The Demon King of Douluo

In the Demon Palace, no one knew that a place like this would have a small independent woodshed, and the only person chopping wood was an old man with white beard and hair.

The ax fell neatly, and the firewood broke. In the center of the entire demon clan, everyone here probably had some skills. Probably because of the arrogance of practicing magic and fighting spirit, no one was willing to take on the monotonous and menial work of chopping firewood. Therefore, the old man got such a stable environment.

bump!

Every stroke was crisp and powerful, with just the right amount of force.

You clearly have the terrifying power to destroy the world, but you are able to control it just enough to split the firewood without even damaging the wooden pillar below. Wonderful!

In the darkness, Zhou Mingde's figure slowly walked out and spoke with unabashed admiration.

The old man who was chopping firewood was instantly alert. He was holding an ordinary ax in his hand, but it felt invincible. The strong fighting spirit is hidden and silent, and it is incredible to Zhou Ming that it can so perfectly contain this powerful energy that far exceeds the limits of human beings.

It's not that he can't do it, it's just that the old man's mental power is not as strong as he imagined. To be able to control the power that is almost comparable to the gods, one can imagine what perseverance and price it takes.

You are not a member of the Demon Clan, are you? Why did you come to the Demon Emperor's Palace? the old man asked. He did not ask why he was looking for him. Instead, he immediately warned that the visitor might be harmful to the Demon Emperor.

Zhou Ming's philosophy is actually somewhat similar to that of the orcs. Although reason prevails most of the time, deep down, Zhou Ming still prefers to believe that power is the foundation of everything.

The old man calls himself Uncle Chai. Who would have thought that he is the only human being in the world who has cultivated to the level of God of War!

Zhou Ming didn't understand that he had power that was almost comparable to that of a god, but he was willing to stay in this small corner of the country, even doing monotonous tasks that he repeated every day.

Strictly speaking, I can be considered a demon. However, I am different from you. Zhou Ming did not explain that these guys are not so much demons, but a special human race with dark elemental physiques.

Uncle Chai didn't ask any more questions. Zhou Ming's words dispelled part of his wariness. As long as he didn't have any malicious intentions, it didn't matter even if he was from the human race.

If this were not the case, with his God of War level strength, he really wanted to help the demons deal with the humans, and I am afraid that the Strom Fortress would not have been able to stand for two hundred years.

Passing here, find a place to cultivate, but the Demon Emperor is not here. You should be the strongest here.

The divine power is enough. As long as the suppression of the world's laws is removed, Zhou Ming can return to his peak state. At that time, he will leave Tianwu Continent.

It has been nearly a month since Zhou Ming left the Aixia Kingdom. He has met almost all the races. Naturally, he cannot miss the remaining orcs and demons. He does not like the rough and barbaric civilization of the orcs, so he naturally chooses the last stop. It's the demon clan.

Your Excellency, are you injured? Uncle Chai asked subconsciously. He felt something was wrong almost as soon as he blurted it out, and then said, Sorry, it was abrupt.

Zhou Ming didn't mind. He was able to cultivate to the level of God of War on his own. Although he also paid a corresponding price, Uncle Chai's will moved him.

Uncle Chai, I'm here to get a batch of firewood. I heard that His Majesty the Demon Emperor will be back today. Huh? Who are you? A fat man walked in.

Obviously, this firewood shed has no extraordinary significance to the entire Demon Palace. The only special thing is probably Uncle Chai's hidden identity, the Imperial Uncle Supervisor! This identity is probably only known to the Demon Emperor and Uncle Chai himself.

Even the Demon Emperor doesn't know that his uncle is here. A God of War wants to hide in the Demon Emperor's palace without being discovered. Even the Demon Emperor himself can't notice anything at all.

Snapped!

Uncle Chai suddenly dodged behind Little Fatty, raised his hand and knocked him unconscious. He didn't even figure out Zhou Ming's identity. He was able to evade his perception quietly, so Uncle Chai didn't dare to be careless.

Zhou Ming was speechless. Although it was reasonable for Uncle Chai to be cautious, the feeling of being on guard still made him a little unhappy.

Now that the Demon King is back, I'll talk to him.

Buzz!

With a flash of silver light, Zhou Ming has completely restrained his divine power. In order to resist the suppression of the law, he is trying not to attract the attention of the world's consciousness as much as possible. It is best not to use powers outside this world.

Even if the magic array used at this moment is combined with the laws of space, at least in this world, the laws of space are not excluded. This will save Zhou Ming a lot of effort.

