The more nothing there is, the more we care about it.

They have always been suppressed by the top men of their respective sects, and have no dignity at all.

Now that he has finally become a saint and become a martial saint, he is still being despised by Han Yang, and everyone is furious in an instant.

"..."

Han Yang looked at the four of them funny.

These four are really selfish. His enemies are King Liuli Ming, Mo Wuya, Murong Ming, and Zhuge Ye. He didn't take these four idiots into account at all.

Actually jumped out first?

King Liuli Ming clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "Your friend is the World-Destroying Demon Lord, who forcibly steals the control of this world. If he does not die, this world will eventually collapse. I advise you not to... help the evildoers!"

Hearing this, Murong Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.

Originally, he thought that Han Yang and Prince Liuli Ming were just bickering and fighting each other. But now that he heard this, it was clear that the demon king mentioned by Prince Liuli Ming was an old acquaintance of Han Yang?

This Demon Lord actually controls such a wonderful realm?

Thinking of this, he felt a sudden chill in his heart.

Han Yang must die.

If Han Yang and his Demon Lord friend were allowed to gather together, then there would be nothing wrong with them in this divine ruins.

"Kill him!"

Thinking that he had seen through everything, Murong Ming sent a message to the other three people.

Mo Wuya's fighting spirit had already risen to its peak level, and he was waiting for these words.

Zheng!

A square-shaped halberd instantly tore through the void and thrust towards Han Yang.
Chapter completed!