"My lord." Ming Yi and others were already waiting respectfully outside the door.
When Lu Yu came out of the customs, everyone immediately came to greet him.
In just a few days, Lu Yu's entire aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Ming Yi and others could clearly feel that Lu Yu's aura had become calmer, no longer as murderous as when he came out of the blood pool that day.
How many days has it been?
Ming Yi and others looked at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.
"Grand Priest, you brought us to see the new Demon King. Where is he?" Behind Ming Yi, a strange and sinister voice came out.
I saw a middle-aged man in black robe walking out from behind Ming Yi and others, leading a group of people and walking over proudly.
"Be brave, the Demon King is in front of you, don't talk nonsense!" Ming Yi scolded.
The middle-aged man crossed his arms and sneered: "I only saw a kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. Great worshiper, you killed the Demon Emperor and the deputy sect leader yourself, you should find a decent puppet, find such a fart
Older boy, do you think we are all fools?"
Behind the middle-aged man, a group of people all sneered.
They are worshipers of the Nether Demon Sect and have a transcendent status.
These people are just strong men attached to the Netherworld Demon Sect. Once there is any benefit, they will flock here.
They didn't have the courage to face the Demon Emperor, but now that Ming Yi had captured the Netherworld Demon Sect, their hearts began to cheer up.
"Great worshiper, I came to the Demon Sect no younger than you. Now the Demon Sect is in a chaotic stage. Let's make a new decision on the candidate for the Lord." The middle-aged man said.
Ming Yi's eyes widened with anger: "Who are you calling a puppet?"
The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Stop pretending, we are already very clear about your plan. The reason why you support a puppet is probably not to seize the treasure of the entire Nether Demon Sect."
"Jun Hao, come here." The middle-aged man waved behind him.
From behind the middle-aged man, a handsome young man walked slowly over with a rebellious expression on his face.
"Grand Enshrinement, this is my disciple Zhu Junhao. He is only thirty years old now and has already reached the realm of Little Zhoutian. Even the famous young helmsman in the sect can only be compared to him." The middle-aged man said confidently.
said.
With a confident smile on his lips, Zhu Junhao walked forward, clasped his fists and said, "I've seen big offerings."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Junhao looked at Lu Yu, shook his head and said, "I would rather the Nether Demon Sect be in the hands of a truly capable person, rather than an empty puppet."
After saying that, Zhu Junhao looked at Lu Yu with a hint of ridicule: "You don't know what means you used to get the appreciation of the big worshipper. But I once investigated you, a little traveler, who got the treasure by chance.
I dedicated it to the previous generation of Demon Emperor, and that’s why I won the title of general.”
"Haha, even if you are a general, you are not worth mentioning in front of me." Zhu Junhao shook his head helplessly, full of disdain.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Big worshiper, I hope you will think carefully and don't let me, the Nether Demon Sect, be laughed at."
Ming Yi's forehead had already bulged with blood vessels, and he shouted angrily: "That's it, get out of here!"
"Are you angry from shame?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Even if your cultivation level is higher than mine, these people I bring are not vegetarians. Nether Demon Sect, you are not the one who has the final say!"
Behind the middle-aged man, more than a dozen worshipers immediately stood up, and they were all powerful men in the Great Zhoutian realm!