Why Practice? Just One Look At Him Makes Him A Hundred Times Stronger Than The Great Emperor.

[Ding Dong, kill Yuwen Nan, get 5000 murderous points. ]

[Current murderous points 41200]

"Huh? Why didn't the task assigned by the system be completed? That's 100,000 murderous points!" Ye Chentian was puzzled.

At this time, the seriously injured Ming Lao came over, bowed to Ye Chentian and said: "Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Ye, and thank you for your help to the royal family of our Martial Emperor. I am grateful!"

"You're welcome, it's just a small favor." Ye Chentian waved his hand and said lightly.

If it weren't for the 100,000 murderous points, he wouldn't want to care.

At this time, a guard ran over in a hurry.

"Oh no, Mr. Ming, His Majesty and the ministers have been captured." The guard shouted in panic.

"What?!"

"How could this happen?!"

Hearing this, Ming Lao's face changed drastically and his body trembled violently.

"What's going on?!" Ming Lao asked coldly.

"At that time, your majesty and the ministers went to the underground palace to hide, but they didn't expect that there were people from the Demon Race inside, and they trapped us all in the underground palace."

"And there was a huge demon dragon, which was so terrifying that we couldn't resist at all." The guard said with a sad face.

"How many Demon Races are there?" asked Elder Ming.

"There are a lot of them, hundreds of them!" said the guard with lingering fear.

"Damn it, how could these Demon Races suddenly appear? They are really haunting!!!" said Elder Ming with gritted teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes were cold.

"What should we do now? Your majesty and the others have been captured, and they must be in great danger!!!" asked the guard anxiously.

"No matter what, we must rescue your majesty, and we must not let your majesty suffer any loss."

Ming Lao pondered for a moment, and bowed to Ye Chentian and said: "Mr. Ye, look, can you please go to the palace with me to rescue your majesty!!!"

Ming Lao shamelessly begged.

"Well then." Ye Chentian sighed. "Thank you, Mr. Ye!!!" Elder Ming bowed his head to express his gratitude. ............................................................ In the underground palace, Yuwen Hao and all the ministers were imprisoned by the Demon Race. "Damn it, this damn Demon Race, they even knew about our underground palace. It seems that they have been eyeing us for a long time!!!" Yuwen Hao gritted his teeth and cursed. "Your Majesty, I'm afraid we are in danger this time." "No, we must leave this damn place." "This is simply a cage. I don't want to stay here anymore!!!" Yuwen Hao's face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was full of sweat. There were at least thousands of Demon Races in this underground palace, and there was also a Demon Venerable sitting there. He could not escape at all and would eventually be killed by the Demon Race. "Your Majesty, look, he's coming." Suddenly, a minister pointed to the distance and said. Yuwen Hao looked up and saw a figure walking in slowly. He exuded a dark aura, and his eyes were deep and cold, like two black holes, which made people tremble with fear.

"Demon Venerable of Demon Race!!!"

Yuwen Hao's face changed, and he stood up quickly.

"Meet Demon Venerable!!!"

All the demon soldiers knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully.

"Well, get up."

Demon Venerable nodded.

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Yuwen Hao looked at the Demon Venerable, and his face became more and more ugly.

This Demon Venerable was burly, wearing a black robe, and looked quite handsome, but from his dark and deep pupils, a hint of sinister and evil light could be vaguely seen.

"Who are you? Why did you catch us here?!" Yuwen Hao said coldly.

"I am the third prince of Demon World-Huang Pusong." Demon Venerable narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yuwen Hao coldly.

"The third prince of Demon World!!!"

Hearing this name, Yuwen Hao's face turned pale.

I didn't expect that I would run into a Demon Venerable, the third prince of the Demon Race.

It seems that I can't escape from the hands of the Demon Race, and I can only fight them head-on.

"What is your purpose in bringing us here?" Yu Wenhao said coldly.

"Haha, what purpose? My request is very simple, either obey the rule of my Demon Race or die!!!"

Huang Pusong raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, and his gloomy voice spread throughout the underground palace.

"Our Tian Martial Emperor Kingdom will not obey anyone's rule!!!"

"Even if the Demon Emperor comes in person, don't think of making our Tian Martial Emperor Kingdom surrender!!!" A minister stood up and shouted loudly.

"You are just a group of monsters who kill people indiscriminately, and you still want to rule the secular world, I bah!!!" Another minister spitted disdainfully and cursed indignantly.

"Looking for death!!!"

"Catch him and kill him!!!" Huang Pusong was furious and roared.

"Yes, sir!"

Instantly, several Demon Races rushed out and slapped the minister on the chest, knocking him back, spitting blood, and dying on the ground.

"Hmph, a mere mortal dared to disobey the Demon Race, he is simply tired of living."

"Who else dares to disobey?" Huang Putong sneered.

"We, the Martial Emperor, will never succumb to the Demon Race even if we die!!!"

"I would rather die than be a dog of the Demon Race!!!"

"I would rather die on the battlefield than be a slave of the Demon Race!!!"

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Everyone roared loudly.

"Very good, in that case, I will show you how powerful my Demon Race is!!!"

Huang Putong said sinisterly.

There was a bloodthirsty cold light in his eyes, and a strong demonic aura emanated from his body, like a demon god, which was creepy.

"Hua La!"

The next second, Huang Pusong waved his hand, and black clouds appeared around him, covering the entire underground palace.

"Huang Pusong, what do you mean by this?!" Yu Wenhao's face changed and he shouted angrily.

"Hahaha..." Demon Venerable laughed up to the sky.

"My purpose is very simple, to kill you, and then devour the power in your body to make my cultivation further." Huang Pusong licked his scarlet tongue and said coldly.

Hearing this, the ministers were horrified.

"So you captured us just to devour our power."

"So that's it." Yu Wenhao suddenly realized.

It turns out that the purpose of Demon Race's capture of them is not to conquer the Heavenly Martial Emperor Kingdom, but to devour their power.

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