He was dressed in a blood-red robe, standing in the air with his clothes fluttering in the wind. He had a stunning appearance and a lazy look.

He stared at the gods present with silence in his eyes.

Hao Ji's expression changed slightly. That face was so familiar, yet so strange.

I couldn't help but shout out: "Qingjiu."

The other gods who knew Qing Jiu were also shocked. They had never imagined that the little fox who once smiled brightly and was as bright as the sun was the Demon Lord of the Demon World.

How is this possible?

Gu Tian and Jiuxian both opened their eyes wide and stared at the person in the sky, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Si Qingjiu looked down at the Heavenly Emperor who called him, and said in a cold voice: "Not just anyone can call me by my name. Please call me Demon Lord."

"How dare a mere fairy call our master by his name? Are you looking for death?"

The alluring woman with long fiery red hair kneeling on the right glared with her beautiful eyes, carrying a fierce murderous aura that made the gods present dare not look directly at her.

Hao Ji also felt the opponent's power, but did not look away. In his hand, there was a green jade bottle.

He was feeling very complicated at the moment and didn't know what to say. The moment he saw that person, he was delighted.

Gu Tian looked at the Emperor of Heaven worriedly, hoping that His Majesty would not do anything. It was obvious that the Demon Lord had become a completely different person.

But if it were him, he would do the same.

But the current situation is that the opponent is not just the little fox who just ascended to heaven, but the demon king of the demon world. If he declares war on the heaven, then...

Si Qingjiu waved his hand, and a gorgeous and exquisite golden chair appeared. He slowly sat on it and said, "Go and destroy the Heavenly Palace for me."

"Yes, Master."

Xuanwu and Baihu instantly turned into a beam of light and headed towards the Heavenly Palace.

Qinglong and Zhuque stood up and stood on both sides of Si Qingjiu, acting as his most loyal guards.

There was no expression on Hao Ji's handsome face, he just pursed his lips and increased the strength in his hands.

Gu Tian immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, this?"

If the Heavenly Palace is destroyed, what will it look like?

Should they stop it? If they don’t, the heaven will definitely become a laughing stock. If they stop it, this…

"Qingjiu, you..."

"How dare you call your master by his name." Zhuque quickly appeared beside Haoji and lashed him with a whip.

Haojiduo

He had been fighting for years, so he was quite strong and his reaction was even quicker, so he dodged it quickly.

Seeing this, Gu Tian and other generals were about to take action, but Hao Ji stopped them: "Don't move."

"His Majesty."

"Your Majesty, you can't do that."

"His Majesty."

'Boom'

'Boom boom'

A huge sound of collapse was heard suddenly.

While they were talking, Baihu and Xuanwu had already trampled on the Emperor's palace with one foot and tore apart the main hall of the Heavenly Palace with one tail.

Baihu was still in the other party's palace and found a familiar scent. He carefully picked it out and quickly brought it to Si Qingjiu.

"Master, there is your scent in here."

The cold man with long white hair held the box with a serious expression.

Si Qingjiu looked at the box and was a little stunned. He naturally knew what was inside. It was Qingjiu's immortal bone.

He said he was tired.

He said he had no regrets.

He said he didn't hate anyone.

He said, he made it happen for him.

He closed his eyes and said in a light voice, "Give him the wood."

The sacral bone was the only thing he had left. He would not go against his thoughts, but he really didn't want to leave this sacral bone to the other party.

Even if a junior like Prince Chaoyang used it, he didn't want to.

Hao Ji, who was dealing with Zhuque, knew what it was when he heard about Qingjiu and became very nervous.

He didn't know what he was nervous about. Perhaps he was worried that the other party would take back the immortal bone, making it difficult for him to revive Chaoyang. Or maybe he was afraid that the other party would see the immortal bone again.

But when he heard that he would be given Jianmu, the movement of his hands stopped, and he seemed not to see the whip coming at him, and he took the whip head-on.

Immediately, my throat felt itchy, blood rushed up, and my mouth was filled with a fishy and sweet taste.

Seeing that he had been whipped by him, Zhuque snorted coldly and returned to Si Qingjiu.

The master didn't say he would kill her, so she wouldn't cross that line. But calling the master's name directly was unforgivable.

Baihu saw that his master looked unhappy and wanted to ask something, but was held down by Qinglong. He took out a piece of Jianmu from his arms and threw it at the Emperor of Heaven.

Hao Ji took it subconsciously. The thing in his hand was very light, but it felt extremely heavy to him.

It was so heavy that his breathing became heavy and his chest felt like it had been hit hard.

"Your Majesty?" Gu Tian called out worriedly, and then looked at the person in the air, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to do.

What to shout.

A little wine?

Are you the wine recorder?

Still the Demon Lord.

"Master, master, look what I found, it's a good thing." A brisk voice floated from a distance, diluting the originally somewhat depressing atmosphere.

Xuanwu, who has a baby face and looks like a teenager, rushed over holding a big bell, his eyes full of excitement.

When Qinglong saw the tripod, he was a little surprised: "Donghuang Bell?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Xuanwu excitedly showed it to the others, "I didn't expect that there is such a treasure in the heaven."

The Donghuang Bell is a sacred artifact handed down from the chaotic period. The ancient divine world was guarded by the Donghuang Bell. When the God saved the world, the Donghuang Bell, as the God's magic weapon, disappeared with the God's death.

Unexpectedly, I was in heaven.

Si Qingjiu became interested and stretched out his hand.

