The righteous female cultivator loves to act coquettishly, while the demon empress is very arrogant

"This is...the Scythe of Judgment!"

"Are you An Ming?!" Ran Bing couldn't hide his surprise.

The waving of the sickle stopped, the black flames burning crazily in An Ming's eyes suddenly weakened, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

But the next moment, the sickle waved again, and the attack was even more fierce than before!

With Ran Bing's Black Emperor Staff in hand, he heard a crisp "zheng" sound, and when the magic weapons met, the passage exploded!

An Ming's body involuntarily took three steps back, and then stopped!

The black flame in his eyes ignited again in an instant, and with it, the sickle in his hand!

Ran Bing's spirit was shaken, he let go of his hands and feet, and fought with An Ming!

When she left, An Ming had the cultivation of a king demon. Now hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and he has finally advanced from a king demon to a destroyer demon!

(Cultivation levels of demons in the upper demon world: San Mo (also known as Heavenly Demon), True Demon, Yuan Demon, Xuan Demon, King Demon, Destruction Demon, Divine Demon, Lord of Darkness)

For a moment, the originally chaotic passage was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

In the boundless darkness, Ran Bing and An Ming were like two bright stars, colliding and confronting each other.

The Scythe of Judgment in An Ming's hand carries the breath of death with every swing, splitting the void.

The Black Emperor's Staff also exudes deep dark energy, and the blood-colored luster in the ruby ​​​​on the staff's head seems to have been sealed for thousands of years.

The two demons fought, the space shook, cracks spread like spider webs, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged crazily, forming small storms!

Ran Bing knew that An Ming seemed to be controlled by someone and lost his mind at this time, so she had to fight quickly.

"Ye Mo, help me!" A strong black air came out of Ran Bing's sleeves. The black air entered the void and instantly turned into a foggy black dragon.

Now Ye Mo's appearance has also changed a lot.

Although the body is made of black mist, if you look carefully, you can see that the body of a dark dragon is looming in the mist.

There are protruding black bone spurs on Ye Mo's huge body!

These bone spurs make Ye Mo's posture look ferocious and domineering, as if he is the strongest being in the world, which is intimidating!

Ye Mo's appearance quickly turned the situation one-sided.

After Ye Mo appeared, An Ming was defeated without sustaining a few moves, and was tightly restrained by Ye Mo.

Ran Bing picked up An Ming's dropped weapon, looked at it, and then looked at An Ming.

The flames in An Ming's eyes were still burning brightly, and he looked ferocious as he kept struggling.

Ran Bing stretched out his finger and touched the magic pattern on An Ming's forehead.

After a moment, the flame in An Ming's eyes extinguished, gradually revealing a pair of clear blue pupils.

Seeing these pupils, Ran Bing frowned slightly.

An Ming finally calmed down, and the aura on his body receded, looking very weak.

"An Ming... look who I am..." The magic lines on Ran Bing's forehead flickered, exuding streaks of demonic energy.

An Ming's pupils began to focus, and his somewhat dull face finally had an expression.

He couldn't hide his excitement, and his voice was no longer cold, and even trembled slightly, "You...who are you!?"

Even he himself had almost forgotten the name An Ming. No one except that person remembered it, and no one knew it!

Ran Bing took a deep breath and took out the upgraded version of the Black Emperor Staff without speaking.

Seeing the Black Emperor Staff, An Ming's pupils shrank and he stared quietly at the magic pattern on Ran Bing's forehead.

An Ming's breathing began to become rapid, and his chest heaved, "Is it you? Are you back?"

After a moment, An Ming's tall body knelt directly on the ground.

"Subordinates, please see your Lord!"

"Lord, you are finally back!"

An Ming looked excited and had so much to say that it got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a single word.

At this moment, the magic pattern on An Ming's forehead flashed, and his expression changed, looking extremely painful.

An Ming was kneeling on the ground and fell to the side, clutching the collar of his chest tightly with both hands. He opened his mouth in pain, but could not make a sound. He looked like a dying fish.

Ran Bing's expression changed, "Jia Mo Seal!"

The Jia Mo Seal is a very high-level demonic forbidden technique that is used to control subordinates. If the subordinates violate the master's wishes, the Jia Mo Seal will occur.

During the attack, there will be bone-breaking and heart-breaking pain, which will make the victim worse than dead.

The higher the cultivation level, the more severe the pain.

She quickly formed a seal with her hands and tapped An Ming's chest a few times. An Ming's pain immediately eased, but the sweat on Ran Bing's forehead became even more.

Performing this technique consumes a lot of magic power.

"Lord! No!"

Ran Bing wanted to continue, but was stopped by An Ming who had recovered, "My lord, please don't waste your demonic energy... Subordinates... Subordinates, please hold on!"

"Who is it?" Ran Bing's voice was calm, and no emotion could be heard at all.

"It's the gods and demons... Cheng Yin!" An Ming said with difficulty, and his expression became even worse after he finished speaking.

"He is really the same trash as always..." Ran Bing's tone was full of disdain.

It has been hundreds of thousands of years, and he has yet to reach the threshold of the Lord of Darkness.

Give him a chance, he will be useless! (Loose Demon, True Demon, Yuan Demon, Mysterious Demon, King Demon, Destruction Demon, Divine Demon, Lord of Darkness)

Ran Bing glanced at An Ming's blue skin, raised his eyes and said, "You...what's going on?"

When Ran Bing saw An Ming, he didn't recognize him at first because An Ming's appearance had changed so much.

Not to mention his appearance, even the magic patterns are very different. If it weren't for his weapons, Ran Bingzhen might not be able to recognize him.

An Ming's change was not only in appearance, but also in the demonic energy in his body. It was completely different from before.

Like the immortals, the demons in the demon world also have unique demon marks on their bodies.

Generally, demons who are familiar with each other can recognize each other through their demon seals no matter how their appearance changes.

But An Ming, even the demon seal in his body, has completely changed.

It can be said that today's An Ming is completely transformed and has become a completely different demon.

He was thinking about what to say, but there seemed to be a force that restrained him, preventing him from uttering even a single word.

"Is it...the secret technique of reshaping the demon soul?!" Ran Bing searched for such a forbidden technique of the demon clan from his memory.

An Ming nodded.

Ran Bing's hand clenched tightly for a moment.

That's great. It's great that Cheng Yin dared to treat the people she left behind like this.

The secret technique of reshaping the demon soul belongs to the secret tradition of the demon clan, and can only be performed by demons who are above the level of gods and demons.

This technique is to separate the demon soul from the body and reshape its body and soul, so that the demon is completely transformed into a completely different person.