Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 455 Disposal Results
Saying that, Zhou Li wanted to get away.

Even though his status is good, he is a candidate for the Holy Son of the Northern Hades Hall, but in front of an emperor, he still has no presumptuous capital.

"The emperor let you go?"

However, the Jade Emperor's voice brought their footsteps to a sudden stop: "Just now, how did I hear that you were going to take action against Mr. Mo? Moreover, you specially sent a respectable figure here to abolish others, or Take his life?"

"This is a theory?"

In an instant, Zhuge Yushang and the other three's expressions became more serious, and they responded repeatedly: "Don't dare."

"I see that you are so bold that you dare to touch even the emperor's distinguished guests!"

The Jade Emperor let out a cold snort, and the shocking majesty of the emperor moved with his heart, making the three of them tremble even more.

At this time, the Jade Emperor personally acknowledged Mo Lingxuan's status, which shocked them even more.

To make an emperor treat him as a distinguished guest, Mo Lingxuan was the first one they saw at such a young age.
"Zhuge Yushang, as the young master of our clan, secretly uses the hands of others to harm the people of the same clan. After the selection meeting of the holy son, if he hadn't won the position of the holy son, he would immediately be demoted from the position of the young master and distributed The Holy Mine Mountains have been mining holy stones for three years."

"People from Beiming Temple are very popular in our ancient Zhuge clan, and now, together with Zhuge Yushang, they kneel down in front of Mr. Mo and hold their hands for thirty."

The Jade Emperor opened his mouth lightly and directly announced the result of the disposal.

Immediately, Zhuge Yushang's complexion became even more ugly and gloomy.

Relegating him to the position of Young Master and sending him to the Holy Mine Mountain Range for three years, this kind of punishment, if he could not win the position of Holy Son, would basically deprive him of his future in martial arts.

Although after that, he can plead with his ancestor Douhuang, maybe Douhuang will save him.

But these thirty slaps, I'm afraid I can't avoid it
The same is true for Zhou Li and the Lord of the Beiming Temple. From their point of view, one of them is the Lord of the Beiming Hall, and the other is a candidate for the Holy Son of the Beiming Hall and a figure of Tianjiao.

The Zhuge Ancient Clan is their subordinate force, how could they be punished and slapped in the face of so many people?And also to take the initiative to ghost in front of Mo Lingxuan?

"Jade Emperor, I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate."

The Lord of Beiming Temple frowned tightly, pondered for a moment and tried to speak.

"I am the candidate saint son of Beiming Temple, and my master is Emperor Ziyan, and now the senior Qihuang of your Zhuge saint clan is welcoming my master."

"It's true that the younger generation was wrong about what happened today, but I'm afraid I'm slapping myself like this."

Zhou Li also replied tremblingly, but there was a spontaneous pride in his tone.

His master is now in the ancient Zhuge clan, and he was personally greeted by the patriarch Qi Huang, their status is honorable.

Even if the emperor who belonged to the ancient clan asked them to slap themselves, they would still be dissatisfied.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lingxuan smiled playfully, as if he wanted to see how the Jade Emperor would make a decision.

Every emperor has his unique majesty.

Being so disrespected by a person of the junior generation, I am afraid that the Jade Emperor will not be fooled by a Beiming Temple.

"Are you threatening the Emperor?"

Sure enough, at this moment, the Jade Emperor's complexion was a little bit colder.

The imperial prestige in the entire space was even worse, and the oppressed two even couldn't hold on and knelt down.

The previous Jade Emperor just revealed some aura at will.

But now, it is the real emperor's anger!
"It's not a threat to the Jade Emperor, but I just hope that seniors will not do meaningless things."

Zhou Li was sweating profusely, his body even trembled, but he still didn't give up.

Living in such a giant power as the Beiming Temple made him very conceited, and he was not willing to bear the punishment of the Jade Emperor at all, so he slapped himself in such a humiliating manner.

"Ha ha."

At this moment, the Jade Emperor couldn't help laughing, a little self-deprecating: "It seems that the current juniors in the Beiming Continent are really inferior to each other, and they are so arrogant and ignorant."

"Since you are unwilling to accept it, the emperor will help you personally."

After saying that, the Jade Emperor got up directly.

"boom"

And the moment he got up, the power fluctuations in this space became completely turbulent, full of imperial power, and even made some great sages with lower cultivation levels burst back.

Flicking his fingers again, accompanied by a scream, saw that one of Zhou Li's arms was directly pierced by the Jade Emperor's holy power, blood gushed out, broke off, and turned into nothingness.

The severe pain made Zhou Li hug the broken arm in pain, crying continuously.

He instantly wanted to use the power of law to repair his remnant body, but found that the broken arm could not be regenerated at all.

The emperor's power is injured, and it is not something that a little saint like him can heal himself!
"Crackling."

Immediately afterwards, under the slight movement of the Jade Emperor's thoughts, an invisible imperial palm was also condensed, and suddenly slapped Zhou Li's face.

Seeing this scene, the Lord of the Beiming Palace and Zhuge Yushang did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and quickly raised their palms, slapping themselves on both sides of the face.

The crisp sound resounded through the space, and this spectacular scene also stunned the people present.

The dignified Masters of the Beiming Temple and the candidates for the Holy Son, their Jade Emperor slaps the face as soon as they say it, and slaps them as soon as they say they want to slap an arm!
After a cup of tea, everything calmed down.

But at this moment, apart from pain, there was also gloomyness in Zhou Li's eyes.
It is impossible to repair the arm that was abolished by the Jade Emperor.

And today, they are still being slapped in public under such circumstances. In this way, they will not only lose their personal face, but also the Beiming Temple.

Because, it was the emperor himself who made the move, which was different from the disputes among the junior characters.

"Thirty slaps in the face are all you need to do, but if you provoke me like this, that's the only way to tell you what imperial prestige is!"

"If you don't accept it, you can tell your master, I will wait for you."

The Jade Emperor's indifferent voice sounded, ignoring Zhou Li's so-called grudge.

Even though the Beiming Palace is superior to the Zhuge Ancient Clan, he, the Jade Emperor, is also a generation of emperors.

The junior in Beimingdian, if he provokes him so much, what if he can give up his arm?

Could it be that the Beiming Temple would come to war with an emperor like him because of this?
"Don't dare."

Even though there was a lot of resentment in his heart, Zhou Li naturally didn't dare to say a word in front of the Jade Emperor about what happened just now.

Jade Emperor, they didn't dare to resent, they just transferred it to Mo Lingxuan.

If it wasn't for Mo Lingxuan, they wouldn't have suffered such humiliation.

"Mr. Mo, what's your opinion?"

After finishing all this, the Jade Emperor just sat down again, poured wine for Mo Lingxuan himself, and said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, the Jade Emperor has decided."

Mo Lingxuan took the full wine glass with both hands, and responded with a light smile as a return gift. The Jade Emperor treated him with such a solemn attitude, so he would naturally respect him.

The Jade Emperor nodded slightly. Seeing that Mo Lingxuan had no objection, he turned his attention to Zhou Li and the others again: "Get lost."

(End of this chapter)