190 We All Want to Be the Heads
“Damn it, why did I provoke these eight little monsters…”
For a mont, the aardvark felt that his already huge head seed to have unknowingly beco even bigger.
If he had not shouted at the eight kids in the beginning out of self-righteousness, the Sky Snake demon king would not have fallen, and he would not be so troubled right now!
The aardvark thought indignantly.
At this mont, he finally realized that there was an absolutely annoying attribute hidden within the eight kids.
Trouble.
These eight brats were clearly trouble personified!
They might not be very strong, but they were very good at offending people.
“Fortunately, while these eight brats are distracted, I can take the opportunity to escape… As for the Demon Capital… Sigh, I’ll go when I next have the chance! Anyway, the next 10 years are impossible!”
His own race did not have a large population, but they were born with the divine power to travel through earth. With just a single thought, he could travel thousands of feet within the soil. Ordinary Primal Core Realm cultivators would not be able to catch him!
“Speaking of which, the reason why the Sky Snake demon king died… Can it be because of the birth of a new demon king?”
The aardvark suddenly thought of sothing important.
The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons had existed for so long that its history could be traced back to ancient tis.
Logically speaking, the death of an old king and the birth of a new king had happened countless tis. Everyone might feel shocked now, but most of the ti, the fall of a demon king was just a casual topic of conversation.
If the furious party was the Sky Snake demon king’s subordinates and descendants, then it was more or less understandable…
However, the person who was furious was the Holy Son of the Demon Clan!
“Can it be that the Holy Son is not the illegitimate son of the Ruler, but the illegitimate son of the Sky Snake demon king?” The aardvark suddenly felt that he might have uncovered an incredible truth.
If that was the truth, then everything would make sense.
“I wonder who the new demon king is. He actually killed the Holy Son’s father. The birth of a new king should be a glorious mont, but this ti, I’m afraid there’s going to be a good show…”
Thinking of this, the aardvark heaved a sigh of relief.
If all its guesses were right, then the full attention of the Demon Divine Palace would probably be focused on the new king, and it would not be affected.
“Perhaps this is a blessing in disguise.”
Within a mont, the aardvark had already fled nearly 10 miles away. At such a distance, even a battle between Primal Core Realm experts would not be able to affect him anymore…
Boom!!
The ground in front of the aardvark suddenly shook violently, and then was torn apart by a terrifying force!
Caught off guard, the aardvark could not react in ti and was instantly sent flying into the air by a huge force. Like a leaf blown up by a violent wind, it was thrown high up into the sky!
Who am I?
Where am I?
Who hit ?
Who’s hitting now?
In an instant, an unprecedented sense of confusion appeared in the aardvark’s heart.
“Ha—”
In the next mont, the aardvark heard eight extrely arrogant voices. “This fellow is so troubleso! We can’t continue to be passively beaten up. We have to think of a way to take him down!”
The dust in front of him dissipated slightly, and the aardvark finally saw clearly that flas were actually surging out from the eight arrogant kids!
However, these flas were not the blazing kind. Instead, it was more like a bright light. It caused the bodies of the eight kids to gradually lt and then quickly fuse together.
“What’s—”
The aardvark’s eyes widened.
At this instant, a huge creature appeared before its eyes. The creature’s greenish-yellow body was over a hundred feet long, and it had eight heads, eight legs, eight tails and eight faces. It was none other than the eight kids!
From the body of this monster, a Primal Core Realm aura blood without holding back, pressing on the aardvark to the point that it had difficulty breathing.
“Primal Core… demon beast lord!!”
The aardvark was shocked. “These eight brats are all demon beast lords? No, the eight of them are basically the sa demon beast! The pressure I felt in the Demon Capital did not co from anyone else at all, but from this big fellow!”
“What kind of demon beast is this fellow? Why haven’t I heard of him before?!”
At the sa ti, the attack from afar had also arrived.
It was an incomparably chaotic spiritual energy. All the spiritual energy of the world condensed and seed to turn into a black hole that emitted an earth-shattering tearing force. The force was wrapped around a small fist and smashed fiercely onto one of the eight heads.
The aardvark’s heart beat wildly again.
It was still falling rapidly in midair, but it had already caught a glimpse of a small figure from the corner of its eye. She was dressed in green and had black hair. She pursed her lips and threw another punch.
“You’re so annoying, ow,” the little girl said coldly.
“Another… another demon beast lord!”
The aardvark’s face instantly turned pale. A blessing in disguise? Pfft pfft pfft!
This was clearly the beginning of a tragedy!
“You’re also a demon beast lord?” The eight faces of the eight-headed beast spoke in a uniform voice and spat out thick mist. “However, you’re not my match yet!”
The eight voices overlapped, causing the green-robed figure to sway. An abnormal flush appeared on her immature face.
A triumphant gleeful look appeared in the eight-headed demon beast’s eyes.
“In the bodies of most living beings, the water elental energy is the most abundant. The water spiritual energy in the world cos under our control…”
A large hand ca from behind and gently patted Qing Lin’s back.
Instantly, the water spiritual energy in her body that was about to go berserk imdiately settled down and no longer had any ripples.
The girl turned to look at the figure walking over and said with a slightly solemn expression, “This fellow is not a weak one. Moreover, it reminds of a legendary race that is almost completely extinct. Tianwu!”
Tianwu?
Feng Xia nodded with a strange expression. He seed to have seen this na in an ancient recipe before he transmigrated…
“You had a good ti playing.”
Feng Xia did not dwell too much on this matter. Instead, he smiled faintly and nodded. He looked at the eight-headed, eight-legged and eight-tailed demon beast, Tianwu, and smiled casually. “However, I don’t have much ti to waste here. So, since you attacked my carriage…”
In the Ancient King War Chariot, Mo Lianque’s expression darkened.
At this mont, he heard Feng Xia continue, “Then your punishnt is to pull the carriage for until we reach the Demon Capital.”
The eight heads of Tianwu sneered, “You want us to pull a carriage for you? I’m afraid you don’t have…”
Clang—
A dazzling starlight bell smashed down, bashing Tianwu deep into the ground.
“Are you going to pull it or not?” Feng Xia asked as he stepped forward.
“Hmph! Dream on…”
Clang—
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The bell rang continuously, making the aardvark look on dumbfoundedly. Under the terrifying bell waves, the powerful-looking Tianwu instantly fainted!
“Then let’s just kill it.”
Feng Xia shook his head and was about to kill and leave when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.
“Wait! Don’t kill him!”
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