The revival failed, Demon Ancestor turned into a soul and slipped away.
However, Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying were still sitting on the thrones, evidently they had not completely dissolved the remnant demonic qi.
At this time, a large group of demonic cultivators who had regained consciousness walked into the underground palace, staring at the exquisite box with greed in their eyes, clearly intending to snatch it.
They saved them, but in the end, they had to snatch it, this was a cruel reality.
But they were demonic cultivators after all, they had no moral bottom line.
Moreover, even Jun Changxiao did not expect that when he saved his disciples, he would also save these people.
Because he was distracted by refining the demonic qi, Gou Sheng did not have any defense, any martial artist could easily kill him.
It was not a big problem.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the rest stood at the side, forming a defensive formation.
Although the powerful demonic qi in the palace had completely dissipated, because of the confrontation between the Sect of All Times and the large group of demonic cultivators, the atmosphere became austere again.
"Whoosh!"
Gu Zhaoxi's fingers created flames, he lowered his head and lit an electronic cigar, then he blew out a smoke ring, his gaze turning cold as he said: "If you don't want to die, quickly scram."
A large group of demonic cultivators had wariness in their eyes.
Li Qingyang and the rest did not give them much pressure, after all, they only had rank one cultivation, while the rank eight Gu Zhaoxi was a bit stronger!
Greed could drive one's mind to do irrational things, if the disparity in strength was too great, one would definitely not blindly charge forward to die.
This showed.
They could temporarily maintain their rationality.
However, the next sentence caused the demonic cultivators to go completely crazy.
"The exquisite box contains my innate sacred demon body, whoever obtains it can inherit the legacy of the Mad Devil tribe!"
The person who spoke was the remnant soul of Demon Ancestor, it seemed that he was unwilling to accept the failure of his revival, and wanted to use the demonic cultivators to get rid of Jun Changxiao who ruined his plan.
The plan that had been brewing for tens of thousands of years was finally implemented, but it failed because of an outsider, no one would be able to swallow this anger.
Demon Ancestor's scheme was not bad.
When the demonic cultivators who were still afraid heard this, it was as if their bodies were injected with chicken blood, not only were they excited, the greed in their eyes also reached the peak!
"Crazy!"
Gu Zhaoxi frowned. "They're crazy!"
The Innate Sacred Devil Body was the apex physique of the Demonic Dao. After inheriting it, one could obtain the legacy of the Mad Devil Clan. This would definitely drive demonic cultivators crazy.
"Go!"
Swoosh! Shua! Whoosh! "
Several Rank Five and Six demonic cultivators led the charge.
With someone taking the lead, it immediately triggered a chain reaction. The several thousand demonic path martial artists gathered at the entrance of the palace began to move together. They didn't plan to confront Li Qingyang and the others. Instead, they decided to circle around them and only focus on snatching the exquisite boxes!
"You're courting death!"
Gu Zhaoxi was filled with killing intent.
"Crack!"
At that moment, Xiao Ziji lowered the heavy machine gun and aimed it at the few demon cultivators who had gone around first. Without any emotion, he pulled the trigger!
"Da da da da da!"
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! "
The bullets hit the barrier in front of the demonic cultivators and bounced off.
This kind of firearm was very easy to deal with the demonic fog beasts in the Demonic Fog Forest, but against a Fifth or Sixth Transformation expert, it would be very difficult!
"Ta!"
Gu Zhaoxi threw the electronic cigar that he had just smoked on the ground and rubbed it with his feet. "Leave the high-level ones to me. I'll leave the low-level ones to you guys!"
"Hu hu!"
As soon as he finished his sentence, he charged forward.
"Heaven Crossing Palm Imprint!"
"Hu!"
Numerous palm imprints were formed from his true spirit and blasted towards the demonic cultivators who had gone around them. The strength of the palm imprints made Li Qingyang and the others feel ashamed of their inferiority.
Gu Zhaoxi was strong and had a high comprehension ability. This kind of unique martial art could only display its true might in his hands.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Several Rank Five and Six demonic cultivators who wanted to charge towards the throne were sent flying and crashed into the wall. Their faces were all pale as they spat out blood.
"Hu hu!"
"Hu hu hu!"
Gu Zhaoxi's strength couldn't stop the greedy demonic cultivators. They charged over from different directions with only one thought in their minds. Snatch the exquisite box in Yao Mengying's hands and obtain the Innate Saint Demon Body!
