"You... Are you a member of the Demon Race?" Tianlong Wuhuang's face changed slightly and said.

As he said, he glanced at Wei Laomo behind him, wondering if the two knew each other.

The demons are a taboo topic in everyone's hearts.

People do not want to mention it, and sometimes they will deliberately pass by when they say it.

"I don't know him," Wei Laomo said, shaking his head slightly.

"Since you are a member of the Demon Race, you should recognize me."

"Oh, are you famous?" Xu Zimo smiled.

"I haven't heard of it."

"Which demon clan do you belong to?" Old Mo Wei frowned and asked.

"Jurisdiction? It seems that no demons dare to control me," Xu Zimo said amusedly.

"No matter which Demon Clan belongs to him, take it first, and I will be responsible if something goes wrong," Wei Laomo said lightly.

He had an extraordinary position in the demons, so he was not afraid of other demons.

Moreover, Xu Zimo's identity is extremely mysterious, and he also wants to clarify the situation.

"I'm afraid you can't be responsible," Xu Zimo smiled.

"I remember I told you before that you are not qualified to talk to me.

Let the Demon Lord of the Canopy and the Demon of Purgatory come to see me. "

"Don't be ashamed, take him down for me," Wei Laomo snorted coldly.

When the situation was on the cusp, at this moment, a guard came to report.

"Your Majesty, the great elder of Haotianzong is here."

"Hao Tianzong?" Xu Zimo and Tianlong Wuhuang both muttered to themselves when they heard this name.

Tianlong Wuhuang was surprised because he didn't understand why Hao Tianzong suddenly visited.

Xu Zimo was surprised that when he was in Yuanyang Continent before, his sky-shaking method was taught to him by Emperor Qitian.

He also promised before that he would give the token of the Law of Shaking the Sky to a man named Qi Haoran in Haotianzong.

Although it has been a long time, Xu Zimo has not deliberately looked for it.

But when he heard the name suddenly, he wouldn't ignore it.

But he must first confirm whether this Haotianzong is the Haotianzong he was looking for.

Tianlong Wuhuang glanced at Xu Zimo with a headache.

Then he asked, "What is Hao Tianzong doing?"

"They said they came for the vast country," the guard replied.

"As soon as your front foot came back, they came on the back foot. It's a good way to link each other," Tianlong Wuhuang sneered.

"Don't think about it, it's here to ask for someone."

"Your Majesty, the number one in our Southern Territory of the Haotian Sect, should not be an enemy," a minister next to him persuaded him.

"Let the people of Hao Tianzong wait a while," Tianlong Wuhuang waved his hand and said.

Immediately he looked at Xu Zimo and said, "I won't go around the corner. I have a concubine who was seriously ill before.

I have painstakingly found a pharmacy for treatment, but the drug introduction is only a longtan grass, so I value inheritance so much. "

"I don't need to inherit it, as long as you give me the Longtan Grass, you can mention the condition."

"You people, don't you understand human words?" Xu Zimo shook his head and said.

"There is no inheritance, I don't want to repeat it."

Tianlong Wuhuang did not speak any more, but stretched out his right hand and tapped a few lightly on the table in front of him.

The people next to him seemed to be aware of it, and saw that Old Mo Wei was the first to make a move, and the palm of his hand came to Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo also slapped it.

The two palms collided, only hearing a "bang", Xu Zimo stayed on the spot, while the figure of Old Mo Wei took a few steps back.

Devilish energy surged around the two of them.

However, if you look closely, you will find that Xu Zimo's devilish energy is deeper and darker.

It seems like a king, with natural suppressing power.

Even if the same devilish energy is the same, there is a big difference.

But Old Mo Wei was not afraid, his power in his entire body continued to skyrocket.

Until the Great Emperor Realm, until the end, rose to the peak of Tianzun.

Only one step away from the Great Sage did he stop.

"In the entire Demon Clan, the younger generation who can compete with me, with less than five fingers, you successfully aroused my interest," Old Demon Wei laughed.

Not only is he not afraid, but he sees full force in his eyes.

"Have you lost?" Xu Zimo raised his head and asked calmly.

"No one among the younger generation can beat me," Wei Laomo said proudly.

"It's okay to be arrogant, but not to be arrogant," Xu Zimo shook his head.

The Tyrant Ying in his hand slowly pulled out, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the devilish energy was constantly torn by the blade.

"Cut," Xu Zimo yelled softly.

The tyrant pierced the silent city, and the blade's intent was like lightning, and the endless emptiness was constantly vertical and horizontal.

Old Mo Wei didn't support him, his whole body was surging with demonic energy, and there was a black magic cloud floating in front of him.

He reached in with his hands and took out a serrated long knife from the magic cloud.

This knife is different from ordinary knives. It has a hollow shape in the middle and jagged serrations on the inside.

When Xu Zimo's long knife fell, Old Demon Wei leaned back and got the blade stuck in the slot.

Then quickly turned the long knife in his hand.

"Magic World," Wei Laomo said softly.

In the serrated long knife, there was a burst of torn knife intent radiating out.

The sword intent was in the air, and it condensed into the image of a sword beast.

The so-called sword-inspired psychic, this spirit can be described as human, beast, and plant.

The sword beast was roaring, and its whole body was naturally extremely sharp, and at a glance, its eyes were stinging.

But this was not over yet, and the demonic energy of Old Demon Wei gradually merged with the sword beast.

"Meteor Star Burst," the demonic energy around Wei Laomo became stronger and stronger.

When the sword beast opened its mouth, its devilish energy was actually condensed into the shape of a meteorite, and it was vomited out of the mouth incomparably huge.

Xu Zimo let out a cold snort when the meteorite fell.

The Shaking Tianxuan inside his body kept turning, and the Tianshaking giant behind him roared out.

Looking at the falling meteorite, he stepped forward, and even grabbed it with both hands.

Immediately, the meteorite was lifted above his head, exhausted his strength, and smashed towards Old Demon Wei.

Old Mo Wei waved his hand, and the knife beast on his head only slightly chopped twice, and the meteorite was like a piece of paper, shattered in half.

"Very powerful sword beast," Xu Zimo said.

"Magic dust lock," Wei Laomo snorted again.

A steady stream of devilish energy permeated from all around, and in these devilish energy, there was even the sound of iron chains colliding.

At the end of each chain is a square lock.

There is an ancient seal aura permeating out.

The clothes on Wei Laomo's body were all torn apart, and the iron chains appeared, all attacking Xu Zimo.

"This power is specifically for the demons," Wei Laomo said proudly.

"See how you break it."

"You have returned more and more these years," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

"I don't want to increase my own strength, but instead study these powers against the demons.

It seems that some people have indeed moved their minds. "

"What nonsense," Old Demon Wei shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)