Just as the crazy fighting spirit roared in Zheng Ming's heart, a red blood qi rushed out from his body. The blood qi rushed up three thousand feet, and suddenly it was like a long dragon roaring in the void, and suddenly it was like a Kunpeng tearing apart the sky...

"Blood energy turns into rainbow, this is the blood of the supreme!" The leader of the guard who stood fifty miles away, muttered in his mouth after seeing this situation for a while.?

The moment he finished speaking, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and the guards who stayed there also knelt on the ground one by one.

The blood of the supreme!

As the guards guarding the tombs of the Demon Lord, they can clearly remember everything about the Demon Lord. They naturally knew that the Demon Lord's youth rose, his blood was like a rainbow, and he evolved into the gods and demons.

Now, someone appeared in front of the Demon Lord's body, and his blood was as bright as a rainbow, so why didn't they be shocked!

"It's Lord Demon Lord who is reborn, and the old man has not given up on us!" A warrior shouted loudly, shocking the world.

However, this loud shout was quickly stopped. The guard leader looked at Zheng Ming, who was standing in front of the Demon Lord with awe, as if he was comprehending something.

The blood behind Zheng Ming became stronger and stronger. In the end, all the blood and energy turned into a blood-colored sword and sank into Zheng Ming's body.

After Zheng Ming's sword technique and Taiyin magic sword laws were perfected, his weapons were usually used as Taiyin magic sword and Dragon Bird sword. However, at this moment, the knife formed in Zheng Ming's heart was a blood-colored giant sword.

This knife has no carving or pattern, and looks exactly like an ordinary knife, without any difference.

But this knife gives people the feeling of killing, wildness, a kind of crazy roughness, and a kind of shock as heavy as a mountain.

Zheng Ming himself did not feel the infiltration of the knife, and at the moment when all the blood and energy returned, a sigh rang out in Zheng Ming's ears.

"Your blood is so thin. With such a thin bloodline, how can you inherit my combat power? How can you..."

If someone usually talked to Zheng Ming like this, Zheng Ming would definitely give him a good look, but at this moment, this sigh of despair made Zheng Ming feel a little guilty.

There is no reason for this kind of guilt!

It was the first time he met this Demon Lord. He did not owe this Demon Lord anything. He should not feel any guilt, but the Demon Lord's despair at this moment made Zheng Ming's heart churn.

It was like there was a huge roller stirring in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable and melancholy.

At this moment, a kind of passion arose in his heart. He looked at the huge figure like a stone mountain and said heavily: "There is me here. No matter who it is, they cannot destroy the Demon Rongzhou!"

As soon as this sentence was said, Zheng Ming felt that his heart was much more relaxed, and the world around him became more thorough at this moment.

The Demon Lord's heart beat even more violently. He seemed very excited, but also seemed to be filled with endless relief.

Zheng Ming's mind was blessed by powerful people such as Taishang Daozu and Tongtian Sect Master. Although he did not leave any of these powerful people, he could still notice whether a person used the power of charm on him.

Everything about the Demon Lord comes from his original heart, and it is precisely because of this that Zheng Ming has a sense of responsibility for the Demon Lord.

"The second level of the Demon-Destroying Cave, the small Heavenly Destroying Mastery can get all my strength!"

Through the beating huge heart, the words of the Demon Lord appeared in Zheng Ming's heart again. With the words of the Demon Lord, a picture appeared in Zheng Ming's mind.

A look of simple, but it contains countless thrilling pictures.

At this moment, the huge heart that was originally beating with Zheng Ming's heart disappeared silently. As this huge heart disappeared, there was still a lot of pressure around.

"I...I'm waiting for you to come back..."

The Demon Lord's spiritual consciousness did not die, but just fell into a deep sleep, but at this moment, Zheng Ming felt a sense of indescribable sadness.

A sentence inexplicably reflected in his heart: The warrior will only wither if he does not die!

The Demon Lord did not die. From the time his head was cut off by Emperor Wu to the time he returned to the Demon Rong, he was blocked from the necessary path to the Demon Rong for countless years. He has always been like a flower blooming in a cold place, blooming silently.

Now, he was so tired that he had only had a rest.

Zheng Ming didn't want to judge whether the two were right or wrong, but he was full of admiration for the spirit of the Demon Lord.

So, he slowly bowed to the Demon Lord.

"No more, the pressure is gone, the pressure is gone, the pressure is gone by the guards around the Lord!" A guard of the Demon Rong clan suddenly shouted loudly.

This person's roar was more panicked, and he didn't know what to do. For so many years, they have been practicing by the Demon Lord's side, and their greatest wish is to stand by the Demon Lord.

However, they also knew one thing very well. No matter how hard they practiced, the hope for such things was extremely slim.

But now, this wish has been fulfilled, but it has made them feel extremely panicked.

