The devil King's disciple

ah, kid, just you wait! I'll make sure you die without a burial place!

Young lord Feng Lu roared and stood up to leave.

"Did I say you could leave? stay here obediently!"

Lu Ming reached out and grabbed young prince Feng Lu. He fell to the ground heavily. Then, he grabbed the other paragons who had been beaten up and piled them up into a small mountain.

These geniuses were all people of great origins. If they were allowed to leave, Lu Ming would definitely face revenge.

Therefore, Lu Ming had to think of a way to deal with the revenge. First of all, he could not let these people leave.

"You ... He's looking for death!"

"Let us go!"

The heaven's favorites roared.

"Are all the Saint Devil Empire's people like this? They would probably never be a match for the great void Holy dynasty!"

Lu Ming muttered.

BOOM! BOOM!

At this time, a powerful aura came from the sky. An expert had arrived.