an invisible pressure. No matter who stands in front of such a palace, they feel small and humble.
The huge palace door was slowly pushed open, the inside was extremely deep, and Xia Qiu's sight touched it, but he saw a throne that fits it.
Sitting on the throne was a man, in a black robe, and a soft armor that fit snugly and naturally in key areas, and he became more and more slender and muscular.
Half leaning on the throne, Chen Ju looked down at Xia Qiu standing in the middle of the palace gate.
The black robe covered her eye-catching figure and snow-white skin, her hair was simply pulled, but she was also neat.
She looked carefully at her face, knowing that she would definitely be noticed by Xia Qiu, but Chen wanted to give Xia Qiu a power.
Damn woman, he punished her, she dared to be so happy alone in Mocaoyuan!
The wanton eyes grew hotter, and it seemed as if she had stripped Xia Qiu's clothes with her eyes, but did not speak to let her in.
Facing Chen's presumptuousness, Xia Qiu looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and then continued to move forward indifferently, seemingly unaware of his dismissal.
"Close the door!" Said the tone.
The crisp female voice echoed in the palace, and the guard at the gate of the palace, who had been waiting for Chen's order, did it subconsciously, the gate of the palace was silently closed, and the glory of the demon sun was temporarily isolated.
"Servant, you are so bold!" The voice came out from between his teeth, and Chen fury laughed.
The aggression in his eyes was as substantive, his heart shrinking, his fingertips tightening, and Xia Qiu stepped back subconsciously.
But these few steps, weakened the momentum, that handsome and demon-like face suddenly close to her.