Ye Ning said: "The Nightmare King? I didn't expect that the first one to be born was your cannibal tribe! It seems that it was reasonable for you to be able to avoid the joint pursuit of the Nightmare and Human races back then."

The King of Eater Nightmare said: "You brat, you know a lot. Haha, I am interested in you and have decided not to eat you. However, how about you submit to me and become my slave?"

“Whimsical!”

The Nightmare King seemed unwilling to give up, and said with a strange smile: "Boy, since you recognize my identity, you should understand the benefits of being my slave! I think back then, there were not many human slaves under my throne, and all of them had their own unique characteristics.

The cultivation of a saint, haha."

"Bah!" Xue Yilan couldn't stand the look of the Nightmare King, and cursed: "Old thief, in the beginning, you should have exterminated your clan!"

King Xiangmao's face changed and he said: "Hmph, our clan's innate magical power is to devour others and strengthen ourselves. What's wrong with that? Even if there is a mistake, it is God's fault. Go find God! Yes, find it.

Your God of Creation! You human race call yourself a gentleman, but you still eat weak monsters. How are you different from me? The weak eat the strong. This is the best principle in the world!"

"you……"

The words of the Nightmare King left Xue Yilan speechless.

Ye Ning said with a smile: "Don't be arrogant. If God has given you the power of devouring, he will definitely deprive you of it in other aspects. If Ye remembers correctly, there seems to be a huge loophole in the aristocratic clan! As long as the monks have mastered it.

This kind of loophole can easily kill you!"

King Xiangmao's expression changed drastically, as if he was suddenly stabbed to death by Ye Ning. After a moment, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, saying: "Haha, brat, I am becoming more and more interested in you! You can tell me

Yes, there is indeed a big flaw hidden in the bodies of the people of our clan, and this flaw was not a secret in the early days! But, why is our clan still immortal? Haha, God is fair!"

Ye Ning said harshly: "Quia! Your flaw is under your armpits! As long as you get hit hard, you will definitely die!"

King Xiangmao said: "Yes, that brat is right! But with my extremely mysterious speed, can you attack my armpit?"

Ye Ning smiled and said: "Really? Others may not know the reason, but Ye knows it clearly! The hearts of you, the cannibal tribe of the Nightmare tribe, grow under your armpits! Hum, you are just a group of monster beasts

Even inferior creatures!"

"How presumptuous!" After hearing these words, the Nightmare King was furious, and even his constantly moving figure came to a standstill.

What Ye Ning wants is for him to be furious!

He secretly sent a message to Xue Yilan, saying: "Do it!"

Almost at the same time, he immediately used the Heaven-Shrouding Palm! Immediately, a force of chaos spread out and instantly enveloped the position of the Nightmare King.

There are two kinds of innate magical powers of the Nightmare cannibal tribe, one is the art of devouring, and the other is the art of teleportation. The general people of the cannibal tribe can only inherit one of them, and the Nightmare King is the only remaining member of the cannibal tribe.

A king must be proficient in both! Therefore, Ye Ning deliberately provoked him to distract him when he was furious, so that his natural teleportation skills would have gaps!

This gap is enough to kill!

After Ye Ning was promoted to a saint, the power of the Heaven-Shielding Palm was even greater, comparable to a top-grade holy weapon with full firepower. The area around the location of the Nightmare King was instantly pulled away, forming a vacuum. Like broken glass, it made a "crackling" sound.
Chapter completed!