coobybook Chapter 179 Sad and Ridiculous
Chapter 179 Sad and Ridiculous
Ying Feihong glanced at these demon clan leaders and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, how should your clone be treated..."
Sikong Cangming turned his head and glanced at his clone who was caught off guard and stabbed in the heart by a sword, and his face became even gloomier.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the demonic energy in his hand surged, and with a light clench, there was a loud bang, and the clone turned into a blood mist in an instant.
Ying Feihong's body stiffened for a moment, his eyes lowered, not daring to say anything.
Sikong Cangming naturally felt bad for destroying his own clone with his own hands. "Things that don't exist should be destroyed. What's the point of keeping them?"
Haolian frowned as he watched this scene, his heart filled with disgust, but he didn't show it on his face. He lowered his hands respectfully and said
"Father, my third brother's injuries are too severe and I'm afraid they will be difficult to cure."
Sikong Cangming frowned and waved his hand, "Bring him up."
Yan Ye's meridians were almost completely broken, and there were hundreds of wounds on his body. Every sword energy was too domineering, and now the bleeding could not be stopped. The magic core in his dantian was also broken in half.
Yan Ye was still conscious when he was carried up. He raised his head with great effort and said, "Please, father, please save me."
These high-ranking demons watched intently, their hearts filled with fear. Li Nian had actually made their Third Prince look so miserable.
Sikong Cangming lowered his eyes and looked at the dying person at his feet. There was no warmth in his eyes, only his gaze on the person as if he were a commodity.
At this moment, the ancient demonic energy in his body fluctuated. "Sikong Cangming, give him to me. I need his body to summon more clones."
Sikong Cangming was stunned and chuckled, "You are asking for too much. Even if he is not good enough, he is still my son. Do you think you are worthy?!"
Upon hearing this, the ancient demonic energy raised its head and laughed. "Do you care about this? You ordered the death of your beloved little princess. How could you be reluctant to let go of just a son?"
Sikong Cangming's eyes flashed with coldness, "How dare you search my memory?! Are you looking for death?"
"Hahaha! Sikong Cangming can't threaten me. I'm not that innocent little princess. Besides, what can you do to me?"
Sikong Cangming's face was gloomy and his hands were clenched into fists. Now neither of them could do anything to the other, so he was so eager to seize the chaotic spirit body.
"Don't waste my time. Whether you give this man to me or not, if I take over his body, at least he can still retain a trace of his will."
Sikong Cangming's chest rose and fell violently, and after a while, he strangely calmed down, "I agree, but remember to leave any trace of him."
As soon as he finished speaking, large masses of black mist overflowed from his body, and then turned into thin black lines and attacked Yan Ye directly.
Yan Ye's eyes widened in shock, "No, Father, I am your biological blood, you can't do this to me."
Sikong Cangming lowered his eyes to look at Yan Ye and said with a smile, "Without the ancient demonic energy, you would not be able to achieve anything. This way, at least I can leave a trace of your remnant."
Thin black lines invaded his body little by little, seizing his life force and gradually erasing his consciousness.
With only a trace of remaining willpower left, a tear of blood flowed indifferently from the corner of his eye, and his eyes were filled with sadness.
Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment, and trembled in their hearts as they listened to Yan Ye's heart-wrenching roar.
Half a minute later, the wounds on Yan Ye's body healed quickly, and even the broken magic cores gathered again. He stood up slowly.
He shook his limbs and tilted his head a little uncomfortably, as if trying to adapt to this new body.
Sikong Cangming looked at him indifferently and warned him coldly, "All of this is given to you by me. If you do anything wrong, I will have plenty of ways to deal with you."
After saying this, Sikong Cangming turned into black gas and left the palace.
Yan Ye's eyes were completely covered by black air, and not a single ray of light could penetrate them. He laughed sinisterly a few times and strode away.
The other high-ranking demons felt their knees weaken and left one after another.
Mo You and Mo Zuo are Sikong Cangming's left and right protectors, and they hold high status in the demon clan, but the two do not get along.
Mo You was the person in charge of the Qingluan Kingdom's imperial city this time. After successfully breaking through the Heluo Realm, he naturally mocked Mo Zuo.
"Mo Zuo, admit it, you are more useless than me. You can't even do such a small thing."
Mo Zuo gritted his teeth and said, "If we hadn't covered you in Wuyue City, you wouldn't be able to do anything smoothly and fart here."
Mo You was not angry, his eyes were full of teasing, he glanced down at Mo Zuo's legs and smiled.
"By the way, are you a brother or a sister now?"
Mo Zuo: “…………!”
Mo Zuo yelled, picked up the magic weapon, and rushed towards Mo You. He wanted to kill him ah ah ah ah!
The Demon Lord's Palace was smashed with loud clanging sounds. Several pieces of the wall at the top of the palace were broken, and several cracks appeared on the ground.
Ying Feihong folded his arms across his chest, standing aside and watching these two brainless people. As expected, a roar came from behind.
"Get out of here and fight me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two big men who were still entangled in the air were rolled into a ball by the evil energy and thrown out of the devil's domain.
After Ying Feihong finished reading what he wanted to see, he touched his chin with satisfaction and turned to leave.
Yun'ai went straight back to her bedroom and washed her hands in the water. She rubbed them until they were red but continued washing them, with a dazed look in her eyes.
Rong Meng stood silently behind Yun'ai, frowned and said, "Your Highness, it's already very clean." No need to wash it anymore, your hands are about to break.
Yun'ai was stunned, looked at her hands expressionlessly, closed her eyes for a while, and murmured softly.
"No, it won't get clean no matter how much I wash it. It's so dirty!"
Rong Meng lowered his head, frowning, but could not say anything.
Meanwhile, in the inn.
Elder Jie Qing brought a group of elite disciples to the inn to discuss the matter of the Beastmaster Sect's key master with Su Yu and others.
Su Yu still sat on the main seat, and the other elders sat below him.
The keys to the two major sects, the Yuling Sect and the Yushou Sect, have disappeared one after another. There must be spies from the demon clan inside. Otherwise, with the power of the demon clan, it would be impossible for them to get the keys so easily.
Elder Yizhe was really worried. When he was in the dungeon, he didn't even see Ying Feihong, which meant that he didn't get the key back.
He touched his chin and wondered how likely it was that the sect leader would beat him up if he returned to the sect like this.
Elder Jie Qing of the Beast Taming Sect is a kind-looking man. He is not the old man with a long flowing beard that people usually imagine. On the contrary, he looks quite young.
He frowned, "Yuque Immortal Venerable, if there are demon spies within the five major sects, who could they be?"
"Whoever was able to steal the key must have a high level of cultivation and must have been lurking for quite some time, familiar with all the routes and protective formations within the sect," said Elder Yizhe.
Elder Jie Qing frowned, "Could it be a high-ranking member of the sect?"
Wangyou, who was sitting nearby pouring tea, paused slightly, put down the teapot, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and lowered his eyes in thought.
In a short period of time, two keys of the five major sects disappeared one after another. Sikong Cangming actually made such a big move. He always felt that something was wrong.