In the face of absolute profits, merchants were willing to take risks.
In the face of absolute martial arts resources, demonic cultivators naturally wouldn't care about their lives.
"Junior Brother Xiao, stop the people behind!"
"Ka!"
Xiao Ziji turned his arms and aimed his gun at the demonic cultivators behind him. He didn't loosen his grip on the trigger, and bullets shot out like they were free.
Against a high level Revolving Core Realm, firearms were useless. But against a Rank One or Rank One Martial Artist, as long as the firepower was strong enough and the speed of the bullets was fast enough, they would definitely explode!
"Boom, boom, boom!"
In an instant, two Rank One Revolving Core Realm cultivators were turned into sieves.
"Hu!"
Ye Xingchen leaped up and turned into an unparalleled warrior. He swung his halberd and swept it across the battlefield. His movements were as ferocious as a tiger. Looking at the battle record, he directly took down four Rank One Revolving Core Realm cultivators!
"Zi zi zi!"
Between Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo, Li Qingyang infused lightning into his sword and slashed out bolts of lightning Sword Qi. Su Xiaomo, on the other hand, relied on her speed to block the attacks. Many of the warriors' movements were blocked, making it difficult for them to approach the throne.
However, there were too many demonic cultivators.
Moreover, their abilities were all at the first transition. Even if they could rely on their equipment to fight against a second transition, what about a third or fourth transition?
Therefore, this defensive battle still depended on Gu Zhaoxi because he was the only one who had the strength to crush them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As expected, this little brother was quite wild when he was irritable. As long as the fist shadows spread out, they would definitely send a group of martial artists flying, making it impossible for them to get close to Jun Changxiao.
A battle between the Sect of All Times and a large group of demonic cultivators began in the underground palace, but it was about to end, because …
"Hu!"
Jun Changxiao, who was sitting on the throne, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. Then, he slowly opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Although my strength hasn't increased, I feel that I've become much stronger."
"Patriarch!"
Yao Mengying said happily, "I've also broken through to the second transition Core Transformation Realm!"
The little girl had been picking up scraps from the upper Void Piercing Realm to the second transition Core Transformation Realm. It could be seen how powerful the power of money was!
Jun Changxiao put her down and stood up to do some chest exercises. Looking at the group of demonic cultivators who were charging over, his gaze gradually turned cold.
No matter what was in this exquisite box, it was found by my disciple first. Since you dare to snatch it, then …
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao disappeared. When the camera caught up, he had already appeared in front of Gu Zhaoxi. His right fist punched a demonic cultivator's face, and he said, "Go to hell!"
Boom — — —
The demonic cultivator who was hit crashed into the wall like a cannonball. His chest caved in, and his mind was completely disconnected from his brain.
"F * ck!"
Gu Zhaoxi's eyes widened.
The demonic cultivator who attacked was at the sixth transition, and his brother was at the same level. They were at the same realm, but he was actually killed in one punch. This was too exaggerated!
No!
At this moment, Gu Zhaoxi clearly saw Jun Changxiao's clenched right fist and his exposed skin petrified. He suddenly realized, "Brother used the power of the stone statue!"
"Tsk tsk."
Jun Changxiao raised his hand and said in surprise, "Armament Haki?"
"Shua!"
Clenching his fists, the new energy gathered in his dantian quickly erupted. His entire body quickly petrified, and even his appearance turned into a gargoyle.
The greedy demonic cultivators saw this and exclaimed in unison, "Stone Statue Clan!"
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao appeared in front of a fourth transition Core Transformation Realm martial artist out of thin air. He leaned sideways and lightly raised his finger, pointing it between his eyebrows, and said coldly, "Die."
Whoosh — — —
Because the scene was too bloody, the camera automatically changed angles. They only saw the splashing of blood, and then … the martial artist fell to the ground and turned into a corpse.
"Patriarch …"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others were dumbfounded.
From the moment he appeared in front of the demonic cultivator to the moment he killed him, the whole process couldn't be any simpler!
However.
This scene was still playing out.
The petrified Jun Changxiao seemed to have transformed into a demon. As long as he appeared in front of the enemy, he would point his middle finger at their forehead and take their lives.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Bang bang bang!
In a short period of time, Jun Changxiao stopped in front of Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others. The corpses of demonic cultivators lying behind him had already reached more than three hundred, and the cause of death was all pierced through the head.
"Sure enough!"
