"Jie Jie, you dare to rob me, I'm so tired of living!"

A powerful demon king with a back full of barbs, standing upright like a porcupine but with a ferocious face, smiled ferociously and waved his hand casually.

Thousands of black lights scattered all over the sky, covering an area of ​​10,000 feet, blocking all escape routes.

The most frightening thing is that these rays of light are not only extremely penetrating, but also seem to contain strange poisons. They flicker between light and dark, bringing about waves of evil intent.

But when he faced that person, he didn't dodge or avoid him. He just stood there as if he was frightened.

Tsk!

Hundreds of rays of light passed through the figure, and the rays of light were enough to penetrate gold, iron and fine stone, directly piercing the bottomless hole in the ground, but it did not bring out any blood.

"I thought it was some amazing prey, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable...huh?"

Lord Thorn glared coldly, sneered disdainfully, his eyes suddenly condensed, his expression changed wildly, he raised his hand, and was about to strike again, but as if someone had grabbed his neck, it suddenly rose out of thin air, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat. Hiccups, "You...what are you..."

I saw the man standing a hundred feet away, reaching out from a distance to grab it, and then controlled this powerful second-level demon king who was also famous in the slave-catching team.

With such great power, even an ordinary supreme demon could not do it, but the other party did not show any strength or energy.

This shows that the other party's control of power has reached an outrageous level.

call!

A gust of wind blew by, and Lord Thorn was brought closer. He saw a human who was obviously smaller and weaker than the demons, and could only be eaten as snacks.

But now, he was being pinched by the neck like a chicken, and he was the one who had no power to resist.

Lord Thorn has done this kind of thing more than once, and he even takes pleasure in it, but he never thought that such a day would happen to him.

"Three sects and eight families, which force are you from? You have to think clearly, I am not one of those runaway slaves or people from the lower-class tribes. If you dare to kill me, no matter who you are, you will..."

The Thorn Demon Lord roared.

"Noisy!"

Wu Ming coolly exposed himself, tightened his hands, and instantly suppressed all the demonic energy in Thorn Demon Lord's body. The vital points of his muscles and veins were also blocked. Only the consciousness of the demonic soul was not blocked, but was attracted by a pair of silver-grey eyes.

To be precise, Wu Ming's inner demon's eyes captured his soul, and he was completely involuntarily led by a strange and powerful force.

Except for a few individuals or tribes with extraordinary talents, the souls of demons are much weaker than those of humans at the same level, let alone against Wu Ming, who has a higher level of cultivation than him.

In fact, even Wu Ming himself is a little unsure of how powerful his soul is.

At first, he used the "gods to perish" to attack Zhu Sheng, but after suffering the backlash, his soul was almost destroyed, and not even a bit of true spirit remained.

Fortunately, he has three external incarnations. Although the ghost incarnation went to the Netherworld, the other two incarnations also followed his breakthrough in cultivation and achieved the semi-sainthood.

Because they have the same origin and species, even if they practice different techniques, the power of their souls can be shared.

At the critical moment, the two incarnations transferred their soul power through the air, preventing Wu Ming from directly dying in the backlash.

This method seems simple, but in fact it is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will damage your own foundation.

Thanks to Wu Ming's true form and his incarnation, Wu Ming's soul was able to be protected without damaging his foundation.

Even so, his vitality was still severely damaged, but fortunately, he had the inheritance of Vajra Temple at his back, so he could recover after practicing for a period of time.

In other words, as long as Wu Ming's soul is not directly obliterated, no matter how seriously injured he is, he can still recover through his external incarnation to make up for his original body.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Han Sheng still did not agree to be captured or suppressed by the saints despite knowing that letting Wu Ming go would lead to all kinds of chaos.

No one knows what secrets Wu Ming possesses. If he fails to be captured and makes him even more rebellious, what will he do next time?

Therefore, in the end, we could only find this impossible way to lure Wu Ming away.

If you go to Demon Star Tianyuan and can't come back, it's just right, out of sight and out of mind. If you can turn Demon Star Tianyuan upside down, then it can be regarded as your ability and contribution!

"you……"

The soul of the Thorn Demon Lord had no resistance. He only saw a silver-gray snake entrenched in the starry sky, as if covering the sky and the sun. It opened its bloody mouth like a black hole, and the demon soul was involuntarily swallowed up.

"He is not a human, he is a devil!"

This was the last thought before Lord Thorn's mind was disturbed.

Without it, even the most ferocious and bloodthirsty demons have never heard of anyone who can directly swallow the demon soul to practice.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the entire Demon Star Tianyuan be in chaos?

In fact, this kind of demon clan really existed, but it had already been destroyed by the five kings, one emperor and the six major demon clans.

Even if they appear occasionally, they won't be able to cause any trouble. The demon clan has long since withdrawn from the stage of history, and the five kings and one emperor who are now in the ascendant cannot make them come back to life.

"ah……"

The Thorn Demon Lord screamed feebly, looked up to the sky and howled. He was suddenly stunned, but found that he was free again, and his whole body was wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"I...am I having a nightmare?"

