1458. Chapter 1458 I Can't See Thousands of Demons (Seeking Monthly Ticket)
The little saint son of Jinpeng perished.
Outside the Demon King's ring, on top of the Holy Mountain of Huntian, suddenly, it seemed as if the sky was falling apart and the earth was shattering, and the Holy Mountain was shaking.
Many other Holy Mountain Demon Lords have their eyes set on the Huntian Holy Mountain.
Many demon lords frowned slightly, and some looked sympathetic.
"The ancient demon order was lost, the demon king under his command suffered heavy losses, and his beloved son fell into the demon king's ring. Hun Tian is going crazy!"
"In the world of cultivation, there are endless geniuses. Hun Tian thought that he could use the Demon King Tournament to seize another ancient demon order, but something like this happened!"
"Huntian is weak to begin with, and now he has made our Ten Thousand Demons Sacred Mountain lose thousands of demon kings who are at the peak of Hedao. This guy, except for relying on the shadow of his father's generation, is really getting worse and worse."
One by one, the demon masters spoke, some sighing, some disdainful, and some sympathetic.
This time, the losses suffered by the Huntian Demon Lord were extremely heavy. Even his beloved son who had awakened the Jinpeng bloodline died...
Huntian Pengzun was furious, and his demonic power almost swept across the entire Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain. Even the surrounding demonic lords and demon kings outside the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain looked at him in dumbfounded wonder, not knowing what was going on.
The Demon King's Ring is a treasure, and all the disturbances within it can never be noticed from the outside.
There were as many as three thousand Demon King Arenas present. These onlookers were all watching the Demon King Arena that they were interested in. They did not notice the Demon King Arena in Qin Xuan at all. Some people may have noticed it, but then they saw the Little Saint Jinpeng.
With more than 2,000 demon rocs at the peak of Hedao, Zi thought that the outcome of this challenge was already decided, so he stopped paying attention.
Among them, Bai Rao was included.
Bai Rao looked at the Holy Mountain of Huntian with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"The Demon Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain is going crazy? Why is this so?"
Bai Rao murmured softly, and suddenly, his eyes moved and landed on a demon king's ring.
On a demon king's ring, a large number of severely injured demon kings retreated, but the last figure was a green bull covered in bruises.
Although Li Qingniu was seriously injured, his mouth was grinning from ear to ear.
It won the Demon King's challenge, and it only took less than a stick of incense.
With its sneak attacks, trickery and abduction, the demon kings fought hard and were injured. The battles were fierce, almost several times better than other demon kings. In just one stick of incense, the ten thousand demon kings were almost nine thousand.
Lose combat effectiveness.
The more than a thousand demon kings also discovered the clues and knew that they had fallen into the trap. They began to besiege Li Qingniu, but were swept away and defeated by Li Qingniu.
"Congratulations, Sky-Splitting Demon Emperor!" Bai Rao rushed over, looking at Li Qingniu with his tiger eyes.
"How could this emperor ever take this mere demon king in his eyes?" Li Qingniu was extremely proud, raising his head as if he was looking down at the world.
The demon kings who walked out of the demon king's ring were almost too angry to take action.
If it hadn't been for Li Qingniu shouting all of a sudden, so-and-so has joined forces, if we don't blast him out of the Demon King's Arena, we will definitely be defeated, or so-and-so is the immortal demon king, and we should join forces to attack him
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As a result, many demon kings were taking action, but this green bull sneakily ran away.
In fact, what Li Qingniu really fought was just a thousand demon kings, and most of them were seriously injured.
Now, this scheming, cunning and cunning Qing Niu still dares to make such an expression?
Bai Rao couldn't help but laugh. It had been paying attention to Li Qingniu, and Li Qingniu's cunning and insidious attitude was all in its eyes.
"By the way, where are Xi and Wa and that long... demon lord boy?" Li Qingniu was about to speak carelessly, but when he mentioned Qin Xuan, he changed the subject and uttered the word demon lord.
When the Three Emperors Valley signed up Qin Xuan for the Demon King Tournament, it was with this name.
