The mighty demon clan, gathered in groups, like a black ant colony, stood here coldly, a chilling air filled the air, and suddenly, it added a bit of depression, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke spread,
The space seemed to have solidified, and everywhere was filled with boiling murderous intent and fighting intent.
The eyes of many demon monks are filled with bloodthirsty red!
Looking at the Truman monks opposite, they could not hide the anger in their hearts!
They still clearly remember what happened a year ago!
Also in Mo Yuan, the same demon clan was confronting Trumen, and they, the demon clan, were forced to make the humiliating Mo Yuan pact with Chu Men. During this year, the demon clan lowered their noble heads.
No longer arrogant, no longer domineering, no longer roaming the fairy city, when they encounter the Truman monks, they have to stay away to avoid any disputes with them.
This year has been frustrating!
Finally, Mo Yuan's appointment came to an end.
All this will change!
Many demon monks couldn't help but cast their eyes on the burly figure who looked like a god in front of them, with a look of awe in their eyes. That was their spiritual support, that was the prince of the Demon Court of the Southern Region, and that was the future leader of the demon clan.
.
As long as he is here, the demon clan will not make the same mistakes again.
What's more, Chu Ge is not in the Great Emperor's Immortal City!
"Oh, our demon clan fought fiercely with Chumen for a whole day and night, and Chu Ge never showed up. I guess Chu Ge accidentally stepped into the realm of death. In order to protect himself, he was cowardly in the Qinglian Holy Land. He will never come back.
!" A demon clan member laughed sarcastically.
"Yes, if I were Chu Ge, I wouldn't dare to come back! What can I do if I come back? Are you waiting to be beaten by Senior Brother Jin?"
"The Lords of Truman have all run away. The outcome of this battle has been determined from the very beginning!"
The demon monk was full of fighting spirit and confidence, and looked provocatively at the Truman monk opposite.
Luo Yu's cultivation was ruined by Chu Ge. Therefore, Luo Yu did not participate in this battle. The current commander of the Demon Emperor Palace is Jin Zhulang. Jin Zhulang stood in the center of the crowd, looking in the direction of Chumen.
A cruel sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with chills, and he laughed and said: "A bunch of wretches, Chu Ge has run away, what's the point of persisting? You still think that with your strength, you can defeat me.
Waiting for the demon clan?"
Heart-wrenching words!
The war is approaching and is at stake. Now the Trumen is very nervous. But Chu Ge, the leader of the sect, has disappeared. This is a huge blow to the morale of the Trumen. Jin Zhulang deliberately provoked the Trumen monks to trust Chu Ge.
This was used to undermine their fighting spirit.
As expected, there was a burst of noise in the Truman camp.
Li Chunfeng, Ling Zikun and others' expressions darkened, secretly thinking that it was not good. They had tried very hard to appease the Chumen monks, but there was one thing that could not be ignored. Chu Ge was indeed not in the Great Emperor's Immortal City!
Three armies have no commander, and one country has no king.
What Li Chunfeng and others are afraid of is that the Chu family’s people will be distracted!
It's good that Jin Zhulang made this move from the beginning!
"Jin Zhulang's plans are not inferior to Luo Yu's, and the city is far superior to them. If Jin Zhulang is in charge of the Demon Court in the future, he will never be willing to live in a corner. The Southern Territory will not be peaceful in the future.
The era when the Demon Court integrates the demon clan forces in the Southern Region is probably coming." Li Chunfeng shook his head and sighed. In Jin Zhulang, he saw ambition and desire, and Jin Zhulang had enough strength to support him in putting it into practice and realizing it.
own ambitions.
"I have heard that Jin Zhulang, the leader of the Heavenly Ranking, has extraordinary martial arts. He possesses two supreme bloodlines of the demon clan. He dominates his peers and has few rivals. I admire you very much. I know that with the strength of one person, I am definitely no match for you. Therefore, we want to
Let's join forces and ask for your advice." Ling Zikun held his hand in hand, and the moment he finished speaking, several powerful auras rose up from beside him, attracting attention.
Everyone looked around and saw several familiar figures.
