Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 595 Demon God

Chapter 595 Demon God
"Whoosh..."

At this moment, what puzzled him was, could it be that there were only the demon god and that man in the demon realm, and there were no other demon disciples?Why is there no one?

Finally, he saw the white figure, the person he had escaped from the valley, and the person who almost killed him.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, to see where else you can escape.

Soon, Feng Ting caught up to this person, and the fog gu blade in his hand stabbed out again.

This person was unable to dodge the fog gu blade, a hole was stabbed in the back, and the person fell from the sky and fell into the dense forest.

Feng Ting also appeared in front of this person immediately, in front of him was a middle-aged man, dressed in white, already stained red with blood.

"Are you that martial artist Feng Ting?" This person couldn't think of another martial artist with such abilities.

"You know me, but I don't know you." Feng Ting sneered.

"Feng Ting, you are just a lowly martial artist, you also come to this muddy water, do you know what you are doing?" The middle-aged man's tone was threatening.

"Of course I know what I'm doing, I captured you, you are my prisoner now." Feng Ting looked down at the middle-aged man.

"What do you want to do?" The man looked angry.

"I haven't figured out what I want to do yet." Feng Ting said casually.

The man's face became even colder, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.He never dreamed that he would fall into the hands of a martial artist.Before, he had heard that Feng Ting had extraordinary attainments in refining medicine, but he did not expect that he was also good at using poison.At this moment, his whole body is sore and weak, and he can't even fly if he wants to fly.

"I can let you go, but it depends on what benefits you can give me." Feng Ting laughed.

"What do you want?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

Feng Ting paused and asked, "Tell me who you are first?"

"You don't care who I am, you just say what you want." The middle-aged man said domineeringly.

"If you don't tell me who you are, how will I know what I can get from you?" Feng Ting said boringly.

The middle-aged man knew that Feng Ting wanted to know his identity, and he said angrily, "Knowing who I am is not good for you."

"I just want to know." Feng Ting also frowned.

"You will regret it." The middle-aged man's eyes showed killing intent.

Feng Ting smiled slightly, raised his hand, and shot out several auras. Although the aura was not very strong, it was enough to seal several meridians of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stared angrily: "What are you going to do?"

"Take you to meet the Demon God to receive the reward." Feng Ting picked up the middle-aged man and galloped towards the valley just now.

"Feng Ting, do you know what you are doing?" The middle-aged man was a little anxious.

"Of course I know what I'm doing. There are a lot of treasures in the Demon Palace. I want to exchange some with you." Feng Ting replied while speeding.

"Feng Ting, you... let me tell you who I am." The middle-aged man finally couldn't resist.

"Say."

"I am from the Demon Palace." The middle-aged man replied.

"Isn't it? You should be from Jun Tianzong, right?" Feng Ting said casually.

"Yes, I am a disciple of Jun Tianzong." The middle-aged man said.

"You won't be the only one, right?" Feng Ting asked.

"Everyone else is dead."

"Is the Demon God dead?" Feng Ting was very concerned about this question.

"do not know."

"That means you succeeded?" Feng Ting's expression turned cold.

"If Yan Zhu doesn't appear, the Demon God will die," said the middle-aged man.

Feng Ting felt relieved, he felt that the Demon God should not be dead, at least he should hold his breath.

Seeing that Feng Ting was still running fast, the middle-aged man said loudly, "Stop quickly."

"There are still people from Jun Tianzong in the Demon Palace?" Feng Ting asked.

"Do you know what's the use of these?" The middle-aged man felt that he was deceived by Feng Ting.

"Sure enough." Feng Ting said.

"Feng Ting, are you kidding me?"

"I'm just kidding you, what can you do to me!" Feng Ting said and threw the middle-aged man up, then kicked him forward, kicking the middle-aged man forward like kicking a ball, and then caught up. Grab the belt of the middle-aged man and continue to gallop.

"Feng Ting, I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged man was being played like a ball, and he was furious.

"If you want to kill me, just dream." Feng Ting said coldly.

Seeing that he was about to reach the ruined valley, the middle-aged man was anxious: "Feng Ting, you are against Jun Tianzong, do you know the consequences?"

"Of course I know."

"Jun Tianzong will make your life worse than death!" the middle-aged man shouted.

"I will make your life worse than death first."

Feng Ting rushed into the valley with the middle-aged man, because half of the mountain collapsed, and the valley was almost filled.There is no longer a piece of red flowers and green grass, and only ruins full of stones can be seen.

This reminded Feng Ting of the scene that later generations saw when they came to the Demon Realm. This valley is the epitome of the later Demon Realm.

I don't know what happened to the Demon God!

"Ha ha……."

When the middle-aged man saw this situation, he wanted to laugh out loud, but Feng Ting's meridian in his throat was severely blocked, and he immediately became an angry and fearful mute.

Feng Ting carried the middle-aged man, flew up and down on the ruins, and began to sense the surrounding atmosphere.

A man in black covered in blood appeared, it was the man who brought Feng Ting.When he saw Feng Ting holding a middle-aged man in his hand, he couldn't help being surprised.

