The next moment, everyone understood what Tianmiao meant.
The painful expression on He Ling's face disappeared, and a ferocious sneer appeared on his face. He stood firm, suddenly stretched out his hand, leaned into his body, and grabbed Han Le's remnant soul.
Everyone was shocked by this change.
What's going on?
"Demon! Demon Lord!" Han Le's panicked voice sounded, "Master Demon Lord, please let me go. Let me go, I will be sad for you, and I will die." This kind of demonic energy that can almost swallow him
Only the Demon Lord can do it.
The faces of the elders instantly turned pale. Is this possible? It’s impossible! How could the Demon Lord appear here?
Demon Lord!
The strongest demon in this world.
How strong is it? According to the secret documents of each sect, all the monks gathered to encircle and suppress him at that time, but they were fruitless. The city lord of Baiyu City led all the masters of Baiyu City to encircle and suppress him, but they were still fruitless.
If we say who the strongest person in this world is, no one can answer it. After all, human cultivators have always emerged in many talents, and the younger generation pushes the older generation. But if we want to say who the strongest person in this world is, it must be this demon
Honor.
At that time, the demon lord could clearly press these monks to death with one finger, but he didn't. He just slapped all the monks in his hands and destroyed several cities, then turned around and disappeared into the boundless sky.
Now, why does it appear in He Ling's body?
No, I should ask why he turned into He Ling, pretended to be taken over, and then walked to the present step by step.
The Demon Lord hasn't appeared in this world for many years.
Fifty thousand years.
It took 50,000 years, but the Demon Lord had never appeared.
When everyone thought that the world was in harmony like this, the Demon Lord appeared.
And it appeared in the hinterland of Baiyu City.
A light crack sounded on He Ling's face. In everyone's astonished gaze, the skin on He Ling's face cracked inch by inch, and then fell, revealing the dark skin color inside.
The true appearance of the Demon Lord also appeared in front of everyone.
It was a handsome face full of wild charm. The demon has always been proportional to his strength and appearance.
He just grinned his teeth and crushed the remnant soul of Han Le who had been struggling in his hand. He looked at the soul of "He Ling" who wanted to float to the leader of Cangyuan Sect, grabbed it and crushed it directly.
It's the Demon Lord!
This looks!
At this moment, several elders and sect masters determined the identity of the "people" in front of them. In the secret documents of each sect, there are detailed records of the Demon Lord, and naturally his appearance is also included.
"Demon Lord, what's the point of coming again?" The elder took two steps forward and asked in a deep voice.
The Demon Lord in front of him, all of them were probably no match for him. If he really wanted to attack Baiyu City, he would be really unsure whether Baiyu City could support it.
The Demon Lord did not answer the Great Elder's words, but slowly turned his eyes to Master Wuxin.
Master Wuxin frowned slightly, and his eyes were puzzled.
"I came here, of course, to follow the God Lord and go to a wider world. This world is too boring." The Demon Lord pulled a sneer on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and pointed it lightly.
"Sir God, please wake up." The Demon Lord's tone was indescribable piety, fanaticism and respect.
The next moment, Master Wuxin's handsome face slowly cracked at this moment, and his eyes were astonished.
Tianmiao has not taken action and has been watching the changes.
She always felt that things seemed to be about to get out of sight.
(I will finish writing later, and I will finish this story today, otherwise you will feel deprived of it.)