Are you looking for your Ayao?
Sheng Ning's voice rang in my ears again.
Xuanming pretended not to hear what she said, but his slightly furrowed brows revealed his current emotions.
Suddenly an arm appeared in front of him, and he heard Sheng Ning's voice again in his ear.
"She was trying to run away, but when she stood with your men, that rascal spat out a breath of dragon's breath on her, and then... 'bong!'"
Sheng Ning made an explosive gesture, and her words made Xuan Ming unable to remain calm.
His eyes trembled, and when he turned his head to look at the person next to him, his voice was already hoarse and unrecognizable.
"Sheng Ning, you deserve to die!"
Sheng Ning picked at her ear and nodded with a smile, "That's right, a lot of people are hoping I die."
"But what became of them, and what is their current situation?"
“Xuanming, everyone has a bottom line. Shi Yueyao has hurt the Invincible Sect and my senior brother time and time again. Doesn’t she deserve to die?”
"Or is it that during the ancient war, Rong Zhuo betrayed the human race and colluded with the demon race, almost causing the annihilation of the human race, and therefore shouldn't have died?"
"I'll say it again: how come you can do some things but we can't? Today, even if my hands are stained with blood, I, Sheng Ning, will avenge the Invincible Sect, avenge the ancient war, and avenge the innocent souls who died tragically."
A chill ran through Sheng Ning's eyes.
After she finished speaking, Xuanming saw her turn her head to look at the tank, "Little Ke, increase the firepower."
"Yes, Master."
Xuanming is going crazy.
He wanted to break free of the Immortal Binding Rope and drive Sheng Ning out of the Demon Clan.
But Sheng Ning had already used five Immortal Binding Ropes to tie him up for safety reasons.
One Immortal Binding Rope was enough to suppress the demonic power within him, but five ropes were enough to force him to stand still and watch helplessly as the demons were blown to smithereens.
There are quite a few demonic cultivators.
However, they couldn't withstand Sheng Ning's abundant firepower.
The smell of gunpowder was unbearable; the once flat land of the demon race had now been bombarded into the surface of the moon.
Xuanming struggled helplessly, and in the end he could only stand there, his eyes filled with tears of blood as he watched the demon race be destroyed.
The words "Sheng Ning, you deserve to die" that were on his lips gradually turned into "Enough" and "Please."
Sheng Ning is not a soft-hearted god.
She watched the demons being destroyed with cold eyes, but a sense of unease still lingered in her heart.
Killing Shi Yueyao was so easy, it took absolutely no effort.
If that person really is Shi Yueyao, that's fine, but if it's a fake...
"A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Little K, send drones to search the entire demon realm."
"I just don't believe it. Someone as cunning as Shi Yueyao would be killed by me so easily."
Don't ask, the answer is that he suffered a loss at the hands of Shi Yueyao.
The speculation that Shi Yueyao had learned puppetry techniques only fueled further suspicion.
Xiao Ke responded, and Su Daiyuan and the others saw several small search drones fly out of the tank and quickly disperse in all directions.
Upon hearing that Sheng Ning intended to continue searching for the demon race and wanted to hunt down Shi Yueyao, Xuanming was shocked.
He swallowed the metallic taste in his throat and said to her, "Enough, Sheng Ning, what more trouble do you want to cause?"
"Ah Yao is already dead at your hands, isn't she?"
Sheng Ning shook her head. "You collected so much faith power for her, and she even knows puppetry. Do you believe she could die so easily?"
"I don't believe it anyway."
"I apologize in advance, but I'm afraid you won't be able to stay here. But it doesn't matter, you'll be buried here soon anyway."
"I hate evil as much as I hate it. Don't flatter me, I'm just that kind of righteous person."
As Sheng Ning spoke, she glanced to the side.
When she saw a giant creature covered in fire walking towards her, she immediately let out a cry of surprise.
"Oh ho, Demon Lord, I didn't expect you to have a backup plan?"
Xuanming followed her gaze, and upon seeing the fire figure, his pupils constricted, and he bared his teeth at Sheng Ning.
"Sheng Ning, this is your last choice. If you are not prepared to leave now, you can only wait to die."
With each step the fireman took, the ground would tremble.
Moreover, Sheng Ning could not detect even a trace of spiritual energy in him.
"This world is not only filled with demons, monsters, and evil spirits, but also with other beings. This is a spirit formed by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
When the empty, indifferent voice rang in my ears.
Sheng Ning chuckled, "An elf? Such a huge one?"
In her mind, weren't elves all cute and handsome creatures with wings, small in size, or with elf ears?
This fire person...
"Because this thing is formed by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Benefactor Sheng, the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan was not wrong this time."
"If we don't run, we'll die."
"Master Kongwu, how do you manage to speak of 'death' so calmly?" Lu Qingan withdrew his gaze from the fireman and turned to look at Kongwu.
With his hands clasped together, Kong Wu chanted a Buddhist prayer, "Amitabha, this humble monk has killed many people."
Sheng Ning and his entourage: ......
The fire-man practically ran over.
Sheng Ning did not feel fear from Xuan Ming; on the contrary, he was somewhat excited.
Thinking of the lava that was about to erupt when he passed by the Xuanming Palace, Sheng Ning felt more confident.
She approached Guan Yunchuan and asked him, "Fifth Senior Brother, can your Crimson Lotus Flame absorb that spirit?"
Guan Yunchuan had already pondered this question when he saw the elf.
His natal fire is the Crimson Lotus Fire, a battle between a divine fire and an elf. He secretly summoned the Crimson Lotus Fire and saw the latter's fireball trembling in fear upon seeing the elf.
He immediately put away his natal fire.
Shaking his head with a pursed lip, Guan Yunchuan said with a serious expression, "This is an elf, which cannot be absorbed by the Crimson Lotus Fire. Perhaps the Crimson Lotus Fire will be absorbed by it."
"Junior Sister, let's heed Master Kongwu's advice and run away first."
A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm; it's not shameful to run away when faced with difficulties.
Upon hearing that even the Red Lotus Fire was afraid of the spirit, Sheng Ning immediately summoned his Nine Netherworld Fire.
The dark blue fireball was more translucent than before, and the flames were much stronger.
As soon as Ye Si opened his eyes, he saw the elves running towards him, which startled him so much that he immediately flew to Sheng Ning's shoulder.
"What's going on? I just took a nap, how come you even summoned spirits?"
Sheng Ning shook her head, her gaze falling on Xuan Ming. "This thing should belong to the Demon Clan. We don't have much time left. Ye Si, can you devour it?"
The elves were enormous, almost as tall as a seven or eight-story building.
Xuanming was nothing more than a small fireball the size of a palm.
Asking him to swallow the elf is like asking an ant to swallow an elephant.
But the aura emanating from the elf was simply too alluring.
It should be understood that spirits are not ordinary treasures; most people would never encounter one in their lifetime.
If one encounters and manages to capture a spirit, the benefits will be countless...
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