The great roc wings spans thousands of meters, galloping between the sky, and a thousand miles in an instant, clouds rolling and wind roaring.

Commander Peng brought Lin Feng to the lord's mansion, but he did not see the lord.

"Demon, you should have a way to find the Lord, right?" Commander Peng said.

"We have notified the lord, let's wait here." Lin Feng said calmly. Although he was a demon son, he had not really seen the true demon king. He only saw his seventh life body. Lin Feng even guessed that those lords might not have seen the true demon king. I'm afraid there are few people who know who the real demon king is.

In the eighty-one lifetimes, all of them have cultivated the great way. Lin Feng even suspected that the Ten Thousand Demon King had practiced far more than eighty-one lifetimes, or even more. It was only after eighty-one lifetimes that had achieved success in practice, and that other lifetimes were all annihilated in time and space, and were not left by the Ten Thousand Demon King.

Of course, everything is speculation. I am afraid that only the Ten Thousand Demon Kings themselves know what the real situation is.

Not to mention the Ten Thousand Demon Kings, this lord probably has extraordinary cultivation. The dragon has no head but no tail. How many identities does he have?

Although Lin Feng had seen one of his identities, even his family, did he listen to the other party’s words, but did the lord have only that identity?

Just say that Lin Feng has many identities now. Who knows that the disciples of the Temple of Destiny will be the demons in this territory of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings?

"Lin Feng!" Finally, a voice came, and it was the Lord who arrived. He saw his body slowly falling from the sky, staring at Lin Feng, with a sharp edge flashing, and said, "Your realm?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I have experienced sudden enlightenment over the years and my cultivation has improved rapidly. As for the realm, the lord should consider me as the realm of the Holy Emperor."

"Holy Emperor." The lord's expression was slightly condensed, very shocked. In the past, the martial emperor Lin Feng had the combat power that surpassed the peak of the emperor, and his combat power reached the Heavenly Emperor. Now he said that he had some understanding and his combat power had been pressed into the realm of the Saint Emperor? It was so fast. He had never seen anyone grow so fast in combat power.

"Lord, I want to see the King of Ten Thousand Demons." Lin Feng looked at the Lord and spoke.

The lord stared at Lin Feng, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see the Ten Thousand Demon King."

After saying that, he and Lin Feng flashed in an instant, and disappeared from here.

Lin Feng's body flashed in the void. Soon, he found that the road ahead seemed familiar, and couldn't help but ask: "Lord, how big is the entire world of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings?"

"I don't know how big it is for multiple worlds." The lord responded with a smile, causing Lin Feng's pupils to shrink, and asked again: "Is the territory world of the Ten Thousand Demon Kings completely isolated from the outside world?"

"Yes, but it is certainly impossible to be completely isolated. For example, Baidi, like a strong man of his level, can also cause storms and storms when he steps into the territory of the Ten Thousand Demon King. However, since he still wants to go out, the Ten Thousand Demon King is willing to let him go out, but his life cannot be his own." The lord said calmly, causing Lin Feng's expression to condense. It seems that the fall of Baidi is really inseparable from the territory of the Ten Thousand Demon King.

"Of course, as a core figure, you can get out of this world, such as your demon son and the lords of various worlds."

"The control of the worlds by the King of Ten Thousand Demons is much tighter than that of the Temple of the Temple of Jiuxiao." Lin Feng said in a low voice. The Lord nodded with a smile and said, "Indeed, I have also walked around Jiuxiao. The Temple of Gods are extremely arrogant. They regard all living beings as ants and are above them. No one can provoke their authority."

"Well." Lin Feng nodded and agreed to the lord's evaluation of the temple. In the Jiuxiao Heavenly Court, the temple of the gods is indeed a supreme existence. Most people under their jurisdiction do not even know the existence of the Jiuxiao Heavenly Court, or they only exist in their imagination. As for the temple, it is as far away as the legendary mythology.

