At the moment when the crazy battle intent roared in Zheng Ming's heart, a stream of crimson blood qi rushed out of his body, and this blood qi rushed up three thousand zhang, suddenly like a long dragon roaring into the void, and suddenly like a Kunpeng tearing the sky......

"Blood Qi Rainbow, this is the blood of the Supreme!" the leader of the guards, who was standing fifty miles away and watching, muttered after seeing this situation for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment he said this, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and the guards who stayed there also knelt on the ground one by one.

Supreme Blood!

As the guards guarding the tomb of the Demon Lord, they can say that they can clearly remember everything about the Demon Lord, and they naturally know that the Demon Monarch has risen as a young man, his blood is like a rainbow, and he has evolved into gods and demons.

Now, someone appeared in front of the Demon Lord's body, and his blood was like Changhong, how could they not be shocked!

"It's the Demon Lord who has been reborn, and the old man hasn't given up on us!"

However, this kind of shouting was quickly stopped, and the leader of the guards looked at Zheng Ming, who was standing quietly in front of the Demon Lord, as if he was contemplating something, with a look of awe.

The blood qi behind Zheng Ming became thicker and thicker, and in the end, all the blood qi turned into a blood-colored long knife and submerged into Zheng Ming's body.

After Zheng Ming's sword technique and Taiyin Demon Knife method were perfected, the weapons used were generally the appearance of the Taiyin Demon Knife and the Dragon Bird Knife, but at this moment, the knife formed in Zheng Ming's heart was a blood-colored giant knife.

This knife, without any carving or pattern, looks like an ordinary knife, and there is no difference in the slightest.

But this knife gives people the feeling of killing, wildness, a kind of crazy roughness, a shock as heavy as a mountain.

Zheng Ming himself did not feel the submersion of this knife, and at the moment when all the blood and qi returned, a sigh sounded in Zheng Ming's ears.

"Your blood is really too thin, how can such a thin bloodline inherit my combat power, how can it be ......?"

If someone usually talks to Zheng Ming like this, Zheng Ming will definitely give him a good look, but at this time, this is full of desperate sighs, but Zheng Ming's heart has a trace of guilt.

There is no reason for this guilt!

It was the first time he and this demon lord had met, he didn't owe this demon lord anything, he shouldn't have any guilt, but the demon lord's despair at this time made Zheng Ming's heart churn.

It was as if there was a huge roller, stirring in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable and melancholy.

At this moment, a kind of pride rose in his heart, he looked at the huge, stone-like figure, and said heavily: "There is me here, no matter who it is, they can't destroy Morong Prefecture!"

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Ming felt that his heart was much lighter, and the world around him became more thorough at this moment.

The Demon Lord's heart beat even harder, he seemed to be very excited, and he seemed to be full of endless relief.

Zheng Ming's mind had been blessed by strong people such as the Supreme Dao Ancestor and the Tongtian Sect Master, although he didn't leave anything from these strong people, but whether a person used the power of charm on him, he could still detect it.

Everything about the Demon Monarch comes from his heart, and it is precisely because of this that Zheng Ming has a sense of responsibility for the Demon Monarch in his heart.

"The second floor of the Falling Demon Cave, a small heaven destroying skill, you can do my best if you get it!"

Through the beating huge heart, the words of the Demon Lord appeared in Zheng Ming's heart again, and with the words of the Demon Lord, a picture appeared in Zheng Ming's mind.

A seemingly simple picture, but it contains countless thrilling pictures.

At this moment, the huge heart that was originally beating with Zheng Ming's heart disappeared silently, and with the disappearance of this huge heart, there was still a lot of pressure around it.

"I ...... I'll wait for you to come back......"

The Demon Lord's divine consciousness did not die, but only fell into a deep sleep, but at this moment, Zheng Ming had a feeling, an indescribable sense of sadness.

In his heart, a sentence was inexplicably reflected: Warriors do not die, they will only wither!

The Demon Lord did not die, from the time his head was cut off by Emperor Wu to his return to Morong, he has been like a flower blooming silently in the cold land for countless years.

Now, he was so tired that he had to rest for a while.

Emperor Wu and the Demon Lord, who is right and who is wrong, Zheng Ming doesn't want to judge, but he is full of admiration for the spirit of the Demon Lord.

Therefore, he slowly bowed his head to the Demon Lord.

"No, the pressure is gone, the pressure of guarding the Maharaja's side is gone!" a guard of the Demon Rong clan suddenly shouted loudly.

In this person's roar, there was more panic, and he didn't know what to do. For so many years, they have been cultivating by the side of the Demon Lord, and their greatest wish is to stand by the side of the Demon Lord.

However, there is one thing they also know very well, no matter how hard they cultivate, the hope of this kind of thing is extremely slim.

But now, this wish has been granted, but it makes them feel extremely alarmed.

When they had that power, they could actually sense the existence of the Demon Lord, but now, the sudden disappearance of this power made them feel a bad feeling in their hearts.

