The battle between the artifacts and spirits failed, but the collision of the artifacts themselves caused smoke again.
However, the materials used in refining the Life Lock are all extraordinary, but they are not comparable to that of the folding fan.
After an hour-long collision, the life lock was not damaged at all, but the folding fan was shattered.
The main body was shattered, and the folding fan weapon spirit immediately weakened, and was instantly swallowed by the life lock weapon spirit.
The Life Lock Tool Spirit touched his belly and burped in a humane manner. Then his figure began to grow slowly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a little boy who looked like seven or eight years old.
The life-lock weapon spirit swept a circle in the air, waved his hand and drove the life-lock body into Zheng Lin's Dantian. He also sank into Zheng Lin's body dizzily, then got into the life-lock, and began to fall asleep.
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The divine weapon of his destiny was completely scrapped, and the monk in the god-refining stage turned pale for a moment, and a few streaks of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. He could not have imagined that there were actually divine weapons in the world of immortality that could produce such a powerful weapon spirit.
Zheng Lin teleported to Xiao Ling and several demon emperors with Xiao Hei. The demon emperors all looked surprised and looked at Xiao Hei with slight concern. After Xiao Hei's strength was completely exposed, the demon emperors
It is certain that Xiao Hei is the most important weight in the negotiations of the demon clan.
Taking another look at the battlefield, Dunjia Star was already in a mess. The tens of millions of immortal cultivators were now less than a million. However, there were still six loose immortals who took elixirs and held immortal treasures, so their peak strength was not greatly affected.
The demon clan is relatively miserable. The army of millions of demons now has only nearly a thousand fourth- and fifth-level demons and the only remaining five sixth-level demons. Zul's face has been twitching, obviously very worried.
Feeling distressed.
The Cultivator of Gods and the Fourth Palace of Demons fare slightly better, with two-thirds of their personnel lost, and the remaining one-third are all masters. Their overall strength is well preserved, but their numbers still do not dominate.
Looking at the demon clan again, several demon kings all had evil smiles on their faces. Although they were the only ones here, everyone knew that the demon clan army suffered the least setback. If war breaks out again, I am afraid that none of them can withstand the demon clan's attack.
, this is still not counting Xiao Hei.
At this time, the Dragon King suddenly flew to an open place and said loudly: "We have fought before, and everyone knows their own strength. There is no need to suffer any more unnecessary losses. It is better to find a place to sit down.
Let’s talk about it, shall we?”
After everyone heard this, they felt a little unwilling and dissatisfied with the demon tribe reaping the benefits. However, what the Dragon Emperor said was reasonable and everyone could no longer continue to fiddle with it. Peace talks were inevitable.
The god-refining stage monk spoke first and expressed his willingness to negotiate, while Helian Qianxun also agreed on behalf of the Fourth Palace of Demonic Dao. However, everyone's eyes focused on the few loose immortals on the planet.
After some deliberation and discussion, the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal from the Dunjia Sect came out and said, "Let's talk here."
The Dragon King smiled, and landed on the planet together with several demon kings, Zheng Lin, and Xiao Ling. The god-refining monk and Miss Shuanghua, representing the god-cultivating family, also followed. Helian Qianxun and Can Feng also landed one after another.
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Demon leader Zul snorted coldly. Although he did not invite it, it was not far behind and flew straight to the surface of the planet.
The armies of various forces are still gathering in the starry sky and are on standby. As long as the peace talks cannot succeed, the fighting will continue.
Dunjia Sect was already in ruins, and there was no complete building to be found. Everyone was a top expert, so naturally they didn’t mind where to negotiate. They randomly found an untouched small island, and everyone stood at the foot of a mountain peak.
It was decided, and the peace talks began.
The first person to speak was the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal of the Dunjia Sect. At this time, he had returned to his Taoist immortal appearance. He brushed his beard and said: "Everyone knows what is going on in this battle. Please tell me your conditions.
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The Demon Clan had the biggest advantage and was also the most powerful at this time. Naturally, the Dragon Emperor was the first to speak. He said: "My Demon Clan has been oppressed in the Wild Star Territory for many years. The Demon Emperors of all generations have had one wish, which is to lead the people to regain their independence.
Entering the prosperous cultivation world. Our conditions are not high. There are countless prosperous cultivation star regions. Currently, the prosperous cultivation star region is close to the demon clan star region. We demon clan only need to divide it into ten."
"What?" The Dunjia Sect Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal suddenly exclaimed, and the other leaders of the forces also frowned. The area of the ten prosperous star fields is so vast, it is almost equivalent to a quarter of the entire prosperous cultivation world. The Dragon King
To divide such a large area of the star field as soon as you open your mouth is not like a lion's big mouth.
However, in view of the powerful strength of the demon clan at this time, even if no one wanted to, they did not dare to veto it outright.
"What about you? Let's talk about it. The prosperous cultivation world is only so big. Don't be too greedy. We, the top cultivating sects, are not afraid of another war. At worst, we will all be destroyed!" Dunjia Sect's Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal said in an unkind tone.
"Haha, my Demonic Fourth Palace has been suppressed in four galaxies. It doesn't even cover the area of a star field. Our appetite is not big. We only want four prosperous star fields. You can watch the rest.
Let’s do it.” Helian Qianxun said with a smile, and after finishing speaking, he couldn’t help but glance at Zheng Lin.
Everyone heard Helian Qianxun's words clearly and felt they were reasonable, and no one expressed any objection.
"Our cultivating god family doesn't have many members, and we can't take care of them if we go too far in the star field. I have the same conditions as Miss Qianxun, four prosperous star fields are enough." The monk in the god refining stage also spoke calmly.
"We, the demon clan..." Zul also spoke. But as soon as it spoke, everyone's eyes were focused on it, like sharp swords, choking the rest of Zul's words.
"Wherever you demon clan come from, just go back to where you are. There is no one of you in the prosperous star field of cultivation." Dunjia Sect's Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal replied unceremoniously, and the others nodded indifferently.
The current chaos in the world of immortal cultivators has shaken the dominance of the cultivators. The direct trigger is the invasion of the demon clan. How can the cultivators give Zuer a good look? The entire demon clan, only Zuer is a bit of a threat, then
Just like before, Zul now simply does not have the strength to impress everyone.
"What does this mean?" Zul was furious, and the magic stick in his hand burst out with colorful divine light.
But when Zuer just stood up, the six loose immortals and the monk in the god refining stage had already taken action. Six high-level immortal weapons and a majestic divine power hit Zuer instantly. Zuer did not expect that everyone would take action.
So crisp and neat, before the colorful magic stick could even show its power, the attacks of seven top masters had already overwhelmed Zul.
After the continuous explosions, the magic stick in Zul's hand fell to the ground dimly, but Zul himself was repeatedly knocked away, with green blood spurting out from his mouth.
The first round of attacks failed to kill the old seventh-level demon. However, when everyone was about to continue taking action, Xiao Hei in Zheng Lin's arms suddenly flew out, and the Mingkong Sword was struck flatly, with a fierce blow.
The ground slapped Zul on him.
Zudu's breath suddenly became weak, and Xiao Hei picked it up and threw it next to Zheng Lin. Then Xiao Hei waved his paw at Zheng Lin.
Zheng Lin was naturally able to understand Xiao Hei's intention. He held Zul's horn with one hand, and his spiritual thoughts invaded it, absorbing all the soul power of Zul who was unconscious after being attacked.
Xiao Hei bit Zul's arm and began to devour all of Zul's skills.