"Demon Lord!?" Bai Rao was startled, a little confused.
It has never heard of any Hedao Demon King taking this name, Demon Lord... What a big tone, Lord of all demons?
Li Qingniu turned his head and looked at Demon King Lei where Qin Xuan was.
In an instant, Li Qingniu's eyes glazed over.
Bai Rao also followed Li Qingniu's gaze and saw the white mask on the demon king's ring.
"Is it him!?" Bai Rao's face was shocked and he looked at Qin Xuan.
Before she could ask how Li Qingniu knew the white man, Bai Rao's pupils immediately reflected the bloody land behind Qin Xuan, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"What!?" Bai Rao couldn't help but screamed in surprise.
It had seen clearly before that the Little Holy Son Jinpeng arrived with more than two thousand demon rocs at the peak of Hedao. Hundreds of demon kings with terrifying strength voluntarily surrendered. There were even thousands of Hedao demon kings who would not join this demon.
Wang Lei considered himself defeated and was eventually eliminated.
But now...where are the two thousand demon rocs? Where is the little holy son of Jinpeng?
How can it be!?
Bai Rao looked at the white-clad feet stepping on the sea of blood, with mountains of corpses behind him, and his mind was almost blank.
Not far away from Bai Rao, Qing Kong also noticed the white clothes.
"It's a benefactor!"
Qingkong looked at Qin Xuan. If Qin Xuan hadn't taken action, it would have become a corpse, and the ancient demon order would have been lost earlier.
"Do you know him?" On the side, the Demon Lord of the Blue Sky Clan looked at Qin Xuan with shock on his face.
Thousands of demon rocs, the holy son of a holy mountain demon king, even a low-ranking Mahayana man, may not be able to defeat him, but now, they are all buried in the demon king's ring.
"He is the one who saved Qingkong. Qingkong is still upset. He doesn't even know the name of his benefactor, but he never thought that now..." Qingkong's smile suddenly felt bitter. She looked at Qin Xuan's mountain of corpses and sea of blood. For some reason,
But there was no excitement at all, only shock.
In the starry sky, Tu Xian stood quietly. Beside her, there were three hundred human beings with powerful eyes, their eyes were full of shock.
"It's better to meet each other than to be famous!" Tu Xian murmured softly. She saw Qin Xuan kill the demon Peng and destroy the Holy Son with her own eyes.
In fact, in her eyes, it seemed that she already knew Qin Xuan's identity.
In the demon king's ring, Qin Xuan slowly turned around. He looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood behind him, and even the demon pill life bones floating on the sea of blood.
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Qin Xuan gave a light drink, the black light slashed the dragon gourd, and Lin Zonghuan framed it
I saw a white gourd, transformed into ten thousand feet, appearing in front of Qin Xuan.
And under the white gourd, there is a dark-colored moss 鏏飞ばァ
The whistling sound was faintly like a dragon's roar, and the black light slashed the dragon gourd, causing the gourd's mouth to open wide.
In an instant, the mountain of corpses and sea of blood converged into the Xuanguang Dragon-Slaying Gourd.
More than two thousand demon pills, life bones, flesh and blood, and feathers from the peak of Hedao. This is a huge fortune. How could Qin Xuan waste it.
If there is time, refining this mountain of corpses and sea of blood into elixirs will also be quite helpful for his evergreen body.
On the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain, many demon lords showed cold expressions on their faces.
They realized Qin Xuan's intention and turned the body of the demon king from the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain into their own. Do they want to refine it into elixirs?
Qin Xuan didn't care at all, he put all the mountains of corpses and sea of blood that the demon king had beaten into the Xuanguang Dragon-Slaying Gourd.
Immediately, the ten thousand-foot-long white gourd returned to his waist, and Qin Xuan walked towards the outside of the Demon King's ring.
In the demon king's arena, no demons could be seen, only him dressed in white.
The ancient demon order,
Got it!
[Sorry, I had my cervical and lumbar vertebra massaged today. Sitting for a long time will inevitably lead to pain, so the update is a little late, please forgive me!]