Monk Jingchi, Xia Lun, Zhou Lianluo, Dong Guozhu, including Ling Zikun, there are five people in total who want to join forces to fight against Jin Zhulang!
These five people are all top-ranked masters on the Heavenly Ranking. Dong Guozhu is a genius monk who has become famous this year. With a wooden sword, he defeated many famous immortal city experts and became quite famous.
First, if these five people join forces, they can win 100% against anyone in the Great Emperor's Immortal City except Jin Zhulang!
Only Jin Zhulang...
They weren't even sure of a tie.
Jin Zhulang looked at the five people, snorted softly, and laughed: "What are you afraid of a group of young people?"
"war!"
With a loud shout, Jin Zhulang stamped his foot.
Bang!
The earth trembled.
Jin Zhulang's body was like a ghost, crossing the void and sprinting out directly. He waved his right arm and condensed a golden spear. The long tassel fluttered like fire. He held the spear and waved his arm, pulling out several spear flowers.
In an instant, the gun light bloomed, golden shadows filled the sky, and a killing trend enveloped Ling Zikun.
Just when Jin Zhulang uttered the word "war", the demon monk behind him gave a loud shout, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit, galloping like an army of thousands of horses, each one using his whole body cultivation to rush towards the Truman monk.
Boom boom boom!!!
Immediately, the Truman monks and the demon clan came together, and the two sides started a fierce fight.
Facing the unparalleled Jin Zhulang, Ling Zikun looked solemn. He was tenth on the Heavenly Ranking, nine places behind Jin Zhulang. It didn't seem like much, but the difference in strength between the two was quite big. If he were alone,
, he would never dare to compete with Jin Zhulang.
"Xuanwu Sword Record!"
Ling Zikun activated his sword skills and used all his strength to pick off Jin Zhulang's spear!
Sonorous!
Sparks are flying!
Ling Zikun's body trembled, and he fell downwards. The soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, and he jumped out.
"Vulnerable!"
Jin Zhulang laughed ferociously and was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but was suddenly blocked by Xia Lun.
"Nandou Dian!"
Xia Lun stepped on the floating clouds, the sky above his head was full of bright starlight, and he moved his fingers slightly. In an instant, the starlight in the sky condensed into strange weapons, with a huge momentum, like the soldiers of the gods, killing Jin Zhulang.
"broken!"
Jin Zhulang punched out with his left fist, and with one punch, the stars in the sky were dimmed.
Xia Lun's complexion changed slightly, and he used another Dharmakaya secret skill. His body became two hundred feet tall, standing tall against the sky, looking down at Jin Zhulang, and sprayed purple flames from his mouth, which instantly turned into a sea of fire, burning Jin Zhulang.
Jin Zhulang raised his head and glanced at him, his expression unchanged, and he threw the golden spear in his hand.
Whoosh!
The golden spear turned into a hundred feet and rushed towards Xia Lun.
Xia Lun condensed to resist!
Boom!
"Pfft!"
Xia Lun vomited out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale and his expression was sluggish.
Jing Chi and Zhou Lianluo were surrounded from the left and the right. One of them was covered in golden light, like a golden Arhat, and the other activated the immortal weapon to suppress Jin Zhulang.
"Golden Wings Technique!"
call!
Two golden wings emerged from Jin Zhulang's back, stretching out in long lengths. They looked as thin as cicada wings, but were extremely hard, comparable to an immortal weapon!
Jin Zhulang roared loudly and raised strong winds with his wings, knocking back Jing Chi and Zhou Lianluo.
Whoosh!
A sword energy struck so quickly that even Jin Zhulang didn't notice it!
Phew!
The sword energy split the skin of Jin Zhulang's left rib and blood flowed out.
Jin Zhulang looked startled and turned around to look: "What a fast sword!"
The wooden sword in Dong Guozhu's hand trembled, as if it was clanging endlessly.
"The speed is fast, but the power is not enough!" Jin Zhulang pounced on Dongguo Zhu and launched an offensive like a furious lion.
Swish, swish, swish!
The sword energy pierced the sky and hit Jin Zhulang with a hit rate of up to 50%. Even Jin Zhulang couldn't avoid Dong Guozhu's fast sword!