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Chapter 130

The demons of all ages would seal their cultivation in the sword of the demon after their death.

Give this sword to the later Demon Lord, and as the ability of the Demon Lord's sword is used, the user will get a corresponding level of cultivation.

And this sword can also absorb the spiritual power and cultivation of other demons when fighting with other demons.

Prior to this, Yan Yao didn't realize it.

King Li began to feel powerless, and finally Yan Yao directly kicked him off the ring.

And Yan Yao's situation is not very good.

Got a lot of injuries.

Zhou Yan and Zhou Qing ran up to the stage quickly, supporting Yanyao.

"Mozun, are you alright?"

Yan Yao waved his hand and pushed them away. Although he was injured, he was not so weak.

He walked slowly in front of King Li, and pointed the sword of Demon King at King Li's face.

"Uncle Li, you lost. I hope you can keep your word. Mingdu is mine now."

With so many demons watching, if King Li repents, it will only make people look down on him.

Moreover, now that the Demon Lord's sword is pointing at him, how dare he say no.

"Okay, I admit defeat."

"Uncle Li, hand over your things."

Reluctantly, King Li took out the magic bead and threw it to Yanyao.

Yan Yao took it quickly, took back a quarter of the magic beads, and this place will be his place from now on.

The bottom of his heart jumped with joy that he had never felt before, and the corners of Yan Yao's mouth curled up, looking very happy.

Yun Shu ran up.

"Congratulations, Yan Yao."

"Where, thank you for your reminder."

"You're welcome, I'm also selfish. If you lose here, how can I find my things?"

Yan Yao responded, and now the sky has darkened.

He hoped that everyone could stay in Mingdu for one night, recharge their batteries, and set off tomorrow.

Yun Shu doesn't have much opinion, she is not familiar with the demon race.

As long as you listen to Yanyao, Song Siliang shrugged, also looking indifferent.

Tears fell from Zhou Qing's red eyes.

"Mozun, this is really great. We have subdued the underworld, and we finally have a place."

It is no longer the demon clan who only has the title of Demon Lord.

Yan Yao smiled helplessly, but Zhou Yan couldn't help complaining.

"Why are you crying? There are so many people? You are not afraid of shame."

"I'm just too happy. Besides, why can't I cry? Whoever said that demons can't cry. Crying is just a way of expressing emotions. Why can't I cry?"

……

Yan Yao gave orders, and several people temporarily lived in a large courtyard.

All five people live in this yard.

The room next to Yun Shu belongs to Song Siliang.

Yan Yao and the three of them seem to have a lot of things to deal with about the demons, so they are not in the yard for the time being.

Yun Shu also has nothing to worry about.

She stood outside the yard, looking at the somewhat gray sky.

In fact, there is still a certain difference between the Demon Race and when I came here.

For example, the house here, the living habits here and so on.

But the sky of the Demon Race seems to be the same as before, and it has never changed.

"What is a man thinking here?"

Song Siliang's voice suddenly sounded.

"Thanks to the elder brother, otherwise how could I have come to this place."

Song Siliang was very thick-skinned, and even said shamelessly.

"Oh, that's it, don't thank me too much, I'm afraid I can't bear it."

(End of this chapter)