Chapter 1050: Leniency

Demon King Tianwu felt that his head was in chaos, as if it was going to explode. With a thought, the demonic energy turned into a curtain of light and enveloped his body, and the pain became much weaker.

"Moko Dynasty!" A murderous intention flashed in Tianwu Demon King's dark eyes, and the demonic energy around him made a low roar, like countless great demons roaring.

However, there was not much movement on the old man's face, as if he had just done an extremely ordinary thing. Even a mere emperor dared to be presumptuous and court death in front of him.

Demon King Tianwu ignored the old man, but turned his gaze to the direction of Song Ming and said, "This person secretly attacked me. How do you explain it?"

The old man's face froze when he heard this. What did this bastard want to do?

Use rules to pressure him? That's a little too naive.

Everyone's hearts trembled. It seemed that this Demon King Tianwu was not a good person and he was unwilling to expose this matter. This was very interesting.

Many people looked at the old man of the Namoko Dynasty with great interest, as if they were waiting to see a good show. If they violated the rules of the wilderness competition, the punishment would be extremely serious. No matter what realm they were in, they would die.

Song Ming and other Huangta elders had expressionless faces, making it difficult to guess what they were thinking.

The old man from the Moko Dynasty glanced at Demon King Tianwu with a cold look, and then his expression suddenly softened. He turned to Song Ming and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Song, please don't listen to this evil instigation. I have no provocation rules. "

"Fart, do you dare to say that you didn't attack me just now?" Demon King Tianwu swore directly. Does this old immortal want to admit it?

"Mo Keling, you are an old guy who has lived for tens of thousands of years. You should know that some things you say with your mouth may not be true. Seeing is believing." Song Ming spoke calmly, his voice was very calm, as usual. It was an ordinary conversation, but Namo Keling's heart trembled. He naturally understood the underlying meaning of Song Ming's words.

Song Ming, he has seen through everything a long time ago.

"Uh." Mo Keling looked a little embarrassed, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he spoke again: "Indeed, I just attacked him, but I didn't mean to violate the rules. It's just because the devil is too heavy and his words are rude. Today If we don't get rid of him, when he grows up in the future, he will definitely become a disaster for Tianxuan."

Demon King Tianwu sneered when he heard this, and he would really make excuses for himself.

Qin Xuan also smiled, and even felt a little ironic. A powerful emperor would find excuses for his actions and dare not admit his guilt. He really lost the style of a strong man.

"Amitabha."

At this time, a Buddha's name came out, and everyone's expressions showed a strange look. They could only take a step forward and said with a pious face: "The young monk walks in the world with compassion, understands the heat and coldness of the world, and believes that everything should be obeyed. Only in this way can the world be convinced of the rules. Although what this senior said is not bad, it seems to violate the rules. "

"What the master said is true, I admire you." Demon King Tianwu couldn't hold his fists in front of him, and the crowd couldn't help but show a strange look. Is this a chorus?

Qin Xuan glanced at him in surprise. He didn't expect that he would stand up and speak for Demon King Tianwu. This was a bit beyond his expectation.

In his impression, Bu Bu has always been very low-key and rarely stepped forward no matter what happened, but what he did just now was uncharacteristic of him.

"The rules of the wilderness are immutable and no one can break them. Just do what you have to do. Please ask Elder Song to enforce the rules." A strong man said calmly, with an indifferent expression.

The person who spoke was from the Burning Heaven Sect, which was adjacent to the Moko Dynasty. The two major forces often collided. This was just the perfect opportunity to suppress the Moko Dynasty.

"Feng Xiao, you are so presumptuous!" Mo Keling glared angrily, the murderous intent in his eyes almost uncontrollable. His face was trembling with anger, and the aura around him was rising. It was obvious that he was very angry at Fen Xiao's words.

"It's not your turn to judge whether I am presumptuous or not." Fen Xiao was unhurried, not worried at all about what Mo Keling would do to him.

Song Ming frowned, looked at Mo Keling, and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"No, Brother Song, please don't listen to these two people. I have always respected the rules set by the Wild Lord. I had no choice but to take action just now. I hope Brother Song can forgive me!" Mo Keling tried his best to defend, but Song Ming His expression did not soften, but became colder and colder.

"The Wasteland Competition has been held for thousands of years. A very small number of people have ignored the rules in every competition, but they were all punished in the end. In this competition, I will naturally not make any exceptions."

Song Ming slowly spoke, and saw that the space around him began to tremble, rippling like ripples on the water's surface. Strong spiritual energy swept out of his body, turning into countless spears with a sense of desolation. Cutting through the void, it headed towards Mo Keling like a meteor.

The crowd's expression suddenly changed. They didn't expect Song Ming to act so decisively. Without any unnecessary words, they all released their spiritual energy and retreated back.

This is an imperial battle, and the aftermath of the battle is so terrifying. If the Yuanhuang realm is contaminated at all, he will be shattered to pieces.