The temple, for countless years, has made themselves a myth. No one can shake their existence except the temple and the temple. Except for some existences in the Tai Yao Realm, they are just afraid of other temples.

The terrifying airflow rolled in. When he reached his goal, Lin Feng showed a look of surprise and landed with the lord one after another.

"Lord, why are you back here again?" Lin Feng looked at the familiar scenery ahead and couldn't help but be slightly surprised. In front, there was the place where the lord brought him to last time, his home.

"You will know if you follow me." The lord smiled at Lin Feng, then he turned into a mortal again, his temperament restrained and he walked forward.

"Uncle Wang." Lin Feng also restrained his temperament, shouted with a wry smile. The two of them walked into the ancient street and came to the lord's house again. The girl came to greet him happily. Seeing Lin Feng blinking, she smiled and said, "You are here again."

"Well, let's take a look with Uncle Wang." Lin Feng smiled and said, but the lord asked his daughter, "Girl, is the old man who paints the painting?"

"Of course, what else can he do besides drawing?" the girl smiled.

"I'll go see him." The lord said, then led Lin Feng to a place on the same street and opened a dilapidated door. Then Lin Feng saw an old man in the ancient yard painting that had been focusing on.

"Empty?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. The paintings drawn by the other party were empty and had nothing. He even drew on a stone with a pen. How could he draw a picture?

"Lord?" Lin Feng looked at the lord in confusion, and saw the other party smiled and said, "You can watch here for a while. He can't stop every time he draws, wait."

Lin Feng turned his head and became even more curious. He didn't understand why the lord brought him here, but soon, Lin Feng frowned slightly. He seemed to find that the old man's painting seemed to be not as simple as he imagined. He saw the light that seemed to be a little bit of infiltration into the stone, and it was almost impossible for the naked eye to seep.

"What's going on?" Lin Feng believed that he could not read it wrong. He stared at the pen and saw the other party constantly carving, repeating and repeating, as if he was painting a heavenly book.

"Sometimes he can draw for several years, or even decades, forever." The lord said lightly, causing Lin Feng's pupils to shrink. He could not do it for several decades, or even for several years.

What a terrible perseverance it would take to let him repeat the same thing for a few years, and it would take him to repeat the same thing, and this ordinary old man seemed to have no breath at all. People passing by were too lazy to look at him more, but could he not eat or drink for decades?

Lin Feng's eyes slowly turned, looked at the lord, opened his mouth, and said, "He is..."

The lord seemed to know what Lin Feng was going to ask, and nodded with a smile, causing Lin Feng's pupils to shrink. When he looked at the old man again, a light flashed in his eyes.

"The King of Demons!"

The extremely ordinary silly old man in front of me, the old guy who kept repeating the same action, is the Ten Thousand Demon King?

However, after experiencing so much, Lin Feng was able to calmly accept anything bizarre, so his expression quickly returned to normal. He just let out a breath, then retreated aside, sat with the lord, and watched the old man draw.

This painting lasted for eighteen days. The old man's pen finally stopped and did not look up. These days, he had never raised his head to look at Lin Feng.

"It's finally done." The old man stretched his waist, then raised his head, looked at Lin Feng, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then smiled and said, "Lin Feng, we're meeting again."

"Ten Thousand Demon King." Lin Feng nodded slightly. In his seventh life, it can be said that he had seen the other party seven times. Of course, it can also be said that they had never seen each other once.

"No, very good." The Wan Yao King looked at Lin Feng, nodded constantly, and smiled, "Why are you here to find me this time?"

"You have said that the demon son has the power to command the legion of the world. I want to know how strong your power is. I am going to join forces with you." Lin Feng said calmly. Even though the existence standing in front of him was the King of Ten Thousand Demons, he still used the word "joining".

The Ten Thousand Demon King narrowed his expression slightly and said with a smile: "What are you doing together?"

Lin Feng stared at the Ten Thousand Demon King and spit out a cold voice: "Tear off the altar of those who are high above."
Chapter completed!