"I came from the Demon Garden and was raised by a fox demon!"

Looking at the demon kings on the purple VIP stage, Zhaoming slowly said: "The fox demon is called Acao. I don't know why she calls this name. Now I think it means "Life like grass."

As soon as this said, Bai Ze, who had been shaking the fan on the stage, paused, looked at each other with Yingzhao behind him, and frowned slightly.

On the other hand, Zhaoming began to mobilize the true energy in his body, which continued to condense like a battle in daily life, but it was not released, but condensed in his meridians.

His body was bound, but it did not imprison his meridians and true qi. Although he had no hope of escaping against Prince Bifang, he could always do something.

"There are a few demon clans born in such an era who are not born like grass and are in danger of peace."

"The grass in Qingqiu should be green! This is what Acao likes to say the most. It not only expresses his longing for his hometown, but also the sorrow of the demon clan. Even with the strength of the Daluo Jinxian, wanting to go back and see his hometown has become a luxury that will never be realized."

I wanted to delay time, but after only a few words, Zhaoming really felt sad, and even made many demons start to move.

As the words say, life is like grass, and the morning is in danger, which is the most true portrayal of the demon clan in this era.

"I have been to the Demon Island, where there is thick fog and darkness, but to me, it is like the land of peace, because the Demon Garden is darker than there."

"My name is Zhaoming. Acao told me that I want sunshine. I, who live in that dark land, didn't even know what sunshine was before leaving the demon garden."

"There is no sun, only thunder and lightning, and there is no hope, only the witch tribe continues to kill."

"The Demon Garden is not only dark, but also despair, making every demon clan there unable to see hope."

The voice gradually became excited, and then a loud shout. At this time, the true energy in the body had been condensed on both legs and was instantly released in the intense sound.

Zhaoming was unwilling to kneel, but he was afraid that he could not resist Prince Bi Fang's pressure, so he knelt down uncontrollably. At this moment, he thought of a way to remove firewood from the cauldron, which was to destroy his legs. Without his legs, how could he kneel?

It was just that the furnace body refining method gave him the body of a spiritual weapon. The power of the explosion of true qi in his body was terrible, but it did not successfully blow off his legs, but instead made him feel a great pain.

The true energy rolled around the meridians, and the energy roared. Even he felt a terrible heat burning every part of his body.

What's strange is that the aura and power were not frustrated because of this, but instead seemed to be stimulated and became stronger. The feeling of energy roaring actually increased the power in his body by 30%.

However, it does not have no effect on his body. The meridians become weaker after being impacted by this violent energy. Especially the meridians on both legs, if they come two to three more times, they may be completely broken.

The changes in Zhaoming's breath did not make others notice abnormalities, but only regarded it as the aura impact caused by his emotional excitement.

Once again, he condensed his true energy into his legs, Zhaoming continued, "I have finally escaped from the Demon Garden after many hardships and came to the world outside the Demon Garden. I saw the sun, the sunshine, and finally knew what I longed for in my name."

"I heard from the man who saved me that Sky Ridge is the last paradise of our demon clan in the prehistoric world. I arrived here with full of longing, but found that this place was different from what I expected."

"There is a raging witch clan outside. Once the troops are pointed at, my demon clan cannot resist it at all. But in this case, our demon clan not only did not unite, but was still intrigue and intrigue. Even though I was only in the Kongming stage at that time, I was repeatedly plotted by the same tribe with many cultivation levels that were much greater than me."

"Yes, I was once plundered by the witch clan, but everyone present knew that I could have been saved, but because the person in charge was unwilling to save me, he even stopped others from saving me. I was captured by a witch clan who was in the realm of the celestial fairy in front of a group of Xuanxian, Jinxian and even Daluo Jinxian."

"I escaped forever forever, but what greeted me was not the joy of reunion, but the spy who was framed as a witch clan by that man, and I was to be killed again and again."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the demon clans looked at the Snow Demon Lord, because she was just saying that Zhao Ming was a spy. At this time, Zhao Ming was sad and his heart was filled with pain, which made many demon clans start to believe what he said.

The Lord of the Snow Demon's face changed slightly, but it was difficult to speak at this time. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was like not asking for help, and he could only keep a calm face and not speak.

"Once upon a time, my demon clan was dominant, the immortal clan and the demon clan could only survive in the cracks. The witch clan did not even dare to enter the prehistoric world. Unfortunately, this grand occasion was destroyed in the end, a civil war of fighting against each other."

