"Bastard, are you saying that the war slaves under the command of this emperor are all cowardly, greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are all hidden?"

In the dark canyon, a young man of the demon race wearing dark blood-colored armor, shaped like a human race, with wings on his back and a gloomy face, like a green ghost, roared angrily.

"Your Highness is angry, your subordinates definitely don't mean that!"

Shaped like a boar, with sideburns like steel thorns, short and sturdy like a mountain, the blue-faced fanged demon general knelt on the ground like a quail, and hissed as he explained.

"Then tell me, what's going on, why have they disappeared one by one, no one in life, no corpse in death?"

Sharp fangs appeared on the corners of the demon youth's lips, and there were even more blood flames flashing in his eyes, obviously angry.

"The subordinates received the news that a war slave under the third wolf encountered a strong enemy, so he assembled a war slave team to encircle and suppress it, and the result was nowhere to be found!"

The Boar Demon General shuddered.

"Huh!"

The demon youth smiled, this is just a rehash of the same old tune, no different from the news he received before, he wants the result, not the explanation.

The demons who are familiar with this young master all tremble, and they bow their heads humbly, for fear of being noticed, because this is a sign of extreme anger and before the outbreak!

"Your Highness spares your life, your subordinates really don't know what's going on, with the strength of the wolf three to gather dozens of war slave teams, even the ordinary half-saint Venerable in the Terran pig can only flee from the wind, in this kind of place, there is no way to make them disappear silently!"

The boar demon general almost collapsed, hissing in defense, his body was extremely majestic, and the peak emperor's aura was actually frightened and showed signs of disorder.

"Hey, stupid thing like a pig, what does the emperor want from you?"

The face of the demon young man suddenly calmed as usual, like a blue-faced puppet without any life, but a bloody light suddenly flashed at the center of his eyebrows.

"Rao...... Ahh

The boar demon rolled in panic, but suddenly screamed and rolled in place.

What silenced the demon powerhouses present was that the hissing sound emitted by the mountain boar demon general's body was sometimes like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and it was like flowing water, and the majestic body was actually shriveled down in the blink of an eye.

Secretion!

Like the sound of liquid splashing, the Boar Demon General was like a deflated balloon, the whole thing shrunk into a ball and spread it on the ground, and the flesh and bones in his body disappeared directly after a crystal red black brilliance appeared.

"Hmph, a stupid thing like a pig, that's all it does!"

The demon youth opened his mouth and swallowed the blood light, the scarlet forked, the tip of his tongue like a snake hyacinth, and licked the corners of his lower lip with evil intent, and then swept his cold eyes to the subordinates under his command who were like mud fetal sculptures and said, "Say, what's going on?"

All the demon generals trembled in unison, and no one dared to squeak when they shrunk their necks, according to the temperament of this highness, if they can't get a satisfactory answer after opening their mouths, the end will definitely not be much better than the previous one.

is also the peak demon emperor, but in front of the orthodox royal lineage at the same level, no one dares to call the word 'emperor', although this is very stylish, and it is passed from the side of the human race, but no one dares.

But looking at the fate of the boar demon general, you can clearly know how big the gap between the two sides is, it is not only the status oppression formed all year round, but also the humility and slavery that are burned into the bones!

Even if they join forces to resist, they may be able to hold out for a while, but they will definitely not be opponents, and they will affect the clan!

Now, one can only hope that this temperamental Highness can see that when it is the time to employ people, he will not kill wantonly.

But now, their calculations are very wrong!

In the eyes of the high-level demon clans, especially the royal clans, these tribal elite war slaves who come from scattered demon tribes and don't even have knighthoods are no different from slaves, and they can be killed and replaced.

If they can quench the anger of this highness, it can be called waste utilization, and it is their honor!

Fortunately, there are still people who know that if this highness is allowed to lose his mind and vent his anger, the current situation is not conducive to standing up.

"Your Highness!"

It was a thin and shriveled old wolf-like demon clan, humble as a slave, arching his claws like a slave, "Your Highness is angry, the third wolf is one of the captains of the war slaves, and his strength is strong, even if he is a Tianjiao martial artist in the same rank of the human race, it is difficult to match ordinary, let alone assemble most of the war slave team?"

"So what?"

The demon youth said coldly.

"The life card of this team of war slaves is not broken, there are only three situations, either they die in a special place and the life card cannot be sensed, or after being caught, they are imprisoned in a special place, and the same life card cannot be sensed, and the third situation ...... The subordinates dare not say it!"

The old wolf demon clan said humbly.

"Say, this emperor forgives you for your innocence!"

The demon youth said coldly.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for forgiveness!"

The Old Wolf Demon Clan breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "In this third case, I'm afraid that some people don't want His Highness to rescue the Ancestor, so they deliberately weaken His Highness's strength!"

"How dare they? This is the strategy set by the Demon Star Abyss Demon Lords, who dares to get in the way?"

The young man of the demon clan had a blue face, staring at the old wolf demon clan gloomily, as if he would send him to hell if he didn't give a suitable reason.

"Your Highness Mingjian, this attack on the Shenzhou Domain is the most violent in tens of thousands of years, the five major royal clans have come out together, and with the little strength of the human race, they can't resist it at all, and now it's just delaying time......!

