Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1262 Goodbye Ming Lao

"No, how could this boy be a demon? How could he be so powerful!? This is not true, this is absolutely not true, I must be hallucinating."

He Shiming's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was ferocious and distorted.

He couldn't believe it, and couldn't accept this fact. He hated his own incompetence and extremely hated Yang Xuan's cruelty in his heart. At the same time, he was mixed with uneasiness, fear, despair, and a trace of jealousy and unwillingness.

"Why is it him and not me? I am a supernatural being, I became famous as a young man, and I became the youngest true disciple of the Lingxiao Jiange at a young age. I am obviously good enough, and I am confident that I will be honored as an emperor in the future, and even transform into a supernatural being. You are a thief But tell me why?"

"No, I can't show hatred for him, or I will definitely die, I will die."

"Yes, I am too weak. I am not his opponent now, and I will never be his opponent in the future. Even if he doesn't kill me today, he will kill me when he meets me in the future. No matter how I struggle, it will be difficult in the end. Escape to death."

All kinds of negative emotions in his heart were intertwined, which made He Shiming go crazy and almost collapsed.

"Hehe, your disciple seems to be in a bad state! Do you need me to calm him down?"

Yang Xuan smiled, looked at He Shiming with pity, and then at Zuo Lengchan with a gloomy face beside He Shiming.

"Useless things, don't cheer up the old man."

Zuo Lengchan kicked He Shiming, with a look of hating iron but not steel.

"Ah! Elder Zuo, we have to leave quickly. This, this kid is a murderous monster. Really, really will kill us."

He Shiming cried out in pain, and said inarticulately, he was really scared, and he only hoped to leave here as soon as possible, and hide in a place where Yang Xuan would never find him, and never come out for the rest of his life.

"Senior brother He... crazy!"

On Ziwei Peak, Wu Gang and the others turned pale, looked at each other, and then fell on Yang Xuan, all filled with righteous indignation.

This guy is the chief culprit, and the reason why He Shiming fell into the situation he is today is all because of this guy.

"Shut up, don't you think you're not ashamed enough?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zuo Lengchan felt that his old face was about to be lost.

"Elder Zuo, hurry up and take me away, no, he, he has already come over and wants to kill us."

He Shiming yelled, obviously insane.

"Bastard thing, it's hopeless!"

Zuo Lengchan lamented his misfortune, but was also angry at him for not fighting. He slapped He Shiming into a pile of bruises with a casual slap.

"So cruel!"

"Hey, if you even kill your own disciples, this family will go crazy with fear."

On the main peak of the inner sect, the faces of the big bosses from all sides changed slightly, and they all subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to get too close to Zuo Lengchan.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan's whole body was filled with hostility, which made people feel palpitations from the bottom of their hearts.

"Haha, Your Excellency's hand is really beautiful. Instead of saving this kind of waste to waste food, it's better to kill it."

Yang Xuan clapped his palms and laughed, pointed at Wu Gang and the others on Ziwei Peak, then turned to Zuo Lengchan and said, "Have you killed enough, if not enough, here are a few more."

"No, I don't want to die yet!"

"I knew I was wrong, Headmaster Yang, please forgive me!"

Wu Gang and the others trembled all over, they were almost scared to death, and repeatedly begged for mercy from Yang Xuan.

"Don't beg me, it's useless to beg me."

Yang Xuan said indifferently.

Hearing what he said, Wu Gang quickly cast his eyes on Zuo Lengchan, and said anxiously: "Zuo, Elder Zuo, we are all disciples of the Sword Pavilion of the High Heaven, you, you can't kill us anymore."

"Trash, a bunch of trash, let the old man die."

With a big wave of Zuo Lengchan's hand, several cold lights pierced through the air, instantly piercing the eyebrows of Wu Gang and the others, killing them completely.

Yang Xuan stood in the air, didn't move to stop him, just looked at Zuo Lengchan with a sneer, he didn't know whether he was admiring or mocking, cupped his hands and said: "Your Excellency is decisive in killing and attacking, but you have a bit of the true nature of the devil, I admire you!"

"Zhuzi, you forced this."

Zuo Lengchan roared, his hatred was overwhelming.

"You killed people with your own hands, so how can you blame me? Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

Hearing this, the big bosses from all sides were speechless, thinking that if you hadn't been fanning the flames and constantly provoking Zuo Lengchan, Zuo Lengchan wouldn't have killed one after another.

An emperor who has cultivated for many years should not be happy with his looks, angry with his appearance, and not disturbed in his heart, but facing Yang Xuan, Zuo Lengchan seemed to be a different person, and he couldn't control it at all. inner emotions.

"Well, even if I forced you, what can you do to me?"

Yang Xuan shrugged, and quickly spoke again, "I am a demon, a demon who can do whatever he wants, to be honest, even if you don't do anything, I never thought of letting them go."

After all, the devilish energy in his body skyrocketed, and it was getting worse.

"Damn it, who the hell was your previous life!?"

Zuo Lengchan glared at Yang Xuan, with both anger and deep shock in his heart.

The terrifying devilish energy that soared into the sky was like a huge black cloud, covering up the sunlight all over the sky, like night falling, making people feel oppressed unconsciously.

Yang Xuan glanced at Zuo Lengchan disdainfully, and said: "The so-called demons you righteous monks talk about are just false demons with evil hearts. Real demons never have good and evil in their hearts. It can help the world and the common people, and when it is evil, it can also kill the common people."

"Evil sects and crooked ways, everyone can get them and punish them. Don't you feel uneasy about your conscience for defending the way of such devils?"

Zuo Lengchan suddenly uttered a loud shout, his words were clearly questioning, and his intention was nothing more than to draw out the mysterious master of the Dongtian Realm behind Yang Xuan.

If this person couldn't hide it, Zuo Lengchan's heart was uneasy, and he didn't dare to act rashly to attack Yang Xuan.

"I'm a dead person, dead person, where can I get my conscience?"

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice sounded out of thin air, and then there was another person beside Yang Xuan.

"I've seen Old Ming."

Yang Xuan clasped his fists to salute. The people around him were wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, and they exuded a faint air of death.
Ming Lao, no one knows his real name, has always been with Liu Lao at the side of Xiaoyao Xianjun, but as Xiaoyao Xianjun went to find the reincarnation, Ming Lao was arranged by Xiaoyao Xianjun to Yang Xuan's side.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan was also very grateful to Xianjun Xiaoyao, and hoped to have the opportunity to meet with him again in the future to repay this kindness.

"There is no need to salute, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."

Ming Lao waved his hand at Yang Xuan, looked up at Zuo Lengchan, "The devil also has the way, and the devil also has the feeling. As long as this child's original intention remains unchanged and he has the feeling in his heart, I will never regard him as a different kind."

(End of this chapter)