A terrifying aura surged out of the demonic body and turned into a vast demonic aura.

The entire sky of the demon realm is originally purple, and now it has the purple magic energy covering the entire sky.

It looks so weird.

The demonic energy gradually gathered into a huge vortex, and the demonic robe stood under the vortex.

All of her body exudes the aura of being proud of the world, her purple hair flies, and her scarlet eyes reveal a hint of domineering aura.

He is truly worthy of being the lord of the demon clan, and he deserves the word "Demon Emperor".

...

The North and Zhongzhou continents and the East continents are different.

The demons in the Beizhou Continent have only one force, that is, the Demon Palace. The Demon Palace includes all the powerful people above the ranks of the demon clan.

To be honest, you are not qualified to join the Demon Palace without the strength of the Supreme Level. The owner of the Demon Palace is Demon Palace.

The Demon King is the title of Demon Emperor, which is inseparable from his being the lord of the demon clan.

Mo Ming tried hard to unify the demon clan and founded the Demon Palace in this 100,000 mountains.

He also devoted himself to practicing for many years, when his strength was at the top of the holy level.

He was the title of Demon Emperor.

The meaning is self-evident, meaning that he is the lord of the demon clan.

...

Wow!

...

An Buxiu stood tall in the void, and a powerful aura surged out of his body. The power between the entire world could not help but riot.

A sword intent soared into the sky broke away, breaking through the countless demonic energy, leaving this world besides purple.

There is also a dazzling white, quite dazzling.

"It's interesting."

Mo Ming looked at the surging sword intent turning into a white giant sword and exuded a dazzling light, dispelling his demonic energy, and couldn't help but say to himself.

With his strength, how could the demonic energy condensed from him be dispelled by ordinary people?

Just that, Mo Ming knew that An Buxiu was not simple, even if the other party was not the son of the mainland.

Not a simple person either.

"The Demon Emperor is here."

An Buxiu pointed to the sword and pinched out the sword. He slashed out with one sword and turned into a rainbow.

"I mean nothing."

Magic Night laughed loudly, stood there, punched it out, as if it was still moving.

A huge purple fist shadow went towards the sharp sword energy like this.

boom!

...

The two collided, making a thunderous roar, echoing between heaven and earth.

It will never go away for a long time.

Magic Wan carried his hands on his back and said with great enthusiasm: "Boy An, I know you didn't use all your strength."

"Why is it not enough to let you use your power when facing this emperor?"

Mo Ming did not underestimate An Buxiu, but even though Mo Ming did not underestimate him.

In Mo Ming's opinion, An Buxiu could not be her opponent. This is not her arrogant self.

But he has this confidence and arrogance.

The sword just now was not strong at all, and ordinary holy-level powerful people could catch it.

Of course, if a strong man under the holy level is caught with such a sharp sword energy, he will be destined to end up in a fall.

With a casual sword, you can be invincible under the holy level, which shows that An Buxiu is still quite good.

Not losing is An Bulang's son.

Sure enough, it did not embarrass An Bulang.

"Then the Demon Emperor, be careful." An Buxiu reminded again.

The sword swung out again like this.

Wow!

...

The sound of breaking the wind penetrates the world. Just listening to the sound of breaking the wind, you can feel the sharpness and terror of this sword.

"Are you going to be serious finally?" Mo Ming said slowly as he looked at the sharp sword energy coming towards him.

As the sword energy approaches oneself more and more, the magic can clearly sense that the power contained in the sword energy is not simple.

If you encounter an ordinary holy rank, you will probably avoid it.

But... his magic is not an ordinary holy level, he is the peak of the holy level.

"It seems that this sword is indeed stronger than the previous one, but he still didn't use all his strength!" Mo Ming couldn't help but murmured in his heart.

Take one step forward.

It seems that he will show his real skills at the time of magic, otherwise even a junior will look down on him.

The palms stretched out were extremely dark, and it was more thoughtful than the palms.

When the sharp sword energy approached him, Mo Ming's palm moved, and he directly grabbed the sharp sword energy.

Click!

...

With a crack sound, the sharp sword energy turned into nothingness, but nothing was left on the dark palm of Magic Dawn.

Even if there is no trace, it can be seen from this that Magic Dawn's strength is unfathomable.

"Boy An, it seems you are not serious!" Mo Ming laughed.

"hehe……"

An Buxiu's mouth curled up, and she didn't say anything. She pinched the sword and said slowly: "Demon Emperor, be careful."

Wow!

...

Another sword was swung out like this.

"I mean nothing."

The magic smiled and said.

Before the sword energy approached, the magic dark directly headed towards the sword energy, and also grabbed him with bare hands.

But as soon as he grabbed the sword energy in his hand, Mo Ming realized something was wrong.

Subconsciously, he let go of his face and slapped his other hand.

The collision between the palm print and the sword energy made the sword energy disappear.

The hand that Mo Ming used to grab the sword energy was actually flowing out of black blood at this time.

It seems that the sword energy that was before was not so easy to catch!

This is not...it's all a price.

After all, when their cultivation level has reached their level, it is almost impossible to be injured.

It is impossible to bleed, but I didn't expect that I was injured by a younger generation.

Still bleeding.

It would be impossible to say that there was no trace of anger in Mo Ming's heart at this time.

But what if there is a hint of anger?

This is all his fault. People have reminded him, but he doesn't believe it and is quite disdainful.

Now I finally tasted the loss.

The palms were tightened, and a demonic energy spread out from the palms, when the demon loosened his fist again.

The bleeding wound was healed like this.

"Boy An, I didn't expect that your sword would be stronger than your sword. I really underestimate you."

"I have received your three swords, why don't you come and take me three hammers too?" Mo Ming said in a deep voice.

After the words were finished, Ah Buxiu said, a pair of huge hammers appeared here on his hands.

It is the supreme weapon - the thunder purple gold hammer.

Seeing Mo Ming take out all his weapons, An Buxiu understood that Mo Ming was going to be serious.

With his palm flipped, An Tian also appeared in his hand and said, "Come on, let me see how terrifying the Demon Emperor's three hammers are."

"Um?"

Mo Ming's eyes were staring at the long sword summoned by An Buxiu, and Mo Ming's eyes were looking at An Tian's sword hilt.
Chapter completed!