"ah!!!"

King Juan Luo let out a miserable howl, and Ning Qi clearly saw that the blood bar on his head had only a trace left after being hit by Prince Ming's punch. At this time, even Meng Tianshu could easily kill him.

Death Roll King.

After the miserable howl, King Juanluo's fat body suddenly collapsed on Prince Ming's fist, as if he had lost all his strength. When everyone saw this scene, they seemed to be petrified, standing there blankly, with a trace of fear in their eyes.

The color of confidence.

Was it really King Juanluo who howled just now?

He was actually punched and made such a killing pig noise!?

"father!"

Haiyang Juanluo and the others exclaimed, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes. They looked at the Third Prince Ming with a hint of fear.

As for the monks of King Juan Luo's grandson's generation, they didn't even dare to make a sound at this moment and looked at Prince Ming blankly.

The heads of the major forces that were attached to King Juan Luo showed a solemn look in their eyes. What they were looking at was not the Third Prince Ming, but Ning Qi!

Obviously, the third prince Ming took action just now after being ordered by Ning Qi. One of his subordinates could beat King Juan Luo to the point where he lost his combat effectiveness in an instant. How strong should his master be?

"What's going on..."

Bingli Moye stood up subconsciously, looked at Prince Ming and then at Ning Qi, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. The situation on the scene had been reversed in an instant. King Juan Luo, who had been so high a moment ago and had the chance to win, was now as angry as a gossamer.

On the opponent's fist...

"Sect Master Meng, you can avenge this with your own hands."

Ning Qi smiled.

There was a trace of ecstasy in Meng Tianshu's eyes, and he moved and appeared in front of King Juan Luo in an instant. It happened that after King Juan Luo heard Ning Qi's words, he tried his best to raise his head and looked at Meng Tianshu with some surprise and anger.

"What are you going to do! Don't forget, the Juanluo clan is behind me. If you kill me today, my ancestor will definitely not let you go!"

King Juanluo said hoarsely.

"Your ancestor? Your ancestor is worse than an ant in front of the Immortal Emperor. If he really dares to come to you and seek death, you, the Luo clan, will probably be annexed by the other seven surnames, even like our Underworld Empire did at the beginning.

, were exterminated!”

Meng Tianshu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at King Juan Luo with pity.

"How can he be so confident!?"

"Who is the Immortal Emperor in his mouth? From his tone, it seems that even the Juan Luo family is not in his eyes!"

The surrounding underworld monks were even more shocked.

When King Juan Luo heard Meng Tianshu's words, he was stunned, and his mind couldn't turn around. Is there anyone in the underworld who is not afraid of his Juan Luo family!?

"Senior, this person is just a remnant of the Underworld Empire. There is no need for you to become an enemy of our Juanluo clan for his sake."

Haiyang Juanluo walked step by step in front of Prince Ming, cupped his hands and said.

"Do you think I'm the one who can make the decisions?"

Prince Ming said slightly mockingly.

Haiyang Juanluo was slightly startled, and then looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. At this moment, Ning Qi had a faint smile on his face. He didn't seem to pay attention to this place at all, but was holding chopsticks on the delicious food on the table.

I picked around and ate with relish.

With a trace of hesitation in his eyes, Haiyang Juanluo walked up to Ning Qi and saluted respectfully: "Senior, I just offended you, please don't blame me. I hope that for the sake of my Juanluo clan, I will let my father go.

"

"Sect Master Meng, we don't have much time, let's solve it as soon as possible."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Haiyang Juanluo's face became extremely ugly. The next moment, Meng Tianshu had already sacrificed the Kunxu Tower. The top of the tower was a sword, which was directly pierced into King Juanluo's Tianling Cap. King Juanluo stared at Meng Tianshu unwillingly and desperately, with a look in his eyes.

The vitality gradually faded away.

The next moment, his body suddenly turned into a burst of black mist, floating between the sky and the earth, leaving no trace.

Ning Qi is not surprised by this, because he has killed many underworld monks before, and he has long known that the underworld monks have no souls when they die, and they will turn into black smoke, as if they were swallowed up by the heaven here. It can be seen from this that,

The monks in the underworld are really slave-like existences...

"Juan, King Juanluo is dead?"

The surrounding monks in the underworld seemed to have stirred up a storm in their hearts. King Juan Luo, one of the eight masters of the Juan Luo tribe who existed in the middle stage of the Nether Realm and was guarding one side, was killed like this? And the person who killed him was actually the same person as before.

A remnant of the underworld empire!? An ant that is not even in the underworld!?

"father!"

"grandfather!"

King Juanluo's son and grandsons exclaimed, looking at this scene in shock and fear.

"Finally revenge!"

Meng Tianshu's eyes showed a trace of sadness, and he looked up to the sky, as if he wanted to comfort his parents, brothers, and all the underworld monks in the Underworld Empire who died in the hands of King Juan Luo.

Prince Ming sneered, stretched out his hand to grab, and all kinds of treasures originally piled on the main table fell into his hands.

When everyone saw this scene, they subconsciously tightened their pockets.

"Hand over all your underworld crystals."

Prince Ming looked at Haiyang Juanluo and smiled.

"Underworld Crystal?"

Haiyang Juanluo and others were startled for a moment, and then looked at each other with ugly expressions. Although they wanted to kill Prince Ming and Meng Tianshu to avenge King Juanluo, the strength of the other party was too terrifying. Even King Juanluo, who was in the middle stage of the Nether Realm,

He couldn't even make a move in his hands. Those who were in the early stages of the Netherworld must have no chance of winning. After hesitating for a few seconds, Haiyang Juanluo and others humiliatedly took out all the Nether Crystals on their bodies and handed them to the Third Prince of Netherworld.

"That's it?"

Looking at the scattered Ming crystals in front of him, which added up to only a few thousand, Prince Ming suddenly showed a sneer on his face.

"This is all our underworld crystals."

Haiyang Juanluo gritted his teeth and said.

"King Juan Luo has been robbing families over the years, and his net worth is over one million at least. Beixuan Immortal Emperor, they obviously don't intend to hand over Ming Jing, so why not kill them all!"

Meng Tianshu looked at Ning Qi, cupped his hands and said.

Beixuan Immortal Emperor?

It turns out that the Immortal Emperor this guy talks about is actually him?

Bingli Moye and others looked at Ning Qi subconsciously, with a hint of shock in their eyes. Everyone went through this title in their hearts, but there was no clue. It seemed that no one in the underworld had ever been called the Immortal Emperor.

A master?

"This remnant!"

Haiyang Juanluo and others hated Meng Tianshu extremely in their hearts. When they saw a thoughtful look on Ning Qi's face, Haiyang Juanluo's heart thumped and he quickly stepped forward and said: "Senior, my father's ghost

We really don’t know where the crystals are hidden, but as long as the seniors give us time, we can collect millions of crystals, before..."

"Kill them all."

Ning Qi said lightly.
Chapter completed!