Chapter two hundred and eighty eighth: The death of cultivating immortals one
Zheng Lin, Shangguan Leju, and Bai Yuntian all greeted them one after another, and the demon kings all politely returned the gift. Shangguan Leju and Bai Yuntian felt their faces light up, but they wisely chose to remain silent.
"Zheng Lin, thank you very much." Lord Fenghuang saluted and thanked Zheng Lin as soon as he came up.
Zheng Lin thought that Master Fenghuang meant that he had obtained the spirit spirit to awaken Xiao Ling, so he politely said: "This is what Zheng Lin should do. Senior Fenghuang must not thank me. This junior cannot bear it."
Several demon emperors showed appreciation for Zheng Lin's humble performance. Master Feng Huang shook his head and continued: "If it weren't for you, the rear of our demon clan would have been razed to the ground by Shi Xuan.
I just wanted to thank you for your generous action on behalf of several Demon Emperors. I just gave you this gift, and you deserve it."
Only then did Zheng Lin realize that he was thanking himself because he had solved the crisis at the rear of the demon clan, so he stopped being polite.
"Mother..." When Xiao Ling heard Zheng Lin calling the woman Lord Fenghuang, she knew that the woman was her mother. She couldn't help but rushed over and cried in Lord Fenghuang's arms.
"Niece Xiao Ling, you have become more and more beautiful after your rebirth." Lord Dragon Emperor was more easy-going, and he patted Xiao Ling's shoulder lovingly and teased.
Several other Demon Emperors also came over one after another to congratulate Xiao Ling on his early nirvana and rebirth. Xiao Ling replied politely one by one.
All the Demon Emperors, including Master Fenghuang, felt strange. In the past, Xiao Ling saw several people. If anyone dared to say more than a few words, they would be tortured by Xiao Ling. Today, Xiao Ling is so well-behaved, as if
It's like he's become a different person.
However, naturally no one dared to mention that Xiao Ling was their favorite Phoenix girl in the past.
"Who is this little brother?" A fair-faced demon emperor pointed at Xiao Hei in Zheng Lin's arms and asked in confusion. This demon emperor is the super beast Jade Qilin, the demon emperor of the Qilin clan, who has returned to the void.
With his later cultivation, he was extremely powerful. When both the Phoenix Emperor and the Dragon Emperor focused their attention on Princess Xiaoling, he felt the powerful fluctuations of skill coming from Xiao Hei's body, so he asked.
Zheng Lin smiled slightly and patted Xiao Hei. When Xiao Hei raised his little head, Zheng Lin said: "Xiao Hei, I came to meet some of the Demon Emperors."
Xiao Hei was not as naughty as before. He turned his head and called several demon emperors a few times. He folded his two little paws into fists and shook them lightly. He was really saluting like a human monk.
mean.
Several demon emperors were amused and laughed heartily. The Qilin demon emperor continued: "Such a powerful mutated beast is the only one our demon clan has seen in countless years. I am afraid that its strength is no longer inferior to the few of us. If this little
Brother Hei and little brother Zheng Lin will help our demon clan, and our demon clan may not have the chance to return to the prosperous cultivation world."
After hearing this, several Demon Emperors all focused their attention on Zheng Lin and Xiao Hei, while Sister Xiao Ling escaped from Master Feng Huang's arms, took Zheng Lin's arm again, and said coquettishly: "Of course
Yeah, brother Zheng Lin must be on our side, otherwise, he wouldn’t risk his life to fight those abominable god cultivators in the hinterland of the demon clan. Right? Brother Zheng Lin.”
After Xiao Ling finished speaking, she raised her head and stared at Zheng Lin with her beautiful eyes, as if to say: If you dare to say no, I am not done with you.
Zheng Lin didn't have any position in the first place. No matter what aspect he considered, he would stand on the side of the Phoenix Clan who were kind to him. The Phoenix Clan definitely shared the honor and disgrace with the entire Monster Clan, so Zheng Lin naturally needed to lend a helping hand to the Monster Clan.
As for Xiao Hei, it has no position. It will support Zheng Lin unconditionally wherever he stands. Even if Zheng Lin asks him to deal with the demon clan, he will still rush forward without frowning.
Except for the Heaven-Slaying Demon Palace, Zheng Lin is not friends with anyone. Even if he is on the side of the demon clan, it is no big deal. Thinking of this, Zheng Lin said to the demon kings: "Seniors, please don't worry, Zheng Lin and
Xiao Hei will never forget the kindness of the demon clan."
Although Zheng Lin spoke vaguely, several Demon Emperors could understand the meaning and could not help but reveal a trace of relaxation and joy.
Originally, several demon kings came here to join in the fun and act according to the opportunity. If the other forces did not fight and completely lose all their strength, the demon clan would have no hope of plotting against the prosperous cultivation world. But with two people like Zheng Lin and Xiao Hei.
The situation is different for top players.
While a few people were talking, the demon clan leader Zur over there was already fighting with the Eight Tribulations Sanxian who was holding a top-grade sword with explosive skills. The army of millions of demons also attacked the mountain gate of Dunjia Sect without any scruples. Countless Dunjia Sect disciples
Together with the Sanxian, they worked hard to resist.
In the distant starry sky, the army of cultivators is still as it was when they first arrived, with strict military discipline and motionless as a mountain.
The demon army was like a green tide, rushing towards the mountain gate of Dunjia Sect. Over a hundred scattered immortals held magic weapons to block the front, while behind them there were countless disciples who used high-level and top-level magic talismans to attack the demons rushing at the front.
The demon clan fought countless battles with the human cultivators. The level 6 demons were severely damaged, and their attacks were too single. They actually ended up in a stalemate with the human cultivators. For a while, no one could defeat the other.
And high in the sky, the fight between Demon Clan Chief Zur and the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal was a dark one.
Although Zuer's divine power has subsided, the power of the seven-colored magic stick has not diminished at all. A casual wave will cause the space to shatter. The violent momentum directly suppresses the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal Immortal Yuan and blocks it. He wants to vent but fails.
It's because I don't dare to exert my strength and fight hard.
The seven-colored magic stick had obviously been sacrificed by Zuer for many years, but the top-quality fairy sword in the hands of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal had just recognized its owner. At this time, the cooperation between the fairy weapon and the monks could not match at all, so it was at a disadvantage.
The power of the best immortal weapon is actually not much worse than the divine weapon in Zul's hand. Furthermore, the immortal energy in the body of the Eight Tribulations Sanxian is very well integrated with the best fairy sword, and it can exert at least one-third of the power of the best fairy sword.
The power comes.
Even if Zul masters the divine weapon, he can only exert less than one ten thousandth of its power. In terms of magical weapons, Zul cannot take advantage at all, and he still has a small disadvantage. Of course, there is not yet
It is reflected, but as long as a period of time passes and the top-quality immortal sword and the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal are completely in tune with each other, the edge of the top-quality fairy sword will inevitably surpass the colorful magic stick.
Just as the sky and the ground were fighting fiercely, another huge team arrived in the starry sky. After getting closer, Zheng Lin and several Demon Emperors could see that they were still cultivators. In the starry sky, this group
An army of cultivators spread tens of thousands of kilometers. Although it was not neat and concentrated, its number was larger than the demon clan's million-strong army.
"These cultivators should be an army of top sects gathered nearby. Since the teleportation array here cannot be used, they teleported to several nearby planets across the starry sky. Now the defeat of the demon clan is doomed. I
I think the Fourth Palace of Demonic Dao will be here soon." Lord Feng Huang looked at the endless reinforcements of cultivating immortals and said with a natural expression.