"The Demon Lord just needs a break. Zheng Ming looked at these kneeling people and shook his head lightly.

The Demon Rong Commander, who was six feet tall, looked at Zheng Ming quietly, and said after a while: "Just now, your blood and qi turned into a rainbow, can you show us again!"

When the blood qi turned into a rainbow, Zheng Ming didn't pay attention at all, his main mind was on communicating with the Demon Lord.

At this time, when he heard the words of this commander, he was about to refuse, but at this moment, the breath that had already turned into a blood knife and submerged into Zheng Ming's body rushed out of Zheng Ming's body again.

This breath, majestic as the sea, rushed out of the moment, straight to the sky.

"You are the Lord of the Demon Wing......

At this moment, a voice echoed in the void, this was the breath that belonged to the demon lord, the pressure that had just disappeared, at this moment, there was a phenomenon of revival.

However, in the end, the Demon Lord's breath did not revive, and after Zheng Ming's blood and qi stabilized, the Demon Lord's breath dissipated again.

"We are waiting to meet the Lord!" the Demon Rong Commander did not hesitate, and directly knelt down in front of Zheng Ming.

Although Zheng Ming was not a member of their clan at this time, as the Lord's guard, they would not hesitate at all about the Demon Lord's orders.

As the leader knelt down, thousands of guards knelt on the ground almost at the same time, and they all behaved with great respect, as if they were facing their own gods.

Looking at these kneeling people, Zheng Ming's heart was a little confused.

This time out of the city, Zheng Ming's purpose was actually just to take a look at the supreme heroism of the Demon Monarch from afar! As for entering the Falling Demon Cave, that was planned for the future.

But he didn't expect that when he just saw the Demon Lord's supreme heroism, he actually felt the Demon Lord's heart beating.

This kind of beating made him uncontrollable, and finally rushed over to approach the Demon Lord, and it was this proximity that made him feel the persistence of the Demon Lord, the pain of the Demon Lord, so that in the end, he couldn't help but make a promise to the Demon Lord.

For this promise, no matter when, Zheng Ming will not overturn, because this is a man's promise to another man.

Looking at the person kneeling on the ground, Zheng Ming said lightly after a moment of silence: "Okay, you guys get up!"

After the Demon Rong Commander respectfully bowed to Zheng Ming, he slowly stood up from the ground and said, "Please follow me to Sixiang Mountain and inherit the supreme throne!"

Going to Sixiang Mountain to inherit the position of the Demon Lord, Zheng Ming did not object, he came to Morong Prefecture this time in order to get the prestige value of this state.

Although the prestige value in his hand seems to be enough, he himself knows that if he is a little careless and shows a little bit of weakness in front of those Golden Lotus Great Sage-level existences, then this prestige value is a drop in the bucket, and it is nothing at all.

What's more, Zheng Ming's heart has always believed in a truth, that is, only your own things really belong to you.

The power of the hero card always gives Zheng Ming a feeling that he is not too down-to-earth, and he needs to transform the things in his reputation into his own.

However, Zheng Ming's reason told him that going to Demon Rong to inherit the position of the Demon Lord was probably not as simple as he thought. One thought flashed after another, Zheng Ming said, "I can go with you, but I need to arrange a few things." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Ming took a step towards the void, and this step had already made him reappear in front of Lu Fatzi.

Vertical Golden Light Method!

Lu Fatzi himself didn't dare to enter the land of the Demon Rong, he was jumping to his feet in a hurry now, didn't he just say okay, just looking at the supreme heroic posture of the Demon Monarch from afar?

You said that you should forget about the past, but what should I do if you leave? How should I explain to the master, how should I explain to the master, how should I tell ......

Just when Lu Fatzi was at war with heaven and man, and his heart was full of grievances, Zheng Ming's body suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Shenhou, you can be regarded as back, great, really good, you have seen the heroic posture of the Demon Lord, let's go back now!" Seeing Zheng Ming who had returned, Fat Lu couldn't wait to give him a hug immediately.

Thankfully, this ancestor came back alive.

Zheng Ming looked at the fat man Lu who was almost crying with joy, although he was ecstatic and disdainful of him, but he also felt a little more intimate in his heart.

"Fat Lu, I went to see the Demon Lord just now, and he has already given up his position on the Demon Rong side to me. ”

"Wait a minute, go back by yourself, tell my dad and them, and say that I had an epiphany by accident and need to retreat for a few days. When I take over the position of the Lord of the Demon Rong, I will pick you up again!"

Hearing this, Fat Lu instantly changed from a fat man who was not too cute to a cute fat man!

At this moment, Lu Fatzi wanted to yell at Zheng Ming, you can insult my people, but please don't insult my IQ.

It's like two people watching the royal princess on the side of the road, and at the second sight, one of them runs over and chases after me, and then runs back and says that the princess has taken a fancy to me and asked me to be a colt.

Is this possible? Is this credible? Is it true? )