When the power is present, they can truly sense the existence of the Demon Lord, but now, the sudden disappearance of this power makes a bad feeling in their hearts.

"The Demon Lord just needs a rest." Zheng Ming looked at the people kneeling on the ground and shook his head gently.

The commander of Mo Rong, who was 16 feet tall, quietly looked at Zheng Ming and said for a while: "Just just now, blood and energy turned into rainbows. Can you show it to us again!"

When the blood qi turned into the rainbow, Zheng Ming didn't pay any attention. His main thoughts were all on communicating with the Demon Lord.

At this moment, he heard the commander's words and was ready to refuse, but at this moment, the aura that had already turned into a blood knife and penetrated into Zheng Ming's body and rushed out of Zheng Ming's body again.

This aura was as majestic as the sea, and the moment it rushed out, it soared into the sky.

"You are the Lord of the Demon Rong..."

At this moment, a voice echoed in the void. This was the breath of the demon king. The pressure that had just disappeared, and at this moment, a phenomenon of revival appeared.

However, in the end, the Demon Lord's aura did not revive. After Zheng Ming's blood and energy stabilized, the Demon Lord's aura dissipated again.

"We pay homage to the Lord!" The Commander of the Demon Rong knelt down and bowed directly to Zheng Ming without any hesitation.

Although Zheng Ming was not a member of their tribe at this time, as the guard of the great king, they would not hesitate at all about the Demon King's orders.

As the leader knelt down, thousands of guards knelt on the ground almost at the same time. They all showed great respect, as if facing their own gods.

Looking at these kneeling people, Zheng Ming's heart was a little confused.

This time, Zheng Ming's purpose was actually just to look at the Demon Lord's supreme heroic figure! As for entering the Demon Cavity, that was the future plan.

But he didn't expect that when he saw the Supreme Being of the Demon Lord, he actually felt the beating of the Demon Lord's heart.

This beating made him unable to control himself, and he finally rushed over and approached the Demon Lord. It was this approach that made him feel the Demon Lord's persistence and the Demon Lord's pain, so in the end, he couldn't help but make a promise to the Demon Lord.

Zheng Ming will never overturn this promise at any time because it is a man’s promise to another man.

Looking at the person kneeling on the ground, Zheng Ming said lightly after pondering for a moment: "Okay, you guys get up!"

After the Demon Rong respectfully bowed to Zheng Ming, he slowly stood up from the ground and said, "Please follow us to Sixiang Mountain and inherit the supreme throne!"

Zheng Ming did not object to going to Sixiang Mountain to inherit the position of the Demon Lord. This time he came to Demon Rongzhou to gain the reputation of this state.

Although the reputation value in his hands seemed to be sufficient, he knew that if he was not careful and showed a little bit of trouble in front of those Golden Lotus Great Saint-level existences, then this reputation value would be a drop in the bucket and would not be anything at all.

What's more, Zheng Ming has always believed in one truth in his heart, that is, only your own things truly belong to you.

The power of the hero card always makes Zheng Ming feel that he is not very down-to-earth. He needs to transform things in reputation into his own.

However, Zheng Ming's rationality told him that going to the Demon Rong to inherit the position of Demon Lord was probably not as simple as he thought. With one thought flashing, Zheng Ming said: "I can go there with you, but I need to arrange a few things."

While speaking, Zheng Ming took a step towards the void, and this step had already made him appear in front of Fatty Lu again.

The golden light method of the earth!

Fatty Lu dared not enter the Demon King's land. He was anxious to jump up now. Didn't he agree that he just looked at the Demon King's supreme heroic posture from afar? Why did you rush towards the Demon King's body?

You said you would forget it, but what should I do when you leave? How should I explain to the master and how to...

Just when Fatty Lu was fighting against the heavens and his heart was filled with sorrow, Zheng Ming's body suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Shenhou, you are back. It's great, it's really great. You have already seen the Demon Lord's heroic figure. Let's go back now!" Seeing Zheng Ming returning, Fatty Lu wanted to give him a hug immediately.

Thank God, this ancestor has returned alive.

Zheng Ming looked at Fatty Lu who was almost crying with joy. Although he was ecstatic and contemptuous of him, he felt a little more intimate.

"Fatty Lu, I went to see the Demon Lord just now. He has given up his position in the Demon Rong to me."

"Wait for a moment, you can go back by yourself and tell my father and the others, and I will suddenly realize that I will need to be in seclusion for a few days. When I take over the position of the Lord of the Demon Rong, I will pick you up!"

After hearing this, Fatty Lu instantly changed from a fat man who was not too cute to a cute fat man!

At this moment, Fatty Lu wanted to yell at Zheng Ming, "You can insult me, but please don't insult my IQ."

It was like two people watching the royal princess on the side of the road. When they saw it, they ran over and chased after it, and then ran back and said that the princess liked me and asked me to be the princess.
Chapter completed!