"Demon Lord? Are you sure you're that good?"
Ning keyue stared at him coldly with a sneer on her face.
Yunxiao raised his head, and a cold gleam flickered in his eyes as he said, " "Woman, I can see that your strength is not bad. Be my servant, and I will grant you Supreme glory!"
"Pa!"
Yunxiao suddenly felt a huge force coming at him and slapping him in the face. He was immediately sent flying and slammed into the wall of the secret chamber, crying out in pain. He didn't know what material this secret room was made of, but there was actually no trace of it at all.
"Damn it, you ungrateful thing! I'm Xuanji."
"Pa!"
"Bang!"
He was sent flying again. No matter how strong his physical body was, he was still jolted dizzy.
The blow to his physical body was still alright, but the key was that as the Supreme demon master, he had already been slapped by this woman in succession. The blow to his soul was indescribable, and he could not remain calm.
