229. Purple-clothed Demon Emperor【8】
The black clouds on the horizon were quickly approaching Yutian Xuanhuang. Demon Lord Mingyou flew down from the black clouds and knelt respectfully at his feet.
"See you in the dark, His Majesty the Demon Emperor."
"Um...."
Yutian Xuanhuang responded casually, but did not ask him to get up.
Mingyou seemed not to know, and stood up straight away, saying: "Demon Emperor, why did you come out alone? What if..."
Yutian Xuanhuang suddenly opened his eyes, his purple glass-like eyes were as clear as ice, and the coldness gnawed at his bones.
"Where I am going, it will be your turn to tell me."
Mingyou was shaken so much that her whole body trembled, her knees involuntarily softened, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Mingyou doesn't dare, it's just that you have just woken up and your magic power has not yet been fully restored... Mingyou is afraid that those damn monks will do something bad to you."
"Don't show your thoughts in front of me. In these years, you have made some contributions to the demon clan. I will let you go for once."
Yutian Xuanhuang's voice suddenly turned cold, "But you have to remember... I only have 50% of my mana right now. It would be easier to kill you than to crush an ant."
As he became angry, the hundreds of new demons were reduced to ashes almost instantly.
Mingyou also felt a heavy injury to his chest, as if a crack had opened in the demonic element, and the demonic energy in his body was flowing out uncontrollably.
The tendons and veins seemed to be cut off inch by inch, and the pain was excruciating.
Clutching her chest, Ming You was horrified. The Demon King only had five points of mana, and he could be seriously injured if he got angry casually or even without using any moves.
Just how powerful is the Demon King's ability? It would be easy to join him and go against the will of heaven.
Thinking of this, Mingyou immediately kowtowed to Yutian Xuanhuang three times, and no longer dared to be disrespectful: "I made a mistake, thank you to the Demon King for your forgiveness. I will definitely not dare to be disrespectful in the future.
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"Remember what you said today. If this emperor discovers that you have a conspiracy again, their fate today will be yours."
They Yutian Xuanhuang was talking about were the low-level demons who were reduced to ashes in his anger.
Netherworld is just a man with a back that is tens of thousands of years old, but he is so brazen in front of him, the demon god who has become the ancestor of the demon clan. He really doesn't want to die!
If it weren't for Yutian Xuanhuang being too lazy to do anything to a tiny ant, the Demon Lord would have died long ago!
Mingyou was so frightened that she quickly said: "Yes, I will keep this in mind and never dare to do it again..."
"Go away..."
Yutian Xuanhuang casually waved his sleeves, and Mingyou seemed to be blown up by a hurricane and landed heavily on the ground dozens of meters away!
Mingyou spat out a mouthful of black blood with a sound. He ignored the injuries on his body and got up and knelt down to the Demon Emperor from a distance: "I'm sorry to leave."
Mingyou immediately stood up to support his severely injured body and quickly disappeared into the night. He ran hundreds of miles in one breath before he dared to stop.
Mingyou stopped in front of a large tree with a radius of nearly one meter, holding the trunk of the tree and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
When the energy and blood stopped rising, Mingyou punched the tree trunk, and with a bang, Mingyou punched a bowl-sized hole in the thick trunk, penetrating the trunk horizontally!
The tall and towering tree suddenly shook non-stop, and the flocks of birds on the tree were frightened and flew away in droves!
Mingyou's thin face was full of hatred. He went through all the trouble to awaken Yutian Xuanhuang, just to use his ability to unify the six realms and become the master of them.
Chapter completed!