Dragon Emperor of Devildom

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Seeing Wei Xueshuang's gaze, Loong Hao's gaze gradually changed. He saw a lot of emotions that he had never seen before in Wei Xueshuang's eyes.    

    

All of these feelings came from Wei Xueshuang's deepest love for him. It was as if he could leave her at any time, making Loong Hao to take the initiative and squeeze Wei Xueshuang's hand lightly.    

    

"Senior sister, no matter where I go or what I do in the future, you will always be my woman, and I will absolutely not allow you to leave my side." Loong Hao said seriously.    

    

"What if someone forcibly takes me away?"    

    

Wei Xueshuang was slightly stunned for a moment before a sweet smile appeared on her face. She looked at Loong Hao and asked softly. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with mist, causing people to feel sorry for her.    

    

"I won't allow it. If there's one person, then I'll kill one person. If there is a clan, then I'll annihilate the entire clan. No one can take you away from me." Loong Hao said seriously.    

    

As he spoke, a willpower so strong that even Wei Xueshuang was surprised emerged from his body, as if if if someone really wanted to forcefully take Loong Hao away, then Loong Hao would really do such a crazy thing.    

    

"I believe you."    

    

Wei Xueshuang nodded slightly as she replied.    

    

"Let's go, let's take a look around and see what the difference is between Donghuang Sect and it." "Yes." Loong Hao also nodded lightly. Along with Wei Xueshuang and Wu Yun, they walked directly towards the Donghuang Sect's plaza.    

    

Compared to yesterday, today's Donghuang Sect was much more lively. Along the way, Loong Hao and Wei Xueshuang had already seen many small sect elders, Sect Master, and their disciples coming to participate in the Myriad Sect Association.    

    

To the small sects like them, they could only stay in the center of the plaza, and wait until the start of the Myriad Sect Association. Fortunately, for cultivators, there was no need to eat much.    

    

Ten days of time would pass quickly as long as he closed his eyes and cultivated for a moment.    

    

Boom!    

    

At this moment, in front of Loong Hao, Wei Xueshuang, and the others, a loud sound suddenly came and attracted everyone's attention. They saw that next to the huge stage, someone had actually set up a small stage.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

When Loong Hao and the rest looked over, they saw a figure fly out from the stage and heavily hit the ground. The figure spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

Immediately after, a group of people were used to surround the small arena.    

    

"All of you, scram!"    

    

Boom!    

    

However, not long after, a powerful spiritual power appeared in the center of the stage, and a wave of Honored Martial Stage Cultivators started exploding from the stage, spreading out in all directions.    

    

The countless surrounding figures were immediately shaken by the spiritual power and fell to the ground. Their faces were pale and some people even fainted on the spot.    

    

Amongst these people, the weakest was only Heavenly Martial Stage. The strongest was only the strength of King Martial Stage, and could basically defend against the spiritual power s of Honored Martial Stage experts.    

    

They were different from Loong Hao. Loong Hao had the souls of his previous life, so if someone wanted to rely on the spiritual power to suppress him, they would have no chance at all.    

    

Because he himself was one of the three great rulers of Devil World, why would he need to fear others?    

    

However, these ordinary cultivators did not have Loong Hao's strength. For those Heavenly Martial Stage experts, even the spiritual power that the Spiritual Martial Stage practitioners released was enough to make them unable to endure.    

    

What's more, this was the spiritual power of a Honored Martial Stage expert. Just this spiritual power alone could already be considered good enough that it did not immediately kill them in the plaza.    

    

"Senior Sister, let's go take a look?"    

    

Loong Hao turned around and asked Wei Xueshuang.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Wei Xueshuang also nodded her head lightly. As the two walked in, they actually saw a familiar figure in the crowd; it was Heavenly Sword Sect's Meng Yun.    

    

This time, Meng Yun was also sent here by the Heavenly Sword Sect. After all, Meng Yun's strength was originally not weak and he came out of the Asura Secret Realm alive, so after a period of cultivation, he had now cultivated to the realm of the Seventh Heavenly Layer of the Spiritual Martial Stage.    

    

The speed at which his strength was growing could be said to be extremely fast.    

    

However, even Meng Yun, under the suppression from the spiritual power, found it hard to resist, and had difficulty holding on to the ground. It wasn't until the Honored Martial Stage expert retracted his spiritual power that the group of people stood up with pale faces.    

    

"Meng Yun."    

    

Wei Xueshuang and Loong Hao directly walked to Meng Yun's side and shouted at him. Meng Yun was shocked and hurriedly turned around. When he saw Loong Hao and Wei Xueshuang, he let out a sigh of relief.    

    

"Senior Sister Wei, Junior Brother Loong, why are you two here?"    

    

Meng Yun immediately came to Wei Xueshuang and Loong Hao's side. He looked at the two of them with astonishment. He suddenly realized that Senior Sister Wei and Junior Brother Loong seemed to be inseparable from each other ever since they started.    

    

This made Meng Yun look at the two weirdly.    

    

"What's going on here?"    

    

Wei Xueshuang's expression changed slightly, and immediately asked while pretending to be calm. This caused Meng Yun to come back to his senses, and he looked at the Honored Martial Stage expert on the stage with disdain.    

    

Then, he turned to look at Wei Xueshuang and said: "Senior Sister, it is a sect called Qingyun Sect, they set up an arena here and have sent one of their sect's Spiritual Martial Stage experts to guard the arena, saying that as long as a person of the same realm can hold on for ten breaths of time, they would give out a hundred thousand Spiritual Stone to the other party, and he only needs ten thousand Spiritual Stone to challenge, so many years of Spiritual Martial Stage experts were all eager to give it a try."    

    

There are already more than twenty people who have not lasted ten breaths of time, and this is true even for experts of the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage. However, just now, someone had held out for ten breaths of time on the stage, but the other party took advantage of the fact that the other party was relaxing, and directly blasted him off the stage, heavily injuring him, and only took out a hundred thousand Spiritual Stone as compensation. "    

    

"And that Spiritual Martial Stage disciple, is the only Spiritual Martial Stage disciple in a small sect. Originally, he wanted to make his way through the ranks within the Myriad Sect Association, but in the end, he was heavily injured by it. I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the following Myriad Sect Association, and it is even possible that he will become a cripple whose realm plummeted."    

    

Meng Yun explained to Wei Xueshuang and Loong Hao with gritted teeth.    

    

Different from large sects like the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was rare for small sects to be able to cultivate a Spiritual Martial Stage expert. Any one of the Spiritual Martial Stage disciples was practically the future pillar of the sect.    

    

But at the same time, no matter how talented these people were, they simply did not have enough resources to cultivate. Once they were injured, who knew how much time they would need to recover.    

    

For example, Meng Yun's life was hanging by a thread within the Asura Secret Realm. He had almost fallen, but his life was pulled back by Wei Xueshuang's pill, and in just half a day, he had already recovered thirty percent.    

    

But for a disciple of a small sect, if they received an injury like Meng Yun, the only thing they could do was to slowly wait for death to come, without any other possibility. To this small sect, for this Spiritual Martial Stage disciple to receive such a heavy injury, was practically crippled …    

    


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