Xuanwu immediately handed over the bell.

The moment the bell touched Si Qingjiu, it shrank into a small bell and fell into his palm.

"Oh my God, Master, are you the new owner of the Donghuang Bell?" Xuanwu exclaimed.

Qinglong and his companions couldn't help but be surprised.

The Donghuang Bell has only two owners, one is Donghuang Taiyi when it was born, and the other is the ancient god.

Now, the clock has recognized its master. It's incredible.

You have to know that the God can make it recognize its master because the other party is the bloodline of Donghuang. Even if it has been many generations, there is still a relationship.

Otherwise, how could the Donghuang Bell have only two owners in billions of years?

Everyone in the heavenly realm was also very shocked. They knew what the Donghuang Bell was. Of course they knew that the barrier of the heavenly realm was formed with the Donghuang Bell as the core.

The Donghuang Bell was used as a formation because no one could drive it. Even the Emperor of Heaven could only use it for a short period of time, and at a great cost.

So no one will move unless it is absolutely necessary.

If you only use it as a protective weapon, the effect is very powerful.

One of the main reasons why other realms cannot defeat the heavenly realm is that they cannot break through the barriers of the heavenly realm.

Now that the Donghuang Bell has recognized its master, what should we do with the barrier of the heaven in the future?

Who will arrange it?

But how is that possible?

How could the Donghuang Bell recognize the Demon Lord as its master?

Could it be that the Demon Lord is also a descendant of Dong Huang?

Si Qingjiu was very confused, and shook the Donghuang Bell, "Is he dead? If not, make a sound."

"Squeak~"

Si Qingjiu: "..."

Qinglong: “…”

White Tiger: “…”

Suzaku: “…”

Xuanwu: “…”

"Master, it's so honest." Xuanwu spoke naively, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Hao Ji and others couldn't help being surprised when they heard the sound of the Donghuang Bell.

They knew that the Donghuang Bell had spirits, and most magical instruments had spirits.

But what’s different about the Donghuang Bell is that its spirit helped the God block an attack back then, and then it dissipated. How could it reappear so soon?

Si Qingjiu shook his head again, "Where's your master?"

? ?

"Master?" Xuanwu looked confused.

The other gods and demons were also confused. What was he talking about? Wasn’t he its master?

"My Lord, the master is out wandering, go find him quickly, beat him up when you find him, and make him abandon me, you bad guy."

Some childish voices were spoken angrily, full of indignation.

"It has an owner?" Xuanwu's voice rose. "If it has an owner, why can the owner use it?"

The gods were also very curious and wanted to know.

Hao Ji had an unfathomable look on his face. For some reason, he didn't want to hear the answer.

But Donghuang Zhong ignored him and said quickly: "Because the Lord is the master's destined person."

!!!

The entire Tiangong Square changed its expression, especially those who knew Si Qingjiu, who cried out softly and immediately looked at His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven who was standing in the front.

The other party did not hide anything about Qingjiu and him.

Now it’s revealed that Qingjiu is the Demon Lord, and is destined to be a partner with the owner of the Donghuang Bell. Is this a good thing?

It should count, some people think.

His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven likes Prince Chaoyang from the Demon Realm. Qingjiu wakes up from her hurt and also has her own partner. Can they both be well?

Hao Ji's body was filled with extremely low pressure and his face looked gloomy.

He didn't like the answer.

"Qingjiu, you..."

"Emperor of Heaven, haven't you had enough whippings?" Zhuque immediately interrupted the other party, his beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, the whip in his hand was ready to move.

Si Qingjiu glanced at him indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion: "Say it again, call me Demon Lord."

"My Lord is so amazing. He and my Master are truly a perfect match!"

Huang Zhong immediately praised it, and the small clock swayed back and forth in his palm, looking very happy.

Hao Ji's eyes dimmed and he didn't say anything else.

Si Qingjiu ignored him and squeezed the Donghuang Bell. "Who is your master?"

"My master is my master." Donghuang Zhong replied naively.

Si Qingjiu was silent for half a second. Just as he was about to speak, the other party said something shocking again.

"Oh, my master is still your partner."

Si Qingjiu: "..."

"To be honest, I don't really want to."

Hao Ji didn't know why, but his heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

The others also looked at their Emperor of Heaven again.

He said that because of him.

Donghuang Zhong was puzzled and stood up: "Why? My master is so powerful. The entire heaven is no match for him. In front of my master, they are all trash."

"So who is your master?" Si Qingjiu lowered his eyes and looked at it.

“This, this…” Donghuang Zhong hesitated. Si Qingjiu knew he couldn’t get the answer, so he didn’t continue and looked down.

"Take away everything from the heaven except the immortals' residences." His eyes fell on Hao Ji, "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven will not object, after all, this is my reward."

"You... Demon Lord." Hao Ji changed his words under his cold gaze, his heart heavy.

"Why, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is reluctant to part with it?" Si Qingjiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I gave you Jianmu to help you revive the one you love most. Why, you don't want to pay any price?"

"No." Hao Ji felt depressed and very uncomfortable.

Si Qingjiu chuckled, put his feet on the chair, put his hands on his knees, supported his head, and said lazily: "Then let's do it."

"Yes, Master."

The four sacred beasts quickly turned into light and disappeared.

Donghuang Zhong saw this and wanted to go too. He sensed something and immediately shouted excitedly, "My Lord, the master is here."

"Huh? Who?"!