The enemy's excited and fighting roars rang in his ears.

The black mist that filled the air prevented them from finding the generals who commanded them, the powerful demon who could give them faith, and the way to escape.

For the first time, the demons felt the fear of complete collapse in their hearts.

Will the demon army lose?

Are they going to completely lose to the spiritual practice that they originally looked down upon in their own territory?

The sound of the Tianmo Qin sounded at this moment.

The heavy body seemed to have been infused with vitality.

The magic core, which was already on the verge of drying up and dying, began to rotate again.

Only this time, there was no burning pain and despair of running out of demonic energy.

On the contrary, a gentle and mellow energy flowed through their bodies.

The injuries on the body healed quickly.

On the dense white bones, there grew hideous and terrifying flesh and blood, but it allowed them to survive the desperate situation.

"Your Highness the Princess! It's the sound of the piano played by our Princess!!"

"The princess is here to save us!!"

The demons who had participated in the Tianmei Banquet battle shouted in joy.

In the black mist, all connections were cut off, the generals could not command, and the demon soldiers could not cooperate with each other.

However, at this moment, the hoarse voices of these demons, accompanied by the sound of the piano, were transmitted to every part of the battlefield.

"The wounds on my body are beginning to heal..."

"My magic core was burned by flames just now, but now it is back to normal..."

"I heard that our princess has a piano. When she plays the piano, we will become an immortal and invincible army..."

"So, is the princess here? Our princess, has she come to save us?"

Every demon clan asked themselves anxiously and excitedly in their hearts.

Then, watch the wounds on your body heal little by little.

Watching the companion who fell at his feet slowly stand up.

Their tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably.

When a monster is first born, there is no blood or tears.

They are just monsters without intelligence and only survival instinct.

As a long time passed, he absorbed the demonic energy and grew up in Moyun Ridge, and his spiritual wisdom was purified.

Turned into a "demon" similar in appearance to the spiritual cultivator.

But deep down, they still don't have the rich emotions and complicated thoughts that spiritual practice does.

Except for the high-level demons who have cultivated to Demon Lord or above, those low-level demons know fear, awe, excitement and pain, but they do not know the deeper emotions of loneliness, loneliness, and confusion.

They raised their hands and touched their faces, feeling wet.

But I don't know why I cry.

Is it because the injuries on your body no longer hurt?

Is it because the fallen companion stood up?

Is it because the battle has taken a turn?

Or maybe it's because, at this moment, they suddenly realized that they had never been abandoned.

At the most critical moment, the most desperate moment, their princess came to save them.

Their Big Demon King Ye has come to save them!

"Welcome... Your Highness the Princess!"

A demon soldier slowly knelt down, and the demon soul inside his body slowly floated out and flew towards the sky.

Then, more and more demon soldiers knelt down.

Someone shouted: "Welcome to Your Highness the Princess!"

Someone shouted: "Welcome the Great Demon King Ye!!"

Countless demon souls representing the pledge of allegiance floated into the air and slowly gathered in one direction.

That is their noble princess.

It is His Highness that they are sworn to follow to the death.
Chapter completed!