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Chapter 764: Demon Venerable on the Verge of Death


"The Commander-in-Chief" Qing Jie stopped Lin Xi because he was afraid that he would accidentally be unable to control his emotions and take action directly.

He was not afraid that Lin Xi would suffer a loss, but it would be over once it caused some unnecessary trouble.

After all, where they are now The location is the territory of his father Hills.

There are countless powerful Demon Emperors.

Even Lin Xi cannot withstand so many people.

But Lin Xi didn't take it seriously.

Not to mention the drunken men under Hills, Lin Xi was not afraid even if Hills came in person.

The ordinary demon king had long since lost the slightest pressure on him.

However, Lin Xi also controlled his emotions.

There was no need for him to bring unnecessary trouble to Qing Jie.

There was always a chance for revenge.

As long as he got the Destruction Stone, he could do whatever he wanted.

Lin Xi smiled at San Mozi, made a gesture of wiping his neck, and then followed Qing Jie into the main hall.

"Who is he?"

San Mo Zi Hei Lin always felt that he had seen this person before somewhere, but he could not figure out who it was, but that arrogant look could not be copied.

"Red Bear, have we seen this person?"

Black Scale asked.

"Red Bear, Red Bear" Black Scale called him several times in succession, but Red Bear didn't respond.

He turned around and saw that Time Red Bear was covered in sweat and his body was trembling slightly, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. .

"Third Young Master, this guy is very strong."

"It's hard to be able to match the Demon Emperor if you are very strong," Black Scale said disdainfully.

The three Demon Emperors in his hand besides Red Bear are his biggest trump cards.

Although there is a lot of risk in protecting these three evil guys, and you even have to worry about whether they will bite him back at the critical moment, it is enough as long as it can help you win the position of the first heir.

"Third Young Master, you may not believe it.

If he wants to kill me, he only needs one finger.

No, maybe he can do it with just one look."

Chixiong is the one who bears the brunt of Lin Xi's murderous intention, and only he knows Lin Xi's intentions.

How powerful is it?

"What?"

Hei Lin's expression changed.

Chi Xiong was a rigid person, and he would definitely not be able to do anything joking.

But how could that good-for-nothing Qing Jie recruit such a person?

At this time, Qing Jie had already led Lin Xi into the Demon Lord's Palace.

It was like a huge stadium.

Each descendant of the Demon Lord had a special place, and behind them there were also arrangements as needed.

Lots of seats.

Some of the descendants of the Demon King were high-spirited and others had ashen faces.

One look at their expressions showed how different the power they had was.

In terms of quantity, Qing Jie was only in the middle of the pack.

Lin Xi had a sweeping view of the situation here.

In addition to these descendants of the Demon Lord, there were at least thousands of Demon Emperors hiding in every corner.

The identity of the Demon Lord was indeed somewhat impressive.

"How is it, Commander-in-Chief, is there anyone who can be as discerning as you?"

Qing Jie asked with a smile, but he had already seen the answer from Lin Xi's confident expression.

"They are just a group of children playing house."

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Lin Xi's words were like giving Qing Jie a reassurance.

Didn't he mean that these people were just like children in his eyes?

In this case, this time he Is it really possible to get the throne of heir?

After a long time, everyone finally arrived.

Amidst the crisp sound of gongs, everyone became quiet.

A powerful breath gradually came, and the demon king came.

"Da, da, da" A middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous black robe appeared from outside the gate without warning.

He walked extremely slowly, but no one took their eyes away from him.

"Master, there seems to be something wrong with that old guy," Shikana said suddenly, "Look, although he forcibly maintains his aura to intimidate everyone, his aura is too unstable, and he is definitely not a demon.

Should have the ability to control” "He is at the end of his strength."

Lin Xi cannot see the reason.

He carries the Death Stone, and no one in this world dares to say he is second to the most sensitive to death.

At this moment, Hills is covered in a thick layer of death.

Not only that, he also has an aura of destruction that cannot be concealed. , it can be seen that the power of the Destruction Stone has invaded his body and devoured his life.

He maintains his life entirely by relying on his strong vitality and the forcible suppression of his realm.

Otherwise, he would have become ashes now.

But even so, he is extremely weak now.

Once he is affected by an external force, he may directly break his power. .

"No wonder there is such a rush to arrange a successor.

It turns out that he is not going to die soon."

Lin Xi sighed, "But if he is willing to directly hand over the Destruction Stone to me, maybe I can spare his life."

Although Lin Xi only has part of the Destruction Stone, it is still very easy to clean up those destructive powers.

If it doesn't work, he can also use the Death Stone to reverse Hills' death, but there is one thing, he must give Lin Xi a satisfactory bargaining chip.

"Forget it, I'll go find him in person once I've settled Qing Jie's matter."

Even though the palace was heavily guarded, it was effortless for Lin Xi to break in.

Hills sat on the throne in the center, exuding a strong aura of a superior.

"Father" all the devils stood up and saluted Hills respectfully.

Hills looked at the son he valued and seemed quite satisfied.

Suddenly, Lin Xi suddenly had a whim.

The number of his descendants must have been exaggerated to the extreme.

With Lin Xi's power in the original world, wouldn't half of the people in the entire universe already have the surname Lin?

"My sons, I am sorry to tell you that my life has come to an end, and I am afraid I will leave you soon.

However, my huge inheritance cannot be left without heirs," Hills said straight to the point.

"In this world, if you want to survive, the only criterion is power.

Whether it is your own or not, as long as you can control it in your own hands, that is the last word."

"So, today I hope to see the power of each of you."

Hills snapped his fingers, and a huge arena suddenly appeared above their heads.

"As long as any of you or any of your subordinates have the courage to go up and stand to the end, then say that the competition for the heir of Hills is not about life and death, only about victory or defeat.

Let's start."

After saying this, Hills closed his eyes, and the next stage was for their young people: