Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1374 IQ and slightly lower than ordinary people
"Bastards, are you hard of hearing, or are you deliberately pretending not to hear? Do you want me to call the law enforcement envoy of the Temple of Sealing Demons and arrest you all?"

The young man's face was gloomy and his tone was extremely unfriendly.

In the Demon Realm, under the Ancient Demon Patriarch, no matter who they are, regardless of their cultivation level, they are all forbidden to fly.

This is an unwritten rule, it has been like this since ancient times, and everyone has to follow it.

In this way, it can also show respect for the Temple of Sealing Demons and the statue of the Immortal Emperor Underworld.

"Conceit makes people appear arrogant and extremely stupid, but self-confidence often makes people appear wise, mature and charming. This person is undoubtedly the former. Let's go down and meet this idiot."

With a wave of his hand, Yang Xuan took the three women with him, and fell from the sky, landing steadily on the open space not far in front of the young man and other people.

He didn't know about the ban on flying in the Demon Realm, and even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously.

He bears the blood of the Underworld Demon Emperor and has a high status. All the demons in the world must obey his orders. His status is above all the demons.
"One demon race, one blood race, two rare human races..."

The young man narrowed his eyes. He hadn't noticed the distance just now, but after looking at it now, he realized that apart from a demon like Yang Xuan standing opposite him, the three women beside him were all of other races.

The human race is nothing more than a low-status free laborer, a slave, and no dignity at all in the world of ten thousand demons.

But the blood clan is different. The monks of this clan have strong blood, which is an excellent tribute needed to worship the ancestors in Fengmo Mountain.

However, what surprised the young man was that these three women of different races, whether they were human races or blood races, were more beautiful than the other.

Especially Lan Caidie and Ji Yuechan, wrapped in red dresses, with enchanting figures, glamorous and noble.

A light veil covers the face, and the temperament is dusty, giving people a hazy beauty that one wants to find out.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the huge demon domain and even the world of ten thousand demons, the young man has never seen such a stunning beauty in his life.

"Damn it, this demon kid doesn't know where he came from, it's really a blessing."

The more the young man looked at him, the hotter his eyes became, and he became more jealous of Yang Xuan, a restrained demon.

"Grandpa has come down, what do you want?"

With his hands behind his back, Yang Xuan looked at the young man indifferently.

The young man looked unkind, and couldn't help scolding: "Boy, you are really courageous. How dare you bring blood races and human races to swagger through the city. Don't you know that my demon domain prohibits foreign races from entering?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said hello, "Come here, take these people down, I want to torture them severely, and find out their specific origins."

"This, young master, that blood woman is a veritable emperor. I'm afraid this matter needs to be discussed in the long run."

A silver-haired old man with a strong figure and dressed as a domestic slave stepped forward quickly, and whispered to the young man.

"What, this woman is a blood emperor, but hasn't the ancestral land of the blood family been wiped out half a day ago? Could it be that this woman slipped through the net?"

The young man was startled secretly, but then felt that it was impossible. The blood race was the blood sacrifice tribute to their demon ancestors. If they were still alive, they might not even have time to escape, so how could they automatically come to their door?

In the Demon Realm, there is no shortage of emperor-level monks. Although they are not everywhere, there are dozens of them. On it, there are many Dongtians who are strong in the way of transformation. A blood emperor dares to come here , that is courting death, and Lan Caidie doesn't look like a stupid person.

"Are you sure she is a blood emperor?"

The young man took a deep look at the silver-haired old man. This man was his bodyguard and servant. He had the cultivation base at the peak of the Emperor Realm.

"It's not wrong. Although this woman deliberately concealed her cultivation, there is still a trace of aura escaping. This old slave is sure that she is a blood emperor, and her cultivation should be at the same level as this old slave."

"Where's that demon kid opposite, don't tell me he's also a demon emperor?"

"Here, forgive me for my poor eyesight, I really can't see through the depth of this kid's cultivation?"

"Bastard, don't you Sirians claim to have hands and eyes?"

The young man cursed secretly, raised his eyes to stare at Yang Xuan, and asked coldly, "Boy, who are you? But I am a member of the Eight Tribes of the Demon Clan?"

"Eight tribes of the Demon Race?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the blue butterfly beside him.

"There are eight ancient demon elders in the Temple of Sealing Demons, and there are endless clansmen under these eight people. They have established eight tribes and clans in the Demon Realm respectively. These are the so-called Eight Tribes of the Demon Clan in this person's mouth."

Lan Caidie said: "The Su Yuntian, Zhou Laomo, and Feng Laomo you met earlier are the ancestors of the Su family, Zhou family, and Feng family among the eight tribes of the demon clan."

"I see."

Suddenly, Yang Xuan looked at the young man again, and said lightly: "What about you, what's your name? Which tribe and clan do you come from?"

"Are you sure you... really don't know me?"

The young man raised his sword eyebrows and smiled angrily. He seemed to have never expected that in this world of ten thousand demons, in this demon realm, there are still people who don't know who they are.

"Are you famous?"

Yang Xuan asked back.

"court death!"

"Let's go together, capture this person and let the young master go."

As soon as Yang Xuanlue's mocking voice fell, the many demon slaves behind the young man all showed indignation.

This devil boy dared to humiliate their young master in front of them, he was really impatient.

"Don't move, this son is mine. I will step on him with my own hands and let him know who can be messed with and who can't be messed with."

The young man shouted angrily, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by the silver-haired old man beside him.

"Young Master, don't act recklessly."

The silver-haired old man said something in a low voice, but the person stepped forward and said: "My young master is Li Zhenghao, the second son of the current head of the Li family, and our Li family is one of the eight tribes of the Demon Realm."

"Sorry, never heard of it."

Yang Xuan picked out his ears and said casually.

"Idiot, you've seen it all. This kid obviously doesn't take me and my Li family seriously. Go over and arrest him immediately. I will make him pay for his arrogance and rudeness."

Li Zhenghao couldn't bear it anymore, and ordered viciously.

"Isn't this guy really an idiot?"

Lan Caidie said to Yang Xuan with a smile on her eyebrows.

"He's not an idiot, but his IQ is slightly lower than ordinary people."

"Hehe, you guy, you don't use a single dirty word when you swear, it's really interesting."

The voices of the conversation between the two did not cover up in any way, and it was clearly heard by Li Zhenghao.

"Little ghost, and you, a lowly servant girl, I want you to live a life of death, and regret coming to this world."

Li Zhenghao's roar and angry voice startled the people in Juchengfang not far away, and they flew out of Jucheng one after another, rushing here.

(End of this chapter)