Uncle Chai watched Zhou Ming leave with a frown on his face. He was obviously not at ease. He put Xiaopang on the firewood aside and quickly turned around and walked into the house.

Bang!

Not long after, Uncle Chai, dressed in black, turned into a blue light and shadow and quickly disappeared into the sky, his powerful force creating a hurricane.

Level 6 wind magic can make people fly, but it cannot be so flexible. If you want to rely on fighting spirit to fly, you must at least be at the Sky Knight level. Being able to apply it to the actual combat level, and even achieve the terrifying speed of breaking the sound barrier in an understatement, this is the God of War!

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Escort!

Outside the imperial capital, Zhou Ming's consciousness directly locked onto the Demon Emperor's aura. After his fight with Lucifer, Zhou Ming became more proficient in using the laws of space. Even across dozens of miles, the deviation was only a few centimeters. !

This kind of terrifying control is already at a level that even the god-kings of the space system can't match. This is a good thing, as it will make it easier for Zhou Ming to break through the plane barriers again.

Kelundo saw a mysterious man of unknown origin appear. As the leader of the Holy Light Guards, he subconsciously stood in front of the Demon Emperor.

More than a dozen figures around him also reacted instantly. The auras of various magics and fighting spirit were mixed and intertwined, and the sound of magic chanting could be heard endlessly.

bass! boom!

A fighting spirit sword light showed a sacred cyan color, and even a hint of light blue. It was obvious that the person who took action was close to that state.

The dark sky shrouded Zhou Ming, only a sliver slower than the sword light. In Zhou Ming's consciousness, the magicians among the dozen guards seemed to be still chanting spells, and there were obviously follow-up attacks.

Elemental Fiction - Fire.

boom! Roar!

A magic circle instantly appeared in front of him, and a huge claw of a huge creature was the first to reach out. Then without any hesitation, he met the opponent's attack with a punch.

The next moment, the ground shook, and the sound waves and airflow caused by the collision rolled up countless gravels, splashing everywhere while causing more complete damage to the surroundings.

Kelunduo's fighting spirit shook and turned into a screen of light in front of him. The whistling stones cut through the air and brought up a long tail. The force of the splashing of these gravels is definitely comparable to level six magic! It doesn't matter that he has a battle armor, but the magician's physique cannot ignore this.

There was a heavy feeling on his shoulders, Kelundo did not look back, and the voice of the Demon King rang in his ears. This technique of compressing the sound within a certain range is exclusive to Dou Qi practitioners, and magicians are better at teleportation.

He nodded calmly, and faced the unexpected situation, the Demon King showed his calm side.

Roar! It was like the roar of some kind of monster, and the strong wind blew away the dust. Kelundo stood at the front, almost subconsciously raising his hand to cover his chest.

What kind of monster is this? The guards on the side couldn't help but exclaimed. It resembled Beamon's ferocious appearance. Its entire body was covered with violent flames composed of fire elements, and its lower body was constantly rotating like a fire storm.

The aura was enough to make them shudder. Coupled with the huge body that was more than ten feet long, even Kelundo's pupils shrank.

Roar!

The flame troll stared at the people in front of him. It was hard to imagine how the violent fire element could be stabilized to this extent, even enough to condense into substance and fighting spirit to challenge head-on!

Zhou Mingfeng stood at the back calmly. The strength of this move was completely determined by his thoughts. Ten feet, the gathered fire element energy was close to the limit of human beings! One step further is the level of the Grand Magister.

The troll seemed to feel something and looked up at the sky. Not even a trace of starlight could penetrate the dark sky. This was the effect of dark magic.

boom!

The huge black light pillar broke everything and fell with a crash! As if it had been expected, the flame troll instantly sprayed out a white beam of light from its mouth. It was a terrifying flame compressed to the extreme! The terrifying high temperature that is enough to smelt artifacts suddenly heats up the area within ten miles!

Roar!

The two attacks collided with each other, and the powerful explosion was stronger than before. Even if it exploded at an altitude of hundreds of meters, the violent aftermath still caused the ground to sink.

Dark Magic Spear!

Elemental Fiction——... Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, Kelundo suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Ming holding the Demon King's dark magic gun. The cyan energy around his body was extremely conspicuous, which was obviously blessed with wind magic.

Zhou Ming seemed to be slow, but in fact he stretched out his hand very quickly. The magic array under his feet became more and more dazzling. This magic array was not just for summoning a fire element troll.

stop!

bump! At the critical moment, a black figure stood in front of Zhou Ming, blocking Kelundo's attack. The blue fighting spirit continued to flow, resisting the domineering power of the dark magic gun.