"Oh!
You're quite capable, we twelve demon generals lost a clone before our true bodies even arrived.
Looks like there are still a few decent clans on the Black Tortoise Continent! "
True Demon looked at Zhang Xing and knew that this was the person fighting against Le Tu.
But he was dismissive of Zhang Xing.
How old was this kid, how could he have any fighting strength?
Better to capture that blue-faced beastman and drink his blood.
Thinking of this, True Demon licked his lips.
"Clone?"
Le Tu, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly had a look of ecstasy on his face.
So the one we summoned was only a clone of Lord Demon God.
I knew it, the Demon Clan can't be so weak.
The other elders of the Totem clan were also overjoyed.
Their clones were already so powerful, if their true bodies came, who would be a match for the Lord Demon Gods?
"It's just a clone, I'll only pay more attention to you when your true bodies come."
Zhang Xing was disdainful.
"The blue-faced kid who killed our demon general, come out and spar with me.
As long as you can take three of my moves, I'll spare your life. "
True Demon put his hands behind his back and spoke with a look of contempt.
Saint curled his lips, narrowed his eyes, and turned his head to the side.
It was obvious that he looked down on True Demon even more.
"True Demon, your words are like farts, no one will believe you.
Besides, you might not even be able to take three of my boss's moves alive. "
"Your boss?
Who? "
True Demon looked around, but didn't find anyone with a powerful aura.
"Idiot, do you have eyes for breathing?
My boss is standing right in front of you! "
Saint glanced at True Demon.
"Him?"
True Demon didn't react to the word idiot.
It was unknown if he really didn't know what it meant or if he was pretending not to know.
Or maybe he disdained to be angry.
He looked at Zhang Xing and shook his head.
Zhang Xing was as calm as still water, there wasn't a trace of extraordinary aura coming from his body.
In True Demon's eyes, he was a delicacy that could be sucked dry at any time.
Even if he used some technique to hide his aura, there was no need to worry.
How powerful could a Beastman who was not even twenty years old be?
"True Demon, I'm very curious. How much of your main body's cultivation does this clone of yours have?"
Zhang Xing suddenly asked.
"Eight or nine points … Ugh!"
The True Demon subconsciously replied, but he immediately shut his mouth after saying those three words.
What a cunning orc.
But even if they knew, it didn't matter. They were going to die anyway.
"Alright, I won't waste time with you. Let's taste your blood first."
The True Demon waved his hand and grabbed at Zhang Xing.
"Haha!
A mere clone dares to be so arrogant in front of me? Even if your true body were here, I wouldn't put you in my eyes. "
When Zhang Xing finished speaking, the True Demon's claw was still slowly moving forward.
A look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
Even after exhausting all his magic power, it was still so slow.
Everyone from the Totem Clan and the Beast Clan had looks of surprise on their faces.
"What is Lord True Demon doing?
Are you doing this in slow motion on purpose? "
"It's very likely that Lord True Demon is playing with that brat!"
"…"
Playing with your sister!
The True Demon was so depressed that he wanted to die.
When the True Demon's arm was within ten meters of Zhang Xing.
Suddenly, he felt as if he had entered a ten-thousand-year-old swamp.
Every inch his arm advanced, he had to expend a tremendous amount of strength.
He knew that it wasn't a swamp, but an aura.
The people of the Black Tortoise Continent called aura a domain.
The Demon Clan called it a Demon Domain!
And to have an aura with a radius of ten meters was enough to be called a domain.
Only these twelve Demon Generals could spread their auras to within half a meter of their bodies.
It couldn't be considered a Demon Domain!