Chapter 443: To Yaodu
Chapter 443 To the Demon City
White Tiger Emperor's speed is very fast, not to mention Mo Fan's speed, the two quickly reached the vicinity of Yaodu.
There is a lot of smoke and fire in the demon capital, and there are many strong demon clans here, and all of them have already transformed into existence.
Almost thousands of people.
I don’t know how such a powerful monster race was resisted by the two great empires of the human race.
However, all these developments that are different from the original plot need to be discovered by Mo Fan slowly.
The White Tiger Emperor led Mo Fan to the central hall.
When the sun was shining brightly, the hall was dark without any light.
On the four thrones on both sides of the hall, there are already four people sitting upright.
The dim light made Mo Fan unable to see their appearance clearly, and there was a little more oppressive feeling for no reason.
Judging from their figures, it seems to be a configuration of three men and one woman.
"I have seen the four lords, and my subordinates have brought the Monkey Emperor here, and came to return."
The White Tiger Emperor knelt on one knee, bowing his hands humbly.
"Receiving, didn't I ask you to **** me?"
The second person from the left, a rough voice sounded.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes like searchlights stared at Mo Fan.
There was a trace of cold sweat on the White Tiger Emperor's forehead.
It was the envoy of the Tiger Clan who spoke.
The order given to him by the envoy is also to **** Mo Fan back to the demon capital.
But he chatted with Mo Fan along the way, but he was a little unwilling to do so.
What's more, even if he wanted to, he had to have such a skill.
"Are you the new emperor of the monkey clan?"
Before the White Tiger Emperor could reply, another gloomy voice sounded, like the murmur of a ghost under the Nine Netherworld.
"That's right." Mo Fan nodded.
"It is a felony to falsely claim to be a great sage. Your monkey clan has once prospered, so you should be aware of this rule."
Seeing that Mo Fan answered casually and flatly, the gloomy voice continued.
The traces of murderous intent hidden in the words have been slowly revealed.
"It's just a title, what's the big deal." Mo Fan shrugged indifferently, and picked his ears like a monkey.
Hidden in his left ear is the golden cudgel that has shrunk to the point where it is invisible to the naked eye.
Although the strength of these four people is almost not inferior to that of the previous Emperor Yunxiao.
But to Mo Fan, who was able to escape from Yunluo Saint, it was nothing.
"Presumptuous!" The Kuanggu Lord, the one with the first left hand, slapped the armrest of the throne hard, and the sound was like a bell, echoing in the deep hall.
A tyrannical oppressive force rushed towards Mo Fan.
Although the main target is Mo Fan, the White Tiger Emperor beside him still feels unrivaled.
Among the five great demon kings of the demon tribe, Lord Zhuolu is the leader with unfathomable strength.
The second is the Kuanggu Lord, who is brave and good at fighting. It is said that he fought against Emperor Han Ling for three days and three nights in the Battle of Seizing the Saint.
As for the Supreme Envoy of the Tiger Clan, his strength still has to be a little later.
I don't know that the throne is made of various materials, but it can still not be torn apart under the angry slap of a third-rank Martial Emperor, but there is a clearly visible slap print.
Mo Fan smiled slightly when he heard the words: "I don't know what the princes think, how can I call myself a great sage?"
"Of course everyone is only at the ninth level, otherwise, wouldn't everyone in my monster clan be a great saint?"
Jun Kuanglu snorted coldly, obviously very difficult to accept Mo Fan's question.
They also fantasized about the future of becoming a great sage, and even secretly drafted the title they want to use in the future.
It’s just that I have never and dare not announce it.
The new Monkey King, who is only at the peak of the seventh step, dares to call himself the Monkey King, it is so arrogant.
But let alone, the title Monkey King is quite nice.
Jun Kuanglu is even prepared in his heart, if he can ascend the holy throne in the future, he will be called the Great Sage Equaling Heaven.
As for Mo Fan, if he kills him today, he will be done.
"This is Mr. Kuanglu."
The White Tiger Emperor is really a friend, reminded slightly from the side.
Mo Fan nodded secretly, he was really crazy.
But this kind of madness is nothing but rude and unreasonable.
His eyes stayed on the highest throne above.
There is said to be the seat of Lord Zhuolu, which is often vacant, but no one has ever dared to covet this throne.
If the four Kuanggu Lords are the court pillars in the demon kingdom, then this Zhuolu Lord is the true master of the demon kingdom.
Only Lord Zhuolu can be called the Demon Emperor.
Mo Fan is most interested in this mysterious Lord Zhuolu.
It's a pity that I don't have the chance to see you this time.
But let's deal with these four first, and don't worry about Lord Zhuolu not showing up.
"Kuanku-kun, according to your opinion, how should I deal with me?"
Mo Fan walked slowly in the hall seemingly casually, with a playful smile on his lips.
"According to the rules, he should be executed."
"However, the Ventilation Sage of the Monkey Clan was also the pillar of our Monster Clan back then, and the Monkey Clan has also fallen into trouble these years."
"It's not easy to find a new emperor."
"Seeing that the battle to seize the Holy Spirit is approaching, you will fight on behalf of my demon clan."
"You are limited to killing ten human martial emperors, and you can avoid death. If there is one less, I will use your head to fill it."
Mr. Kuanglu naturally stated his prepared disposal plan.
In every battle for the Holy Spirit, the two tribes of monsters fought with their lives, and there were casualties.
Not as good as the human race with few strong people, but among the monster race with many high-level monsters.
They all thought of ways to avoid participating in the Battle for the Holy Spirit.
Because of this, he was sentenced to participate in the Battle of Seizing the Holy Spirit among the demon clan, and almost half of his foot had already stepped into the gate of hell.
You must know that in the last battle to win the Holy Spirit, Emperor Hanling of the human race killed and injured three monster kings by himself.
Hearing the words of Mr. Kuanggu, the White Tiger Emperor felt a little joy in his heart.
He has a deep understanding of Mo Fan's combat power. In his opinion, Mo Fan is invincible under Emperor Wu.
Although the number of ten Martial Sovereigns is a bit exaggerated, if it were an ordinary seventh-order monster, it would be good if they could save their lives.
But for Mo Fan, it is still possible to complete the task.
Mo Fan's face sank slightly.
This guy really takes himself seriously.
There are a total of forty Martial Emperors from the two demon clans who participated in the Battle of Seizing the Holy Spirit, twenty from each clan.
Killing ten Martial Emperors means letting him kill half of them by himself.
Although Mo Fan can do it, why should I listen to you?
"Mr. Kuanggu, what if I don't want to?"
"Monkey Emperor, don't make mistakes." The White Tiger Emperor hastily advised softly from the side.
Mo Fan dared to show his arrogant temper here.
But before Mo Fan could speak to him, he was stared down by Feng Shijun's sharp eyes.
Listening to Mo Fan's words, the anger in the already hot-tempered Kuanggu Jun was even more uncontrollable.
Since Mo Fan entered the hall, he has not shown any respect to the four demon kings, which already made him dissatisfied.
Now he has even more unceremoniously rejected what he thought was a lenient solution, how can he not be furious?
With a low growl, a huge fist magnified in front of Mo Fan's eyes in the blink of an eye!
"Don't want to? Then you die!"
(end of this chapter)