"How is the Demon God?" After Feng Ting asked this sentence, he knew that his words were a bit boring and childish.

"Follow me." The man said and flew forward.

Feng Ting followed immediately and flew several thousand meters to the depths of the ruins.

He saw a man in black sitting on a big rock. Although he was also covered in blood, he didn't look embarrassed at all.There was no dust on his face, and his hair was black and shining.There is an endless awe-inspiring aura all over the body, which seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts, making you involuntarily feel reverence.

This is the demon god!
Feng Ting threw the middle-aged man on the ground, and stepped forward to salute: "Feng Ting has seen the Demon God."

"Haha...you brought me another great gift!" The Demon God looked at Feng Ting with a brilliant look in his bright eyes.

"As long as the Demon God likes it." Feng Ting looked at the Demon God.

"Of course I like it. If you hadn't asked Yan Zhu to come to me, I'm afraid I would have been buried under the ruins right now." The Demon God laughed.

"It's good for the Demon God to be safe." Feng Ting actually knew in his heart that the Demon God could not be safe. His injuries must be very, very serious, but he is too powerful, so he can be so awe-inspiring.

"Enron is impossible, but this life is finally saved."

The demon god cast his eyes on the middle-aged man on the ruins. As soon as he raised his hand, the middle-aged man flew in front of him and lay down at his feet.

The middle-aged man's eyes were frightened and cold, he knew what would greet him next.

The demon god untied the meridians in the middle-aged man's throat, and said, "Luo Jiang, you have been hiding by my side for so many years, and it's hard for you."

The middle-aged man frowned, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't answer this question.

"Besides the four of you, there should be others, right?" the Demon God asked.

"No more." The middle-aged man replied.

"I know you won't say it." The Demon God said to the man beside him, "Yan Zhu, take him to the side."

"Yes, Demon God." The man agreed, and with a casual grab, the middle-aged man was in his hands, and he disappeared on the spot in a blink of an eye.

Feng Ting frowned slightly, knowing in his heart that this guy named Luo Jiang was going to suffer a lot.

"call--."

The Demon God suddenly took a deep breath, cast bright eyes on Feng Ting, and said, "It's incredible that you can capture Luo Jiang back."

Feng Ting replied: "He was seriously injured by the demon god, and he is also a frightened bird, so I have an opportunity to take advantage of him."

"I heard that your medicine refining skills are very powerful, but I didn't expect that you could hurt Luo Jiang and poison him in the blink of an eye. It's amazing." The demon god looked at Feng Ting with bright eyes. What revealed was surprise.

"Devil God, don't talk about this guy, let me see your injury." Feng Ting said tentatively.

"Haha... yes, you are a great doctor, show me." The Demon God stretched out his hand while speaking.

Feng Ting took three steps forward, and put his fingers on the demon god's wrist.The spiritual energy permeated the demon god's wrist veins, entered the demonic nerve veins, and then carefully felt the vibration feedback of the spiritual energy.

The Demon God's eyes lit up again, and he was surprised by Feng Ting's way of diagnosing the pulse.

Feng Ting raised his finger, frowned slightly, looked at the Demon God and said, "Devil God, you are seriously injured."

"Yes, it's not bad to be able to save this life." The Demon God's tone was still bright and generous.

Feng Ting took out two elixirs from his waist, brought them to the Demon God, and said, "Devil God, eat these two Pills of Stealing Heaven first."

When the Demon God heard that it was Pill of Stealing Heaven, he smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to hold on?"

"The Demon God has a profound realm and extraordinary strength, so of course he can hold on. But after taking Thief Heaven Pill, it will be safer." This is not what Feng Ting is thinking, he thinks that the Demon God may die at any time.

"Okay, then I'll waste your two Heaven Stealing Pills." The Demon God said and put the two Heaven Stealing Pills into his mouth.

Feng Ting continued: "Devil God, you now need to find a quiet environment to heal your injuries."

"After Yan Zhu finishes interrogating Luo Jiang, we will return to the Demon Palace." The Demon God said.

"I just heard from the Demon God that there should be people from them in the Demon Palace," Feng Ting said.

"There must be." The Demon God smiled.

"Is the Demon God not worried?" Feng Ting asked.

"They can also attack me when I'm not prepared. When they arrive at the Demon Palace, even if the ancestors of Jun Tianzong come, they can't kill me." The Demon God paused for a while before laughing: "Besides, I Let them know that I'm still alive, so they don't get too complacent."

Feng Ting nodded slightly when he heard the words: "What the devil said is very true."

"What do you seem to be worried about?" Demon God looked at Feng Ting and asked.

"I know some medical skills, and I may be able to heal the demon god. It's just that I don't want to tear myself apart with them, so I can't let them see me appearing in the demon palace." Feng Ting said.

The Demon God smiled and said, "The Demon Palace does not only have one gate, but also many small gates. You can enter through the small gates."

"That's okay." Feng Ting nodded.

The Demon God looked at Feng Ting and said: "You let Yan Zhu come to me, you saved my life, I should also formally thank you."

(End of this chapter)

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