I Possessed a Demon Sovereign - Chapter 175
Chapter 175: 174. Thank You, Mr. Li Yuanlong
Translator: 549690339
Chen Luoyang and Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng rushed to the place where Yan Mingkong and Li Yuanlong had fought earlier.
The green aura on Yan Mingkong’s face hadn’t completely dissipated.
Chen Luoyang and Yuwen Feng stared at her.
Yan Mingkong didn’t say much and just said quietly, ‘”‘1’11 continue chasing.” After saying that, she turned around and chased after Li Yuanlong.
Chen Luoyang didn’t move. Instead, he turned to look at Yuwen Feng and said, “”Are you worried that I will kill her?”
“To be honest, a little.” Yuwen Feng nodded straightforwardly, It seems that her Sword Dao is still a huge burden to her. ‘
Chen Luoyang said in a casual tone, “”You want to stop me?”
“If you make a move, I will also make a move.” “However, the reason this time isn’t because of a woman, but because of a very good opponent,” the Saber Emperor said.
He looked at Chen Luoyang. ” However, I feel that your killing intent isn’t strong. It seems that you are also very optimistic about her future.
After pausing for a moment, Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng continued, ‘”‘No, it’s not the future anymore. That day should be coming soon.” As he spoke, his gaze turned to the distant horizon.
There, the icy blue sword mark slowly dissipated in the sky.
However, the place where they had fought just now was still bone-chilling.
It wasn’t just his body that felt cold.
The biting coldness came from the bottom of his heart, as if it came from his soul.
“How can a defeated opponent be called brave?”
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, ” In the past, This Seat thought that the losers would learn from shame and become brave again. Therefore, This Seat was willing to give them a chance. Unfortunately, the result was only disappointment after disappointment. Your younger brother Xiuzhe was like this, and so was Wang Jian.
He glanced at the battlefield. ” It’s not a surprise for Li Yuanlong to reach the 14th level. It’s understandable. But today, he lost to Yan Mingkong, who is at the 13th level. It seems that the fundamental problem hasn’t been solved.
Chen Luoyang’s expression was indifferent and even carried a hint of disappointment.
“He’s always an opportunist. It won’t help even if he cultivates to the Spirit
Realm. ”
“It’s precisely because of this that I’m looking forward to Yan Mingkong’s performance after he breaks through to the fourteenth realm,” said Blade Emperor Yu Wenfeng.
” I can see that she’s only one piece of paper away from breaking through, ” he said leisurely. ” After today’s battle, she might be able to break through this piece of paper.
“I hope so.” Chen Luoyang placed his hands behind his back and said nonchalantly, ‘”‘ In the past, I thought that these losers would be able to regain their courage after learning their shame. But now, I feel even more that the reason why they failed was because they only had this much weight.
After saying that, he walked with his hands behind his back, still heading in the direction where Yan Mingkong and Li Yuanlong had disappeared.
Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng was not as vigilant as before. Instead, he laughed and shook his head, “”From the moment Li Yuanlong destroyed his capital, he had already lost the qualifications to contend for the world.”
“If I want to kill him, then so be it. Why would I need a reason?” Chen Luoyang’s back view disappeared into the distance, and only his voice echoed in mid-air.
Yuwen Feng smiled and did not follow. Instead, he stood where he was and took a deep breath.
The cold air made the smile on his face even wider.
‘ This should be the third time in the history of the Divine Lands that a True Image Stage Martial Emperor has killed a God Stage cultivator, right? ‘
“I’m really looking forward to it…” Yu Wen Feng muttered to himself.
He came back to his senses, laughed, and left.
Then, he returned to Chen Luoyang’s Crimson Dragon Imperial Carriage.
The Demon Cult members who stayed behind looked at this foreign tribe leader cautiously.
Yuwen Feng found a random seat and sat down. He closed his eyes again to rest. He seemed to be no longer interested in what happened next.
On the other side, Chen Luoyang only revealed his true thoughts after he was far away from Yuwen Feng.
That was…
Helpless.
She was tired of living.
Do you big brothers and sisters have to be so fierce?
Even though Yuwen Feng didn’t seem to care about Yan Mingkong’s swordsmanship, he didn’t care much about it.
However, the alarm bells in Chen Luoyang’s heart were ringing frantically.
He still couldn’t determine the limit of Yan Mingkong’s sword attack.
However, he was very concerned about the reaction of the rusty bronze sword in his hand.
The origin of this rusty bronze sword was extremely mysterious, and the
sword intent contained within it was even more shocking.
Chen Luoyang had the Divine Martial Demon Fist, so he wasn’t afraid.
But objectively speaking, this sword was indeed extraordinary.
Chen Luoyang was analyzing the power concept within it and could sense the powerful sword intent of the Nirvana Void.
Chen Luoyang wouldn’t mind if Yan Mingkong’s sword path was exactly the same as this rusty bronze sword.
However, it seemed that the two sides were clearly different, but they seemed to be related.
This made him feel a little uneasy.
Unlike him and Wang Jian, his comprehension of the rusty bronze sword was still at the surface.
Yan Mingkong’s swordsmanship had obviously reached a higher level.
The only thing he wasn’t sure about was whether his sword technique was self-created or if it was like how Chen Luoyang obtained the rusty bronze sword and had other gains.
While Chen Luoyang was pondering, he was also on guard.
After all, it was an ultimate technique that could kill opponents at the fourteenth realm with the cultivation of the thirteenth realm.
