Chu Yunlan originally wanted to confirm whether that sword belonged to Su Qizhan, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.
If he was disappointed with Li Wuxie, then he was extremely disappointed with Xiao Rongjun.
At the same time, the True Immortal of Disha Sect also picked up his lost disciple Yan Lei.
"Where's Tu Ling?"
Yan Lei's eyes were red, he clenched his fists and said nothing.
With the collapse behind him, the Sword Demon Secret Realm just disappeared.
There will be no next opening, and there will be no new sword demons.
The people who had just escaped from the secret realm were frightened by the demon lord who appeared before they could even take a breath.
The Demon Lord is dressed in black and gorgeous clothes, with sharp eyes, calm and intimidating, and extremely handsome appearance, as if he has a hook. No matter whether he is a man or a woman, anyone who is hooked will sink into his beauty and be helpless.
Extricate yourself.
And behind the Demon Lord stood two people, one on the left and one on the right, both very young. The one on the left was a gloomy young man, who was also extremely handsome. Standing next to the Demon Lord, they actually had a similar temperament, except that the young man
Slightly cramped and seems not quite used to being the center of attention.
The one on the right is a very beautiful girl, her bright eyes and white teeth are full of coldness, but occasionally, for a moment, you can feel the tenderness in her eyes. This girl's cold temperament is very charming and arouses endless reverie.
"Hand over all the Sword Demon Orders, or else I will be killed without mercy!"
There was no need for the Demon Lord to speak. The elders of the Demon Sect had already stepped forward and answered many people's questions for the Demon Lord.
Chu Yunlan realized that the situation was not good, and immediately began to build a magic circle, which can often inspire terrifying power when life and death are at stake.
But before he could successfully build it, everyone's eyes were on him. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have a Sword Demon Token in his hand.
At this time, of course, saving one's life was more important, so the Sword Demon Token was thrown out by him.
The Sword Demon Token threw a beautiful arc in the air. Everyone present thought that it could safely fall into the hands of the Demon Sect elders. However, the next moment, a dragon emerged from the void, bit the Sword Demon Token in one bite, and then turned into a monster.
The human form appeared in front of everyone.
"Ao Dong, the master of the Nine Palaces of the Dragon King?"
The Demon Lord looked at the man in gold armor who suddenly appeared and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Any unstable factor that appears in front of him now will trigger the devil's violent and sensitive murderous intention.
"Give me the Sword Demon Order."
The Demon Lord felt that he had restrained his murderous intention and his mood had stabilized. As long as the Lord of the Ninth Palace of the Dragon King is sensible, he should offer his sacrifice with both hands and apologize!
Ao Dong played with the Sword Demon Token in his hand, then stepped into the soil with his foot, showing a rebellious smile: "You humans are fighting to the death for a small broken token. Sure enough, the ants are
Ants are only worthy of crawling at the feet of our noble dragon clan."
The Dragon King Palace already controls most of the area in the Shiwan Mountains, so the human race living in the Shiwan Mountains are nothing more than ants living in the territory of the Dragon King Palace.
Therefore, as the master of the Ninth Palace of the Dragon King Palace, even if he only has the peak strength of the ninth level Immortal King, he is still qualified to speak nonsense in front of the Demon Lord.
Even more arrogant.
In the past days, the Demon Lord would have endured the calm for a while, after all, relying on others. But now that he has broken his face and plans to transfer, how can he possibly return the face of the Nine Dragon King?
"Who asked you to come? The Destiny Sect or Ao Lan?"
The Demon Lord's expression was calm, but the aura that belonged to the Immortal Emperor was released silently.
Ao Dong pointed at the demon lord's nose and sneered: "You two pig, you dare to call Lord Dragon God by his name, you are finished! Unless you offer the rhizome of the magic flower, you will be liquidated.
Bar!"
"oh?"
The Demon Lord's eyes burst into red light, and the figure of the young man in blue appeared in front of him again. The other party's threatening words were still in his ears, and the other party's ugly face was still vivid in his mind.
"It turns out he is from your Dragon King Palace, no wonder he is so arrogant!"
The raging murderous intention is no longer difficult to hide, and there is no need to suppress it!
Ao Dong didn't know who 'he' was at all, but that didn't stop the Demon Lord from directing his anger on him!
