The master of the killing palace raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay." Zhang Yuanqing nodded to her, and blessed her with a layer of illusion.

The palace lord pondered for a while, without saying anything, his body disintegrated into thousands of strands.

The silk sash merged into a ribbon, riding the wind, floating gracefully into the distance.

Demon Eye Heavenly King took off his belt and threw it over casually, "It's a good prop."

Zhang Yuanqing reached out to take it, then his shoulder sank, and the hand of the magic eye pressed there.

Two black shadows soared into the sky and fled into the dark night.

On the roof of a building, the king of magic eyes with a sports headband wrapped around his forehead overlooks the brightly lit city, lazily stretching his waist and opening his arms.

"It feels good to see the light of day again!"

He was so emotional in the night breeze.

Zhang Yuanqing joked: "I thought the first thing you did when you escaped was to kill a few corrupt officials to add to the fun."

"Cleaning the world is a long process, don't rush for a while." The magic eye king came back to his senses, looked at the friends who thought he was like-minded, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Just now I thought I was wrong. It turns out that you have really been promoted to the peak saint."

"It's still far from the peak, and I'm just entering the sixth level." Zhang Yuanqing said modestly.

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that the magic eye would say: He is indeed the man I fancy, follow me back to the bishop, let's rejuvenate the Northwest.

"It seems that during the days when I was imprisoned, a lot of things happened. When I return to Bishop Bing, I will understand them one by one." Demon Eye Heavenly King slightly nodded, "How is your relationship with the official now?"

He seemed certain that Yuanshi Tianzun would not get along well with the officials.

Sure enough, Yuanshi Tianzun smiled wryly: "The appearance is in harmony with the spirit."

Demon Eye Heavenly King laughed happily: "If you spread the news about you saving me again, then there will be no place for you in the government, and you can only go to me."

You don't talk about martial arts now. Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze slightly.

"Cleaning up the world requires a great awareness. You haven't awakened yet. Forcibly pulling you into the group is not what I want." The Demon Eye King patted Yuanshi Tianzun on the shoulder:

"What I want is a like-minded partner. A twisted melon will not be sweet. But I believe that day will not be too far away."

Too sane to be an evil profession! Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.

"By the way, who was promoted to master the mid-year killing dungeon?" the devil's eye asked.

"Fu Qingyang, Fengdu Ghost King, and Yinyue God General." Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously: "I remember that Bishop Bing can only have four heavenly kings. Will you and Yinyue have a life-and-death battle?"

Magic Eye ranks fourth among the four heavenly kings of Bishop Bing.

"For Silver Moon, yes, but not for me." Demon Eye said with a smile: "Although I have the lowest level, it doesn't mean I have the lowest combat power."

Looking at the local bewitching monsters, he is the only one who has cultivated his bewitching eyes to the highest level�except for Shura.

This is almost similar to Fu Qingyang's technique.

"But the rules are the rules. It's not easy for the Bing Bishop to produce a heavenly king. As long as Yinyue returns to the position of the god general, there is no need to fight to the death." Demon Eye explained. JrNovels.com