1191: C1191 How Is the Demon Emperor

C1191 How Is the Demon Emperor

"Ox Demon King, the Dragon King hasn't returned yet. Why don't you wait for a while?"

"Wait?"

Ox Demon King smiled coldly.

"Alright. Every minute I have to wait, I will kill one hundred thousand shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Eastern Sea. After an hour, I will kill ten million of you."

"I want to see how many hours your entire Eastern Sea can allow me to kill."

It's over.

His attitude was so bad.

This matter must not end well.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Either I slaughter your Eastern Sea or hand over Aobing. I will use his soul to pay tribute to the dead Always Drilling Wind."

"Hand over Aobing, hand over Aobing!"

"Don't hand him over. If you want to hand over the Dragon King's son, the Dragon King will be anxious."

"Hand over the Dragon Prince is an insult to your Eastern Sea Dragon Palace."

"Right, if you want me to say it, then let's fight."

The demons did not want to die so easily.

One. How could Aobing be compared to Always Drilling Wind?

Even if he was killed a thousand times, he wouldn't understand the hatred in his heart.

The Turtle Prime Minister's expression was ugly.

That's right, Aobing must not be handed over. Otherwise, how could he face the Dragon King in the future? How could the Eastern Sea still stand?

"Since that's the case, then there's no need to continue the discussion?"

The Turtle Prime Minister waved his hand and transformed into his true form. It was an incomparably huge turtle.

Ox Demon King's eyes were filled with contempt. "Who wants to fight?"

"Let me!"

Black Mountain Old Demon stood out.

"Let me do it."

Nine-headed Worm said lightly, "You have no advantage in the sea, but I can be like a fish in water."

"Bullshit. I am Always Drilling Wind's brother. Who do you think you are?"

"Hmph, brothers are used to sell out. Tell me honestly, how many times have you sold him out?"

"I did it for his own good."

"Why don't I do it?"

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke.

Everyone was startled and all of them shut their mouths.

Pangolin?

He was a rather sorrowful demon.

From the very beginning, he had wholeheartedly wanted to become an immortal. He had clearly never done anything bad, yet he had always been targeted by the Eight Immortals.

He did not have the aura of a Main Character, nor did he have the kindness of the heavens. In fact, no one could understand his helpless situation.

In the end, he had fallen into the demonic path, killed his own kind, and destroyed the Immortals. It had been a glorious moment back then.

However, he was defeated by the Eight Immortals, and eventually returned to the Demon Realm. There was no news of him.

If it wasn't for Ox Demon King inviting him to the Second Group of the Demon Realm, everyone would have thought that he was dead.

They never thought that he would take the initiative to take revenge for Ye Fan today.

Of course, the other explanation for this was that he wanted to do something for the Demon Realm.

Ox Demon King nodded faintly.

"Alright, go! Kill him."

"Yes!"

The pangolin was in human form as it slowly walked into the turtle prime minister.

"Nine thousand years old, right? Today, you will die."

"Hmph, who doesn't know how to talk big? Back then, the Eight Immortals were able to defeat you, and I was able to defeat you as well."

A complicated expression flashed across the pangolin's face. It clearly didn't want others to mention this painful past.

Did he lose in strength?

No, he lost in love.

It was just that he shouldn't have fallen in love with Immortal Lady He.

"Kill!"

They fought until the sky darkened.

The earth shook and the mountains shook.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, was enjoying himself in the Underworld.

He ate his offerings and drank his wine.

White Impermanence was drinking so much that her face was completely red.

He even let his underlings go to Soul Capture.

"Brother, you said that in my entire life, I have to be a man of my word and do my duty, but why can't I be liked by others?"

"Other than Fan Wusheng, I don't have a single brother."

Of course, Ye Fan had heard of their story in the past.

It seemed that both of them were the police officers of the yamen. At that time, they ran away while escorting the criminals.

Xie Bi'an went to chase after them, and promised to wait at a certain place with Fan Wu Sheng.

But that day, it rained heavily, and in order to keep his promise, Fan Wu Sheng was drowned on the spot.

When he came back, he hung himself because of guilt. This was also the reason why he hung himself.

To be honest, both of them had personality defects.

Fan Wusheng, why don't you find a place to hide when it rains? Why do you have to be so stubborn?

Xie Bi'an, my brother is dead. Give him a proper burial and live well with his hopes and responsibilities. Shall we die together? What the hell?

However, Ye Fan did not intend to turn the old scores upside down. Instead, he decided to talk about the facts.

"It might be his fault that a person doesn't like you, but no one likes you. That must be your reason."

"Whether it's the Mortal Realm, the Underworld or the Demon Realm, communication is always an important skill."

"You don't need to satisfy everyone, but you have to at least make it so that others don't feel uncomfortable and don't give them any trouble."

Xie Bi'an was stunned for a moment.

"Listening to Jun's words is better than reading for ten years. I seem to have understood some things."

"That's good. Change slowly! Come, let's drink. Speaking of which, the wine in the Underworld is pretty good."

Xie Bi'an smiled.

"That's right. These are all wine for dead people to drink. Most of them are good wine."

"Puff!"

Ye Fan spat out the wine in his mouth.

For a dead man to drink?

Why didn't he say so earlier?

It's not like I'm a dead person.

"Forget it, I won't drink with you anymore. Send me back. I'm going to settle the score with Aobing."

"No need. Ox Demon King has already gone."

"Ah? What's going on?"

"Come, let me show you."

Xie Bi'an waved his hand.

An empty mirror suddenly appeared in front of him, displaying the scene of the pangolin fighting the turtle prime minister.

At this moment, the turtle prime minister was covered in blood. The turtle shell that was originally as tough as an iron bone had been broken, and several big holes had been bitten by the pangolin.

He was good at digging holes, and could even break mountains.

After becoming a demon, this skill would become even stronger.0

It could be said to be the strongest spear.

Now, facing the strongest shield, he had the upper hand.

"F * ck! Isn't this bad?"

Ye Fan did not want his personal grudges to escalate to two different powers.

But to be honest.

He was truly touched that Ox Demon King could make such a big fuss for him.

"Hurry up and send me back. I want to use the Universal Device."

"You can use it. I have already opened the spirit essence restriction in your body."

Ye Fan quickly closed his eyes and sent Ox Demon King a message on WeChat.

"Boss, I'm fine! Don't fight with the Dragon Palace."

Huh?

At this time, Ox Demon King was startled.

He hurriedly replied.

"You're not dead?"

"No, I was saved by White Impermanence. I'm now in the Underworld."

Hearing this, Ox Demon King roughly analyzed the situation.

"Kid, you're really lucky! Hahaha, good, it's good that you are not dead. "

"Mr Ox, thank you!"

"The old man laughed. Why are you being so polite to me?! But this time, the Dragon Palace has gone too far. They actually dared to frame Demon Emperor from the Demon Realm. Even if I don't trample the Dragon Palace today, I will still make them suffer. "

"But..."

"The old man said. You don't have to persuade me. The relationship between the Demon Realm and the various realms needs to be maintained, but it doesn't mean that they can be bullied by others. Didn't you say that? Why didn't you just say that? "

"I just..."

" Don't worry, don't be pretentious! It's over."

Ox Demon King logged out of WeChat and smiled at the demons.

"Haha, Fu Xin Demon Emperor isn't dead! I just received his reply. "

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