"Retreat." Qin Xuan shouted softly. Qi Luo, Mo Lishang and others all understood and retreated thousands of miles away in an instant.

"You continue to fight and leave us alone." Song Ming looked at the battle platform below. He waved his withered palms and a vast spiritual power wave came out. Suddenly, a huge spiritual power light shield came down, covering the bottom of the battle platform. The battle platform is enveloped.

No matter how fierce the fighting outside is, it cannot affect the inside at all, allowing the people inside to fight with peace of mind.

At this time, the Tianjiao on the battle stage looked at the two people in the void with a dazed look. They didn't expect such a thing to happen. Suddenly, the imperial war broke out. This was incredible.

Then many strange eyes fell on the Tianwu Demon King. It was this person who made Song Ming attack the emperor of the Moko Dynasty. He was really bold.

If he did this, even if he could shine today, he would be trapped in the endless pursuit of the Moko Dynasty from now on, and he would still die in the end.

Many Tianjiao present were the pride of the major forces, or even the saints. Most of them were sophisticated and had a thorough understanding of the way of dealing with people. They knew what to say and what not to say.

Even if they saw some things, they could only pretend that they didn't happen, otherwise, the consequences might not be something they could bear.

Unfortunately, this Tianwu Demon King was too proud and conceited. He couldn't tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes. Even if he had good talent, he couldn't escape the fate of falling.

Thinking of this, many people looked at the Tianwu Demon King with a bit of sympathy and pity. He won back his face but lost his life. However, it was very good to be able to drag an emperor to be buried with him.

At this moment, the sky was shrouded by an extremely terrifying pressure. The wind and clouds changed color. This world became particularly depressing, making people breathless.

Song Ming had a blank expression on his face, his hands naturally dropped, his eyes calmly looked at Mo Keling, and uttered an indifferent voice: "Do you want to end it yourself, or do I do it?"

Although it was a calm tone, this sentence made countless people tremble. No one would doubt the authenticity of this sentence, let alone whether Song Ming had the qualifications to say this.

Can being recognized by the Lord of the Wasteland to preside over the Wasteland Competition, could his strength be weak?

Song Ming, he has lived for more than 10,000 years and has been silent for a long time. In the past, he had a title in the Tianxuan Nine Regions, the Heavenly Killing Emperor.

Tiansha, as the name suggests, means that he killed too many people, like a god of death from heaven, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless people, but Song Ming was not a demon cultivator, and those he killed were all those who resisted the Huangta, so it was not considered a wanton killing of innocent people.

"I haven't taken action for thousands of years, and I don't want to today either. You can end it yourself." Song Ming said. At his age, all he thought about was how to improve his realm, and killing people was not what he wanted.

"Elder Song, please show mercy."

A voice came out, and a light and shadow from a very far distance was seen rushing over, at an extremely fast speed, but it arrived in this space in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was also an old man, wearing a green fur robe, with a bit of dust on his face, as if he was running all the way and was in a hurry.

"Mo Keyuan, a strong man at the level of the ancestor of the Mo Ke Dynasty, a great emperor, from the same era as Song Ming, and equally famous, he actually rushed over at this time!" Many people were shocked, and their eyes fell on the old man in green robes.

"Ancestor!" Mo Keling was delighted when he saw the old man in green robe appear in time, as if he saw the hope of survival. He appeared behind Mo Keyuan in a flash.

"Damn it!" Mo Keyuan shouted angrily, raised his hand and slapped Mo Keling in the face. Suddenly, a loud sound came out, and the hearts of the people present trembled. This Mo Keyuan was so cruel!

Mo Keling lowered his head, his face flushed, but the blow to his heart was many times stronger than the blow to his body. He was a powerful emperor, but he was slapped in the face like a child in public. Once it was spread out, how could he stand in the world with dignity.

However, he knew that the ancestor was saving him, and he had to take this slap.

And this account must be counted on the Tianwu Demon King. After today, it will be his death.

"Mo Keyuan, long time no see." Song Ming said to Mo Keyuan, "What do you mean?"

Mo Keyuan's eyes flashed with a ray of light, and a kind smile appeared on his face. He smiled and said, "I, this unworthy descendant, was arrogant and violated the rules set by the Lord of the Wasteland. I am incompetent and can only beg for mercy with this old face. I hope Brother Song will see that it was just an unintentional mistake and let it go."

"Haha, what an unintentional mistake, it almost cost me my life!" Tianwu Demon King sneered. What if the ancestor came? What is he afraid of?

After these words fell, the space suddenly became extremely quiet and silent.

Many people couldn't help but twitch their mouths, thinking that this Tianwu Demon King was an idiot, and he thought the matter was not big enough?

This sentence of his undoubtedly completely offended the Mo Ke Dynasty. He even dared to offend the emperor. No matter what, he had to die, and there was no room for maneuver.