Chapter 223

"I am Emperor Sauron... I have just started practicing... for three months!" Emperor Sauron finally said his name.

"Three months?" Emperor Sauron's words shocked Hao Tianba.

After practicing for three months, he was able to slash out the sword intent, comparable to a great success?

"Hahahahahaha!" Hao Tianba laughed and slowly raised the long sword Blood Resentment in his hand.

"Take my sword Blood Resentment... If it were you, you would definitely be able to control it!" Hao Tianba handed Blood Resentment to Emperor Sauron.

"!!!" The moment he grabbed Blood Resentment, a huge amount of malice and brutality, as well as a brutal and murderous aura, burst out!

Emperor Sauron grabbed Blood Resentment's arm, and countless blood-colored lines and meridians appeared directly, as if they were eroded.

"You are my sword. If you want to drink blood, be honest! ! !" Emperor Sauron roared, and the illusory black ghost behind him suddenly flashed by.

"Zizizizi!" The bloody grudge trembled violently, and then the bloody lines slowly faded away. It was actually subdued by Emperor Sauron.

"I'll give you a piece of advice..." Hao Tianba suddenly said.

"What?" Emperor Sauron was stunned.

"Never try to defeat Lord Morissa, he is invincible!"

"Why?"

"Every six magic marks of the demon clan will have a qualitative change in power!"

"If the power of having one magic mark is 1!"

"Then the power of having five magic marks is 5!"

"But with six magic marks, the power will increase to 15!"

"Eleven magic marks are 90, and twelve magic marks will increase to more than 300!"

"Thirteen magic marks are as many as 500, but eighteen magic marks are enough to reach nearly 5,000!"

"I only have ten magic marks, but the top three demon generals all have more than eighteen magic marks. They have at least seven more magic marks than me, but their combat power is more than 50 times mine!" Hao Tianba said slowly.

"!!!!" Emperor Sauron was shocked.

Although Emperor Sauron was not very good at mathematics, he understood it.

Every time the demon clan's magic scar increases, the strength is not as simple as doubling!

"The demon lord Molisa, he... has a full fifty-three magic scars!!!" Hao Tianba finally said this shocking news...

[Numbers with more than 2 digits will be blocked, so Chinese characters are used for imaginary numbers, as long as you understand the meaning.

Chapter 288 I only have one question!

"Go to hell!!!" A four-eyed tribe strongman, bursting out with the cultivation of the late stage of the wheel sea realm, finally hit a demon warrior's chest with one blow, and dug out a magic crystal with a magic scar!

"Ah!" This third-level demon warrior slowly fell to the ground and died completely.

"Hu...Hu..." The four-eyed tribe warrior looked around and saw four corpses of the hundred tribes warriors and two corpses of the demon warriors on the ground.

In this big melee, only he survived!

Another place.

"Damn it, how can these demons be so strong!!!" No. 7 of the Anbu Ground Team of the Prison Suppression Holy Land gasped and looked at a third-level demon warrior in front of him.

"Human, hurry up and die!" The more than ten wounds on the body of this third-level demon warrior were rapidly regenerating and recovering, and his breath was not weakened, but improved a lot. The more injured and dying, the stronger the demons' combat power became!

"No. 9's mark is broken, and he is also dead... Now I am the only one left in the Anbu Ground Team of the Prison Suppression Holy Land?" No. 7's expression sank.

"I... I can't die "six-five-three" yet!!!" No. 7 gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.

"You can't escape!" The demon warrior with five magic marks laughed, stomped heavily, and chased after him!

The two of them, one in front and one behind, started a chase and killing battle!

Just when the demon warrior with five magic marks was about to catch up with No. 7, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Boom!!!" The demon warrior with five magic marks had not reacted yet, and his head was blown up by a punch, and the magic core in his body was instantly dug out!

"!" No. 7 was halfway through his escape when he saw this shocking scene.

"He Yiming!!!" No. 7 took a breath of cold air.

The one who shot and killed the third-level demon warrior was He Yiming.

"You are not from Haotian Academy, nor from Lihuo Sect, but you can hold on until now! Then..."

"You are from the Prison Holy Land." He Yiming said lightly.

"Prison Holy Land?" Qing'er hid behind He Yiming, a little frightened.

The Prison Holy Land, that is the strongest overlord in the Northern Spirit Realm!

"I..."

"If you dare to deny it, I will kill you immediately! Of course, you can also try to see whether you are faster or I am faster!" He Yiming's words blocked all the explanations that No. 7 could think of.

"He Yiming, if you want to kill or drama, just do it!" No. 7 knew that he was no match for He Yiming in front of him, so he snorted coldly and stopped resisting.

Resistance was useless anyway.

"I know that you, the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land, have been keeping an eye on Nangong Li, and you, should not be a figure in the sunshine of the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land, but more like a pawn in the dark!"

"I don't care about what you are doing against me!"

"I only have one question!"

"Why did the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land target Nangong Li?"

The reason why He Yiming didn't kill No. 7 was to know the answer to this question.

He Yiming couldn't figure it out.

If there was a powerful person in the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land who had taken a fancy to Nangong Li, so Nangong Li was forbidden to contact other opposite sexes, then when he knew that he was very close to Nangong Li, couldn't he just send a master to kill him?

