1534. Chapter 1534 You Are Not His Monthly Ticket)
When all the powerful people are silent, there are Mahayana realms and Hedao realms.
They looked at each other, hesitant.
As the young man said, the Night Demon and dozens of demon lords and hundreds of demon kings were also destroyed by the demon lord.
If this demon lord wants to take over everything, what can they do?
Now, this Demon Lord wants to help them, help them overcome the disaster, and kill and suppress the God King.
It has been almost a year, and their losses have become almost tragic. At least, in their ears, hundreds of monsters and humans have died, including many Mahayana Supreme Beings.
The six forbidden god kings and the masters of the two forbidden areas are all high-ranking Mahayana masters, and they are familiar with the principles of the divine path of the world of cultivation, and are not weaker than those of the high-ranking Mahayana masters in the world of cultivation.
Even if they get the chance, they are still at the lowest level of the Mahayana. Facing the Forbidden God King and the Lord of the Forbidden Land who are as different as heaven and earth, even if some of them have immortal veins, they will not be their opponents.
The gap is too big!
The only ones with hope are the two great geniuses on the Immortal Ranking, the Kepingtian Dragon King and the Immortal Ape King who have disappeared. The only one who is qualified to compete is the white-clothed Demon Lord who established the Demon Court and is the most famous in the Demon Blood.
"Everyone, what are you still thinking about? Although the Demon Blood Continent is huge, there is no place for us and others to stay. If we continue to wait, we will only be defeated by the Forbidden God King and the Lord of the Forbidden Land. Even if we are lucky enough to survive, everyone is shocked.
You didn’t come to the Ancient Imperial Territory just to survive, right?”
A Demon Lord spoke slowly and made a decision, "I killed two giant demon gods in the Demon Burial Forbidden Land before and harvested many elixirs. Among them, there is still a second-grade Soul Burying Flower and a Kunpeng Blood Vine.
, I am willing to give it to the Demon Lord!"
The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, but he acted as if he didn't care, and his face was indifferent.
The other demon lords and demon kings are still hesitating. That is the treasure they got from entering the ancient emperor's domain. Even they are not willing to use it, otherwise they would not keep it until now.
Who can be willing to hand it over to others for free?
The young man smiled faintly, and his white clothes moved slightly, "I know that you are all uncertain, so I understand. You can consider it, but you only have three days!"
"Three days later, I will go into seclusion to recover my cultivation and kill the Forbidden God King. Second, I will directly return to the Demon Court, negotiate with the Forbidden God King, and wait for the opening of the Ancient Emperor's Realm to leave."
The young man walked directly to a place and slowly sat cross-legged. He paid no attention to those treasures and closed his eyes to rest.
Many demon lords, demon kings, and even humans have slightly changed their expressions, secretly considering the pros and cons.
At the bottom of the mountain, an old figure was slowly climbing the mountain.
Qin Xuan's eyes were blank, and his eyes were slightly drooped. He was getting older, like a centenarian, and his mind was even more chaotic.
It's just a huge mountain. Normally it's only one step away, but now it took three days to climb it.
Behind him, Tu Xian followed quietly, frowning.
She was considering whether to take Qin Xuan away. On this mountain, there were more than 20 demon masters and more than 80 powerful ones in the Hedao realm.
Although she has no fear if a conflict occurs, Qin Xuan, who is now entering the critical stage of his life-ending calamity, will collapse if he is not careful.
But if she takes action, it will inevitably interfere with Qin Xuan's disaster. If it worsens the life-threatening disaster, it may be even worse for Qin Xuan.
"That's all, I just hope Qin Xuan is just climbing over the mountain and will not disturb those strong men." Tu Xian murmured softly and followed him away silently.
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At the top of the mountain, the young man's eyes suddenly opened.
"Everyone, have you made a decision?"
Many powerful men looked at each other, and one Demon Lord said, "I will take out two second-grade medicinal herbs!"
"I also have two third-grade plants here!"
"I only have five fourth-grade medicinal herbs in my hand..."
Almost most of the strong people have already made a decision.
The power of suppressing the God King and the Lord of the Forbidden Land is too strong. If he continues, it will be tantamount to waiting for death.
There is no doubt about the strength of the demon lord. If even this demon lord cannot fight against those forbidden god kings and even the lord of the forbidden land, they can only survive by hiding in this demon blood continent.
The young man looked at the nearly hundreds of precious medicine plants in front of him, with divine light filling the sky, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps slowly sounded.
Many demon lords turned their heads to look, their brows furrowing slightly.
A decrepit old man was walking towards here, his face slightly raised, full of confusion.
He looked at the many strong men and continued to move forward.
"mortal?"
The young man's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the old man.
How could human beings exist within the realm of the Ancient Emperor?
Which human monk is this, who suffered heavy losses and ended up like this?
Many powerful people have already noticed Qin Xuan and Tu Xian, but in their eyes, Tu Xian's cultivation is not obvious, and Qin Xuan is just a decayed old man who poses no threat to them, so they never care.
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Even now, they don't want to pay more attention to it.
How could they look at a dying creature?
The young man glanced at the old man indifferently, then slowly looked away.
Although he was a little surprised, it was nothing serious.
"In this case, I, the Demon Lord Qin Xuan, will accept these precious medicines. You can rest assured that I will be in seclusion here to heal my wounds, so as not to prevent you from thinking that I, Qin Xuan, am a deceiver." The young man said with a faint smile.
With pride, he shook his hand and rolled up the many magical elixirs into his sleeves.
Many powerful men looked at each other, but Tu Xian under the black robe had a hint of strangeness and even a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Demon Lord Qin Xuan?" Tu Xian glanced at Qin Xuan, who was like a rotten tree in front of him, feeling both irritated and ridiculous in his heart.
Qin Xuan, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped at this moment.
He turned his head slightly, and the appearance of the young man in white was reflected in his cloudy pupils.
"You, not him!"
Qin Xuan's voice was pale and extremely weak, as if he was going to die halfway through the sentence.
This sentence was very small and weak, but it was a bit harsh in the ears of many powerful people, especially that young man.
"An old guy with depleted life span dares to talk nonsense, get lost!" A demon king suddenly shook, and the demonic power in his pupils directly pressed towards Qin Xuan.
Tu Xian's expression changed slightly and she was about to take action. Suddenly, her body stopped moving.
On Qin Xuan's waist, the embryo of the Eternal Sword emerged quietly, and just stood in front of Qin Xuan. The demon king's power was actually difficult to invade.
Qin Xuan seemed to have not seen half of it, he looked at the young man.
"You are not Qin Xuan!"
He spoke weakly again, his voice trembling a little, and even though his mind was chaotic, he seemed to have an obsession.
The young man frowned. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but there were many powerful people around. If he didn't pay attention, it would cause some trouble.
"What do you, a rotten man like you, know? At the end of your life, when your consciousness is in chaos, you dare to speak to me?" The young man stood with his hands behind his hands and said coldly and proudly: "I am not Qin Xuan, could you be?"
Qin Xuan's body trembled slightly, and he looked at the young man quietly.
"You..." Qin Xuan's thin, white lips opened slightly and said softly: "It's not him!"
"You are not worthy of the Demon Lord either."
His back was hunched, his sword hung in front of him, and he looked at the young man quietly, with unusual determination.