Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Jiuling Yuansheng didn't get the answer he wanted, but saw a flash of cold light.

Before the little tiger demon finished speaking, his figure had already moved in front of Jiuling Yuansheng.

Compared with this huge nine-headed true body, the little tiger demon seemed like an ant, but its momentum steadily overpowered him!

The tiger-headed broadsword danced wildly in the air like lightning, cutting off the Nine Spirit Yuan Saints as they retreated one after another, forcing them to spit out their own demon pills to resist.

"Why are you so dazed?!"

While carrying the little tiger demon's violent attacks, Jiuling Yuan Sheng roared towards the rear:

"Not yet!"

The dozens of demon kings who came with Jiuling Yuansheng all changed their expressions when they heard this and looked at each other.

The little tiger demon is currently in the limelight, and no one wants to be the first to do so.

Even though Jiuling Yuansheng urged them many times, they only fired a few symbolic spells that were not painful or itchy.

After that, he hid on the Blood River Chang'an below and raised his head to watch the battle.

"Tsk, you, the Demon Ancestor, must be aggrieved."

The little tiger demon sneered, the power of blood in his body surged, and the tiger-head sword instantly bloomed with purple-gold light, and its power increased!

Before Jiuling Yuan Sheng could respond to the taunt, the three lion heads on the left were chopped off by the tiger-headed sword that passed by!

"Ahhh!"

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the remaining six lion heads raised their heads and roared!

The brown-yellow demon elixir was spinning around, and under the drive of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, it bloomed with a coquettish light!

"Are you finally willing to use your true skills..."

The little tiger demon flicked the knife to swipe the blood, and made a secret with one hand. The stars in his eyes were constantly rotating, and the spectacular mountains and rivers were suddenly reflected behind him.

"How about trying this trick? Hey! Move mountains and move stars!"

The big furry hand drew a semicircle in mid-air.

In an instant, the stars fell from the sky!

The phantoms of mountains and rivers, carrying the tyrannical power of demons, are coming overwhelmingly!

When Jiuling Yuansheng saw this, his eyes showed fear.

Before he had time to think more, the huge figure was already moving.

Under the urging of his divine consciousness, the natal demon pill bloomed its dazzling demonic light to the extreme.

The huge fallen star also came at the right time at this moment.

Jiuling Yuansheng had no choice but to cut off one of his own heads and turn it into a ball of light of the same size to face the falling star.

There was a fierce collision between the sky and the earth in two directions at the same time.

The little tiger demon manipulated the magic of mountains, rivers and stars to attack while slashing wildly with a knife, appearing to be quite at ease.

The Nine Spirits Yuansheng is somewhat dwarfed by comparison.

Just dealing with the overwhelming sword light is already extremely difficult.

It would be even more unbearable if he was distracted from controlling the demon elixir to resist the impact of mountains, rivers and stars.

There are still five lion heads left out of the nine.

Although the broken skull was still bleeding with blood.

But it was also because of the lack of a head to share the demonic power that the Nine Spirits Yuansheng's cultivation level increased instead of decreasing!

For him, this was the only good news to be thankful for.

This is the battlefield above, now let’s talk about the battlefield below.

Since Yaoyun was split into two, it has experienced the aftermath of the battle and is now in pieces.

No more evil spirits than in the past!

The violent aura is still suppressing the demons in Chang'an City.

The demonic blockade they had set up outside Chang'an City before had now become a cage to imprison themselves.

How ironic!

Du Feinan carried the unconscious lion slave and sat on the lifted roof of Li Yao Inn.

He looked uninterested.

For him, the outcome of this battle was already determined.

He firmly believed that that unruly guy, that guy who dared to fight in heaven and on earth!

No way, it will stop here!

Of course, the situation on the field also confirms this point.

The big sword in the little tiger demon's hand danced like a tiger, and various spells emerged one after another.

However, his demon power has not been exhausted yet.

It's just getting harder and harder!

On the other hand, Jiuling Yuansheng.

Under the impact of the mountains, rivers and stars, his natal demon elixir finally couldn't withstand it and fled back into his body.

Without the obstruction of the demon pill, the meteors and mountains and rivers struck simultaneously, smashing most of Jiuling Yuan Sheng's body into a pulp.

The shrill roars continued, and the violent demonic energy overflowed.

Now all that is left of Jiuling Yuan Sheng is his head and his dying body.

When another sword light struck, he was unable to retreat and opened his pupils unwillingly, waiting for death.

But at this moment, the little tiger demon stepped out and punched with his backhand to offset the incoming sword light.

Jiuling Yuan Sheng was lucky enough to escape, but his energy was exhausted and he lost the demonic power to support his flight.

The huge and incomplete body fell towards Chang'an, the blood river below.

This time the little tiger demon did not take action again, but quietly looked at the Nine Spirits Yuansheng.

Watching him fall into the 'ocean' where human blood and demon blood were mixed, watching the large splashes of blood, and watching the countless buildings that were crushed.

The little tiger demon smiled coldly and said lightly:

"The so-called Demon Ancestor is nothing more than that, vulnerable to a single blow!"

The huge lion's head floated on the bloody water, and the desperate and horrified eyes of Jiuling Yuansheng slowly dimmed.

"In these turbulent times, talented people emerge in large numbers. I'm... getting old."

After saying this, the pupils the size of copper bells completely lost their luster, and the lion's head sank into the river of blood.

With the people who died in Chang'an, and with the low-level demons who came along and committed atrocities.

Together, they were drowned in the blood of history.

The little tiger demon slashed the sky with his sword, the bloody sky was cut open, and thunder sounded, like the screams of the gods!

The overwhelming roar burst out:

"Who else dares to fight me?!"

The sound is like a bell, echoing over and over again in this dead realm where the ghosts are wailing.

In Blood River Chang'an, no matter what level of demon they are, they are all silent at this moment, and their bodies are shaking violently due to fear!

No one dares to respond!

Du Feinan flew up with his lion slave and whispered to the little tiger demon.

The next moment, thunder broke out again.

The little tiger demon flicked the tip of his knife, pointed at the many demons below, and said Jieran

"Surrender to me, or... die!"

The demons knelt down in response, bowed their heads and shouted in unison:

"We - we wish to respect the Tiger Ancestor! Kill the heavens and the earth, kill the immortals and destroy the Buddhas!"

Du Feinan squinted his eyes, nodded, and whispered:

"With these cannon fodder, we can be more confident about attacking Emperor Fengdu, don't you think so, Lord Huzu!"

"Tiger Ancestor? Ha, I don't like this title."

The little tiger demon's purple-gold eyes scanned the entire audience, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly roared:

"Remember, you will call me Emperor Mingsha from now on! Anyone who dares to disobey... punish! punish! punish!"

The demons and monsters were shocked, kowtowed again, and said respectfully:

"Here! Emperor Mingsha!"

"Very good, hahaha——"

The little tiger demon was laughing wildly, while Du Feinan looked worried.

He looked at the vast southern mountains, sadness crept into his brows, and his expression was thoughtful...