Chapter 450: The Demon Capital

The White Tiger Emperor was very fast, not to mention Mo Fan's speed. The two of them quickly arrived near the demon capital.

There is a lot of smoke and fire in the demon capital, and there are many powerful demon clans here, all of them already transformed.

Almost thousands of people.

I don’t know how such a powerful monster race was resisted by the two human empires.

However, all these developments that are different from the original plot require Mo Fan to discover them slowly.

The White Tiger Emperor led Mo Fan to the central hall.

When the sun was shining brightly, the hall was dark without a trace of light.

Four people were already sitting on the four thrones on both sides of the hall.

The dim light made it difficult for Mo Fan to see their appearance clearly, which made him feel a little more depressed.

Judging from their figures, they appear to be three men and one woman.

"I have seen the four gentlemen, and my subordinates have brought the Monkey King here to resume his duties."

The White Tiger Emperor knelt on one knee and bowed his hands humbly.

"Pick up, didn't I ask you to escort me?"

Second from the left, a rough voice sounded.

In the darkness, a pair of searchlight-like eyes stared at Mo Fan.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on the White Tiger Emperor's forehead.

The person who spoke was none other than the envoy of the Tiger Clan.

The order given to him by Feng Shijun was also to escort Mo Fan back to the Demon City.

But while he was chatting with Mo Fan along the way, he felt a little unwilling to do so.

What's more, even if he wanted to, he would have to be capable.

"Are you the new emperor of the monkey clan?"

Before the White Tiger Emperor could reply, another gloomy voice sounded, like the murmur of a ghost under the Nine Netherworld.

"That's right." Mo Fan nodded.

"It is a serious crime to falsely claim to be a great sage. Your monkey clan has also been prosperous in the past, so you should be aware of this rule."

Seeing Mo Fan's casual answer, the sinister voice continued.

The murderous intention hidden in the words has been slowly revealed.

"It's just a title, what's the big deal." Mo Fan shrugged nonchalantly, and imitated a monkey by picking his ears.

In his left ear, there was a golden hoop that had shrunk to the point where it was invisible to the naked eye.

Although the strength of these four people is almost not inferior to that of the Yunxiao Emperor they faced before.

But for Mo Fan who was able to escape from Saint Yunluo, it was no longer a big deal.

"Presumptuous!" Lord Kuangzhu, who was first on the left hand, slapped the armrest of the throne hard, and the sound was like a loud bell, echoing in the deep hall.

A tyrannical pressure surged towards Mo Fan.

Although the main target is Mo Fan, the White Tiger Emperor beside him still feels a sense of invincibility.

Among the five demon kings of the demon clan, Zhuolu Jun is the leader in strength, and his strength is unfathomable.

Next is this Kuangzhu Lord, who is brave and good at fighting. It is said that he fought with Emperor Hanling for three days and three nights in the battle for the Holy Saint, with no outcome.

As for the Supreme Envoy Lord of the Tiger Clan, his strength is still a little behind.

I didn't know that the throne was made of various materials, but it could not fall apart under the angry slap of a third-grade Martial Emperor, except that there was a clearly visible slap mark.

Mo Fan smiled slightly when he heard this: "I wonder how many gentlemen think you can call yourself a great saint?"

"Of course, all of them must be at the ninth level. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone in our demon clan be a great saint?"

Lord Kuangzhu snorted coldly, obviously finding it difficult to accept Mo Fan's question.

They had also imagined the future of becoming a great sage, and even secretly drafted the titles they wanted to use in the future.

It’s just that I have never and dare not say it out loud.

The new Monkey King in front of him, who was only at the peak of the seventh level, dared to openly call himself the Monkey King. He was extremely arrogant.

But not to mention, the title of Monkey King is quite nice.

Lord Kuangzhu was even prepared in his heart. If he could ascend to the holy throne in the future, he would be called the Monkey King.

As for Mo Fan, if he is killed today, it will be over.

"This is Mr. Kuangzhu."

The White Tiger Emperor is really a good friend, he reminded me from the side.

Mo Fan nodded secretly, he was really crazy.

But this kind of madness is nothing more than rudeness and brainlessness.

His gaze remained on the throne at the top of the throne.

It is said that Zhuolu Lord's position is often vacant there, but no one has ever dared to covet this throne.

If the four Kuangzhu Lords are the pillars of the Demon Kingdom, then Zhuolu Lord is the real master of the Demon Kingdom.

Only Lord Zhuolu can be called the Demon Emperor.

Mo Fan is the most interested in this mysterious Zhuolu Lord.

It's a pity that I didn't get to see him this time.

But if we deal with these four first, we won't have to worry about Lord Zhuolu not showing up.

"Kuanzhu Lord, according to your wishes, how should I be dealt with?"

Mo Fan slowly walked a few steps in the hall seemingly casually, with a playful smile on his lips.

"According to the rules, he should be executed."

"However, the Monkey Clan's Great Sage Ventilation was also the pillar of our Demon Clan back then. The Monkey Clan has also been in trouble these years."

"It's not easy to create a new emperor."

"Seeing that the battle for the Holy Saint is coming, you will fight on behalf of our demon clan."

"You are limited to killing ten human Martial Emperors to avoid death. If one is missing, I will use your head to fill the gap."

As a matter of course, Mr. Kuangzhi said the solution he had prepared.

Every time there is a battle to seize the Saint, the demon and the human race fight for their lives, and there are always casualties.

It is not as good as the human race where there are few strong people, and the demon race where there are many high-level monsters.

They all thought of ways to avoid participating in the battle for the Holy Saint.

Therefore, being sentenced to participate in the battle for the Sainthood among the demons is almost like having one foot in the gates of hell.

You know, in the last battle for the Sainthood, the human emperor Han Ling killed and injured three demon kings by himself, and the only two who returned safely were the King of Crazy Bear and the King of Yin Kui.

Listening to the words of the King of Crazy Bear, the White Tiger King was slightly happy.

He had a deep understanding of Mo Fan's fighting ability. In his opinion, Mo Fan had no rivals under the Martial Emperor.

Although the number of ten Martial Emperors was a bit exaggerated, it would be good if they could save their lives if they were ordinary seventh-level demon beasts.

But for Mo Fan, it was still a possible task to complete.

Mo Fan's face sank slightly.

This guy really took himself seriously.

There were a total of forty Martial Emperors from the two demon races participating in the battle for the Sainthood, with twenty from each race.

Killing ten Martial Emperors means that he would kill half of them by himself.

Although Mo Fan can do it, why the hell should I listen to you?

"Kuang Xiong Jun, what if I don't want to?"

"Monkey King, don't make a mistake." White Tiger King hurriedly whispered.

Mo Fan dared to show his arrogant temper here.

But before Mo Fan could talk to him, he lowered his head with a sharp look from Feng Shijun.

Listening to Mo Fan's words, the already hot-tempered Kuang Xiong Jun couldn't suppress his anger.

Since Mo Fan entered the hall, he had no respect for the four demon kings, which made him dissatisfied.

Now he even rejected his self-proclaimed lenient solution without hesitation, how could he not be furious?

With a low roar, a huge fist enlarged in front of Mo Fan's eyes in the blink of an eye!

"Don't want to? Then you die!"