Looking back on everything that had happened before, everything was vague. Lord Thorn instinctively felt that he had forgotten something, but he could not remember it.

In the end, it can only be attributed to nightmares, which are unreliable things.

Even ordinary demons would not think it was a nightmare, but this strong and murderous demon king thought so.

"The Beast Fighting Conference is about to begin. Those little brats won't take advantage of my absence to cheat on you, right?"

The Thorn Demon Lord scratched the back of his head, glanced around fiercely, ran away, and quickly disappeared into the sky, "You bastards, don't let me down, otherwise you will look good!"

He didn't notice the flash of silver-gray light in the depths of his eyes, nor did he notice that there was actually a figure watching him not far away.

"God!"

The four-armed demon ape Yuan Feng approached respectfully, his ferocious reddish-brown eyes filled with admiration and crazy reverence.

"The sixth one!"

Wu Ming stepped onto the mountain-like back of the four-armed demon ape, sat cross-legged, and said calmly, "How is the situation going?"

"Reporting to the gods, various ministries have contacted the tribesmen who are scattered outside, but most of them have been for a long time. When they encountered disasters back then, they suffered heavy losses, so it is difficult to achieve full success for a while!"

Yuanfeng said in a low voice, with a trace of uneasiness and uneasiness in his tone, as if he was afraid that if he failed to complete the task, Wu Ming would be unhappy and abandon them.

"Tell them to speed up the progress and complete at least seventy-two altars before the start of the Beast Fighting Conference!"

Wu Ming's tone was calm and he said calmly, "It doesn't matter how strong the tribe's remaining power is. As long as it can communicate with the totem or ancestors' spirits, even if there is only a faint trace, it is enough!"

"Yes, God, don't worry!"

Yuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and with his heart settled, he disappeared into the vast Gobi desert with Wu Ming on his back.

Since meeting Wu Ming, he has shown miracles more than once, and now he has easily taken down the powerful Demon King and changed his memory. Yuan Feng no longer has any doubts.

What's more, the other party also taught him a secret technique, and he, who was already on the verge of breaking through, had already taken the final step, and was only left with the last step.

Others don't know it, but Yuanfeng had a lot of luck. He was the first to obtain a treasure house left by the Silver-Gray Snake, and that's how he got his current art career.

After years of secret inquiries, and thanks to so many demons from various tribes coming to surrender, he finally knew what kind of terrifying existence his inheritance came from.

That is the natural enemy of the Ziyue Royal Family and a taboo of the five royal families. Otherwise, why would it be sealed in the dust of history and ultimately unknown to everyone?

Now, the true descendant of this powerful man has appeared!

Not only does he have unparalleled power, but he also leads them to resist the tyranny of the Five Kings and One Emperor. Not only does Sarufine not covet him, but he firmly supports him.

As a result, under his leadership, not only did all the escaped slaves under his command return, but they also all joined after exchanging information with other resistance forces with whom they had connections.

Although they did not gather together directly, after Wu Ming went there, showed his strong force, and dug out the secret spies within the opponent, these demons all surrendered.

He obeyed Wu Ming's plan even more, even if he didn't understand the meaning, he still tried his best to complete it.

Of course, some of them are reluctant. For example, setting up altars in the ancestral lands of various clans and disturbing their own totems and ancestors' spirits is the biggest taboo among the demon clan.

But through Wu Ming's persuasion of "moving with emotion and understanding with reason", all obstacles are no longer obstacles.

Whether the altar is successfully built or not is related to the completion of his plan, and there must be no room for error, so he doesn't mind using the inner demon secret technique to control some people.

In fact, most of the escaped slaves were not instilled with the inner demon secrets by him, but at this time, they regarded him as a support and worshiped him as a god.

But Wu Ming only accepted half of it. The reason why it is said to be half is because the offering he accepted was the image of Mahakala with three heads and six arms, holding a mandala!

In the eyes of all escaped slaves, he himself has this image, not the human race!

The reason for this is of course to make it easier for the escaped slaves to accept it. After all, the legend of Mandala has a long history among the demons.

Wu Ming wanted to create an almost evil cult-like existence among the demon clan, start a huge turmoil like a spark and start a prairie fire, and harvest benefits that were beneficial to him. Naturally, he came as fast as he could.

In China, this method definitely won't work because of the saints.

The sage is in harmony with heaven, his upper body is heavenly and his heart is peaceful, and his lower body is at peace with all the people.

Before it really reaches a large scale and shows some signs, I'm afraid it will be noticed by the saints and eliminated before the threat is formed.

The plan to trap the powerful Demon Lord went smoothly. As long as there was a rumor that there were escaped slaves, slave catching teams would naturally swarm in like sharks smelling fishy smell.

With Wu Ming here, as long as he is not a strong person in the Holy Realm, no accidents will happen.

Even by the way, these strong slave-catching team members whose memories had been changed brought some of the escaped slaves to their destination as slaves.
Chapter completed!