I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

The demons were in charge of searching for the immortals in the dead star sea, and they keenly sensed the fluctuations in the void.

So a large number of demon masters began to fly towards the big star where Ye Nan and others were.

"I'm going to take the lead!"

The Great Elder walked out of the crowd.

These days, in order to protect the disciples of the Xianmeng, the elders fought one after another.

Although relying on his superb cultivation, he did not suffer any injuries.

But he is a practice technique, so the spiritual power in his body is running out these days.

Therefore, although the Great Elder was not injured, he could only exert two or three points of his peak strength.

Although there is still Ye Nan, a master of the Great Perfection of the Holy Emperor, but after all, he is not a member of the fairy clan.

As the Great Elder of the Immortal Clan, he would naturally do his part when an enemy came.

"Senior, let me come!"

"You go to help arrange the formation."

Ye Nan blocked the Great Elder's footsteps.

He had already noticed the situation on Gao Yuxiao's side.

At this time, Gao Yuxiao's cultivation was not even one out of ten, and it was very difficult to arrange the large teleportation formation.

At this time, fine beads of sweat could already be seen on her smooth forehead.

However, she knew that the fairy clan was in short supply of manpower, so she gritted her teeth and persisted.

"Then...you be careful!"

The Great Elder took a look at Gao Yuxiao who was already on the verge of collapse, and finally agreed to Ye Nan's proposal.

After all, now is not the time to be hypocritical and polite.

Ye Nan turned into a beam of sword light and flew out of the big star.

He stood still in the void, looking at the people of the demon race who kept gathering in front of him.

"This star has been listed as a forbidden area, trespassers..."

"die!"

Ye Nan's domineering voice resounded through the entire sea of ​​dead stars.

The demon masters who arrived first, although they were all Saint Emperor cultivators.

But among them, there is no master of the Great Perfection of the Holy Emperor.

But Ye Nan knew that the masters of the Holy Emperor Dzogchen would come over soon.

Even the old monster of the Holy Emperor of the Demon Race will appear.

Feeling Ye Nan's coercion, the demon master fell into an awkward silence for a while.

Nearly a hundred people stood quietly in the void.

For a moment, no one dared to take a step beyond the threshold.

Since the opponent didn't make a move, Ye Nan naturally wouldn't take the initiative to attack.

After all, his main task was to buy time for Gao Yuxiao to set up a teleportation formation, not to annihilate the invading enemies of the Demon Race.

"He's alone, don't we think he can't do it!"

Among the demons, a master of the seventh heaven of the Holy Emperor stepped forward at this time.

But just as his words fell, his head had already separated from his body.

Ye Nan swung the Zhuxian sword lightly, and a drop of warm blood dripped from the tip of the Zhuxian sword.

Feeling Ye Nan's terror, the demon master, who had already moved a little, shrank back again.

Although timid, it is shameful for a demon.

But there is only one life, and everything is empty after death.

However, these people did not do nothing, but joined hands to form a large formation in the void.

This large formation does not have any attacks, it is mainly to prevent the people of the fairy alliance in the big star from escaping.

These Demon Race Saint Emperors also sent out jade slips of letters.

Then the rest is to quietly wait for the arrival of the demon master.

Soon, a powerful figure flew out from the depths of the dead sea of ​​stars.

"It's Mo Ran from the Black Demons!"

Seeing that figure, the master of the Demon Race revealed a look of joy.

Mo Ran is a master of the Dzogchen realm of the Holy Emperor, and has been famous among the demons for many years.

It is a master who is worthy of the name among the demons.

"Moran Shenghuang, please punish this ignorant brat!"

The master of the Demon Race spoke, and the crowd automatically gave way to Mo Ran.

"Humph!"

Looking at the people of the demon race who have no courage and dignity in front of them, the Mo Ran Shenghuang snorted coldly.

Under Moran Shenghuang's powerful cultivation base, this cold snort was like a thunder.

In the dead sea of ​​stars, it reverberated for a long time.

Some holy emperors of the Demon Race whose cultivation base is not stable, even faltered for a while.

"The face of the demons has been completely lost by you!"

Looking at the crowd, Mo Ran looked angry.

The so-called people have to bow their heads under the low eaves.

Although Moran Shenghuang's posture is very arrogant, but he has the qualifications to be arrogant.

So even though the group of demons were very upset, there were flattering smiles on their faces.

"Watch me kill this lunatic!"

Moran's spiritual power surged all over his body, and a huge phantom of a demon god appeared behind him.

"Devil God Eight Forms!"

Seeing the huge phantom of the demon god covering the sky and the sun behind Mo Ran, all the demon emperors exclaimed.

The Demon God's Eight Forms is a unique skill among the demons that can keep pace with the magic power of the brilliant dragon.

"This Moran Holy Emperor truly lives up to his reputation!"

A demon saint emperor looked at the phantom of the demon god and sighed.

"Yes! That phantom of the demon god actually made me feel like kneeling down."

Another demon saint emperor echoed his words.

……

Seeing the amazement of many demon saint emperors, Mo Ran showed a proud look.

This time, the Demon Clan's action was led by that brat, Ghost King.

It can be said that Moran felt very uncomfortable.

A mud-legged boy from a small tribe of demons, how could he be able to hold great power.

He is Moran Shenghuang, who was born in the black demon clan of the demon royal family.

Become famous at a young age and sweep away the invincible opponents of her peers.

Only he is the best candidate for the commander of this operation.

He will be the next Sage Monarch of Demon Dao who will rule over the entire Demon Race.

Mo Ran looked at Ye Nan who was standing quietly in the void, showing a ferocious smile.

"I am dyed with ink, the Holy Emperor, and I am invincible in the world!"

Mo Ran drove the Demon God Eight Styles to suppress Ye Nan.

Seeing Mo Ran rushing towards him with murderous aura, Ye Nan performed his exercises.

A faint blue light rose from the Zhu Xian sword, it was not dazzling.

With a swing of the sword, Moran Shenghuang's galloping figure stopped.

"Moran Holy Emperor, invincible in the world!"

"Kid, die!"

"Your death is here!"

……

These demon saint emperors are not very courageous, but their ability to wave flags and shouts is invincible.

Although they were very upset by the attitude of Moran Shenghuang, they didn't mind selling him a favor.

After all, being able to form a good relationship with a candidate for the Demon Race Sage Monarch is beneficial to them and not harmful.

But they soon discovered the anomaly, because Moran Shenghuang hadn't moved for a long time in the void.

"Could it be that you fell asleep?"

"what's the situation?"

"Although your charging posture is very handsome, you don't have to keep it all the time, right?"

……

Question marks on the faces of the holy emperors of the demon race.

Moran Shenghuang seemed to have heard everyone's discussion, and then turned his head.

Seeing Mo Ran's movement of turning his head, the Demon Race Holy Emperor was terrified.

Because his head turned a full 180 degrees.

Boom!
The ink-stained head of the Holy Emperor rolled down in the void.

Looking at the previously invincible Mo Ran Shenghuang, his head fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The saint emperors who were originally waving their flags and shouting were like a duck being held by the neck.