Amid the intense sound, the true energy on his feet exploded again, causing his breath to surge again, but he still did not blow off his legs. The meridians were swelling, as if they were pierced like thin paper. The severe pain was that Zhaoming, who had been enduring the pain of burning his body, almost hummed.

Taking a deep breath, Zhaoming continued, "Acao once told me that my demon clan is not weak, but lacks a heart of unity. Even though he had learned a lesson from blood and tears, and now the race is declining, and the disaster of extermination is near, he still doesn't know how to unite and think about how to bully the same clan."

"Sad, sorrow, this is why the witch clan looks down on my demon clan and calls my demon clan a waste."

Looking at Prince Bifang again, he said loudly: "There are quite a few people who kneel down in the past, but today you asked me to kneel down, but I can't kneel down. Kneeling down means admitting that I was wrong. If the demon clan is wrong in killing the witch clan, I really don't know what else I can do in the future."

Looking up at the sky, the sun has moved westward.

"Someone once told me that this is a chaotic era, and the declining demon clan has only two paths to choose from: live on kneeling or die on stand."

"He asked me how to choose, I didn't know, and there was no answer because neither of them was the choice I wanted. And now, I think I can answer him."

"In such a violent and raging era, if you cannot live on your feet, you may even want to die on your knees."

"I'm not in the tribulation period. When danger comes, I may not be able to control my life and death, but I can do another thing."

He took a deep breath and looked at the many demon kings on the purple VIP stage and said loudly: "I swear that from now on, no matter who it is, even if Pangu comes in person, he can make me die, but he must not let me kneel down!"

A muffled sound came from the roar like blood, and then he saw flesh and blood flying across the sky, red and red, like flames flying in the air. Just like the determination in the words, it burned the prairie everywhere, and it was endless.

After the third impact, the meridians of both legs could not hold on and were crushed by the blow, and other meridians in the body were damaged. Zhaoming, who was unable to move, fell straight into the square.

Looking up at the sky, the sun shining, making a little warmth come to his heart.

This is his inner roar, and it is something he has always wanted to say but cannot say. Just a little demon in the tribulation period, who would have listened to you seriously? And now, he finally said it, and he still roared it in this way, with the feeling of thrill of pleasure, as if the huge stream of Hong Tao in his heart had been relieved.

Looking at Zhaoming lying in a pool of blood, all the demons were shocked, not just the roar from the heart, but because of Zhaoming's choice.

How can a little demon in the tribulation period resist the pressure of a sub-saint monk? It is impossible to do it, but he chose another way to fight.

How can you kneel without legs? The will is not falling and the spirit is proud.

As the words say, he can die, but he cannot kneel.

"Brother!" Shura roared, his eyes dripped in blood. He wanted to step forward, but was held down by the two demons in the Golden Immortal Realm behind him and could not move at all.

Prince Bi Fang's face changed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

General Naruto closed his eyes and said nothing, as if everything had nothing to do with him, but there were a burst of subtle sighs deep in his throat.

Di Jun thought for a moment and finally made a decision, he stepped forward and said to Prince Bi Fang: "Crown Prince, although I am not from Tianjiling, I think there is room for discussion on this matter."

"No matter what Zhaoming has done, I don't believe that he will be a spy sent by the witch clan."

The Lord of the Snow Demon snorted coldly: "That may not be necessary. You can't say that you believe it. He is not a spy anymore. I see..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout like metal rubbing: "Shut up, this is not enough for you to speak."

The person who spoke was the King of Magnetic Steel Island. At this time, he looked solemn and his eyes were filled with a sharp light, which made the Lord of Snow Demon feel tremble and immediately kept silent.

Not only the King of Chitie, but most of the demons around him also looked at her with an unfriendly look.

Not all demon races are big monsters, and more demon races are small monsters with low strength like Zhaoming. Zhaoming's qi and blood cry also spoke the voices in their hearts, and they empathized with them, and inadvertently stood on Zhaoming's side.

The King Shang Yang on the side laughed: "Okay, I like such passionate juniors. Bi Fang, the 50,000 witch tribes were sent by me, so it would be fine if I killed them. If you think this Fire-Swallowing Demon is a spy of the witch tribe, what if you give him to me? If he is really a spy, I, Shang Yang, will accept it."

These words made Prince Bi Fang snort coldly and was about to speak. Suddenly he was stunned and looked at the sky.

The sky, which had been sunny before, suddenly became dark clouds, and lightning began to thunder and lightning began to sing in the breath.

"This... is the Qiyun!" someone shouted.

Then someone exclaimed: "It's the fire-swallowing demon, he is going to overcome the tribulation."
Chapter completed!