Long Ming's Threat

Long Ming watched Mu Qing display his might. This place had been completely shrouded in lightning, the sight utterly staggering, with savage, blazing lightning tribulations everywhere.

He was shocked. Who was this man of the same race as him? Why did he wield such powerful lightning arts?

He even discovered that the other party was actually controlling inner demons in battle!

Though Mu Qing had not used every means at his disposal this time, he had still gone all out, consuming a great deal of energy within his body.

The formation formed by the ten inner demons was powerful, but unfortunately, they had run into Mu Qing.

In a short span of time, the ten inner demons were routed, all of them devoured by Mu Qing's Heavenly Restriction Bottle.

The number of inner demons in Mu Qing's hands was steadily growing. He could practically swagger through Mirror Buddha City sideways now.

Of course, the inner demons he controlled all bore injuries to varying degrees. Most were still seriously wounded and could not unleash their greatest strength.

After all, these inner demons were not Mu Qing. They did not possess the immense vitality of the Life Ancient Tree Seed.

Even if they could absorb Mu Qing's demonic qi to recover their wounds, that would still take time.

"Thank you."

Long Ming stepped forward to offer his thanks, all while continuously sizing Mu Qing up.

He was deeply puzzled. As a peak God Emperor expert, his status within the Dragonfolk was exceedingly high, yet he had never seen Mu Qing before.

That was what struck him as strange. So long as they were Dragonfolk at the God Emperor realm, he should certainly have known them all.

Long Ming's gaze naturally fell upon the Heavenly Restriction Bottle in Mu Qing's palm. Although Mu