He looked anxious and wanted to go forward and pull him away. However, when the powerful pressure from Fengjiu and the Demon Lord was released, they could not get close even if they tried their best.
At this moment, they realized that even though they were considered rare strong men in the sect and outside, facing the strong men at the level of Immortal Emperor and the strong men like the Demon Lord who possessed unfathomable strength, they were like newborn babies with no threat and combat effectiveness.
"Ajiu! Stop fighting! Go!"
Ning Lang shouted again, and seeing that she was still standing in the air as if ready to fight again, his heart couldn't help but be lifted up again.
What's wrong with her? This is not like her usual style! If she knew she couldn't win before, she would have slipped away earlier, but today she fought with the demon lord again and again. If she continues like this, he is really afraid that her body will not be able to bear it.
Song Ming, Duan Ye and Luo Fei all pursed their lips. They didn't say anything. They just stood there and watched. Even though they were anxious and worried, they could only watch.
"Why don't you persuade her? Let her leave quickly? If she continues like this, she will die!" Ning Lang said anxiously while looking at the three people around him.
Duan Ye and Luo Fei looked solemn but didn't say anything. Song Ming sighed and said, "It's not that we don't want to persuade her, but we know that she won't leave."
He looked at Ning Lang who looked anxious, and said in a deep voice: "She knows that as long as she leaves, everyone here will be killed."
Song Ming's eyes moved to the black-robed Demon Lord and said, "This Demon Lord's strength is unfathomable. Even Feng Jiu, who is at the level of the Immortal Emperor, finds it difficult to resist him. If Feng Jiu escapes, won't he vent all his anger on these people? Even if all the people of the Xingyun Immortal Sect come out, they can't withstand the demon lord's rage."
Hearing this, Ning Lang was startled, and then reacted in a moment. No wonder she would retreat when she saw something was wrong before, but today, she stayed tight, even though her body was covered in blood, she refused to leave. It turned out that she knew that once she left, everyone here would be killed. Perhaps, not only the people here, but more people would die because of this demon lord...
"What should we do? Are we just going to watch? She is no match for the Demon Lord!" Ning Lang was anxious and confused, with no idea what to do.
"I don't know what to do. Looking across this continent, who else has the ability to fight the Demon Lord?" Song Ming murmured, completely at a loss.
After all, this Demon Lord is no ordinary strong man. He is the supreme ruler of the demon clan and was recognized as a strong man by many famous cultivators on this continent a hundred years ago. Who has the ability to fight him
“Hahahahahahaha!”
The demon lord laughed loudly towards the sky, and a powerful pressure spread from the laughter, turning into circles of sound waves that spread in the air. The pressure in the voice and the powerful breath were so strong that even the people below were shocked so much that their hearts and ears hurt so much, as if their blood was about to burst out of their bodies.
There were constant wailing sounds, cries of pain and screams from below. Everyone covered their ears and retreated. The weaker ones fell to the ground and died with blood oozing from their seven orifices...
Looking at Feng Jiu's icy face, the Demon Lord's laughter suddenly stopped. He stared at her and said word by word: "Follow me, I can release the people here!"