Practice starts with skill points.

Clang clang!
Waves rolled in the sky one after another, and the fight between the two shattered the surrounding space into pieces.

The youngest son of Demon Emperor Fei Yu has reached the perfect realm of the King Realm. He is only one step away from breaking the elixir and condensing the Dharma image of heaven and earth. He is a true half-step emperor and even more powerful than the one he killed last time.

"Roar!"

Fei Mo roared towards the sky, and black blood seemed to flow from his eyes.

"I am the son of the Demon Emperor, born a holy demon. Die, you lowly beast!"

A blood-red lotus flashed between Fei Mo's eyebrows, then shattered in an instant, turning into a huge amount of blood and demonic energy that poured into his body.

Buzz!
Suddenly, there were trembling sounds in his body, and the injuries he had just suffered were healed instantly, and his aura almost doubled.

Click, click, click!
As his mind moved, the blood-based demonic energy instantly transformed into a suit of armor and a cloak on his body. Amidst the endless mist of demonic energy, the stick in his hand also emitted a scarlet blood-gold light.

Whoohoo!
The demonic energy was as black as ink, and the thick blood light set off a violent tide that spanned thousands of miles. The endless vitality turned into a hurricane that blew violently.

"You lowly beast, I want you dead."

Fei Mo spoke out words of endless coldness, word by word, causing an even more violent explosion.

Zhong Lin stood in the sky, his expression as cold as iron and stone, his robes dancing wildly in the wind.

He could feel that the rapid increase in Fei Mo's power did not come from him, but from the broken blood lotus between his eyebrows. It was obviously a backup plan left for him by his Demon Emperor father.

This is also the reason why many emperors asked him to kill Fei Mo this time. The offspring who is so valued by a Demon Emperor must have huge potential. If he can kill him, it will definitely make Demon Emperor Fei Yu furious and affect part of the battle situation.

Of course, if Fei Mo was really killed, the person who would be most affected would naturally be Zhong Lin, who would definitely be targeted by a Demon Emperor, and he might die at any time in the next hundred years of war.

But it doesn't matter. If you can't improve your cultivation as soon as possible, even the biggest chess piece is still a chess piece and may be abandoned at any time.

Looking up at the increasingly violent Fei Mo, a hint of contempt appeared on Zhong Lin's face.

"Ridiculous."

This young master Fei Mo was blessed with the power of the Demon Emperor. For ordinary king-level strong men, they would naturally be shocked and feel unable to resist under this boundless and overwhelming pressure. However, for Zhong Lin, it was like a blown bubble.

It looks huge, but it is actually vulnerable.

"Dead! Die! Die!"

Upon hearing this, Fei Mo went completely berserk. His lips turned outward, a mouthful of fangs extended from them, his eyes were bloodshot, and the iron rod in his hand grew longer in the wind, like a pillar of heaven that pushed away the endless smoke and dust. With the mighty power of ten thousand demons crying together, he was about to smash Zhong Lin to death with one stick.

Explode! Collapse! Roll!

Within a hundred thousand miles of the sky, all visible and invisible matter were corroded into particles smaller than dust by the boundless demonic energy at the moment the stick was struck.

"bring it on!"

Zhong Lin grinned, without any retreat, he grabbed the air with his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the long sword in his hand instantly radiated infinite light, and my sword intent tore through the devil cloud.

boom!
Without another word, Zhong Lin jumped up, raised the long sword in his hand like a sacred mountain supporting the sky, and slashed towards Fei Mo like the heavy sun and moon.

The moment he swung his sword, the boundless light all converged into him, and it seemed to have no weight at all, as light as a wooden stick. But as this light sword slashed down, Fei Mo's face changed instantly.

At this moment, he felt as if he had turned into a bloated bubble. Even though he saw the mystery of Zhong Lin's sword, he could not control the surging demonic energy.

Although it was only a fraction of the difference, it was enough for a strong man like Zhong Lin.

when!
Amidst the endless sound of metal clashing, one of Fei Mo's arms and the iron rod in his hand instantly disappeared and flew up, disappearing into the sky under the tremendous force.

puff!
Fei Mo could no longer support himself and fell to his knees above the clouds, spitting out blood.

Zhong Lin looked down at Fei Mo, dancing the sword in his hand, and said with disdain: "Strength is never the stronger the better."

Fei Mo's body was blessed with the power of Fei Yu Demon Emperor. Although he seemed powerful, he was like a child wielding a sword. That was intimidating to some ordinary warriors. But for a powerful being like Zhong Lin who had practiced every martial art to perfection and comprehended the state of mind, his whole body was vulnerable. A simple touch on his weak spot was enough to defeat him instantly, even easier than without the power of Fei Yu Demon Emperor. It could be said that without the blessing of Fei Yu Demon Emperor's power, he would not be able to be defeated in a short time. As for now...

"No... Impossible. I am the son of the Demon Emperor, a natural-born Holy Demon. I..."

laugh!
Zhong Lin swung the sword in his hand, Fei Mo's head flew up, his soul was destroyed, and he died on the spot.

"Why so much nonsense?"

Zhong Lin curled his lips, picked up Fei Mo's blood pill and swallowed it directly into his stomach, burning it with scorching flames. As for the blood-colored long stick that was knocked away, he also caught it and threw it into the Donghuang Bell for the Donghuang Bell to refine and swallow.

"My son."

In the distant time and space, Demon Emperor Fei Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked through layers of space at Fei Mo, whose head and body were already separated. His violent aura soared into the sky, and endless anger burned the sky.

Zhong Lin stood quietly in place, looked up at the huge blood-red eye that suddenly appeared in the sky above his head, then grinned, showing his arrogance.

He could feel the anger and terrifying power in that huge blood-red eye. If the real body of Demon Emperor Fei Yu was here, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand it for even a moment and his body would be shattered.

However, all the Demon Kings of the Xuehua Realm were blocked outside the passage, at least they have not entered the Qingyuan Realm yet. What can they do to me?

"Qingyuan Realm human warrior, I will remember you. When I enter the Qingyuan Realm, it will be the day you die. I will place your soul on the fire and burn it for ten thousand years to vent the hatred in my heart."

The angry voice of Demon Emperor Fei Yu resounded throughout the entire Beiyuan, and the cold murderous intent was even more terrifying than the ice and snow on Beiyuan.

"If Demon Emperor Fei Yu comes in person, my sword will not be at a disadvantage." Zhong Lin said slowly.

"Good! Good! Good!"

It seemed that Demon Emperor Fei Yu had never expected Zhong Lin to be so arrogant, and the bloodshot in his huge eyes became even brighter.

"All warriors, listen to my orders. Whoever kills this man will be personally appointed by the Emperor."

At the same time, a drop of blood dripped from the eyes and landed on Zhong Lin's body at lightning speed.

This mark did not cause any harm, but it could make Zhong Lin shine in the eyes of the Blood Demons like a firefly in the dark night, making it difficult for him to hide.

With one order, Zhong Lin became the target of public criticism, and all the Blood Demons wanted to get rid of his "supreme treasure" as soon as possible.

While all the Qingyuan Realm warriors were worried, Zhong Lin stretched lazily. (End of this chapter)