On the Misty Peak, the three demon kings were already suffering from some injuries.
It was an irresistible array of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the overwhelming pressure exerted on them by the forces of heaven and earth.
The balance of victory has begun to tilt. After the two men from Mingguang Mansion and Jinding Mountain took action, the advantage of the human race finally turned into a victory.
"Hahaha, how can you monster clan bastards still be so rampant?!" Jin Xiaocang, the sharpest among the four family heads, stood at the front as the leader of the formation.
The power of thunder shines, forcing the three demon kings to dodge continuously.
But no matter how they dodge, they can't outrun the power of thunder.
On the Monster Clan's side, except for Shuizhui, the other two people's expressions at this time were not good-looking.
The injuries on their bodies can be tolerated, but if the situation continues like this, they may really fall apart here.
"Shui Mandrill, didn't you say you still have a backup plan?!" King Yang Sui was the first to attack, "If that's all, when you return to the Demon Kingdom, I'll see how you explain it to the Demon Lord!"
"Huh, shut up!" The mandrill didn't look very good at this time. It glared at King Yang Sui fiercely and was about to say something.
But suddenly, it noticed an old man appearing in the sky in the distance.
The old man came through the air like he was strolling in the courtyard, and he was close in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this person, Shuizhuo's eyes flashed with light.
"finally reached."
On the other side, the four family heads also noticed this uninvited guest.
Jin Xiaocang's offensive was suspended. This was the critical moment of the battle and no extraneous matters could be tolerated.
"Huh? Who is this person?" Jin Xiaocang asked puzzledly, "Looking at the aura on his body, he should be a human monk. Is he the helper you have invited?"
"I've never seen it before," Lu Guangshou said.
"I don't recognize it." Song Qing also shook his head.
"I invited him here," Yuan Xiu said. "I was afraid that the people in Jinding Mountain and Mingguang Mansion were unreliable, so I specially asked Mr. Nan to come and help me. Brother Jin, don't worry too much and continue to take action."
Hearing this, Jin Xiaocang felt relieved.
"Okay, we have strong support again. Maybe one or two demon kings can be left behind today! If this is true, then our four great families in Xuzhou will be famous in all nine states, hahahaha!"
Jin Xiaocang's laughter stopped suddenly, and then he staggered forward, his eyes widened suddenly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The sudden sneak attack from behind caused him serious injuries, and he could only feel the energy and blood flowing back from his body.
But before he could look back, he felt another sharp pain in his heart.
"Ahhhh!!"
Screams rang out, and he looked down, only to see a hand entering from behind his heart and penetrating his chest.
At this moment, the hand was holding a hot heart, which was his heart.
Jin Xiaocang gritted his teeth, and gathered all his spiritual power to stop the bleeding. He suddenly grabbed the wrist of the big hand that passed through his chest with both hands, and watched helplessly as his heart was still beating.
Until then, he finally turned around and saw the owner of this big hand.
"Yuan Xiu?!"
He roared in fright and anger. No matter what, he never imagined that Yuan Xiu would sneak attack on him!
The four major aristocratic families have been passed down from generation to generation, and the inheritance has long been a situation where you are among me, and you are among me.
Even if there are differences and frictions in daily life, they are never irresolvable, let alone hatred and the like.
Even the four major aristocratic families are now as famous as Jindingshan and Mingguang Mansion because the four families have always worked together.
"How. How could it be you? How could it be you?!" Jin Xiaocang said, and because he was so angry that he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Yuan!" Lu Guangshou and Song Qing behind were also stunned.
No one could have imagined that it would be Yuan Xiu who took action.
"I'm sorry, Brother Jin." Yuan Xiu's face was filled with cruelty, and he clenched his hands fiercely.
Jin Xiaocang's heart was suddenly crushed by him.
Then, Yuan Xiu stepped forward and grabbed Jin Xiaocang's neck.
"Four major aristocratic families? My Yuan family wants more than these!"
Click.
Yuan Xiu used his hands hard and severely broke Jin Xiaocang's neck.
He let go and let his body fall from the air.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow cut across the sky, and the Mandrill King came closer, opened his mouth to catch Jin Xiaocang's body, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Hehe, it's really good for a human race to enter the Taoist realm, especially if the soul is still alive."
And at this moment, the old man in the distance was already approaching.
"Not good!" Lu Guangshou's heart was ringing with alarm, but as soon as he turned around, he saw that the old man was already approaching.
Before he could react, black mist suddenly appeared around the old man and enveloped him.
It only takes three or five breaths before and after.
The black mist dissipated, and the old man's figure appeared, with countless strange black lines on his body.
Lu Guangshou, on the other hand, had lost all vitality and was holding his head in his hands with his head hanging down.
The old man sneered and fumbled around Lu Guangshou for a moment before finding the Lu family's seal map.
He casually threw it to Yuan Xiu.
At the same time, the Mandrill King opened his mouth and spat out the Taoist map belonging to the Jin family.
Yuan Xiu just caught them one by one.
"Thank you both."
Then, the eyes of both of them fell on the last Song Qing.
At this moment, Song Qing finally understood.
"Yuan Xiu, your goal is the Dao map and the inheritance of wind, rain, thunder and lightning!" Song Qing's voice was a little trembling, "Just because of this, you want to betray the human race? Betray our two hundred years of friendship?"
"Four major aristocratic families? It's just a joke!" Yuan Xiu said with a sullen face, "With the inheritance of the Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning Dao Diagram, my Yuan family alone can form a large formation, so why do we need the three of you?"
"You will be cast aside by the people of Kyushu if you join the demon clan!"
"So what? Thousands of years later, when the Yuan family is at its peak, who will still remember what happened today?" Yuan Xiu sneered, "Besides, if you die here today, I can easily shirk it and let the demon clan destroy you.
Of the three families, only the Yuan family is lucky enough to retain its inheritance! Song Qing, in view of our long-standing friendship, you can commit suicide."
After listening to Yuan Xiu's words, Song Qing's face turned pale with anger.
He looked around, and at this moment, three demon kings were already waiting around, as well as Yuan Xiu and the old man watching eagerly.
Gradually, his tense heartstrings finally reached their limit.
"We have been friends for many years, but I can't see through your ambition, Yuan Xiu." He smiled bitterly, and there was a seal belonging to the Song family in his hand, "I will give you the seal, can you keep my Song family blood?"
"Okay." Yuan Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
Song Qing sighed and handed the seal out.
Yuan Xiu was overjoyed and was about to step forward to take away the seal.
But at this moment, a sudden voice suddenly sounded next to him.
"I've met you all."
The sudden sound shocked everyone present. At this moment, everyone present, whether human or demon, was a being of the seventh realm. No one noticed that there was an uninvited guest.
Yuan Xiu suddenly turned his head and saw Lin Ji standing not far away.
"Lin Ji?!"
Lin Ji smiled and cupped his hands at the people present, but finally his eyes fell on the old man.
"Jushi Li Nan, long time no see."
The old man raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Lin. What do you think of Fellow Daoist Lin?"
Lin Ji straightened up.
"Why did my good friend Lu Cong fall into evil ways?"
"Taught by me."
Lin Ji nodded, put his hands behind his back, and slowly pulled out the Qingzhi Sword.
He glanced at the three demon kings present, and then glanced at Yuan Xiu. The killing intent slowly rose in his body, and finally focused on the old man.
"Then Lin will inevitably have to seek an explanation for my good friend today."