The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2232 Devil's Insect Advances!

Chapter 2232 Devil's Insect Advances!
"Now I give you three breaths to think about it. If you don't surrender, you will die."

"Don't count, King Yinyun stopped him!"

Ling Hantian's face darkened, this sentence has always been his line.

I didn't expect him to be treated like this today, and I was really upset.

"This old monster, teach him a lesson today."

King Yinyun is also very upset. Although his strength is not as good as Mingcang's now, it is because his cultivation is lower than Mingcang's.

But, even so, today he wants to give this old thing an unforgettable memory.

"Overestimate your own strength, and you want to fight this seat based on your initial cultivation of the Xianhuang?"

There was a disdainful smile on Ming Cang's face, and he turned to look at the magic weapon in the hands of King Yin Yun, the Great Desolation Melting Sun Furnace, and a flash of greed flashed deep in his eyes.

"I didn't expect Vulcan's portable magic weapon to be in your hands. It's a pity that your cultivation base can't be refined, and its brilliance is insulted in your hands."

"Old miscellaneous hair, you can fight if you want to. How can there be so much nonsense? Show that you are superior? You are just a slave of the dead world. What's so arrogant!"

King Yinyun was full of fire, and immediately activated the prehistoric melting furnace, and launched an attack on Mingcang with terrifying flames.

"Good beast, I want to drink your blood in one gulp today and torture you to death!"

King Yinyun's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Mingcang's heart fiercely.

The demon world was invaded, and the Nether clan fell from the royal family. This is the shame in the hearts of every member of the Nether clan.

Mingcang, who was poked in the sore foot, was furious, and his offensive became fierce. For a while, King Yinyun began to be at a disadvantage.

"Golden war puppet, come out!"

Seeing that King Yinyun was at a disadvantage and would soon lose, Ling Hantian waved his sleeves and replaced two hundred golden puppets.

"Super state, gather fighting spirit!"

With the appearance of the war puppet, the soaring fighting spirit swept out.

Ling Hantian formed seals with his hands, and the vast fighting spirit rolled back, and the two fighting spirits condensed out.

"Golden Battle Puppet? Battle Soul! This kid is still a fighter!"

Seeing Ling Hantian's actions from the corner of Ming Cang's eyes, he was immediately shocked again.

He did not expect Ling Hantian to have such a skill.

The two battle spirits rushed out, and rushed towards Ming Cang without fear of death.

Ming Cang scattered the battle spirit with a random move, but the battle spirit condensed again in an instant.

King Yinyun received the assistance of the battle spirit, and his pressure was greatly relieved instantly.

Coupled with the magic weapon in hand, Ming Cang could barely be stopped for a while.

Ming Cang saw that a mere virtuous emperor and a late-stage virtuous master were able to entangle him, and he couldn't help being furious.

Between the seals of both hands, two stars projected out, and the vast magic power permeated the room, like a sea tide sweeping out, and King Yinyun was rushed back hundreds of feet in a short time.

The battle spirit condensed by Ling Hantian was directly dispersed by the demon power.

After condensing again, they were instantly dispersed again.

The strong men of the Empress Xian's period showed their fighting power with all their strength, and it turned out to be so terrifying.

Ming Cang took the trouble and was ready to deal with Ling Hantian and Yinyun King as soon as possible, so he shouted loudly at Ling Hantian.

"roll!"

The loud voice seemed to explode in Ling Hantian's sea of ​​consciousness.

In Ming Cang's voice, there was a powerful soul attack force that swept out, shaking Ling Hantian's head to buzz.

Under Ming Cang's shouting, it was difficult for Ling Hantian to gather his energy and condense his fighting spirit.

King Yinyun was also rushed away by that terrifying momentum.

"It's you who should get out!"

However, just as the situation collapsed, a cold shout seemed to come from the netherworld, so cold that it was unimaginable, Ming Cang was startled.

I saw the devil worm turned into a gigantic tens of thousands of feet, full of barbs.

The appearance of the current devil worm has changed a lot, and his whole body is wrapped in flesh like armor.

Not only is the vast death energy flowing, but also the infinite devil energy is lingering on it.

Waves of terrifying aura gushed out, like the tide of a flood, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"The mid-term of the Xianhuang?"

Ming Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, the demon worm only had the cultivation level of the Xianhuang in the middle stage, but his aura was so powerful that even he felt the danger.

"Old dog, I will perform in this seat next."

With a flash of the devil's body, he came hundreds of feet away.

The huge body stands on the ground like a giant dragon, with a pair of eyes staring at Ming Cang.

"Hmph, so what if you have advanced, come and see the highs and lows!"

Ming Cang was naturally unwilling to admit defeat, and his voice spread.

His demon body is also rapidly growing, with two huge stars above his head, like gods.

"kill!"

The devil's worm didn't talk nonsense, endless death energy permeated the air, and the devil's energy was tumbling, just seeing the projection of three sun stars above his head.

The three stars are like a triangle, forming a vast wave of breath that is not weaker than Ming Cang's momentum.

Ling Hantian and King Yinyun retreated quickly, watching the battle between the demon worm and Ming Cang from a distance.

The two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, but there was no winner.

But the Devil Worm gradually gained the upper hand, and quickly widened the gap.

"Master, why do I feel like someone is staring at us?"

At this moment, King Yinyun's hairs burst suddenly, and his senses gushed out like a tide, and his senses within a radius of ten miles were completely in his senses.

However, King Yinyun found nothing.

"What a big cloud?"

Ling Hantian suddenly felt that the sky was getting dark, and the demon world, which was already dark, seemed to be approaching like night at this time.

When I looked up, I saw that the blood-colored full moon was blocked by a huge object.

The turbulent demonic energy surged, leaving behind drops of pitch-black rain.

Ling Hantian's face became serious.

In his perception, a huge demon stands in the sky with arms folded.

That huge body was as tall as Mount Tai, tens of thousands of feet in length.

"The powerhouse of the troll clan!"

After seeing clearly, Ling Hantian murmured softly.

The giant that appeared was a troll, with the cultivation base of the Empress Xian.

"Master, this demon seems to be a bit stronger than the strong man of the Nether Race."

King Yinyun's face was extremely heavy, the strength of this troll was more dangerous than what Ming Cang gave him.

King Yinyun cursed secretly in his heart.

What's the matter today, why the strong have all rushed together.

"Moxing?"

As soon as the strong man of the troll clan appeared, Ming Cang felt the vast aura, and his expression changed slightly.

The demon clone also retreated quickly, dodging to Ling Hantian's side.

"Hey, Ming Cang, I didn't expect you to bully a few juniors here. You have lost all the face of your Nether race."

The troll's voice resounded like a torrent of bells, shaking the devil's energy continuously.

Then he fell down and stood on the ground, as vast as a mountain.

The bodies of Ling Hantian and King Yinyun are nothing compared to them.

The two stood quietly on the back of the demon clone, who stared at Ming Cang and Mo Xing vigilantly.

"Hmph, Mo Xing, why are you here?"

Ming Cang didn't refute, and looked at Mo Xing full of fear. This Mo Xing can be regarded as the second-in-command of the troll clan.

"It doesn't seem to concern you."

Mo Xing responded with a smile, and turned his gaze to Ling Hantian and the others.

Those terrifying magic eyes stared at Ling Hantian for a long time.

(End of this chapter)