Flying Star, a remote area.

The huge golden feather eagle stopped in the sky ten meters high.

"Bang!"

Luo Ning was thrown off the back of the golden feather eagle by the frost and fell to the ground with a loud bang. Immediately, Ning Shuang didn't look at Luo Ning more, and drove the golden feather carving to fly towards the floating island of the Evil Cloud Heavenly Palace.

Luo Ning grinned in pain, this ruthless woman, it was ten meters in the air, just throw me down like this, our body is not fleshy?

Fortunately, we are already masters of the Iron Skin Realm, our bodies are as hard as iron, and we fell from the sky ten meters high, just scared, if we changed to before, even if we didn't die this time, we would have to end up with a lifelong disability.

On the earth, countless young people grinned their teeth, and the streets were scolding: ", that ruthless woman!" "Luo Ning, don't let her go! Take her in, and ravage her hard! "Yes, Luo Ning, I support you and take her! Be sure to take her! ”

Patting the dust on his body, Luo Ning saw that there was no one around, and he didn't care about the pain on his body, so he left the place in a hurry.

At this time, in the sky above the mountains outside the Evil Cloud Sect, Mo Hexuan and Ling Yuxi were riding the Great White Eagle and flying in the direction of the Martial God Palace.

"Uncle Mo, did we give up on Luo Ning like this?" Ling Yuxi was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but ask.

"You have also seen that the Evil Cloud Sect will not release people at all, what can I do?" Mo Hexuan smiled bitterly. To be honest, he also felt it was a pity to give up Luo Ning like this. After all, it was a super genius who entered the Iron Skin Realm in a month, and there were few such characters even in the Martial God Palace.

"Why don't I ask my father and ask him to personally ask the Evil Cloud Sect to find someone?" Ling Yu said with a sigh of relief. Although she is not very old, because her father is the current palace master of the Martial God Palace, she has a strong sense of belonging to the Martial God Palace, and if she can pull such a talented person as Luo Ning into the Martial God Palace, it will be very beneficial to the development of the Martial God Palace.

Mo Hexuan shook his head, "It's useless, we can see Luo Ning's potential, and the Evil Cloud Sect can also see it." Such a gifted person. How could the Evil Cloud Sect give us? ”

Seeing Ling Yuxi's look of pity, Mo Hexuan smiled and said: "Actually, it's nothing, there are countless geniuses in this world, but how many people can become strong?" Na Luo Ning is very talented. But whether he can become a real strong man in the end depends on his creation. ”

Ling Yuxi sighed, and now she could only comfort herself like this.

Mo Hexuan was about to say something more, but his face changed suddenly, and his eyes hurriedly looked towards the sky ahead.

I saw it in the sky ahead. I don't know when a figure appeared.

The figure stood in the air, standing in the void, as if the heaven and the earth were as flat to him. Although he did not release any breath, in Mo Hexuan's view, he was the master of this heaven and earth, and all things had to surrender to it.

Looking at that terrifying figure, Mo Hexuan's pupils gradually dilated, and finally he couldn't help but let out an exclamation in his mouth, "It's him!" Demon Lord. Ginger farewell! ”

Ling Yuxi also saw the figure at this time, and after listening to Mo Hexuan's exclamation, her pretty face also became solemn. After listening to the legend of Jiang Bieli last time, she knew the horror of this person, that is definitely the big devil who kills people without blinking, and the terrifying existence that turned the world upside down three hundred years ago.

"Why is he here?" Mo Hexuan's tone was solemn, and his expression was full of doubts.

The big white eagle stopped a hundred meters away from Jiang Bieli, and Mo Hexuan hugged his fists and said, "Junior Mo Hexuan, I have seen the Demon Lord." ”

Although Jiang Bieli looks younger than him, Jiang Bieli is actually frighteningly old. Therefore, since he already knows the identity of the other party, he can only call himself a junior.

"Hehe, it looks like you already know my identity." Jiang Bieli turned around and looked at Mo Hexuan with a light smile.

"The Demon Lord's name. The younger generation has heard about it for a long time, and last time it was the younger generation who was clumsy, so he didn't recognize the identity of the Demon Lord, and I hope that the Demon Lord will not blame him. Mo Hexuan hurriedly said.

"Why do you dare to come here if you know my identity?" Jiang Bieli's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said, "I remember telling you last time." Regarding Luo Ning's affairs, you can't interfere anymore, right? ”

"This ......" Mo Hexuan broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly explained: "Demon Lord is angry, we are just here to confirm, and we have no other meaning." ”

"You should know what happened to those who dared to disobey my orders three hundred years ago, right?" A few simple words, but with an indescribable domineering.

Mo Hexuan's cold sweat flowed down instantly, he didn't doubt Jiang Bieli's words at all, three hundred years ago, the Demon Lord ruled the world, and those who went along prospered and those who rebelled died, and that period of history can almost be said to be the darkest era in this river and lake.

"The Demon Lord atons for his sins!" Mo Hexuan hurriedly said, cold sweat breaking out. His strongest move, "Thousand Bird Thunder", couldn't hurt Jiang Bieli a single hair, and if he really made a move, they would only have to wait for death.

"Humph!" Jiang Bieli snorted coldly, and with a flick of the fingers of his right hand, a fierce wind suddenly appeared, blasting straight towards Mo Hexuan.

"Miss, get out of the way!" Seeing Jiang Bieli move, Mo Hexuan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly pushed Ling Yuxi away, and his palms flashed and thundered, and he pushed forward, and suddenly a huge silver-white palm print blasted out.

Xuan Lei Palm!

Mo Hexuan's famous stunt!

"Boom!"

The fierce wind slammed into the silver-white huge palm print in the next moment, only to hear a click, the latter suddenly exploded, and Mo Hexuan in the back also turned pale because of this, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath instantly withered.

The Demon Lord's casual blow was already terrifying!

"Uncle Mo!" Ling Yuxi saw that Mo Hexuan was injured, where did he care so much, he screamed, and rushed up to support Mo Hexuan.

"Miss, I'm fine." Mo Hexuan smiled bitterly: "The Demon Lord is too strong, I am not his opponent." ”

Ling Yuxi looked at Jiang Bieli and said, "Lord Demon Lord, I know that we disobeyed your orders this time, but I also ask your subordinates to be merciful, my Martial God Palace will be grateful in the future." ”

After glancing at Ling Yuxi, Jiang Bieli said to Mo Hexuan: "For Ling Tianzhe's sake, I will only teach you a lesson this time, but if there is a next time, I will never spare it." ”

"Thank you for the Demon Lord's grace of not killing!" Mo Hexuan hurriedly thanked him.

"Let's go!" Jiang Bieli waved his hand, and then his figure disappeared into place out of thin air, without a trace.

After the Demon Lord left, Mo Hexuan didn't dare to continue to stay, although this time the Demon Lord didn't kill him, but the blow just now also caused him internal injuries, he had to rush back to the Martial God Palace to recuperate, otherwise if he encountered an enemy, the consequences would be strict.

Driving the iron feather eagle under their feet, Mo Hexuan and Ling Yuxi quickly rushed towards the direction of the Martial God Palace. (To be continued.) )