The space was distorting, and blood was filling the air. The Demon Lord stepped in front of Ao Dong, and the bloody fist that filled his sight knocked Ao Dong away. The next moment, the Demon Lord took the second step, and Ao Dong flew thousands of miles upside down.
It was as if he was frozen in the air, just for the Demon Lord to rush to his side.
Ao Dong, who was spitting blood, was directly knocked back to his original shape by the punch, and a huge dragon body appeared in the sky.
But Ao Dong no longer had the arrogance he had before, but looked at the arrival of the second punch in horror.
The protective magic weapon was broken, and Ao Dong's breath was dying.
"Madman! Demon Lord, you are bringing disaster to the Demon Sect!"
Click!
The sound of the sword being drawn resounded throughout the world, and Ao Dong was finally afraid. His usually stubborn mouth finally gave in in the face of death, and all kinds of begging for mercy were poured out at an incredible speed.
But the Demon Lord who pulled out the blood-stained magic sword could no longer hear Ao Dong's begging for mercy at this moment. His scarlet eyes showed a slightly crazy smile: "I am the Immortal Emperor, and even a mere Immortal King dares to bark!?"
A streak of blood-colored sword light slashed out from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and countless mountain tops were flattened with a single blow.
All the Immortal Emperors felt this and all looked in the direction of Shiwan Mountain.
The sword falls and the dragon falls.
The Lord of the Nine Halls of the Dragon King, Ao Dong is dead!
Dragon God Ao Lan cast his gaze over with the help of Ao Dong's residual blood, and happened to collide with the Demon Lord's gaze.
The distant dragon roar brought an angry question: "Demon Lord, you have gone too far!"
The Demon Lord sheathed the sword, and then slashed it with one more blow, completely erasing the thought of the Dragon God descending with the help of the dragon's body.
"A mere beast dares to take charge of the human race. When the Demon Sect stands above all spirits, you, Ao Lan, will also bow to me!"
But a ray of the divine thought extended by the Dragon God still escaped, and the Demon Lord returned to the Sword Demon Secret Realm with cold eyes.
It was clear that everything was safe when he left, but the scene at this moment reignited the demon lord's dying anger.
All the elders of the demon sect were dead and wounded, the saints and saints were all lying on the ground in a pool of blood, and the other demonic forces fled completely without a trace.
Xu Yousan covered a wound on his neck and pointed at Demon Bone Mountain.
Even though the Demon Lord was angry, he did not pursue him immediately. Instead, he gave Xu Yousan a top-grade divine elixir.
The elixir melted in the mouth, and as the fragrance of the medicine spread, the wounds were also recovering. Xu Yousan looked at the Demon Lord excitedly, then realized something, and quickly pulled the Demon Lord's clothes and shouted: "Father, save Yue.
One."
The Demon Lord's mouth twitched, but he still took out a defective elixir and asked the unlucky child to take it for Xian Yueyi.
After the Demon Lord rushed to Demon Bone Mountain, Xu Yousan curled his lips and stared at the inferior elixir speechlessly for a while.
Elixir is divided into ordinary elixir, spiritual elixir, divine elixir and elixir.
Each type is divided into the best, the best, the medium, and the inferior.
Although an Immortal Emperor like the Demon Lord is in short supply of elixirs, he certainly has a lot of magical elixirs. As for elixirs, they are probably very rare.
It was really hard for him to give Xian Yueyi a specially selected elixir.
"My father treats me so well."
After Xu Yousan took the pill to Xianyue Yi, he covered her mouth and made a silencing gesture.
Crescent Moon understood its meaning instantly and blinked to show understanding.
At the same time, after the Demon Lord heard his son's praise, the chill in his eyes melted away a lot, but when he saw the figure in blue behind the Demon Bone Mountain, the renewed anger once again found a target to vent his anger on.
The sword light swept out again.
"You bastard, suffer death!"
Now that he has broken with the Dragon King Palace, there is no need to hide anymore. The extremely well-educated Demon Lord is about to be driven crazy by Su Qi.
There is great terror on the other side of the mountain.
Su Qi stepped onto the Bone Bridge. When he looked back, he raised his middle finger towards the Demon Lord. This chapter has been completed!