Rumble!

After finishing speaking, the Demon Emperor clone stopped talking to Chu Ming, turned around and crossed the void, and the terrifying momentum made the galaxy tremble, and in an instant, it was submerged into the void.

"Whew!"

When the Demon Emperor's clone left, Chu Ming exhaled lightly, turned around and came to the corpse of the Dead Emperor, and picked up his storage ring.

And because of the self-explosion of the Demon Blood Horn King, the corpse has already turned into a blood mist, and there is only a storage ring. Floating alone in the void, Chu Ming made a slight move with his right hand and grabbed the storage ring of the Demon Blood Horn King in the palm of his hand.

Sou!

Chu Ming melted into the void, did not stay in place, and flew towards the Black Iron Fortress, he now needed a quiet place to recover from his injuries, and then take a look at the harvest this time.

……

Black Iron Fortress, in Chu Ming's palace.

"The lethality of Flowing Blood is really strong, but there are some places that should still be able to be improved!"

After a while, Chu Ming's injuries were completely recovered, and he slowly opened his eyes, flashing a trace of horror.

The battle with the three Dead Emperors made him realize his own strength, and his combat power was stronger than he imagined.

Although it is still not as good as the Creation Emperor and the Destruction Emperor, it should not be far from them.

"Take a look at the harvest this time!"

Chu Ming took out two storage rings from his arms, the first was the storage ring of the Death Emperor, as soon as he opened it, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

In the storage ring of the Dead Emperor, countless top-grade spirit stones were piled up, like a small mountain, Chu Ming's soul power was roughly swept away, roughly seventy or eighty million, and the top-grade spirit stones were two or three billion.

Airplanes!

The light in Chu Ming's hand flashed, and there was an extra pale red jade in his hand.

Rumble!

As soon as Chu Ming's soul power fell into the jade, it exploded, and countless red rays flew in front of Chu Ming, and finally slowly condensed, forming four blood-red characters.

Death comes!

"Whew!"

Chu Ming exhaled, there is no doubt that this is the top-level mystical martial arts cultivated by the Death Emperor, when the Death Emperor used it, it was earth-shattering, as if the death of the Demon Hell had descended and suppressed the heavens.

Receiving all these things into his storage ring, Chu Ming opened the Demon Blood Horn King's storage ring again.

Compared with the Death Emperor, the Demon Blood Horn King's collection is even richer, after all, the Demon Blood Horn King has accompanied the Death Emperor to fight for tens of thousands of years, and the accumulation of tens of thousands of years is naturally not comparable to the Death Emperor.

"This should be a token of identity!"

Chu Ming had an extra blood-red token in his hand, with the word "Demon Blood" engraved on it, which was vigorous and powerful, containing a terrifying artistic conception.

Put the brand back into the storage ring, in the storage ring of the Demon Blood Horn King, there are seven or eight billion top-grade spirit stones, and there are no less than ten billion top-grade spirit stones.

"What is this?"

Chu Ming took out a pale green crystal from the storage ring of the Demon Blood Horn King, only the size of a fist, but it was filled with abundant spiritual power, which was a hundred times that of the best spirit stone, and in the center, there seemed to be a stream of liquid, which was slowly flowing.

"This should be something more advanced than the spirit stone, let's call you the spirit crystal for the time being!"

Chu Ming said silently in his heart, in fact, he had already thought that on top of the top-grade spirit stone, there must be better auxiliary cultivation things.

After all, the king of the realm of life and death can barely use the best spirit stone to assist in cultivation, but with the improvement of cultivation, the effect of the best spirit stone must become weaker and weaker, and when it comes to the realm of the emperor, the role of the best spirit stone is almost zero.

"There are about 10,000 spirit crystals in this storage ring, which should be enough for me to cultivate for a long time."

In addition to the spirit crystal, Chu Ming also found the top-level mystical martial arts he cultivated in the storage ring of the Demon Blood Horn King, the Demon Blood Yin and Yang Great Compassion Fu, Chu Ming looked at it and found that the Demon Blood Yin Yang Great Compassion Fu He could also cultivate, which was an unexpected joy.

……

Just when Chu Ming was in retreat to cultivate the advent of death and the Great Compassion of Demon Blood Yin and Yang, the entire Black Iron Fortress caused an uproar with the news of the death of the Demon Blood Horn King.

"Have you heard? The Demon Blood Horn King was killed by the Sword Emperor, and there was not even a scum left! ”

In a restaurant, a half-step king of the life and death realm said to his tablemate.

"I've heard it a long time ago, this news has long spread in the Black Iron Fortress, since the war between our human race and the forbidden area, we have been at a disadvantage, this time, it can be regarded as a fierce breath of evil, inspiring!"

"The Sword Emperor is really a genius, it has only been two years since he broke through to the realm of life and death, and he already has the strength of the old emperor to be called the emperor, and even the Demon Blood Horn King died in his hands, which is the blessing of the human race."

"I heard that not only the Demon Blood Horn King has fallen, but even the Black Demon Hades King has been seriously injured, now, the Demon Emperor should be in pain!"

"The forbidden area has suppressed our Terran for so many years, and it is also time for our Terran to fight back, it is estimated that in less than half a year, our Terran will have another leader."

……

An exclamation came from the restaurant, such a scene was not uncommon in the Black Iron Fortress.

Chu Ming's killing of the Demon Blood Horn King greatly boosted the morale of the Terran warriors, at least giving them a glimmer of hope.

People, there is always hope.

In the forbidden area, the black meteorite was suspended in mid-air, and there were countless demons dormant on the pitch-black earth, and the aura of death spread.

Contrary to the joy of the human race, the atmosphere in the forbidden area was extremely depressing, and the death of the Demon Blood Horn King brought a huge blow to the morale of the forbidden area.

Black Temple, the Demon Emperor sits at the head of the hall, with a black robe, the cold and terrifying momentum is like a mountain, suppressing the entire starry sky, and a magic pattern at the center of his eyebrows is extremely weird.

Now, the Demon Emperor's face was gloomy and terrifying, in fact, the death of the Demon Blood Horn King did not have much impact on his plans, what really brought him pressure was the sudden rise of the Sword Emperor.

"There are still three months, and there are still three months before the Nine Shadow Lamps will be refined, and by then, what Emperor Creation and Emperor Destroyer, what Sword Emperor, all of them are bullshit!"

In front of the Demon Emperor, there was a light blue ancient lamp, with a cold wick, which made people not feel the slightest temperature, as if it was a dark fire from the Nine Shadows, scorching the starry sky of the universe.

Nine ghost lights, this is a royal vessel!

In the black iron fortress, in a temple, Chu Ming was dedicated to two purposes, while contemplating the advent of death, he used spirit crystals to cultivate, and the effect of cultivating with spirit crystals was surprisingly good, and Chu Ming's cultivation was slowly improving.

"Death...... Die...... Raw ......"

A trace of intermittent thought appeared in Chu Ming's mind, Chu Ming seemed to grasp something, but fleetingly, to Chu Ming's realm, comprehending a mystery is not a difficult thing, but it is extremely difficult to master a mystery.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the aura of death on Chu Ming's body became more and more intense.

"Die!"

Airplanes!

A faint red wave centered on Chu Ming and swept around, visible to the naked eye, the plants in the temple were rapidly withering, and they had gone through their short lives.