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This relaxed and casual feeling was like Zheng Ming was chopping melons and vegetables.

In the sky, Miexu Immortal Venerable has long been skeptical about life.

He knew that Zheng Ming was very strong, but he never thought that Zheng Ming would be so strong to such a perverted level.

In front of Zheng Ming, even the powerful Demon Lord can only be tortured and killed. This kind of shock made him even more awed by Zheng Ming.

Not to mention him, even the three of Ao Bing were shocked.

Nezha and Honghaier looked at Zheng Ming with some horror.

These two bear children also have times of fear.

As for the Mieming Mozun, his whole body trembled.

He had always thought that Zheng Ming was very strong, and even regarded Zheng Ming as the ultimate enemy of their demon race in Qingxuan Shenzhou.

And the facts have proved that his idea is not wrong.

However, all this completely exceeded his thoughts.

At this time, he also felt fear.

A feeling of powerlessness filled his heart, making him unable to control himself.

But after all, he is a top Demon Venerable powerhouse, a Demon Venerable powerhouse who is not weaker than the Immortal Emperor.

Although he also has to bear the coercion exerted by Zheng Ming, he can still make a little move.

Suppressing the fear and powerlessness in his heart, he took out three different magic weapons, and then tried his best to inject his own evil thoughts into the magic weapons.

He wants to summon the Saint Realm Supreme clone to descend.

At this moment, this is the only way he can think of to fight against Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming is still harvesting the powerful Demon Venerable. Dozens of powerful Demonic Venerables are allowed to be hacked and killed by him, but he is not in a hurry, and he also specially kept the Demon Venerable Mieming, the purpose is to see if the Demon Venerable Mieming is still alive. What's behind.

When he saw the action of Mie Ming Mozun, not only did he not stop it, but he allowed it to be performed, and even looked forward to it.

The three pieces of devilish energy exploded in the hands of Mieming Mozun.

The next moment, a terrifying evil thought suddenly erupted.

The demonic energy that had just disappeared reappeared, tumbling and rising, forming a thick cloud.

The cloud of devilish energy surged and spread, and the three figures slowly gathered.

Zheng Ming looked at the condensed figure, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then swung his sword again to harvest the surrounding Demon Lords.

It takes time for the demon saint clones to condense, just as Zheng Ming also needs time to kill all these powerful demon masters.

Soon, only Mieming Mozun was left in the entire demon camp.

Zheng Ming walked slowly in front of Mie Ming Mozun, and looked up at the dark clouds of demon energy that were still gathering in the sky above.

At this time, the three figures had solidified, as if they were real bodies.

Feeling the powerful aura, Zheng Ming's mind moved slightly.

Last time, he had a fight with the supreme power of the saint realm, but that time he fought against him only with a wisp of thought from the power of the demon saint.

And the three demon saint clones that came this time were several times stronger than that wisp of thought.

"The saint realm is indeed tyrannical!"

Zheng Ming said with a flat face.

"The three saints have come, you may still have a chance to go now." Mie Ming Mozun next to him said suddenly.

"Oh! You want me to escape!" Zheng Ming looked at him with a half-smile.

The child hole in Mie Ming Mozun's eyes suddenly condensed, then lowered his head, and said: "I will return to the Demon Abyss Realm, and I will never set foot in the Immortal Realm again."

Zheng Ming was slightly surprised when he heard this.

He actually gave up!

With the arrival of the three demon saint clones, Mie Ming Mozun actually chose to give up.

This surprised Zheng Ming.

"You are smart!"

Zheng Ming couldn't help but praise.

Mie Ming Mozun stood stiffly, with a bitter smile on his face.

He is not smart, he is afraid.

The fear of Zheng Ming reached the extreme.

Although there are now three clones of demon saints descending, he still feels unable to defeat Zheng Ming.

Because he saw a teasing smile in Zheng Ming's eyes.

A terrifying evil thought descended, dyeing the entire world in scarlet.

Above the sky, Immortal Miexu and Ao Bing suddenly showed uncomfortable expressions.

This terrifying evil thought was stirring their minds, causing the evil thoughts in their hearts to flourish, as if the next moment, their evil thoughts were about to burst out of their bodies.

"let's go!"

Without any hesitation, Miexu Immortal Venerable directly opened the void passage, and pulled Ao Bing and the others away from the place.

It's beyond their ability to intervene in the battle here, let alone intervene, even if they stay here, they may be haunted by evil thoughts, not only can't help Zheng Ming, but will become Zheng Ming's burden.

Thousands of miles away, the figures of four people emerged out of thin air.

Although they were thousands of miles away, they could still feel the terrifying evil thoughts, and of course they could also feel the emperor's prestige released by Zheng Ming.