However, just as Yu Wenfeng had said, such swordsmanship was a huge burden for Yan Mingkong.
It could even be said to be very big.
Otherwise, Li Yuanlong would definitely die on the spot, and it would be difficult for him to escape.
Although he wasn’t sure if Yan Mingkong was unable to kill Li Yuanlong on the spot, or if he was holding back in order to guard against Chen Luoyang and Yuwen Feng.
But there was definitely a limit.
The question was, where was the limit?
If …
If Yan Mingkong broke through to the fourteenth level, would her limit increase?
Or was there no limit?
Chen Luoyang pondered as he continued walking.
Yuwen Feng didn’t care if Li Yuanlong ran or not.
However, Patriarch Chen was very concerned.
F * ck, this is the source of the blood-red serum in my black pot!
Thank you, Demon Cult’s ancestors, thank you, Xia Dynasty’s previous emperors, and especially thank you, Mr. Li Yuanlong.
Thank you for your hard work and hard work to reach the fourteenth realm.
Your efforts are definitely worth it and will not be in vain.
Your generosity and kindness will be remembered and admired by everyone in the world.
The current you is much more valuable than the 13th level!
After killing you, I should be able to gather enough nectar to inquire about Saber Emperor Yu Wenfeng.
Chen Luoyang felt somewhat helpless.
He discovered that if there was a difference in the cultivation of people of the same realm through the black pot, the amount of nectar required might also fluctuate slightly.
Sometimes, a single penny stumped a hero. The difference between being able to investigate and not being able to investigate was just a drop of nectar.
Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng’s strength had improved greatly after coming out of seclusion this time.
Although Chen Luoyang wasn’t sure how much it would consume to inquire about him, according to the pattern, it would definitely consume more than inquiring about him before he went into seclusion. This made Chen Luoyang feel extremely pained.
He had indeed spared Ban Hongqing’s life.
However, if it was necessary, Chen Luoyang could only make a move in advance and make up for the number. He couldn’t leave it for Su Ye to cultivate.
Now that Li Yuanlong had advanced to the 14th realm, it had given Chen Luoyang a huge surprise.
Just like Tai Sui.
Head Cult Master Chen rubbed his palms together. He had already made up his mind to personally kill Li Yuanlong and Mister Li.
The amount of blood-red nectar he could obtain by killing it himself was much more than under normal circumstances.
With Li Yuanlong’s generous contribution, he should be able to get Yuwen Feng’s information soon, right?
It was said that a poor man had short aspirations and a horse had long thin hair.
After this trip, the amount of blood-red serum in the black pot is increasing. Can I consider other luxury items?
Chen Luoyang thought in a self-deprecating manner.
The black pot provided many pill formulas and even the names of healing techniques.
Chen Luoyang had once considered that other than obtaining Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng’s information, he might be able to change his train of thought.
He would try to get more things from the black pot that would help him heal his injuries.
Understanding the enemy was one of the ways to defeat the enemy.
Strengthening oneself was also a way to defeat the enemy, and it was even more straightforward.
Unfortunately, he was helpless. His injuries were gradually worsening and he was close to breaking the root of the disease.
Many times, this was the most difficult situation.
Be especially careful not to leave behind old and hidden illnesses.
Some of the spiritual medicines or healing methods that were originally effective were useless at this stage.
There wasn’t enough blood-red nectar in the jug that could be used.
Therefore, he could only slowly endure the days by himself.
On the other hand, if he could kill Li Yuanlong, he believed that he would obtain a bountiful amount of blood-red serum.
At that time, he might be able to get information about Yuwen Feng or obtain some miraculous pills.
So, Mr. Li, don’t disappoint me!
Just as Chen Luoyang was muttering in his heart, a loud sound suddenly rang out in front of him.
In the distant horizon, a bloody light suddenly rose.
The blood-red pillar of light shot straight into the sky, as if it had split the sky into two.
The top of the light pillar went straight into the sky, disappearing without a trace.
Chen Luoyang frowned slightly as he felt that this commotion was somewhat unusual.
Li Yuanlong’s work was from Yan Mingkong?
Just as he was thinking rapidly in his heart, he suddenly felt the invisible black pot in his mind shake slightly.
The rusty bronze sword also shook slightly and reacted.
Then, there was something else that seemed to be different from usual.
It was the black mirror that he had obtained from the crater of the Ancient God
Peak and was related to the founder of the Demonic Sect, the Nine-Armed Sky
Demon Fei Chen.
Chen Luoyang became even more vigilant.
The rusty bronze sword and the pitch-black ancient mirror appeared in his hands at the same time.
The black pot in his mind was the first to return to normal.
At this moment, the pitch-black ancient mirror had already regained its stability. There was no longer anything strange about it, and it still looked inconspicuous.
The surface of the rusty bronze sword once again glowed with a faint light. Runes and incantations circulated within the light, but they gradually dissipated and returned to their original state.
Chen Luoyang raised his eyebrows slightly.
The blood-red pillar of light in the distance also gradually disappeared.
Chen Luoyang noticed that when this pillar of light appeared, it shot up into the sky from the ground.
However, when it disappeared, it was retracted into the sky and finally disappeared in the sky.
He approached cautiously.
When they arrived, they found nothing.
As they continued on their journey, Li Yuanlong’s figure gradually appeared.
When Chen Luoyang saw this, he didn’t feel happy. Instead, he frowned.
Where was Yan Mingkong, who was chasing after Li Yuanlong and should be in front of Chen Luoyang?
