The Demon Emperor uttered a word, then flew towards Wu Zhengling.
Wu Zhengling's face was filled with rage. In his eyes, whether it was Yang Tian, the Demon King, or the Demon Emperor, they were all insignificant beings.
But now, a mere Demon Emperor was flying towards him, intending to kill him.
"You people simply don't know the meaning of death!"
Wu Zhengling roared furiously, and at this moment, his body transformed into three spirit clones.
These three spirit clones represented his Divine Thoughts.
"Tricks of a petty mage!"
The Demon Emperor's eyes were full of cold laughter; in her eyes, Wu Zhengling was nothing but garbage.
She reached out and pinched.
Then the three Divine Thoughts flew into the Demon Emperor's hand, she pinched them, and then pressed hard.
Bang!
The three Divine Thoughts turned into three Spirit Stones.
The three Spirit Stones were inscribed with the words: Powerful, Supreme, and Saint.
