"I''ve seen twelve winged demons too. That man is better than you."
Old Ming looks at the demon emperor. His voice is not loud, but it spreads all over the world. It is full of ridicule.
Twelve winged demons are powerful, but how powerful they can burst out is also closely related to their cultivation.
Obviously, the cultivation of emperor Shi Tianmo can''t get into the eyes of Ming Lao at all.
"Stronger than my twelve winged devil. Is that man..."
The demon emperor changed his color.
"You guessed right. That man is a strong demon family who has reached the cave state."
Old Ming nodded and said the second half of the sentence to the demon emperor.
"What a cave!"
Although he had guessed something, when he heard the old man''s words, the demon emperor was still struck by lightning.
There seems to be only a big gap between Dongtian realm and Emperor realm, but the strength is very different. Even if an emperor tries his best, he will never be able to compete with a Dongtian realm.
"So, your excellency... Was also a strong man in Dongtian territory!"
Emperor Shi Tianmo stared at Ming Lao tightly, his eyes full of fear.
He understood that the dying old man in front of him was definitely a great power in the cave of heaven and his strength was unfathomable.
"From beginning to end, you have always been in my cave."
This is Ming Lao''s answer, which is a disguised recognition of his cultivation realm.
"Aren''t you a corpse puppet? Why can you keep your cave? It''s impossible!"
The demon emperor''s face was unbelievable. He had never seen such strange things in his past experience.
"Before reaching the cave, nature cannot understand the mystery of the cave."
In the middle of old Ming''s speech, Emperor Shi Tianmo felt that his body was squeezed by a mysterious force and wanted to crush his body and even his spirit.
"I am a demon emperor. How can I die here?"
He hasn''t died after being sealed by the war king for so many years. Naturally, the emperor doesn''t want to die.
He opened his mouth with a loud roar, and his body suddenly burst into a terrible momentum, forcibly rushing away the mysterious forces around him.
"It''s a little interesting."
Old Ming squinted and couldn''t help looking up at the demon emperor. Of course, he is now a corpse puppet and can''t give full play to the real power of the cave, otherwise the ten demon emperors can''t break free from his cave.
"I''m not as skilled as a man today. I''ll see you again in the future. You must double your repayment."
The voice was still there. Emperor Shi Tianmo moved, and the whole man was like an out of chamber shell, breaking through the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
For today''s plan, we can only escape as far as we can.
But he obviously underestimated Ming Lao''s strength.
"Shenyin of Shanhe town!"
Old Ming didn''t go after him. He rowed with his hands in the air. An invisible ripple turned into a big seal and cut through the sky. With unparalleled speed, he first blasted on the vest of the demon emperor.
"Poof"
After this blow, Emperor Shi Tianmo opened his mouth and gushed blood. It was difficult for him to control his body. Like a broken winged bird, he fell from the sky.
"Nine turn binding spirit skill!"
The boss of the underworld grasped falsely, and an invisible force turned into a big net. He bound the demon emperor and photographed him in front of him.
"No, don''t kill me!"
The demon emperor''s hair was messy and covered with blood. In front of a corpse puppet in the cave, he had no power to fight back and was extremely embarrassed.
"Broken!"
Old Ming didn''t say anything, and a finger went into the belly of emperor Shi Tianmo.
"Ah!"
The demon emperor screamed, lost all his accomplishments and fainted on the spot.
At the same time, the shaking world gradually returned to calm, and old Ming was left alone in the sky. Not long ago, the fierce release of the heavenly demon emperor was like a dead dog. Let alone how terrible the picture was.
This is an incomparable demon emperor. He was easily turned into a useless man by old Ming. How miserable the scene is.
"Win!"
Everyone was in an uproar. An ancient demon emperor was abolished by dividing five by two. What a shocking combat power, which shocked people to almost stupidity.
"Thank you, old Ming!"
Yang Xuan returned to his senses, threw himself in front of old Ming and said gratefully that if old Ming didn''t help him today, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"It''s just a small matter. Thank you“
Old Ming shook his head and said, "this demon has been abolished. What are you going to do with him?"
"Blood sacrifice!"
This sentence was squeezed out of Yang Xuan''s teeth. The cold and fierce voice spread, making countless people cold all over.
Everyone knows that Yang Xuan is going to sacrifice the war King Yi boundless with the blood of releasing the demon emperor.
"Everything is up to you."
Old Ming didn''t say much. He twisted the unconscious release demon emperor in one hand, rolled up Yang Xuan in the other hand, and directly shuttled through the void to the tombstone of Zhan Wang Yi boundless.
……
On this day, there was no peace in the sword temple. From time to time, we could hear a miserable howl.
This is the voice of the demon emperor. No one knows how Yang Xuan dealt with the demon emperor, but only with this hysterical and creepy voice, we know that the demon emperor is suffering from inhuman torture.
It was not until it was dark that the scream completely subsided.
At the moment, in the nameless Valley, the demon emperor has disappeared, leaving only a large pool of shocking blood in front of the tombstone of Zhan Wang Yi.
"Master, the disciple has avenged you. I hope you have a spirit in heaven and can protect the disciple. Entering the eternal life hall this time can win the martial soul of fate."
Yang Xuan knelt down in front of the tombstone and knocked his head three times respectfully. He hadn''t stood up for a long time.
It''s very difficult to get the fate from the fate city of the eternal life hall, and his life is often in danger. However, in order to revive the master Zhan Wang, Yang Xuan will walk past without hesitation, even if it is a sea of swords and fire and Jiuyou purgatory.
On one side, Ming Lao didn''t speak and stood quietly.
He knew that Yang Xuan was not feeling well now and didn''t bother him.
About a time of incense, Yang Xuan slowly stood up and took out a crystal clear black bead.
This is the magic power in the spirit of the demon emperor. It was condensed into a fist sized bead by the old man with the supreme secret skill, which contains incomparably strong and terrible magic power.
"Your spirit is weaker. You''d better wait until you step into the supreme and then absorb the magic power of this pearl."
Old Ming told me.
"Boy, I understand."
Yang Xuan nodded and put the magic bead away.
He has four winged demons and can increase his combat power four times. He doesn''t have to take personal risks to forcibly improve the spirit of the demons.
In his opinion, only when his accomplishments are improved can he try to refine the magic beads. At that time, his own wings of heaven demons will be greatly strengthened.