Di Lingtian's thin lips curled up slightly, and there was countless elegance in his chuckle.
"Humph, Di Lingtian, on my territory, I advise you to restrain yourself."
Luo Chen held the trump card in his hand and showed no signs of panic.
Luo Chen's sleeves flicked, and nine giant arrows hundreds of meters long, carrying the power of a powerful light source, came towards Di Lingtian and Jun Mohuang.
"Tsk, it's the same old thing again, can there be something new?"
Jun Mohuang couldn't help but pout when he saw Luo Chen using nine more giant arrows.
The nine giant arrows are polished from crystal stones in the crystal pool.
It was the weapon Luo Chen used outside the City of Demons three months ago.
Of course, Luo Chen must use it every time he goes into battle during these three months.
It seems that Luo Chen, the divine king of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, is quite poor.
In the sky above the demon army, Di Lingtian's long fingers quickly formed extremely complicated hand seals.
Following his movements, countless black demonic energies rose into the sky.
Jun Mohuang pulled the thread of rules and cooperated with Di Lingtian.
In an instant, the spiritual energy in the air shook, and all the arrows from the light source, including Luo Chen's nine giant arrows, turned into powder.
"Okay, woman named Jun, now I will give you some new ideas."
Luo Chen smiled coldly and flicked his sleeves angrily.
A young woman floated out from behind Luo Chen.
The woman has black hair like ink and gentle and beautiful facial features.
She closed her eyes slightly, folded her hands on her chest, her face was peaceful, and she fell into a deep sleep.
"The God of the Heavenly Spirit Realm is really good at what he does!"
The moment Jun Mohuang saw this woman, his pupils shrank and emotions surged in his heart.
Mo Yang showed her the portrait, and Jun Mohuang immediately recognized this woman as her mother.
Mo Yang and her had previously speculated that her mother was trapped in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, but she didn't expect it to be true.
What Jun Mohuang didn't expect was that Luo Chen actually knew her identity.
With the Dragon Emperor's mark as a cover, she didn't think Luo Chen would know about the blood relationship between her and the Black Ink Clan.
She really underestimated Luo Chen.
Di Lingtian immediately squeezed Jun Mohuang's hand.
"My methods are naturally inferior to those of the Dragon Emperor. I stood in the face of others and charmed the Demon Emperor of the Nine Netherworld."
Luo Chen hummed, his eyes full of lust.
He has been unhappy with this woman for a long time.
For three months, every time Luo Chen went into battle, he had to face Jun Mohuang and Di Lingtian who cooperated tacitly.
In a fight, both of them would be beaten into a situation where they were spoiling each other. Who would be able to bear it
Jun Mohuang also had the same face as the girl in white, and Luo Chen even had the ridiculous thought of why Jun Mohuang couldn't be his woman.
This woman is a vixen and a scourge, and she must be completely killed here.
"Tell me, Luo Chen, what do you really want."
Di Lingtian's big hand held Jun Mohuang's entire small hand.
His hands were dry and warm, as safe as his arms.
Jun Mohuang's heart instantly calmed down.
"It's very simple, hand over this woman, and then, Di Lingtian, lead your demon army out of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and transfer more than half of the Nine Netherworld to the Heavenly Spirit Realm."
"Otherwise, I will kill this woman's mother."
Luo Chen flipped his wrist, and a sharp dagger swiped across the skin of his neck, causing a stream of blood to flow out.
The sleeping woman didn't react at all and was still sleeping peacefully.
"Don't you love this woman very much? I want to see if your feelings for her are serious or just for fun."
(End of chapter)