The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2185 The late virtuous master!

Chapter 2185 The late virtuous master!
The powerhouses of the Nether clan were turbulent in their hearts, and wanted to find out Ling Hantian's identity, but found that they couldn't find out at all.

"As expected of the big boss!"

Ming Luo took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but his heart was beating violently and couldn't stop at all.

"My scale demon followed the wrong person!"

Ling Hantian looked up at Ling Hantian, his heart gradually calmed down, and he was thankful that he had tried everything to hunt down Tarkas before.

In the ancient books, there is no record of anyone who has condensed four sun stars in the realm of the sage, and Ling Hantian is the first!
With this kind of monstrous talent, even if he surpasses the realm of the Xianhuang, he is willing to surrender at Ling Hantian's feet and follow Ling Hantian to fight in all directions.

This, but a peerless evildoer whose talent is no weaker than that of the future Heavenly Emperor, might be the second Heaven-Suppressing Martial God!

"Who is breaking through? Could it be that someone in my Demon Realm has broken through to the Xianhuang Realm and reached a higher realm?"

At this time, ten miles away, in a valley, the huge monster that had been severely robbed by the scale demon raised its head.

A pair of eyes the size of half a football field stared at the blurry vision in the sky.

The Xianhuang strongman is already recognized as the strongest cultivation level in the Demon Realm, and the strong who surpass the Xianhuang level has not appeared in the Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years.

Perhaps, in the capital of all demons in the center of the demon world, there is such a strong existence.

But no one has confirmed this.

"Would you like to investigate?"

Under the cliff tens of miles away, a dwarf who was several feet tall walked out of the cave.

Looking at the blurred vision in the sky with those mouse-like eyes, the dwarf's face was full of hesitation.

Dwarves are a mysterious and ancient race in the demon world. The strong of this race naturally like to live underground, so few people know their traces.

There is no one who is not afraid of a strong person who surpasses the realm of the virtuous emperor. It is not impossible for him to be swallowed as dinner if he is encountered when he goes to check.

The powerhouses in the demon world have always been so bloodthirsty.

There are not only one or two such strong men in the fifty-mile radius of the Tarot tribe, but despite their many guesses, they dare not go to explore.

After being plundered by that scale demon last time, many people became frightened birds.

Ling Hantian's cultivation broke through to the late stage of the sage, all the visions gradually disappeared, and endless killing intent flooded into Ling Hantian's divine body like a tidal wave.

At this moment, between his brows, the scarlet mark exuded a strange radiance, and while trembling slightly, there was a lonely murderous intent permeating the air.

hiss!
Many strong men couldn't help shivering when the lonely killing intent pierced through their gods. It was more people than falling into the ice cave.

"Congratulations, master, for making it to the next level!"

Seeing Ling Hantian recuperating, the scale demon came to Ling Hantian's side first, and looked at Ling Hantian's brow with a dark and fearful look.

Although the scarlet mark just now was only a flash in the pan, the scale demon felt a dangerous aura from it.

For Ling Hantian, Scaled Demon felt more and more awe in her heart, so her words were extremely respectful.

"Small breakthroughs are not as good as you, and you have stepped into the realm of the virtuous emperor."

Ling Hantian waved his hand slightly, and smiled lightly. This breakthrough surprised him a bit.

However, this is also a reasonable thing. After going through several battles, and coming to the Demon Realm and absorbing the magic energy for use, Ling Hantian's cultivation is close to a breakthrough.

This time, because he borrowed the inherited skills from the Nether Demon God, Ling Hantian deepened his understanding of Hunyuan Dao a lot, so he took this opportunity to make a breakthrough.

"Hehe, the master was joking, my leveled scale monster's level of cultivation is not enough to stand in front of the master."

The scale demon shook her head and waved her hands in fear, flattering Ling Hantian hastily.

Because he didn't stay with Ling Hantian for very long, he didn't know Ling Hantian at all.

Regarding this, Ling Hantian could only shake his head and said no more.

What he disliked the most was this kind of flattery.

"Big Boss, my little brother has something to ask."

At this time, Ming Luo stepped forward, half-kneeling in front of Ling Hantian, his face was full of fanaticism, and the powerful Nether tribe of the Tarot tribe also surrounded him.

Seeing Ming Luo kneeling in front of Ling Han Tianxia, ​​all the powerful members of the Tarot tribe looked puzzled, only You Mei'er looked stunned.

Seeing Ming Luo like this, the scale demon who knew Ming Luo very well pouted immediately.

This kid did the same with him back then, and now he did the same with his master.

"Let's get up first and then talk."

With his hands behind his back, Ling Hantian had already guessed Ming Luo's thoughts in his heart.

Ming Luo brought him here today, he didn't know why before, but now his heart is like a mirror.

"Boss, please lead us! The Tarot tribe is willing to serve you loyally."

Ming Luo stood up and looked at Ling Hantian nervously.

He was afraid that Ling Hantian would refuse, after all, the Tarot tribe was not a powerful force.

If it's the entire Nether Race, he still has some confidence.

"You follow me? But you know that I am not a member of the Nether tribe, will your tribe be convinced?"

Ling Hantian was not so surprised, he looked at Ming Luo with a smile on his face.

Ming Luo knew that he was not from the Demon Realm, Ming Luo didn't mind, but didn't his clansmen also mind?
"Don't worry, boss, you have been approved by the Nether Demon God. According to the Nether Clan's rules, you are already the Holy Son of the Nether Clan. No one in my Tarot tribe will object."

Ming Luo quickly responded, in fact, when he saw Ling Hantian was very evil, he already had the heart to follow.

It's just that he was also worried that the clansmen would not be convinced, and the golem of the Nether Demon God happened to move at this time.

He thought to himself that Ling Hantian might have caused this scene.

And the fact is exactly the same, Ming Luo secretly looked at Ling Hantian's cuff.

On Ling Hantian's wrist, one can vaguely see the imprint of a demon god.

"I need their voice."

Ling Hantian looked at the Youming clansman who was still stunned at this moment, with a smile on his face.

His previous goal was to gain the friendship of the Nether people so that they could deal with the Horned Demons together.

Now that Ming Luo is willing to follow, Ling Hantian has a new idea in his heart.

If the entire Nether Race is willing to follow him, that would be a great thing.

The Nether Race, an ancient demon race, Ling Hantian knew that they had great potential.

In the past history, there have been countless demon gods in the Nether Race.

According to records, the top demon god among them is an invincible existence under the Heavenly Emperor.

Even the real dragon and ancient phoenix are said to be weaker by three points.

"What are you still doing in a daze? The eldest brother is the holy son approved by the demon god, so hurry up and kneel down and swear allegiance to the eldest brother!"

Ming Luo turned around and scolded his clansmen angrily, he managed to win this opportunity, but these idiots were actually sluggish in place, it was really mud that couldn't support the wall.

"We are willing to follow the Son!"

At this moment, as Ming Luo's curses spread, each and every one of the Nether clan powerhouses of the Tarot tribe just woke up like a dream, and they all knelt down and swore an oath.

"Please take us in, Boss."

(End of this chapter)