Primordial Crazy Thunder

Chapter 348

Chapter 340 Eight

"This... I don't know either."

Regarding Ling Shan's question, Huangquan Demon Venerable could only tell the truth.

At that time, while he was cultivating, a very powerful man appeared in his cave and asked him to kill a young man named Ling Shan in exchange for a pot of Yunzhou spirit wine.

How could the arrogant Huangquan Demon Venerable agree to that person's request.

However, after the two of them made a move each, Demon Lord Huangquan chose to agree.

Not because of anything else, but because that person's strength is far superior to him!

The most important point is that this person is from Yaoshen Mountain in Yunzhou.Although Huangquan Demon Venerable is a casual cultivator, he is still in awe of the great power in Yunzhou.

For him, a boy who was at the peak of Tongxuan could be killed easily, and the other party's request was not too excessive, so he agreed.

It's a pity, Huangquan Demon Venerable never expected that such a few perverts would be surrounded by a kid at the Golden Core Realm.

"killed."

Ling Shan opened his mouth lightly, and turned his gaze to Heavenly Tribulation.

"Young Master Ling, don't kill me, the villain is willing to do like a dog and a horse!" Ling Shan's sudden opening made Huang Quan Mozun completely unresponsive, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

A generation of demon kings, when their lives are threatened, appear to be no different from ordinary people.

"puff--"

However, when he just uttered these words, Ling Baiyi had already cut off his head with a sword, and immediately blood shot out, the scene was astonishing.

What is surprising is that after the head of Demon Venerable Yellow Springs fell, it did not fall towards the ground, but floated up with a frightened face.

"Young Master Ling, don't, don't kill me..."

The head of Demon Lord Huang Quan was suspended in front of Ling Shan, begging.

This astonishing scene was seen by many people.

However, in this case, no one made a sound, and the silence was a little scary.

The majestic Yellow Spring Demon Lord, one of the top ten masters of the Shenyang Dynasty, is so miserable, it really is a crime.

Ling Shan stretched out his hand and grasped lightly, a wave of white nothingness visible to the naked eye drifted and distorted from the top of Demon Venerable Huangquan's head.

The expression of the Demon Lord of Yellow Springs was frozen there, and the white nothingness gradually solidified, turning into a little man the size of a fist, sitting cross-legged in emptiness, glaring at Ling Shan.

This is the Dao Infant of Demon Lord Huangquan. When Ling Baiyi chopped off with his sword, he escaped his own Dao Infant into his head.

Ling Shan beckoned slightly, and sucked the Dao Infant of Demon Venerable Huang Quan over, and then offered the 'Sun Tian Cauldron' to suck it in.

During the whole process, the Netherworld Demon Venerable didn't have the slightest resistance.

Although Ling Shan's current realm is only at the middle stage of Jindan, it is too easy to deal with this kind of "master" who only has Daoying left.

Without Daoying, Huangquan Demon Venerable's body was completely destroyed, shriveled up quickly, and fell to the ground.

At the last moment, Ling Shan stretched out his hand and summoned the Qiankun Ring from Demon Venerable Huangquan's hand.

A person like him must have a lot of resources.

Ling Shan didn't bother to investigate, and threw it directly into the Ritian Cauldron.

After continuously consolidating the formation, the space inside the Ritian Cauldron is already far larger than the Qiankun Ring, and it can hold living things.

Now the space inside the Ritian Cauldron is much wider than the top grade Qiankun Ring.

"What did I just see? Huangquan Demon Venerable is dead?"

At this time, someone in the crowd spoke, looked at his companion blankly, and murmured.

"It should be, I should be dreaming..." After finishing speaking, he slapped himself loudly. "Ah, it hurts..."

"You are sick. Why do you beat yourself up when the Demon Lord of Huangquan is dead?"

"Isn't it just a dream? Holding the grass, the Netherworld Demon Venerable is really dead, just like this by a sword?"

"The sky has changed, the top ten masters of the Shenyang Dynasty are so stupid..."

"..."

People were talking frantically about what had happened, with shock written all over their faces.

They actually witnessed the death of Demon Lord Huangquan with their own eyes!

What an awesome thing this is, no one would dare to believe it.

That was Netherworld Demon Venerable, he died so easily without any signs.

There were many people talking about it, but no one dared to talk about that young man in black robe over there.

That young man must have been too terrifying. Even the Demon Lord of the Underworld begged for mercy, and even offered to do his best, yet he didn't even give him the chance to say 'kill', and he really killed him.

Who is the Demon Lord...

"My son, what is the origin..."

On the periphery of the crowd, an old man dressed in gray looked solemn and muttered to himself.

Naturally, he was the first to notice the vision of Flame Valley, and he was also the first to notice the vision of Dongshan City.

But it is hard to imagine that all this is because of the young man who fought in his restaurant before.

The appearance of the Netherworld Demon Lord made him a little worried.However, what I didn't expect was that the demon king of this generation died as soon as he appeared on the stage.

To die so simply, so funny, so painful...

"Huh?" Suddenly, the gray-clothed venerable frowned, picked up the jade pendant at his waist, and it was shining brightly.

"Looks like they're here."

The Venerable in gray took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

In the depths of the nine heavens, a circular pattern suddenly appeared in a place that could not be seen by the naked eye. The spiritual lines above the pattern floated, which was extremely mysterious.

The next moment, more than a dozen terrifying auras descended suddenly.

"These places are better, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but it's a little bit hot..."

Wearing a dark red robe, the man with an upside-down mark between his brows was the first to step out of the range of the pattern, yelling.

"Is this the catastrophe of annihilation?"

Another figure appeared, a young man in white riding a huge ice wolf, holding a jade flute in his hand, frowning as he looked at the bloody robbery clouds in the sky.

"No, the breath below..."

At the same time, both Ghost Li and Bing Qianchi were startled.

Directly below the Thousand Miles Tribulation Cloud, the terrifying breath of life, like an ancient monster that has been dormant for a long time, is slowly recovering!

The terrifying aura made both of their expressions change.

The two people who were hostile to each other looked at each other, seeing the horror in each other's eyes.

"Go and find Huiyi first."

Bing Qianchi didn't say anything, and rushed down directly.

Gui Li followed with a dozen of his subordinates.

At the same time, a thick aura emerged from the void.

A group of people dressed in bright clothes and with extraordinary bearing appeared in the sky above the Valley of Flames.

These people came across space from beyond the border of thousands of miles.

"It's such a strong yin and yang energy. Is this an ancient alien species? It's not a waste of time..." A fairy-like old man laughed softly.

Following the appearance of this person, another middle-aged man in a red robe emerged, and his whole body was pressed down like a mountain. The terrifying oppressive force squeezed and twisted the void.

"Unexpectedly, Master Yunshan from Qingyun Immortal Sect also came."

(End of this chapter)