I Am the Fifth of the Four Demon Kings

Chapter 62

"Oh? who are you? Are they looking for foreign aid? "

Seeing Lu Ming come out, the Bishop's face shows a strange color.

He can be sure that he has never met Lu Ming, one of the two most powerful people under the Archbishop of Morrel. He has never met Lu Ming, which means that he is not a member of their church.

More importantly, he couldn't see through the man's ability.

"Well, if you dare to stand for them, you will regret it."

However, the bishop still gave Lu Ming a cold Snort and didn't give him any good looks,

Since the bishop gained new strength, he has never lost.

You need to know the ability of blood, but the more powerful he is, the greater his role will be. Today, he is no longer the object of his admiration, whether he is today's pope or the four great demons,

He believes that if he shows that power, these people who once stood on his head will be crushed to death by him, not to mention the unknown man in front of him.

"Get rid of him quickly!"

The bishop looks at the youngsters on the court. Up to now, the bishop thinks that his subordinates will not lose, even if he is the weakest one on his side.

The youngsters on the court nodded in the face of their Bishop's orders. When they looked at Lu Ming, their expression became a little ferocious.

Under the influence of the bishops and the demonic blood hidden in their bones, today's juvenile mentality has changed a lot, becoming more violent than ordinary people.

But before he had time to do it, he suddenly felt a sense of oppression when facing Lu Ming who was getting closer to him.

"What's the matter..."

The young man clenched his teeth and his breathing became heavier. He suddenly found that with Lu Ming's approach, his whole body became heavier and heavier.

When Lu Ming came to him, the boy found that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them at all.

Obviously, after stimulating his blood, his own strength increased greatly, and his body didn't know how many times lighter.

What happened

The young man had such a thought in his head. Later, he was surprised to find that Lu Ming had already stood in front of him, but he still couldn't see the man's appearance. His vision didn't know when it became blurred, and he could only see a figure as if it were nothing.

"Well, it's a good performance. I can bear the pressure from my blood."

Lu Ming was slightly surprised to see the young man.

After the demons grow up to level 800, they will be automatically transferred to a demon king. No matter whether this person is really the demon king in charge of the demons, he will gain a skill of blood oppression.

This skill is only effective for the demons. It has always been the foundation for the demons to command the demons. With it, they can freely oppress the whole demons with the momentum of the demons. Even the pure demons will kneel down without resistance in the face of the tyranny of the demons.

Even the lower level ones will directly explode and die after oppressing the blood of the demon king.

Lu Ming just used this skill, of course, he only released a small throw, even the bishop standing far away did not feel it.

But now he has the strength of level 1000. Even level 600 demons may not be able to survive under the pressure of his blood.

However, such a sense of oppression from him didn't make the boy fall down. So Lu Ming couldn't help reaching out and patting the boy on the shoulder

"It's very good. I've been so resilient since I was young. It's a pity that I was born of the wrong race."

The last sentence Lu Ming said in his ears, so that the bishops and knights on one side didn't hear what Lu Ming was saying.

They only see that the form on the court is very strange at the moment. The boy who used to be a bully in Raj's hands suddenly lost all his momentum, let alone fighting with Lu Ming. He was even so close to the brave man and was patted on the shoulder by the other side.

"What are you doing! Don't do it

Compared with the curiosity of the knights, the bishop is very worried. These men are all the experimental objects that Lord Morrel has successfully cultivated at the expense of some unknown talents. If one is killed accidentally, how can he explain to Lord Morrel?

It's a much more serious crime than letting the Knights run away.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that just after he said these words, Lu Ming on the field slowly put away his hand on the teenager's shoulder. The next moment, the whole body of the teenager collapsed.

As if all the bones had been emptied, his body fell on the ground without any shape, lying in a soft ball, his tongue outstretched, his eyes turned, and his breath was gone. His death was extremely strange.

Lu Ming nodded, thinking that it was almost the same. Even if the boy could resist his own pressure, he was afraid that he would not be much better. The collapse of his whole body was just a little bit worse.

Just now, his hand was the last straw to crush each other. After putting it on, the whole body of the young man was crushed and fell down as Lu Ming imagined.

On the other hand, both the bishops and the knights were unbelievable when they saw the death of the boy.

"How, how possible! What did you do? "

The bishop roared out in a shrill voice. The young man was dead, and Lord Morrel would not let him go.

Not to mention that, the means displayed by the man in front of him gave the bishop unprecedented pressure.

He didn't know how the other party killed his subordinates. It was impossible to let the other party die just by touching.

What's more strange is that the boy didn't move before, which made him wonder whether Lu Ming had already done it at that time.

What did he do

The Bishop's mind turned sharply. Looking at Lu Ming who was walking towards him, he felt a kind of unprecedented panic.

It's the first time that he has seen such a difficult ability since he gained new strength. Even his previous thought that he was almost invincible collapsed.

"Tell me, where is your Archbishop?"

Lu Ming went up to the bishop, and did not use too much pressure, intended to ask this question clearly.

The bishop also seemed to feel the stuffy feeling coming from his chest. As soon as he stopped breathing, he bit his teeth and said:

"You can't get any information from me!"

He knew that he might still have a chance to live if he didn't tell the Archbishop's information, but if he did, the Archbishop would not let him go. He could think of his own miserable end.

"Well, I'll look for it myself."

Lu Ming said as if nothing had happened. The next second, the Bishop's pupils suddenly shrank. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed his neck in pain, and kept struggling.

"You, what did you do..."

Bishop, he looked at Lu Ming with wide eyes. He could feel that his body was suddenly out of control, and a strong fear was rising in his heart. The fear was suffocating. His eyes were all turned out, and he looked very terrible.

"It's the pressure of blood. Thank you for the demon blood hidden in your body..."

Lu Ming stood beside the bishop and answered softly in a voice only they could hear.