Chapter 1292 Nie Jiuque: Master Soul Suppressor, Please Stay Safe

He was already extremely insecure, but when he saw Nie Jiuque's loving face with Shangying, he had to admit that he was scared.

When old friends meet, at this moment, what the two of them are thinking in their hearts, I'm afraid only they know.

The two just looked at each other like this, their faces were as calm as water.

In my heart, there have already been huge waves.

The atmosphere is like a taut string.

Once it is broken, it may be the battlefield of Shura.

Nie Jiuque was the first to hold back his breath, breaking the silent atmosphere.

I saw him gently put the mask in his hand back into the wooden box, and then smiled slightly at the man at the gate.

Speak softly:

"Master Zhenhun, please stay safe."

A fairly familiar voice echoed in the hall, and floated into Jun Moyan's ears melodiously.

He looked at Nie Jiuque, who was smiling, cynical, and doing whatever he wanted, and shook the hand behind his waist slightly.

But on the surface, there is nothing unusual.

After staring at Nie Jiuque for a moment, he asked in a deep voice, "Where is she?"

"Who?"

"My lady."

"Your wife?" Nie Jiuque smiled.

"Master Zhenhun, have you lived too long and your memory is not good? Why is your wife here with me? Or, do you think I took her away?"

In the last sentence, the tone was somewhat provocative.

As Nie Jiuque said, he slowly stood up.

Looking down at Jun Moyan from above.

Such a provocation seems to be admitted in disguise.

The spiritual power of Jun Moyan poured out like a storm in an instant, and the terrifying aura instantly occupied the entire hall, suppressing the spiritual power of everyone present.

Amidst the murderous aura, he said in a cold voice:

"If you don't want the entire Demon Realm to be buried with you, hand him over."

"Ah--"

Nie Jiuque sneered, arrogant.

"You can give it a try, it's a big deal, let's get lost together again."

Jun Moyan's hands in front of his abdomen clenched into fists, and the murderous aura swept straight towards Nie Jiuque like thousands of sharp knives.

An invisible barrier stood in front of Nie Jiuque.

The two spiritual forces collided, and the powerful impact almost distorted the entire space.

Today's Nie Jiuque is no longer a mortal body.

Thousands of years ago, except for the soul-suppressing beasts that existed differently, no one in the six realms could do anything to him.

"My lord was able to leave the customs today, and this matter has nothing to do with him." Mo Yu, who was forced to retreat to the corner, had the opportunity to shout at Jun Moyan with difficulty.

Jun Moyan heard the sound and looked at him.

"What I said is absolutely true. This matter has nothing to do with the lord. If you don't believe me, you can go and search."

Jun Moyan stared at Mo Yu for a few seconds. Under his pressure, Mo Yu was a little nervous, but not guilty.

He really doesn't seem to be lying.

Jun Moyan shifted his gaze to Nie Jiuque who said nothing, and after a while, he seemed to believe it.

Without wasting any more time here, he turned around and disappeared here.

While Mo Yu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, they all looked at Nie Jiuque with a gloomy face.

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, and told Nie Jiuque what he had just learned: "There seems to be something wrong with the cat monster clan, and it seems to be related to the fairy world. After Mr. Zhen Hun came back from the fairy world, he found...Wen Xiaoai Gone."

"Where's Zuo Yan?" Nie Jiuque asked in a low voice.

"This subordinate has been sending people to look for it, but there is no news." Mo Yu replied.

"Send troops to find them immediately."

Following Nie Jiuque's order, countless demon soldiers also participated in this person-hunting incident.

For a time, the world was in turmoil.