In the Great Neng Cemetery, it was he who exposed the Demon Lord, causing things to change, and the Chai family had to be exposed in advance.

Now, he has even taken away the immortal inheritance that he has longed for.

No more, everything is gone.

"Damn, this person deserves to die."

Chai Zhengxuan blasted a large crater out of the ground, his hands bleeding, and then he raised his head with a heavy breath, his eyes filled with overwhelming hatred.

"Yes, a disciple of the Demon Lord should be full of anger and hatred."

The Demon Lord of the Past looked on and nodded with satisfaction.

"Senior, I have a request." Chai Zhengxuan said: "As soon as I invade the world of Immortal Lord, I must kill Qin Cheng with my own hands."

"Don't worry, I will catch this person with my own hands and let you torture him." The Ancient Demon Lord said proudly.

"Now, you have to suppress this anger and go see your old friends first."

The ancient demon lord looked into the distance and suddenly flew out.

"Walk."

With a thought in his mind, Chai Zhengxuan recovered all the wounds on his hands. He jumped up and the Chai family followed behind him.

"Young Master, the Demon Lord is here."

The short-bearded man suddenly raised his head, and everyone felt the move and looked to one side.

From the far distance of the earth, a heart-stopping pitch-black mist drifted in. In front of everyone in the Chai family, Su Shi, whose body exuded black energy, slowly landed in front of the formation.

"Song Lingcong, we meet again."

Chai Zhengxuan looked down at Song Lingcong with a victor's attitude.

The two are similar in age, and they are both direct disciples of two families, so they are extremely talented.

The Chai family and the Song family had various grievances and grievances in the past, so almost from the moment they were born, they were compared by various forces, whether they were strong or weak.

But no matter how hard Chai Zhengxuan worked, he found that Song Lingcong's height in the eyes of everyone was half higher than his own.

It seemed that Chai Zhengxuan, no matter how he expressed himself or improved his cultivation, could never compare to Song Lingcong.

But this time, I won.

Chai Zhengxuan smiled coldly.

If he had faced Song Lingcong with his current attitude before, he would definitely have been very happy, but at this time, his mind was already filled with thoughts of revenge against Qin Cheng, and he was not as happy as he imagined.

Song Lingcong also looked at Chai Zhengxuan, but did not speak or feel much nervous.

"Something interesting."

The Demon Lord of the Past swept through the formation and just said a few words lightly.

Then he smiled disdainfully, and the black energy outside his body suddenly condensed into a huge black palm.

Everyone became nervous, not knowing whether the formation they had worked so hard to set up could stop the attack of the ancient demon king.

boom!

The black palm, like a falling meteorite, was snapped down. On the formation, auras of spiritual light flashed, condensing into a shield to resist.

The two collided, and the impact roared in all directions. Countless small cracks suddenly appeared on the shield.

The monks were shocked, as this formation seemed unable to withstand the attack of the Demon Lord.

The ancient demon lord once again moved the black giant palm and fell with a crash.

There was a roar.

This time, the cracks on the shield spread and it was almost broken.

"Master Song, think of a way." The monks were shocked and begged one after another.

Song Lingcong just remained silent.


Chapter completed!