Seeing his brother killing so cruelly, Gu Zhaoxi secretly said in his heart, "Just like the storyteller said, the Stone Statue Clan who has awakened their bloodline is violent and ruthless!"
Jun Changxiao's performance was too strong and brutal, instantly calming down the demonic cultivators behind him. Then, they retreated step by step in fear.
This was not a human!
This was a Stone Statue Ghost!
"The Land of Demonic Fate created by the Demon Ancestor is nothing more than a place to revive himself. You all came in to be sacrificed, and now that I have saved you all, not only do you not know how to be grateful, you even dare to snatch my things. This is really …" Jun Changxiao said coldly, "You deserve to die."
Before the word "die" could finish, streams of light exploded in the sky.
"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
The hundreds of demonic cultivators who had yet to leave the palace, regardless of whether they were at Rank Three or Four or Rank One or Rank Two, had their heads pierced through.
After coming to the upper realm, Jun Changxiao rarely made a move and had been keeping a low profile to develop. Now that he had started a massacre in the palace, it was as if he was dreaming of the devil who was crazily slaughtering in the plane battlefield.
The difference was …
This time, he did not use the Unstoppable Blade, but relied on his own strength!
"Patriarch …"
Li Qingyang wanted to say something but hesitated.
This group of demonic cultivators wanted to snatch the opportunity from his junior sister, so it was natural for them to be killed.
However, he felt that the petrified Patriarch seemed to have changed. He had become emotionless. If not for the fact that he could still speak normally, he would be worried that he had gone berserk.
"Second Senior Brother."
Su Xiaomo transmitted his voice: "Patriarch is a little strange!"
He also noticed the difference, and even felt a sense of strangeness.
Jun Changxiao had changed. The petrified him no longer had that annoying and despicable expression. He also did not have the gentle look he had when facing his disciples. Instead, he had his back facing them, emitting a cold and stern feeling that made it difficult for people to approach him.
"Could it be that under the influence of the demonic aura, his personality has changed greatly?" He Wudi thought to himself.
"Brother."
"Call me Patriarch."
"…"
Gu Zhaoxi hurriedly changed his words: "Patriarch, since this is a trap set by the Demon Ancestor, there might not be any opportunities here. We should quickly think of a way to get out."
"Let's go."
Jun Changxiao got up first and walked to the entrance of the tunnel.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others skillfully collected the demonic cultivators' spatial rings.
"It's a waste of space to carry unimportant things," Jun Changxiao said calmly.
"Huh?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Didn't you teach us to lick every bag?
"Second Senior Brother!"
Su Xiaomo said with certainty in his heart: "There must be something wrong with Patriarch!"
…
Ten stone doors.
The survivors who entered came out one after another. Although they looked miserable, they did not have any major injuries.
Although only a short time had passed, only eighty to ninety thousand demonic cultivators survived. The rest had all been sacrificed.
"Hmm?"
Someone said in surprise: "Why is there a door in the distance?"
"Let's go! Let's go take a look! "
Everyone immediately rushed to the secret door. Clearly, they had not given up on searching for opportunities.
The surviving demonic cultivators had just walked over when they coincidentally saw Jun Changxiao walking over with his disciples. Because he was petrified, he looked very scary.
"Boss!"
A martial artist pointed at the exquisite box in Yao Mengying's arms and said, "There might be some treasure hidden inside!"
The others also realized it, and their eyes lit up.
"That's right."
The Demon Ancestor's voice sounded again, saying, "It contains the Connate Holy Demon Body. Whoever obtains it will inherit the mantle of the Demonic Tribe!"
"Old man!"
Jun Changxiao looked up and said angrily, "Your path is getting narrower!"
Tens of thousands of demonic cultivators were attracted by the Demon Ancestor's words. They stared at the exquisite box with burning eyes.
…
An hour later.
Gu Zhaoxi took out the cigar that he had just stomped out. Then, he patted off the dirt on it and lit it up.
"…"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others stood in place, a little stunned.
Because in their vision, tens of thousands of demonic cultivators' corpses were lying in front of them. Their blood had gathered into a river and was emitting a pungent smell.
"Bang!"
Jun Changxiao held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in front of him.
Judging from the bloodstains on the blade, these tens of thousands of demonic cultivators had all been killed by him.
Cruel, ruthless!
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PS, 10000 words.
It was the end of the month. In summary, he had written more than 190,000 words this month. It was the first time that he had written less than 200,000 words per month. He felt like he was committing a crime. He had to work harder next month.
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