"Haha, the Underground Race is finally here."
Although the Prison Ancestor's limbs had been sent flying by the three Six Star Demon Kings and his body was badly mutilated, he still laughed heartily when he saw the hundreds of strangers who had suddenly joined the battlefield. He knew that with these hundreds of Underground Kings, they wouldn't be able to turn defeat into victory, but at least they had the confidence to fight.
"Underground Race, it's all up to you now."
After the Void Ancestor said this, he was immediately torn into two by the Lord Of Fear. The Lord Of Fear's hands emitted black demonic fire, instantly turning the Void Ancestor into ashes. Not a single drop of blood was left.
Hmph!
The brown-robed old man next to the white-haired old man snorted and sighed softly. "This demon is so powerful. My mental barrier only lasted for less than a hundredth of a blink of an eye, and it was forcefully torn apart by him." Just now, he had wanted to save the Void Ancestor, but the Lord Of Fear's strength was beyond his imagination.
"His combat power is close to that of a Seven Star. Naturally, he isn't someone you can resist. Leave him to me." The white-haired old man raised his cane high, and more than ten different colored light beams were bounced back, piercing through the puppet battleship that had fired the cannons.
"Alright, I can't resist this demon, but he doesn't seem to be the most powerful one." The brown-robed old man couldn't help but look at Ye Chen and the Troll Emperor, who were hundreds of thousands of miles away. With his mental power, his senses could extend very far. That place was like a chaotic and disorderly black hole. Just his mental power alone made him feel like he was being affected. It was hard to imagine how powerful the two sides were.
The brown-robed old man could discover Ye Chen and the Troll Emperor, so the white-haired old man was no exception. As he bounced back countless attacks, he said, "That's a battle between Seven Star. A Seven Star and a Six Star Overlord might seem like a small level difference, but if you want to cross over, your strength will increase by at least two or three times. That troll's demonic power is endless. Kings who are much stronger than him might not be able to do anything to him. That young man's sword intent has already reached the eighth level, and he has formed a protective sword intent. If his sword intent doesn't scatter, at least 50% of the attacks that land on him will be blocked."
"The eighth level sword intent is really incredible."
The brown-robed old man, who had already killed several Demon Kings, said in surprise.
Their Underground Race mainly cultivated mental power, which was another way of using the will. It was a kind of invisible mental power. To be more precise, it used the will as the core and acted on the outside world, producing a huge amount of power. Therefore, the will of the Underground Race would increase along with the realm. However, there was only one person whose will had reached the eighth level, and that was the Great Patriarch of the Underground Race, the white-haired old man in front of him.
The brown-robed old man himself only had peak seventh step willpower. Of course, although the willpower of will and Zhen Yuan were the same, the degree of excavation was completely different. It was not an exaggeration to say that those who cultivated will had already excavated their willpower to the limit, while those who cultivated Zhen Yuan could only excavate 20-30% of their willpower.
With different daos, the emphasis was also different. In the Underground World, there was no way to cultivate Zhen Yuan, so they could only focus on cultivating mental power. If they were to divert their attention to cultivating Zhen Yuan, they would not be able to do either. Moreover, the higher the realm, the more they could not afford to be distracted. They could only focus on one, because in the later stages, if they cultivated both at the same time, there would be a divergence, and they could fall into bedevilment at any time.
However, reaching the eighth level at such a young age was definitely shocking. If any young man in the Underground World could reach the eighth level will, he would definitely be the next Great Patriarch, and he would also be promoted from a Saint to a Great Saint. Apart from the fact that he wouldn't have the authority of a Great Patriarch, his status would be the same as the Great Patriarch's, and the other Saints would have to respect him.
"Old man, if you had not come out, you would still have been able to protect yourselves. Within three to five years, even us Demons would not be able to do anything to you. Now, let's die together with them!"
After killing the Void Ancestor, the Lord Of Fear did not stop, continuing to attack the white-haired old man. Regarding the existence of the Underground Race, he naturally knew about them. In the previous battle with Elysium, these Underground Race had appeared. Hong, a palm shot out, and the terrifying bloody light turned into countless bloody shadows that rushed toward the white-haired old man.
"The Underground Race is also a part of Elysium. When Elysium is in trouble, how could we not come? On the other hand, you Demons have never won, and this time will not be an exception." The white-haired old man held the staff in his right hand, and stretched it out. The next moment, the sky-blue gem at the end of the staff flashed, and a slightly blue curved mental barrier blocked in front of him. Layers of bloody shadows crashed onto it, and there was a soft popping sound.