The old wolf demon clan lowered his head in a trembling voice, and said that he did not continue halfway.

"Okay, good, I plundered so many things of the human race one by one, and I didn't learn it, but I actually knew how to 'unload the mill and kill the donkey' to harm the ancestors of my clan, damn it!"

The face of the demon youth was distorted, and he hissed like a ghost, "Yin Qi, Duo Luo, this emperor's blood, swear in the name of the ancestors, if you dare to disrupt me to rescue the ancestors, you will never die!"

"Your Highness, but there is an order, we will not give up!"

The demons will half-kneel on the ground and roar in anger.

The lord humiliated the ministers to death, not to mention that they were just war slaves who were only one level higher than slaves, and they still did not leave the category of slaves, so they naturally knew when to show their loyalty.

"The second wolf listens to the order, summons all the war slaves, and immediately assembles with the emperor, there must be no mistake!"

The demon youth hissed loudly.

Looking at the situation, it is already a brain supplement, for the sake of the fat of the Shenzhou Domain, an agreement has been reached within the Demon Domain, and at this time, the loss of a Demon Emperor who does not have much combat power, but has great merit, is naturally happy to see it.

In the Demon Star Abyss, except for the transcendent things of the Purple Moon Imperial Family, there are few miscellaneous things, and the other five royal families do not invade each other on the surface, and secretly fight for power and profit, but they have never been less.

"Yes!"

Wolf Er, that is, the old wolf demon clan, respectfully kowtowed, felt a throat-like thing to blow, and let out a low whimper like a cry, I don't know how far it went.

......

At the same time, in the boundary bead space that is completely different from the Youxia Ridge, there is a place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and dozens of strange-shaped demon emperors with weak breaths are all on the ground, cursing endlessly.

"Heh, I still have the strength to scold, it is worthy of the demon clan who is known for its strength, even if it is a miscellaneous army in the demon clan, its strength is long and long, and it is far above the same level of the human race!"

Wu Ming stood with his hands in his hands, coldly basked.

"Realm Lord, you're ready!"

Ao Zhan came to the front and bowed down to report.

"Hmm!"

Wu Ming bowed his head slightly and waved his hand.

"Do it!"

Ao Zhan let out a low snort.

Whoosh!

Dozens of Dragon Saint Relic Emperors came out together, each holding a strange treasure in a formation, isolating a famous demon clan.

Wu Ming stepped forward slowly, came to an isolated demon clan, kicked it over, stepped on the opponent's chest, leaned over slightly, and looked into the opponent's eyes.

"Terran pigs, even if you have any ability, if the emperor frowns......"

The Demon Emperor is a hard bone, even if he is in prison, he still scolds and scolds, and he has no fear.

Humans and demons are mortal enemies, this is a well-known fact, since they have fallen into the hands of mortal enemies, there is no way to live, rather than begging for mercy, it is better to be tough.

Seeing this, although the other demons who were separated didn't know what they said, they all made noise one by one, shouting and scolding.

It's a pity that except for Wu Ming, no one understands the demon language at all, and even if someone does, they can't distinguish these indigenous languages from the miscellaneous demon tribes!

In fact, even Wu Ming has a considerable number of people who can't understand it, but it doesn't matter.

But seeing Wu Ming pinching the strange seal in his hand, a strange wind suddenly appeared, even Ao Zhan, as a half-saint, couldn't help but get goosebumps, and felt quite uncomfortable and took half a step back.

No one recognized what kind of trick this was, even though Ao Zhan vaguely felt that it was very different from the Divine Human Race Seal Technique, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

The Lord of his own realm is the master of the Dragon Saint's relics, the descendant of the Dragon Saint Ancestor thousands of years ago, even if he knows some special seals, he is just more knowledgeable.

What's more, this is being used on the demons, so what's wrong?

"Azole ......"

But seeing that Wu Ming was holding a dazzling strange seal in his hand, a silver-gray streamer was condensed at his fingertips, like a small snake, and after a burst of obscure mysterious and strange spells were silently spit out, he pointed at the center of the demon clan's eyebrows.

"Ah......h

The demon clan was still cursing, but the next moment his eyes suddenly widened, and soon his pupils were filled with blood, and he roared violently, and his entire majestic body twitched and rolled.

Such a scene made the other demon powerhouses go crazy and roared incessantly, but gradually they felt scared.

Because, after just a dozen breaths, the companion stared at his legs, and his breath was wilted to the extreme, except for the continuous spit of black blood foam in his mouth and the slight rise and fall of his chest, which almost made people think he was dead!

"Next!"

Wu Ming frowned slightly, left the demon clan's side, and said coldly.

Poof!

Soon, the Dragon Saint Relic Emperor escorted a demon to the front and knocked him to the ground.

As before, this demon clan still cursed endlessly, showing its iron bones, but Wu Ming was not moved at all, and was still as before, pinching the trick to condense the silver-gray snake streamer and point into the center of his eyebrows.

There were eight in a row, all like before, Wu Ming's face turned a little pale, and it was not until the ninth that he succeeded, kneeling at his feet like a slave, answering all questions.

"Lord Qiqi, this time my clan led the team to come with the royal family's weeping blood god son blood, bloody eyes ......"