The murderous aura in these quasi-Shuras was very strong, which reminded Mubai of the quasi-Shura he fought against in the purgatory battlefield. If he had not possessed the ability to transform into a dark demon, he would have died at the hands of that quasi-Shura.
"There are two mid-level main gods!" Mu Bai felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
It seems that this account banning competition is more dangerous than the purgatory battlefield.
Fortunately, these quasi-Shuras have not yet cultivated to the point where their souls have completely degenerated. Otherwise, Mu Bai would have no chance of winning against the middle-level Lord God.
"Haha." An arrogant sneer came from the side.
I saw a handsome young man wearing a black dragon robe slowly walking over with a quasi-Shura.
No matter how you look at it, this young man's face is full of evil charm. He has double eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, and the aura he exudes is soft yet strong, which is by no means simple.
"Imperial sister, long time no see." The young man stood opposite Qing Ming and said with a smile on his face.
"Another ancient god!"
When Mu Bai saw this young man, his heart skipped a beat.
It seems that this demon king is really unpredictable. His children have cultivated to the level of ancient gods. So how powerful is he?
"Aoxuan, it seems that you have been lazy recently and your cultivation has improved a lot." Qing Ming looked at the young man in front of him, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
This young man is the only son of the Demon Lord, Aoxuan, who has always been elusive and has many legends in hell.
"See His Highness the Prince."
The lords and officials behind him and their quasi-Shuras bowed respectfully to Aoxuan, but Mubai stood still and did not move.
"oh?"
Aoxuan glanced at Mubai coldly, smiled at Qingming and asked: "Imperial sister, is this your Shura guard?"
Qing Ming nodded slightly.
"It looks pretty good. I like this character very much. Why don't we exchange it." Aoxuan laughed.
Qing Ming shrugged, looking indifferent.
Mu Bai was furious in his heart, but his face did not show any emotion.
Aoxuan said: "Brother, I'm just joking with you. You, a Shura guard, are too young and lack experience, so you are not suitable to follow me."
On the other hand, the Shura guard he brought was a middle-aged man with a silver hook nose, a gloomy face, and a strong murderous aura in his bones. He was a middle-level main god.
Counting Mu Bai, there are already twelve quasi-Shuras taking part in the title competition, with five more to go.