Before Zhang Lang's Fang Tian halberd could be shot, he blushed and didn't know what to do. He couldn't move. He who had fought with Chen Qing knew that this was Chen Qing's mental power.

When he was weak, his mind could destroy tall buildings and destroy everything. Now that he has reached the realm of the Demon Emperor or even a quasi-god, the terrifying telekinesis can be imagined.

Zhang Ang died at the hands of his telekinesis.

Zhang Lang had no doubt that Chen Qing's telekinesis was only his weakest ability. The dragon clan is never more powerful than the spirit, but the body that is more desperate than the spirit.

In the face of Chen Qing, she had no power to resist.

Chen Qing recovered his body, and he was still in a blackened state.

A black dragon robe roared in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, bringing a whining wind.

"Little guy, you're still too weak."

Chen Qing shook his head, stretched out his fingers, and with a flick of it, the terrifying power was instantly activated, knocking Zhang Lang flying on a huge pillar.

There was nothing strong when it hit the pillar, and it was terrifying when Chen Qing's bullet. He didn't have the habit of keeping his hands, but with a slight flick, he seriously injured Zhang Lang.

The blood in his mouth kept flowing, Zhang Lang covered his chest, and his right hand wanted to grab Fang Tian's halberd and support himself to stand up, but he found that he didn't have such strength at all.

The pain was so great that it was as if the bones had been shattered.

Lack of strength.

Zhang Lang lay on the ground like this, and the mist in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall gradually covered him.

Chen Qing shrugged: "Children just don't need to be beaten"

This scene is indeed a little funny, Chen Qing is only thirty years old, but Zhang Lang is already thousands of years old, and the age difference of more than a hundred times is placed here, which is indeed a little weird.

Lang Luoluo, who was under the main hall, saw this scene, and his expression became even more sluggish.

Chen Qing, is it already so powerful?

It's only a month, and it's a month to have such power. She felt deeply puzzled, what kind of magic weapon, immortal weapon, could actually do this.

Chen Qing sat on the top of the main hall and looked at the people below casually, and after a long time, the interest in his heart gradually disappeared.

But looking at Lang Luoluo's sad appearance, an idea suddenly occurred in his heart.

This needs to be done with the authority of heaven and earth.

The authority of heaven and earth, controlling everything in the Three Realms, the owner can have the strength of the Immortal Emperor, all kinds of strange abilities.

Standing up, Chen Qing waved lightly towards the center of the main hall.

A colorful light rushed out of his palm and flew towards the people around Lang Luoluo, of course, including Zhang Lang in the distance.

The brilliant light was like an autumn wind, gently blowing on their bodies.

Two seconds later, Zhang Lang, Lang Luoluo, Cheng Yanyin, and those Immortal Emperors who were less than a hundred suddenly knelt down in front of Chen Qing.

"See Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live."

Judging by their expressions and voices, it's real.

Chen Qing raised his right hand: "Flat." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone stood up, walked in front of Jin Pin and the others, and looked at Chen Qing respectfully and fearfully.

Chen Qing was overjoyed, but he didn't expect it to be really successful. Through the authority of the Heavenly Emperor, he implanted some memories into several of them, making them think that they were his loyal subordinates.

Judging by their performance, the results are good.

Chen Qing's eyes were placed in the center of the hall: "But I don't know, resurrection... Is it feasible or not? ”

Lang Luoluo was spent by Zhang Ang through the authority of the Emperor of Heaven, and now Chen Qing also plans to use the authority of the Emperor of Heaven to resurrect some people.

He really wanted to resurrect Zhang Haotian, Zhang Ang, especially Zhang Ang, the son of the plane, if he could really be resurrected, he would be a big assistant to himself.

It's just a pity.

The task said to kill Zhang Haotian and Zhang Ang. In order to complete the task, Chen Qing could only give up resurrecting them.

"Demon Realm, Demon Realm ......"

With a wave of his right hand, Chen Qing directly omitted all the splendid steps of the resurrection, and quickly used the authority of the Heavenly Emperor to act on the void.

Two figures appeared out of thin air.

One was dressed in black and held a pitch-black bow and arrow.

One of them was dressed in a five-clawed dragon robe, with his hands behind his back, standing quietly.

After they appeared, there was a commotion in the main hall.

"That, that's the Demon Innocence Young Master!" A demon emperor covered his mouth and exclaimed.

"Then, is that Su Qianmo, the Emperor of the Demon Realm?" The people of the demon clan said in shock.

On them, a great momentum gradually emanated, surrounding everything around them, and in the center of the main hall, several demon emperors who were closer to them couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground.

Su Qianmo, who was dressed in black, saw this scene, countless memories quickly plundered in his mind, and after looking around, he looked at Chen Qing at a high place and said, "You are... Zhang Haotian's eldest son. ”

Su Qianmo, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm.

Ruled the Demon Realm for 300,000 years.

At the beginning, Zhang Ang... Easy to kill.

Chen Qing did not answer his words.

Another demon in the audience told him the answer: "Demon Emperor, this, this is the Emperor of Heaven, the new Emperor of Heaven." ”

This demon is a black mist, constantly floating in the air. At the top of the mist, there was a dark face, and at this moment, this face was full of fanaticism.

The Demon Emperor has been resurrected, which is good news for all the demons.

For thousands of years, they have been a group of dragons without a leader, and now that the Demon Emperor has been resurrected, with his leadership, the Demon Race will quickly stabilize and return to glory.

Su Qianmo forgot to glance at the demon clan, raised his right hand, and pointed his finger at his head: "My compatriot, please lend me your memory." ”

Without waiting for the demon to agree, he directly started it, and the demon's consciousness was grabbed by him with one hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Tastes good... No, you're doing a good job. Su Qianmo smacked his lips and looked at Chen Qing, his eyes full of admiration.

"It's really good, Zhang Ang can be killed, my compatriot, you are the pride of everyone in my demon clan." On the other side, Demon Wuxian threw away a demon corpse in his hand and exclaimed at Chen Qing.

Listening to the words of the two, although it was a sense of admiration, there was always a taste of superiority, and Chen Qing didn't like this feeling very much.

"You know, you know, I resurrected you, and I can't resurrect you for no reason, if you still have this attitude... I don't recommend letting you die again. ”

Chen Qing said with a cold face.

Demon Wuxian smiled: "That's nature, my Heavenly Emperor. Now that you are the master of this world, you naturally have the final say, little demon, how dare you disobey. ”

Joke, the young master of the dignified demon world said that he was a little demon.

It's a satire that anyone can hear.

Su Qianmo glanced at Demon Wuxian in surprise.

"I'm still too young to recognize the form."

When Chen Qing heard this, he forgot to glance at Demon Wuxi, and then showed a meaningful smile: "Demon Wuxi, the young master of the demon world, the body is a nine-clawed golden dragon... The Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon, well, I haven't ridden it yet, so you'll be my mount from now on. ”

With a wave of his right hand, a devastating light rushed towards the demon innocence.

Demon Wuxian panicked, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and he couldn't imagine that Chen Qing was so decisive.