Moline's voice stopped abruptly.

There was an expression of pain on her face, and suddenly the whole person was suspended high in the air.

A few strands of dark red silk thread wrapped around her neck, and strands of thread penetrated her body, causing her whole body to twitch from the pain.

But in her ears, Jun Jitian's extremely cold voice sounded.

"So what? The deity only has this daughter. To me, the entire demons together are not as important as her. God dares to move my daughter, I will slaughter God; demons dare to hurt my daughter, I will Demon!"

"You said that the deity is not qualified to be the demon, okay, come and kill the deity and take away the position of the demon if you have the ability, otherwise, shut up and die for the deity!!"

Moline felt that something had tightened her magic core a little bit, causing her vitality to drain quickly.

The face hidden behind the black gauze finally showed an expression of fear, and a painful and faint begging for mercy came from the slightly opened mouth.

Jun Xitian sneered, thinking that she was Zhong Li's apprentice, and she still didn't kill him, and threw people aside.

Mo Lin straightened up embarrassedly and looked up at the demon attendants in the priest's hall.

She thought these people would feel angry and disappointed at what Jun Jitian had just said.

However, what came into view was an expression of worship with excitement.

Moline's face almost twisted under the black gauze.

Are these people idiots?Is it an idiot?!

The supreme leader of the Demon Race only cares for his own daughter, regardless of the future of the Demon Race's billions of creatures. Why do they worship and follow such Demon Lords?

Xue Ji looked at her distorted face, suddenly giggled, and smiled tremblingly, "Tsk tusk, Saint Molian, if I remember correctly, you seem to be Master Zhong Li brought back from Human Spirituality. Right?"

"It seems that he is also the heir of the demon raised by the heavens. He was a spiritual practitioner before, and he was converted into a demon cultivator thirty years ago. However, your cultivating status has changed, and your thinking seems to have not changed much from before! Think that our demons are as hypocritical as spiritual cultivation?"

"I want to use the disgusting method of spiritual cultivation to kidnap the Demon Venerable, hehe, do you think too much? Our demons don't like this one!"

What Mozu is excited about is freedom, self, love and sex.

They will cooperate and make some necessary rules, but they will not let these titles restrict their freedom.

Even those who have dedicated their demon souls to follow, if they feel that they are following the wrong person, they will cut off their ties with those demon souls without hesitation, and would rather lose their cultivation base than live against their will. .

In the eyes of the demons, being able to stand in the highest position to protect their daughters and keep their important things like the demon is the most enviable and admired goal of their life.

It was a big joke that Mo Lin wanted to use spiritual practice to instigate discord.

Jun Jitian glanced coldly at the demon servant in the priest's hall: "Didn't you hear the deity's command?"

The magic attendants regained consciousness, looking at Mo Lin, with a hesitation on their faces.

But in the end he stepped forward: "My Lord Saint, please leave the priest's hall."

"Get out! Get out!"

Mo Lin screamed and pushed the demon attendant away, staggering towards Jun Yitian.

As she walked, she slowly took off the veil on her face, shouting in a hoarse and trembling voice: "Devil, you can't drive me away!!"