Chapter: 4617

"How could he be so confident?"

"Who is the Immortal Emperor he is talking about? Listening to his tone, it seems that even the Juanluo family is not in his eyes!"

The surrounding underworld monks were even more shocked.

King Juanluo was stunned when he heard Meng Tianshu's words, he couldn't turn his head around. In the underworld, is there anyone who is not afraid of Juanluo's family?

"Senior, this person is just a remnant of the Hades Empire. You don't have to fight our Juanluo clan because of him."

Haiyang Juanluo walked up to the Third Prince Ming step by step, and cupped his hands.

"Do you think I'm someone who can call the shots?"

Third Prince Ming said slightly mockingly.

Haiyang Juanluo was slightly taken aback, and then looked at Ning Qi in disbelief. At this moment, Ning Qi had a slight smile on his face, as if he didn't pay attention to this place at all, but was holding the delicious food on the table with chopsticks Picking and picking, eating with relish.

A moment of hesitation flashed in his eyes, Haiyang Juanluo walked up to Ning Qi, and respectfully saluted: "Senior, I have offended you just now, please don't blame me, senior, I hope that senior will let my father off for the sake of my Juanluo clan."

"Sect Master Meng, we don't have much time, as soon as possible

solve it. "

Ning Qi said lightly.

Haiyang Juanluo's complexion became extremely ugly. The next moment, Meng Tianshu had already sacrificed the Kunxu Pagoda. The tip of the tower was a sword, and directly pierced into King Juanluo's sky cap. King Juanluo stared at Meng Tianshu unwillingly and desperately. The vitality in his eyes Gradually fade away.

The next moment, his physical body suddenly turned into a puff of black mist, floating between the sky and the earth, without leaving any trace.

Ning Qi is not surprised by this, because he has killed many monks in the underworld before, and he has long known that the monks in the underworld have no soul after death, and will turn into black smoke, as if swallowed by the heavens here. It can be seen that, Underworld cultivator is really a slave-like existence...

"Juan, King Juanluo is dead?"

The surrounding monks in the underworld seemed to have a turbulent wave in their hearts. One of the eight great masters of the Juanluo tribe, the Juanluo King who guarded one side, was killed just like this? And what killed him was actually the remnants of the Hades Empire? An ant that isn't even in the Netherworld?

"father!"

"grandfather!"

King Juanluo's sons and grandsons exclaimed, watching this scene in shock and fear.

"Finally revenge!"

There was a hint of grief in Meng Tianshu's eyes, and he looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to comfort those parents, brothers, and all the underworld monks of the Underworld Empire who died at the hands of King Juanluo.

The third prince Ming sneered, stretched out his hand to grab, and all kinds of treasures that had been piled up on the main table fell into his hands immediately.

Seeing this scene, everyone subconsciously held their pockets tightly.

"Hand over all your ghost crystals."

Third Prince Ming looked at Haiyang Juanluo and smiled.

"Mingjing?"

Haiyang Juanluo and the others were slightly stunned, and then looked at each other with ugly faces. Although they wished to kill the third prince Ming and Meng Tianshu to avenge Juanluo King, the opponent's strength was too terrifying. They couldn't even make a move in their hands. Those of them who existed in the early stages of the Nether Realm must have no chance of winning. After hesitating for a few seconds, Haiyang Juanluo and others humiliated and took out all the crystals on their bodies and handed them to the Third Prince Ming.

"That's all?"