"Sect Leader Ming! What is your intention?"
The Nine-tailed Demoness suddenly shrieked, "Do you intend to secretly control the lineage of the Youlan Mountain Range?"
"Noisy!"
Ming Lingchuan pointed his sword finger, and the Nine-tailed Demoness was struck as if by lightning, with three of her eighteen fox tails instantly scorched.
This fox spirit knows too much!
If it were not inappropriate for the location, Ming Lingchuan would have killed the demon to silence her.
"Sect Leader Ming, calm your anger!"
The white-bearded elder hurriedly tried to mediate, "Since the Taotie Race is willing to emerge, we should treat them with courtesy."
Ming Lingchuan's words carried strength a hundred times greater than those of Li Yunjing!
With just a few words, both the Taotie Race and the seven Demon Kings seemed to yield.
This is the majesty of a sect hierarch.
Li Yunjing watched and nodded inwardly; this is a true figure of influence!
