Hong Tianqi cupped his hands and then continued, "Everyone, I think that to be a demon king you must not only be strong, but also have superior intelligence. The most important thing is to have a heart to contribute to the demon world. Only in this way can you lead thousands of clans in the demon world and convince everyone.
Take it orally, what do you think of my suggestion?"
There were commotions and discussions all around, and everyone felt that Hong Tianqi's words made sense.
"To sum it up, it is nothing more than four points: strength, intelligence, reputation, and character."
Hong Tianqi glanced at the heads of the clans and saw that no one had any objections, so he continued, "Since everyone has no objections, let's discuss the selection methods from these aspects..."
Before he finished speaking, a stream of light suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the top of the highest ice peak on the top of the snow mountain, looking down at the thousands of clans in the demon world below.
He was dressed in green clothes with fluttering skirts. Although he was only in the middle stage of refining the void, his eyes were filled with such power that the clan leaders of all clans did not dare to look at him.
"No need to waste time discussing, I want to be the Demon King, who dares to have an opinion?" Ye Xiong said calmly.
As soon as this statement came out, the audience immediately exploded into trouble.
Someone immediately recognized him and said, "Ye Xiong...he is Ye Xiong."
"Hasn't he been missing for more than 20 years? How could he appear here?"
"Twenty years ago, he went to find the Demon King, and then the Demon King died. This matter must be related to him."
"A human monk wants to be a demon king and has a dream."
Various voices sounded, and almost everyone opposed it. Even if some people supported it, they did not dare to shout.
Among the crowd, a woman screamed, looked at the figure in the air with piercing eyes, and said loudly, "Master, you are indeed not dead. I knew you would be fine."
The person speaking was none other than Mo Jiaojiao from the Horn Clan.
Twenty years ago, Mo Jiaojiao tried her best to become Ye Xiong's disciple, but she didn't know that the other party didn't want to accept her at all.
"Jiaojiao, are you embarrassed?" Jiao Man said angrily.
Only then did Mo Jiaojiao stop her voice and looked at the figure in the air, her eyes filled with passion.
This rumored character will be reincarnated every time he disappears. Has he become stronger after disappearing for more than 20 years this time?
Ye Xiong ignored Mo Jiaojiao, glanced below, and said coldly, "I'll ask again, who dares to have an opinion?"
"I have an opinion. You are not qualified to be the Demon King." A voice came from the tiger group.
Ye Xiong's figure swished and disappeared on the spot in an instant.
The next moment, his figure rushed into the crowd.
"Ye Xiong, do you really think that our demon clan has no one?"
When the Tiger King saw that the opponent was about to attack his men, he took action angrily and punched out with a tiger roaring frenzy.
"Shenhu Fist." Tiger King roared.
"I think your Divine Cat Fist is pretty good." Ye Xiong snorted coldly and clapped out with a palm, sending the Buddha and the Demon out to sea.
The Tiger King is only in the late stage of Void Refining. With Ye Xiong's current fighting strength, it is not easy to kill him in the late stage.
The power of "Buddha's Devil's Palm" has greatly increased again after it entered the seventh level of "Tian Mo Gong".
Without any surprise, King Tiger's huge body was blown away by a palm, knocking down thousands of tribesmen before stopping.
Wow!
King Tiger spurted out a mouthful of blood and couldn't get up for a long time.
Ye Xiong stretched out his right hand, and a suction force suddenly appeared in his palm. He grabbed a person from the tiger group and fell into his hand.
"You said you had an opinion just now, right?" Ye Xiong grabbed the tiger cultivator and asked calmly.
"I...I...I didn't..."
Before the tiger cultivator finished speaking, there were boos all around him. He immediately gritted his teeth and said, "I just have an opinion. You are not from the demon clan. Why should you be the demon king? You are not worthy."
puff!
Physical explosion.
Hu Xiu's body was directly crushed by Ye Xiong and turned into minced meat.
"Your life is yours, not anyone else's. Damn it for not having any opinion at all." Ye Xiong clapped his hands.
The people around were completely shocked.
With a single palm, he seriously injured the leader of the Tiger Clan, King Hu, one of the four demon clans, and also killed the Hu Xiu who opposed him. He did it neatly and without any sloppiness. This kind of strength and this kind of cruel method are so shocking.
Heartbroken.
"I want to be the Demon King, who else dares to have an opinion?" Ye Xiong clapped his hands and continued to ask.
Before coming here, Ye Xiong had considered that it would be very difficult for him to become the Demon King.
It is of no use to move it with emotion or to understand it with reason.
Only strength, absolute strength, can allow you to achieve your goal.
In this world, evil people are still in power.
There was silence all around, no one dared to say anything to anyone.
In the face of this devil, who dares to say no?
Just when Ye Xiong thought he had successfully stabilized the situation, a voice suddenly shouted.
"Ye Xiong, if you have the guts, kill them. I'll see how many people you can kill."
"I object."
"I object."
"There are hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators here, can you kill them all?"
Someone took the lead, and the crowd suddenly surged in like a bursting tide. Suddenly, there were voices of opposition from all directions.
When Ye Xiong was in it, he was like a wicked evil man.
Shocking curses entered his ears over and over again.
The scolding became more and more intense and unpleasant.
There are too many people who fish in troubled waters, fearing that the world will not be in chaos.
In this case...
Ye Xiong took out the Five Elements Divine Sword from his body, input his energy, and a golden rainbow emanated from the sword body.
"Those who object will stay, and those who do not object will leave fifty kilometers away. Otherwise, Wu He will be killed."
"Countdown, ten, nine, eight..."
A terrifying coercion spread out from Ye Xiong, who was so weak that he could hardly breathe.
At first, everyone was still waiting, retaining the pride in their hearts.
"Five, four, three..." Ye Xiong continued to read the time.
Wow!
Some people began to flee, and then, as if it was contagious, the demon cultivators around them instantly turned into birds and scattered.
"Two, one."
A sword struck out.
A lone-shaped sword light, carrying the power of destroying the world, centered on Ye Xiong, and spread in all directions with the force of ripples.
Countless magic weapons, spells, body protection, physical bodies, and all magical powers are all ineffective under the power of this sword.
One effort is all it takes.
In the face of absolute strength, everything is a paper tiger.
Continuous screams sounded, and corpses were densely packed and falling from the air.
One sword can kill a thousand people.
The people fleeing in the distance looked at Ye Xiong who was like a demon in the scene, and were completely speechless.
They have never seen such a powerful and terrifying person.
"Now... who has any opinions?" Ye Xiong asked loudly, holding the divine sword in his hand.
There was silence all around, like a cemetery.
At this time, anyone who dares to stand up will risk his life.
In order to survive, you have to endure it even if you feel unwilling to do so.
Seeing that the people around him didn't dare to say anything, Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the four chiefs.
"Enchantress, Tiger King, Lu Zhanpeng, Mo Man, do you four have any opinions?" Ye Xiong asked coldly.