They saw a figure descending from the sky.
He was an old man dressed in cotton clothes. He looked extremely simple.
Even his aura was indiscernible, as if he was a mortal.
However, no one present dared to underestimate him.
"A bunch of trash." The old man's voice was cold.
Seeing this person, the group of demons' faces changed drastically.
Everyone, including the red-robed elder, knelt down.
"Greetings, Pharaoh!"
The voices were orderly.
"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly.
When this cold snort entered everyone's ears, they couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle. They prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.
"What's going on? Meng Lang, you tell me. "The old man said.
The red-robed elder, who was the great elder, trembled and bowed. "Replying to Pharaoh, just now, the Spirit Emperor …"
Meng Lang recounted what had just happened.
Hearing this, the old man shook his head repeatedly.
"Trash is trash. You can't even catch a young Spirit Emperor. Find a piece of tofu and knock yourself to death."
After saying that, the old man raised his foot and took a step forward.
It seemed like a step, but it was actually a few kilometers.
This was the shrinking of the earth.
This kind of method was not something a Saint-level powerhouse could do.
With just two steps, the old man had already disappeared in front of everyone.
Seeing the old man disappear, everyone secretly wiped away their cold sweat.
"Too … too terrifying. The pressure of a Spirit Emperor is really unbearable!"
"Yes, great elder, why would Pharaoh appear here?"
Meng Lang heard everyone's words and secretly shook his head.
"I'm afraid that something big will happen in the Western Empire!" Meng Lang said.
"Something big? What big thing? "
"I'm not sure. With our strength, we don't have the right to know."
"We just need to do our own things. Don't ask about other things." Meng Lang said.
"Yes, great elder."
Everyone clasped their fists together and began to move.
… …
… …
Su Ziyang ran for a few hundred kilometers before slowing down.
"He shouldn't be chasing after me."
Su Ziyang secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Encountering the great elder of the demon race as soon as he arrived, this luck was unparalleled.
Fortunately, he was fast. Otherwise, if he was caught, it would be troublesome.
"We'll reach Westfall City soon. It should be safe."
The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth lifted as he walked forward.
However, after taking a few steps, he couldn't help but stand in place.
He looked at the plain-clothed old man in front of him with a face full of fear.
Who was this linen-clothed old man? When did it appear? Why was he standing in front of her?
A series of question marks emerged in Su Ziyang's mind.
"Not bad, little guy. You run pretty fast."
The plain-clothed old man looked at Su Ziyang and said calmly.
It was as if everything was under his control.
"You … you're from the Demon Race?" Su Ziyang pretended to be surprised, but he was thinking of countermeasures.
"That's right. My name is Ling Yu. I'm a Pharaoh of the Demon Race."
The linen-robed old man said arrogantly.
Su Ziyang's body trembled as if he was frightened by Ling Yu's name.
This scene was captured by Ling Yu's eyes. A smug look appeared on his face.
"Ling Yu? You … you are that … "
Su Ziyang's voice trembled, and he didn't spit out a word for a long time.
That look was as if he was scared silly.
However, all of this was done on purpose.
His gaze was fixed on the Netherworld Dagger, waiting for its cooldown time.
One minute.
At the last minute, he could use Divinity Concealment.
Ling Yu looked at Su Ziyang and couldn't help but feel anxious.
You're trembling for a long time, what is it?
What was his fame like in the eyes of others?
Would it be awe-inspiring in the world, causing others to tremble in fear?
However, what he saw was Su Ziyang scratching his head as if he was answering a difficult question.
"Aiya, never heard of it," Su Ziyang said.
"You …"
Ling Yu's chest stagnated, and his face changed again and again.
Looking up, he saw that Su Ziyang had already disappeared.
"Boy, you actually dare to play these tricks in front of this lord?"
Ling Yu's voice was cold, and he immediately used a special technique.
His eyes emitted two grayish-white rays of light, sprinkling over the whole earth.
The traces left by Su Ziyang were all swept into his eyes.
"Little guy, this old man wants to see where you can escape to! This time, let's play a good game of cat and mouse. "The corners of Ling Yu's mouth raised slightly, and he took a step forward, slowly moving forward.
More than ten kilometers in front of him, Su Ziyang used his speed to the extreme, fleeing crazily.
"Not good."
Sensing that he was locked on by the aura, Su Ziyang secretly shouted that it was not good.
He didn't expect to encounter a venerable level powerhouse. This time, he was in big trouble.
"Venerable level?"
Thinking of this, Su Ziyang's eyes bloomed with a strange light.
Wasn't he just level 95? A venerable level powerhouse, that was a character above level 200.
His level was 100 levels higher than him.
And now, it happened to be the god's protection period.
As long as he switched back to the player system, he couldn't do anything to him!
Thinking of this, Su Ziyang didn't hesitate and immediately switched back to the player system, turning back into Hanxing.
"Huff … …"
At this moment, the aura locked on his body disappeared instantly.
Then, Su Ziyang took a step forward and ran in another direction.
On the other side.
Ling Yu couldn't help but look stunned.
Disappeared again?
How could it be?
Ling Yu's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
With his means, how could he let a young man escape?
"This old man wants to see where you can escape to."
Then, Ling Yu's mouth muttered something, and then, a gray light appeared in his eyes again.
However, this time, it was much stronger.
With him as the center, everything within a radius of more than ten kilometers was covered.
"No? Disappeared? "
Ling Yu murmured, his face full of disbelief.
Within his range, he only found a god running away.
Although the speed was fast, compared to the Spirit Emperor, it was much slower.
Could it be that the Spirit Emperor was a god?
Impossible!
Two completely different people.
There was no mistake about this.
Go ask him if he saw the Spirit Emperor.
Thinking of this, Ling Yu took a step forward, and after a few steps, he came in front of Su Ziyang.
Seeing Ling Yu, Su Ziyang was taken aback at first, but he soon recovered.
"May I ask who you are? Why are you blocking my way? "Su Ziyang said.
"This lord is … …"
Before he finished speaking, Su Ziyang directly interrupted his words, "This young master has no time to care about you, get lost."
After speaking, Su Ziyang took a step forward and ran again.
Ling Yu was so angry that his face was trembling, and the corner of his mouth kept twitching.
"Kid, since you're looking for death, this lord will fulfill your wish."
After speaking, Ling Yu used his killer move and pounced on Su Ziyang.
However.
Miss。
It was ineffective.
"Aiya, old man, don't you know about the god protection period?"
Su Ziyang turned around and looked back at Ling Yu with a smile, gave him a big middle finger, and then left.
Ling Yu used all kinds of methods, but he couldn't stop Su Ziyang.
Even Su Ziyang's speed couldn't be reduced.
"You … …"
Ling Yu stood in the same place, incomparably mad.
… …
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