Now that Xiao Han has made his identity clear, "War Lord Mingyu" no longer pretends to be a disguise, and says with a sinister smile:
"Good boy, how did you figure out my identity?"
"I think my disguise is pretty good."
"Disguise?" Xiao Han shook his head, smacked his lips, and said contemptuously:
"The breath is indeed imitated well, but the brain is really not good~"
"The cruelty in your evil clan's bones cannot be concealed."
"A builder of ruins doesn't even know how to spread the aura of suppressing the evil clan?"
"Who are you looking down on?"
As a grand master of the spiritual formation who can compete with Heavenly Sovereign and even surpass him in some aspects, Xiao Han does not think that the spirit left behind by a figure like Mingyu Zhanzun will not be noticed at all, even when Xiao Han accidentally hits him Before breaking in, he let things go, causing harm to all parties.
Furthermore, they are still the same millions of strong men who entered the ruins and never returned.
A being who can kill millions of strong men at once must have been a ruthless person during his lifetime, and such a person would be more or less contaminated with evil spirits, and even be filled with evil spirits.
However, the Mingyu War Lord he saw had such a gentle attitude that he could not detect the slightest trace of blood. If it was not a disguise, there was an unknown inside story to the deaths of millions of people.
It just so happened that the ruins had something to do with the legendary evil clan, so it was natural to throw the pot over.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"War Lord Mingyu" shouted "Hello" three times in a row, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Since this emperor's little trick cannot be hidden from the geniuses of the world, then you are welcome."
"Hahaha~"
"The genius who destroys the world pleases me the most."
Abandoning his original outfit, "Mingyu War Lord" was filled with blood and energy.
"Hand of the Blood Demon!"
His eyes were fierce, and the overwhelming blood energy condensed out of thin air into a giant bloody hand, which shrouded Xiao Han.
As the giant hand got closer to Xiao Han, the latter remained motionless, a look of pride showing on the Demon Emperor's face.
As he expected, although this young man had excellent spiritual formation attainments, his head-on confrontation was even far better than that of the average Dzogchen Supreme.
But spiritual power cultivation is the opponent's weakness after all. At such a close distance, this kid was frightened and couldn't even release the spiritual formation.
"Got you!"
Finally, the Demon Emperor sensed something strange in his hands, and was about to show joy, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Han sitting next to him with a smile.
? ? ? ! ! !
Before the Demon Emperor looked at his hand, Xiao Han opened his mouth and silently uttered a few words to the Demon Emperor. The latter frowned. Those words seemed to be...
Poor hospitality? !
The next moment, there was a sudden violent explosion in the palm, and the bloody hand was immediately torn apart, and a burst of blood rained down. Scarlet blood dripped on the surrounding stone slabs, making a "hissing" corrosion sound, and the flat ground became pitted.
"You little beast, you deserve to die!"
The Demon Emperor covered his hands, his eyes became even more scarlet, and his eyes were about to burst.
Thinking that he had been fighting for many years, until he was sealed by a spiritual master who suddenly appeared at the cost of his life, he had never suffered much loss, and now he was tricked by an unknown junior.
"You must make this brat pay the price!"
In comparison, Xiao Han looked incomprehensible. He was a two-hundred-year-old man, and calling himself an old man was probably not an exaggeration. He actually heard such a cute and weird name like "little beast" for the first time in a long time.
He is still very young!
How exciting!
At least this title revitalized his aging heart.
"Haha~"
However, Xiao Han couldn't stop laughing at the threat of the former. He was just the Youmo Emperor, but at his peak, Xiao Han was still sure of escaping from his hands.
Not to mention that a person who is now in his twilight years has no right to bark in front of him.
He slightly shook his palm towards the Demon Emperor,
"Five Elements Heavenly Binding Formation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, colorful rays of light suddenly erupted, and five ropes shot out from the Demon Emperor's injured hand, and then spread all over his body like a swarm of snakes under the latter's horrified gaze.
Seeing these weird ropes, how could the Demon Emperor not know not to let the opponent fully unfold them? Immediately, his blood surged crazily, turning into countless sharp blood blades, cutting against the ropes wrapped around his body.
"Too weak." Xiao Han shook his head indifferently and changed his seals.
"Bind!"
The colorful rays of light suddenly surged, shaking the bloody blade into nothingness, and not even a trace of scarlet could be seen.
"Ah!" "Ugh!"
At the same time, the rope binding became stronger and stronger, and gradually squeezed away from the Demon Emperor's body. The huge pressure even made the latter's chest dent, and severe pain was added to the body, making the Demon Emperor couldn't help but scream. Howling hoarsely.
As the strength continues to increase, finally...
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the Demon Emperor's body suddenly turned into a blood mist. Smelling the strong stench in the air, Xiao Han couldn't help but frown, and waved his hand to summon a snowstorm, which dispersed and purified all the blood mist, leaving behind a full body of blood. The red ice crystals on the ground make a crisp sound when stepped on.
After everything was cleaned up and completed, Xiao Han set his sights on the crystal ball the size of a human head that was taken out by the Demon Emperor. Cold air lingered in his palm, and it transformed into a two-foot-long dragon, wrapping around the crystal ball.
As soon as they made contact, an evil scarlet aura immediately swallowed up the ice dragon and released it again. The little dragon, whose eyes had turned red, instantly switched sides and rushed towards Xiao Han, but was easily dispersed by the latter.
Obviously, there is an aura in this crystal ball that can affect thinking, even if it is a spiritual creation.
After just a moment's thought, a cold palm formed from the air, grabbed the crystal ball, and at the same time confronted the scarlet aura.
Having lost its original master, Ice Palm easily won the battle.
When the palm of his hand firmly grasped the crystal ball again, a faint smoke came out of the crystal ball, forming an illusory figure with an upper body in the air. Xiao Han recognized the familiar image at a glance.
"War Lord Mingyu?"
Mingyu Zhanzun looked sad, cupped his hands in guilt and said:
"I have met this little friend."
"If it hadn't been for my little friend's help this time, I wouldn't have known what to do."
"Hey! After all these years, I didn't expect that I still couldn't survive this guy Blood Demon Tian. He was taken over by Jiu, which almost led to a big mistake."
"Thank you for your help, little friend!" Mingyu Zhanzun thanked him again.
"Senior, there is no need to be polite." Xiao Han waved his hand, "These are just what juniors should do. After all, we and other powerful people in the world are at odds with the evil races outside the territory."
"Having said that." War Lord Mingyu didn't seem happy. Finally, he seemed to remember something and said slightly anxiously:
"I am not a person who never repays his kindness. Now that I don't have much time left, I will pass on my mantle to my little friend. I hope you won't dislike me."
As he spoke, he took out a light ball from his mind. After taking out the light ball, Mingyu Zhanzun's aura was visibly reduced a lot, and he said weakly:
"All I have learned throughout my life is here, and I believe that my little friend will not disgrace it."
As he said this, he was about to hand the light group to Xiao Han.
Xiao Han stretched out his hand to block it, and under the former's doubtful gaze, he shook his head in despair.
"Senior War Lord, that Blood Demon Tian is so weak now, does he need the help of this junior?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly stunned "War Lord Mingyu" immediately looked ferocious, threw the ball of light away, and grabbed his head with both hands, veins popping out.
"ah……"
(End of chapter)