"I hope Emperor Zun can win!" Miexu Immortal Venerable said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, he was a little worried about Zheng Ming. After all, what Zheng Ming was facing was the Supreme Demon Saint.

In the demon camp.

Zheng Ming's face was still dull, and he looked at the three figures that appeared in the air.

"Holy One, save me!"

Mie Ming Mozun asked for help from the three figures in the sky.

The three figures glanced at him without showing any emotion, and then fixed their eyes on Zheng Ming.

"Emperor!"

A figure ten feet tall with two horns on his head made a roaring sound.

The sound was like thunder, shaking the world.

"The little emperor actually wants the three of us to lower our clones at the same time! What a waste!"

The other was short in stature, like a dwarf, but his eyes were filled with scarlet, and even the child's hole was covered by scarlet.

The remaining one is quite normal. Although his figure also looks burly, he is very similar to a human race.

"Since it's trash, let the old man swallow it."

Looks like a person, not necessarily a person.

As a fellow demon, he actually wanted to swallow Mie Ming Mozun alive.

He swung his palm violently, and the dark palm was condensed by the devil energy, and he grabbed it towards Mie Ming Mozun.

At this time, Mie Ming Mozun was still suppressed by Zheng Ming's Emperor Wei. In fact, even if he hadn't been suppressed, he still couldn't escape the attack of a demon saint clone.

Seeing that the palm was about to fall on him, Mie Ming Mozun showed a look of despair.

But when he was in despair, Zheng Ming suddenly laughed and said, "You three, I'm still here. He's my prisoner, and I can't let you handle him!"

Let's talk, Zheng Ming lightly waved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

The majestic golden light of the holy way suddenly bloomed, and directly slashed at the giant hand of the demonic energy.

Boom~~

A violent fluctuation occurred, and the giant hand of devilish energy collapsed instantly.

Mie Ming Mozun stared blankly at Zheng Ming beside him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Isn't it ridiculous to be rescued by the enemy!

"Whether the demons understand it or not, we will repay it!"

Zheng Ming looked at Mie Ming Mozun with a smile, that smile was full of evil in Mie Ming Mozun's eyes, but it made him feel relieved.

"I!"

He wanted to say something.

But Zheng Ming directly interrupted him, saying: "If you want to live, you must know how to be grateful. As for whether I will keep you, it depends on your next performance."

"What are the names of these three?" Zheng Ming asked suddenly.

Mie Ming Mozun looked up at the three demon saint clones, and said, "Demon Heart Holy Venerable, Luo Tian Holy Venerable, Greedy Spirit Holy Venerable."

Zheng Ming blinked.

Well, he hadn't heard of any of them.

He doesn't even know who the Saint Realm Supremes are in the Immortal Realm, let alone the Saint Realm Supremes in the Demon Abyss Realm.

The Saint Realm Supreme of the Demon Abyss Realm, he has heard of the Fa Zhi Demon Saint, that is, the Demon Race Saint who drew out the evil thoughts of Immortal Emperor Qingxuan.

Chapter 879 I don't need you to come to the Immortal Realm, I will also go to the Cloud Realm!

"I didn't expect such an existence in the fairy world, what a pity, what a pity!"

The ten-foot-tall Luo Tian Shengzun looked at Zheng Ming and said with some regret.

"What a pity?" Zheng Ming asked.

"You are so interesting, but it's a pity that you are going to disappear." Luo Tianshengzun said.

Zheng Ming shook his head slightly, and said, "How could I be wiped out? Even if you are all wiped out, I won't be able to."

"Arrogance and ignorance!" said the short Demon Heart Sacred Venerable in a deep voice.

It seemed to be scolding Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and said, "I am really glad to see you."

"But it's a pity that I haven't seen other existences."

He looked at the sky around him with a look of disappointment on his face.

The reason why he didn't prevent Mieming Mozun from summoning the Demon Saint's clone just now was because he wanted to use the Demon's Saint's clone to attract the Saint Realm Supreme from the fairy world.

However, the demon saint avatar has been here for so long, and the saint realm supreme in the fairy world has no intention of appearing at all, which makes him very disappointed.

"Try how much weight you have first!"

next moment.

Zheng Ming's figure flew out suddenly, and the bright golden light of the holy path burst in the turbulent cloud of devil energy.

"It's interesting, obviously the old man will meet you!"

Demon Heart Sacred Venerable had a ferocious smile on his face, and his short body went straight to Zheng Ming.

He stretched out a pair of withered palms and grabbed Zheng Ming suddenly.

The palm was covered with strange silk threads, and those threads were quietly wrapped around Zheng Ming.

"Ok!"

Zheng Ming's eyes moved slightly, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand slammed on these silk threads.

buzzing~~

The sound of the sword rang softly, but it didn't hurt the silk threads at all.

"I see!"