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Home > Fantasy > The Alchemist God > Chapter 649

Chapter 649

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At this moment, a hundred meters below the Divine Capital in the Skypiercing Gorge, a beautiful girl was frozen in a huge crystal. It had been four years, but she didn't seem to have changed at all. She was still breathtakingly beautiful. Strands of fiery godforce surrounded her body. Outside the crystal, the Demon King, the Sagemaster, and QianFeng were all standing there.

"Tang Xiaoxi, are you still not willing to wake up?" The Demon King raised his head to look at the girl in the crystal. He even suspected that he would fall in love with her if he continued to look at her. She was simply too perfect.

QianFeng's gaze and the Sagemaster's words made the two of them nod at the same time. QianFeng said in a deep voice, "Tang Xiaoxi, Lin Muyu came to the Divine Capital to look for you. Did you know that? He wants to see you. "

Buzz buzz buzz …

A series of buzzing sounds came from the crystal.

"He almost died in the Divine Capital for you. If you still don't wake up, we can't guarantee that Lin Muyu won't die under our attacks the next time he comes." The corner of QianFeng's mouth curled up as he smiled.

Hiss, hiss …

Cracks appeared on the crystal, and the flames inside burned even more intensely. At this moment, Tang Xiaoxi finally opened her eyes. It was a pair of eyes that looked like a god looking down on the world. The fiery godforce around her continued to erupt, and the crystal finally started to crack. In the next moment, there was a loud boom as the crystal exploded, forcing QianFeng and the Demon King to retreat dozens of meters.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …

The flames surrounded Tang Xiaoxi's feet. She floated in the air and looked at QianFeng with her big eyes. She said, "Mu, he …"

At this moment, the Sagemaster suddenly shouted with all his might, "Tang Xiaoxi, are you still not going to repent? You killed Qin Yin. Do you think Lin Muyu will forgive you? You killed hundreds of thousands of innocent people in Hundred Ridge City. Your hands are stained with blood. Do you think a whore like you is worthy of Lin Muyu's love? Give up, you're just a bad woman! "

"What … what did you say …" Tang Xiaoxi suddenly hugged her head and wailed in pain.

However, she didn't notice that the Sacred Saint's psychic power was eroding her thoughts — — Mind Manipulation!

"I'm not … I'm not …"

Tang Xiaoxi's body trembled violently. Suddenly, she let out a blood-curdling scream. A wave of flames swept out in all directions. Immediately, the walls of the underground palace began to crack. The entire main hall of the Divine Capital was already on the verge of collapse. In the blink of an eye, it began to collapse!

"God damn it!"

The Demon King was furious. "Lin Muyu destroyed my palace. Are you going to destroy my palace too?"

The Sage tried his best to control Tang Xiaoxi's mind and shouted, "QianFeng, protect the Demon King!"

"Yes!"

Qian Feng unsheathed his sword and unleashed his Guru Demon Force. Then, he slashed at the falling boulder. Hundreds of high-level demons were dumbfounded. Most of the cultivators below the Immortal State would not be able to withstand the impact of a hundred-meter-thick boulder. Since Qian Feng would not save them, the only thing that awaited them was death.

Buzz … Buzz … Buzz …

The entire mountain range was trembling, and one thick rock after another fell down, smashing the high-level demons who didn't have time to dodge into a pile of meat paste. Meanwhile, Qian Feng was shuttling back and forth in the air like a bolt of lightning. His sword light was filled with divine power, and he chopped down one rock after another. The Demon King also flew up, constantly raising his palm to defend against the falling rocks.

The one who suffered the most was none other than the Saint Sovereign. He had to endure the continuous bombardment of the giant rocks, and a wisp of blood-red energy was connected to Tang Xiaoxi's forehead. He was a person who excelled in using bewitchment, and his Mind Manipulation Art had already reached its peak. He had placed too much hope in Tang Xiaoxi, and he knew that success or failure depended on this one move. If Tang Xiaoxi could be subdued, the Demon Race still had hope. Otherwise, they could only wait for their territory to be nibbled away by the empire, and finally, Lin Muyu would kill her way into the Heaven's Bridge Gorge and annihilate the entire race!

Tang Xiaoxi's body was trembling. The fire divine power around her skyrocketed. The rocks that fell on her head couldn't hurt her at all. They were all turned into powder a few meters away.

The whole Tongtian Gorge was shaking. It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.

Far away, the Armor Demons who were training at the foot of the mountain looked at the imperial city in shock. They saw the imperial city disappear from the mountain in an instant. Dust and smoke were flying everywhere. It had become a purgatory on earth.

After a while, in the flying dust, QianFeng guarded the Demon King with his sword. He said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Where's the Sacred Saint?"

The Demon King was more concerned about the result of the Sacred Saint.

Not far away, under a huge rock, an arm suddenly pushed the rock away. The Sacred Saint stood up in a sorry state. His body was covered in blood, but he laughed wildly. "Hahahaha … Hahahaha … Finally … Finally, I can control the Nine-tailed Celestial Race. Our Celestial Race is saved. Our Celestial Race is saved. Hahahaha …"

In front of the Sacred Saint, Tang Xiaoxi's eyes turned golden. She gently landed on the ground and bowed to the Sacred Saint without saying a word.

"You really … controlled the Nine-tailed Celestial Race?"

"Yes."

