Emerging from the Demon City.
Oh no, let's leave the Demon City.
The three of them headed straight for Xie Yingnan.
Unexpectedly, they encountered Xie Yingnan riding a black Qilin on the way, leading his demon army to attack.
She was afraid the other party might accidentally hurt her.
Gingerbread quickly flipped over and mounted the Firewing Hound, channeling his spiritual power and shouting, "Third Senior Brother!!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Xie Yingnan squinted and looked over. Gui Fuzi stood beside him and calmly said, "It's Junior Sister Jiang."
"Stop it first."
He raised his hand to signal the soldiers to halt their attack.
Gingerbread flew across the battlefield with Fenjue and Yanji.
Once he was certain they had arrived safely, Xie Yingnan continued to direct the others in the siege.
Not long after
The third senior brother looks much more mature.
His already aggressive eyebrows and eyes became even wilder and sharper. The only thing that hadn't changed was his preference for wearing robes with deep necklines that revealed his muscular, honey-colored chest.
"Why are you here?" Xie Yingnan asked.
"Let's see if my third senior brother has become the Demon Lord yet," Ginger Cake said with a grin, glancing back at Demon City. "Your efficiency is terrible; it's been so long and you still haven't succeeded!"
Xie Yingnan said irritably, "You think attacking the Demon Realm is as easy as cutting vegetables? It's not that easy."
Gui Fozi clasped his hands together and said Amitabha. "Young benefactor Jiang has come at the right time. Today you will see your senior brother take over the Demon City."
"oh?"
Gingerbread glanced in the direction of the Demon City and suddenly remembered that there were almost no people when Ruan Ci was killed. When he was about to leave, a sparse group of soldiers passed by.
"Is the Demon City deserted?"
Ghost Buddha smiled and said, "More or less. The Four Saints and Twelve Generals are either dead or crippled, leaving only the terminally ill Old Demon Lord and a bunch of useless trash."
With the old Demon Lord gone, many demonic cultivators sought refuge with Xie Yingnan.
Xie Yingnan is a generous man who owns several spirit stone mines. Following him means enjoying endless wealth and luxury.
People aren't stupid.
In fact, Xie Yingnan's spirit mines were all left to him by his mother.
That was truly prescient!
The restrictions on the Demon City were torn open with huge holes.
Encouraged by this, Xie Yingnan raised his weapon and shouted with high spirits, "Kill! Those who surrender will be spared, and those who resist will be executed!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Demon soldiers and generals rode fierce steeds and charged into the demon city, wielding long spears.
Behind the main army.
There are also demon generals controlling ferocious beasts.
The ferocious beast roared past, raising clouds of dust.
Gingerbread's chest pounded with excitement as he followed Xie Yingnan's army into the Demon City.
The army was unstoppable, advancing straight towards the Demon Lord's palace.
Xie Yingnan's demonic energy surged as he looked down at the Demon Palace and declared in a resounding voice, "Mo Cang, come out and face your death."
The last word landed.
Two demon saintesses helped the tall man out of the demon palace; she recognized one of the saintesses.
The one with an army of skeletons under his command.
The old demon lord still wore a silver mask on his face.
Gingerbread glanced at Fen Jue and transmitted her thoughts telepathically: "The turtle I drew a few years ago is still there?"
Fen Jue replied to her, "Of course, didn't I tell you it can't be washed off for a hundred years?"
hiss!
Gingerbread turned back to look at the old Demon Lord.
Thinking that his mask concealed his own handiwork, he huddled behind Fen Jue, trying hard to suppress his laughter.
Yan Ji had never seen such a grand and passionate scene before, and he looked at the young demon lord with admiration.
At this moment, Xie Yingnan seemed like a demon god to him.
The old Demon Lord coughed and said with great sorrow, "My son, do you really want to kill your own father?"
He then looked at the tens of thousands of demon soldiers behind him.
“He can kill your own father today, and he can kill you tomorrow. Are you sure you want to serve such a cold-blooded person? You might as well choose a wise ruler instead, it’s not too late.”
The demon soldiers were not provoked in the slightest.
Xie Yingnan wasn't buying it. His gray eyes swept over Mo Cang without any emotion. "What you're saying is ridiculous. Who killed his own wife to ascend to the position of Demon Lord? Who amassed countless riches every year by using his Demon Lord status and caused countless demon cultivators to die in the wars you started?"
"Today, I lead tens of thousands of soldiers to raze the Demon City to the ground, all for the sake of avenging my mother!"
"It's all so that demonic cultivators can live a more comfortable life than disciples of the immortal sects!"
"Further words are useless; your death is imminent."
The demon general behind him was about to rush forward when Xie Yingnan raised his hand, his smile wicked: "I will do it myself."
The saintess who was helping Mo Cang cursed, "Xie Yin, you are shameless! Although the Demon Lord killed your mother, didn't he also raise you? Is this how you repay his kindness in raising you?"
Gingerbread: ? ? ?
Outrageous!
This was even better than anything she had ever heard of back then.
You only lost a leg, but Zi Ling lost her love!
That's even more outrageous!
Even though he killed your mother and has been supporting you like a tool for many years, you can't seek revenge; you still have to repay his kindness.
Gingerbread remembers that when they were in the Ghost Realm, Xie Yingnan said that Mo Cang didn't treat him like a human being.
Mo Cang failed his tribulation and, if his body was destroyed, he planned to revive himself using Xie Yingnan's body.
After all, no one's body is more compatible than the culmination of two Demon Lords' creation, one's own biological son.
Does such a person deserve to clamor about the debt of gratitude for being raised?
joke!
Xie Yingnan was so angry at the two women that he laughed and cursed, "Idiots, if you want to die, just say so. There's no need to disgust me."
"you--"
The two saintesses wanted to say something more.
Xie Yingnan knew that the two were in love with Mo Cang and were basically beyond saving, so he showed no mercy.
He drew out a whip made of demonic bones.
The two saintesses were killed shortly afterward.
Mo Cang swayed slightly. Xie Yingnan's attacks had been too intense lately, and he hadn't had any blood beads to replenish his energy for a long time.
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