Haotian Academy may have been glorious in the past, but it is really not that powerful now!

Even if the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land killed people in public in Haotian Academy, Haotian Academy would not dare to say anything.

Because this is a world of cultivation, a world where whoever has the bigger fist has the final say!

When the strong are in a good mood, they will give the weak a chance to reason.

In a bad mood?

Haha!

"I can't say this." No. 7 hesitated for a moment and then answered.

"Haha! Don't say it?" He Yiming laughed.

"If you tell me, I can spare your life! I'll let you go back to the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land!" He Yiming said lightly and made a promise.

A real promise, not a scheming promise.

"Are you serious? Aren't you afraid that after I go back, I will report all your situations to the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land?" No. 7 was a little surprised.

"No, you dare not say it! If you tell everything, the first person to be killed by the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land will be you!" He Yiming laughed, full of confidence.

"..." No. 7 was silent, because what He Yiming said was really the truth.

He Yiming was just close to Nangong Li before, but he was attacked by the secret department sent by the Prison Holy Land, who secretly arranged for Gu Hang to kill He Yiming!

What was the result?

Not long ago, He Yiming and Nangong Li hugged each other!

Fortunately, the world is now blocked!

Otherwise, if this news spreads, I don’t know whether He Yiming will die or not, but I will be dead!

The most critical task of the five of us is to secretly prevent any male from contacting Nangong Li, but what was the result?

"Nangong Li is not from our world!" No. 7 pondered for a long time, and seemed to have finally figured it out, so he slowly spoke.

"!!! !" He Yiming's face suddenly changed.

"Keep talking!"

"I don't know much. I just heard that Nangong Li came from the upper realm. The first responsibility of our Prison-Suppressing Holy Land is to ensure that Nangong Li is a virgin and has no affair with any man! The second is to ensure Nangong Li's life safety!

"If these two points cannot be achieved..."

"All the people involved must die! Even our Prison-Suppressing Holy Land may be wiped out!"

"As for where Nangong Li came from? Why did she come to the lower realm? What secrets does she have? This is not something that I, a small person, can know! Only those Tiandan masters in the Prison-Suppressing Holy Land know!"

No. 7, one and five—answered.

He Yiming listened quietly and clenched his fists silently.

He Yiming remembered what his master Wang Yue had said.

"Without the strength of a Tiandan starter, if you continue, it will only kill you and your disciples! "

Obviously, there is nothing wrong with this!

Without the strength comparable to the Tiandan level, he can't even know the secrets surrounding Nangong Li...

And He Yiming also knows Nangong Li's character, she will never tell it herself!

No. 7 looked at He Yiming quietly, and suddenly half-knelt on the ground.

"Lord He Yiming, I have a way to track Lord Nangong Li's whereabouts! This is a capability that only our Anbu has!" No. 7 suddenly spoke.

"Really?"

"Of course, our mission is to protect Lord Nangong Li closely, and at the same time record all the men who are too close to Lord Nangong Li, and then try to eliminate them one by one!" No. 7 replied.

"If Lord Nangong Li is injured, all members of our Anbu team will die!"

"If Lord Nangong Li dies, our Zhenyu Holy Land can't bear it! So Lord He Yiming can rest assured, at least in the matter of protecting Lord Nangong Li, I am willing to gamble my life! " No. 7 answered word by word.

"Lead the way!" He Yiming waved his hand without any nonsense!

"Yes!" No. 7 let out a long breath.

Before, He Yiming was an enemy! No. 7 only felt fear!

But now, even if it is only temporary, thinking that He Yiming has become an ally, No. 7 has become much bolder.

After all, He Yiming began to kill the fourth demon general Modana's evildoer under the eyes of the nine demon generals!

Unless the nine great demon generals come together, no matter how many third- or fourth-level demon warriors come alone, they will be useless!

"Lord He Yiming, there is space turbulence in the sky, so you can't fly!"

"I know!"

"Ahem, it's this side, I'm going to speed up!"

"You're too slow, I'll help you!"

"Yes."

No. 7 was embarrassed by He Yiming's shoulder with one hand and dragged forward by force!

As for Qing'er, He Yiming's other hand directly wrapped around her waist and held her in his arms.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" He Yiming used the speed of five bowstrings to move forward rapidly!

At the same time

"Hahaha, it's a human woman!"

"Kill her!"

"No, we're all going to die anyway, so why not before we die... hehehe

Three Hundred Races' Wheel Sea Realm powerhouses surrounded a figure in a silver-blue long skirt, grinned, and prepared to attack together! The surrounded woman was...

It was Nangong Li!

"..." Nangong Li remained calm, quietly clenched a silver-blue talisman in her hand, and was about to attack.

"Boom boom boom!" Three huge black ice swords fell from the sky and directly pierced through the three Hundred Races' Wheel Sea Realm powerhouses.

"Is it He Yiming's disciple?" Nangong Li turned around with some expectation, but his body froze in an instant.

"You have the smell of the upper world on you!" A figure walked slowly, exuding a terrifying pressure that suppressed all directions! The first demon general, Ye Wuyou!