The Sacred Saint nodded. "Your Majesty, rest assured. This subordinate's Mind Manipulation Technique has subdued Tang Xiaoxi's soul. From now on, she is one of us."

"Good … That's great!"

The Demon King walked forward and asked, "Tang Xiaoxi, do you know who I am?"

"You are the Celestial Race's Emperor, Your Majesty."

"Good. Then do you know who you are?"

"I …" Tang Xiaoxi suddenly frowned in pain. Tears swirled in her eyes. She said painfully, "I … I don't know …"

"It's okay."

The Demon King reached out and placed his hand on Tang Xiaoxi's shoulder. "From now on, you are my third daughter. You will still be called Tang Xiaoxi, but you are the third princess of the Celestial Race. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Your Majesty." Tang Xiaoxi's face was expressionless, without a trace of emotion.

The Demon King was not angry. Instead, he laughed. The divine power in Tang Xiaoxi's body was a mixture of the Law of Fire and the peerless demonic power. It was the power that the Demon Race needed the most!



At this time, a group of Winged Race people flew over. One of them with a military rank landed in front of the Demon King. He knelt on the ground and raised the letter in his hand. "Your Majesty, a letter from Little Prince Feng Ning 'er."

"Ah? Ning 'er's … letter? "

The Demon King stretched out his hand and snatched the letter. He read it word by word and could not help but feel a lump in his throat. Feng Ning 'er was his most beloved daughter. Now, she had been imprisoned by the humans for six years. He had not seen her for six years. He wanted to see her, but he could not. Who could understand this kind of pain?

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" QianFeng asked.

"Read it yourself."

QianFeng finished reading the letter and said, "Your Majesty, Her Highness Ning 'er's 22nd birthday … She is only a day and a night away from us. Perhaps … we can arrange for Your Majesty to celebrate Her Highness Ning' er's 22nd birthday."

"What do you mean?" The Demon King was stunned.

QianFeng narrowed his eyes and smiled. "If Her Highness Ning 'er insists on meeting Your Majesty, and Lin Muyu is known to be generous, why don't we beat her at her own game and kill two birds with one stone? We can pretend to celebrate Her Highness Ning' er's birthday and have Lin Muyu escort Her Highness to somewhere between the Tongtian Province and the Lingdong Province. Then … we can use Tang Xiaoxi's power and Lin Muyu's feelings for Tang Xiaoxi to kill Lin Muyu in one fell swoop and take back Her Highness Ning 'er. What do you think?"

"Good … very good!"

The Demon King laughed. "Then write a reply. Tell Lin Muyu to arrange for me and Ning 'er to meet no matter what. No matter how outrageous his request is, she must agree."

"Yes, leave this matter to me!"

"Good!"



At noon the next day, after lunch, the letter from the Demon Race arrived. Everyone had not dispersed yet. After passing the letter around, Lin Muyu said, "There is no such thing as a good banquet. The Demon Race might be planning a Hongmen Banquet for us, hmph!"

"Your Highness, what is a Hongmen Banquet?" Wei Chou was stunned.

Lin Muyu was also stunned. "In any case … it is a banquet to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of us."

"This is nothing. We are not afraid. At most, it is up to us to choose." Wei Chou smiled confidently. "The only problem we have to consider is what kind of request we can make for the Demon Race."

"Request …"

Lin Muyu played with Qin Wang's golden tiger tally in her hand. "Since Feng Yuan wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of us, then we might as well be ruthless. His condition for seeing Ning 'er is very simple. Within seven days, all the Demon Race troops will leave Heaven Connect City. Ten days later, our Longdan Army Camp will be stationed in Heaven Connect City. Ten days … is enough for us to transport a hundred magic crystal cannons into Heaven Connect City."

Min Yulin said, "I am afraid that Feng Yuan may not agree. After all, Heaven Connect City is the core of Heaven Connect Province. It is the foundation of the Demon Race's foothold in Heaven Connect Province. He will not easily agree."

"That is why we made this request."

Lin Muyu nodded. "If the Demon Race agrees, it means that they really want to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of me. If they don't, it means that they are not sincere and there is no need to discuss further."

To the side, Ouyang Yan said, "Handsome Yu, how can you be sure that you can escape from Feng Yuan's grasp? Since he is so confident, it means that he has made thorough preparations. "

Lin Muyu slowly took out a dagger from her bosom. It was an upper-grade Heavenly Book. She smiled and said, "This is the source of my confidence. I just received this upper-grade Heavenly Book the day before yesterday. It comes from Lanyan City's Heavenly Book Pavilion. It is the work of that idiot Liu Feng. It can instantly teleport over a hundred people. We will only bring a hundred people with us. If we can win, we will fight. If not, we will leave. We will be invincible."

Everyone laughed. "Your Highness King Qin is wise and mighty. We are in awe."

Lin Muyu smiled and waved her hand. "Ah Xue, reply to the Demon Race and state our conditions for Heaven Connect City. In addition, we want them to add twenty thousand cows, fifty thousand sheep, one hundred thousand chickens, five thousand carts of iron ore, one thousand carts of silver ore, one hundred carts of gold ore, ten thousand jin of jewels, and five thousand warhorses. It is decided."

Wei Chou could not help but narrow his eyes. "This is indeed an inhumane condition. You want Feng Yuan to pay for his coffin!"

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