"If there were more than two hundred of you, I might be a little afraid, but now? You're just a joke! " The Lord Of Fear's figure followed closely behind the bloody shadows. With a rip of his large hand, the blue curved mental barrier was forcibly torn apart, revealing a gap. The Lord Of Fear, who had half of his body squeezed over, opened his mouth, and spat out a jet of black demonic fire.
"Disintegrate!"
The white-haired old man was calm and unruffled. The space in front of his brow rippled, and the black demonic fire suddenly paused before disintegrating at an extremely fast speed.
"Oh, you have some skills."
Although this was what he said, the Lord Of Fear's expression became much more solemn. When one's mental power was cultivated to a certain level, in terms of strength, it could pull down stars, and in terms of subtlety, it could disintegrate all things. Obviously, the white-haired old man opposite him had already reached this level.
"Blood Soul Divine Fist!"
However, the stronger the enemy, the stronger his killing intent would be. The mental barrier collapsed, and a blood-red fist blasted toward the white-haired old man's head. The bloody light on this fist had turned into liquid, and from liquid to solid again. The surface of the fist was constantly jumping with blood-colored lightning. Before it got close to the white-haired old man, it made his qi and blood boil, and his body seemed to be about to explode, transforming into qi and blood into this fist. This was a martial art of the Demons that restrained people with weak bodies, and it was the most suitable to deal with the Underground Clan.
"Dimensional Shield!"
The white-haired old man's means were more than what the Lord Of Fear had imagined. His body didn't move, but the white-haired old man's figure suddenly moved away. There seemed to be a layer of world between the two of them, and the slightest deviation could lead to a great error. The trajectory of the Lord Of Fear's Blood Soul Divine Fist deviated to an unknown place, and the last punch blasted a Demon King tens of thousands of miles away into nothingness.
"Damn it, this old guy isn't that easy to deal with."
The Lord Of Fear put away his contempt. Although the old man opposite him had a weak body, it wasn't easy to attack him. On the contrary, it was very difficult.
The white-haired old man also raised his spirit. As a Will King, it wasn't that he didn't have an Undying Body. On the contrary, no one in Elysium could compare with him in terms of Undying Body. Every flesh particle in his body contained a rank six will. Under normal circumstances, if a flesh particle contained a rank four will, it would be the realm of Blood Rebirth. However, the weak qi and blood was an unavoidable weakness of the underground race.
They didn't cultivate Zhen Yuan, so Zhen Yuan and qi couldn't be exchanged. Under normal circumstances, even if their bodies were smashed dozens of times, they would still be able to reform their bodies. Because of the rank five will, these flesh particles were extremely difficult to destroy, and it was even more impossible to destroy them all. It was like how you could smash an egg with one punch, but if you were asked to smash a rock, the difficulty would increase by dozens of times. However, everything had its advantages and disadvantages. The flesh particles were extremely difficult to destroy, but if the qi and blood of the flesh particles were extracted, the will would lose its sustenance and dissipate into nothingness. The Lord Of Fear's Blood Soul Divine Fist could undoubtedly extract a large amount of his qi and blood. If he was hit once, his vitality would definitely be greatly damaged.
The appearance of the underground race turned the situation around. On Elysium's side, they were no longer in a passive situation. These Will Kings could reflect the light beams of the puppet battleships, and they could even control the direction of the puppet battleships, causing them to attack each other, causing internal friction.
Of course, as the Lord Of Fear had said, the Will Kings of the underground race were still too few. Although they could catch the Demons unprepared at the beginning, as time went on, the balance was still slowly tilting towards the demons' side. The only fortunate thing was that with the addition of the underground race, the number of people dying began to decrease.
…
"It's not a solution to drag on like this!"
Ye Chen, who was fighting with the Troll Emperor, frowned unknowingly. The appearance of the underground race did make him happy for a while, especially that white-haired old man, whose strength was comparable to the Lord Of Fear, and that brown-robed old man also had peak six-star battle prowess. They could be said to be two great reinforcements. However, there were still more than five hundred Demons, plus more than three hundred puppet battleships. The gap was still huge, and if this dragged on, Elysium would be exhausted to death.
Besides that, Ye Chen didn't know if it was just an illusion, but he had a vague premonition that a huge crisis was quietly approaching, and his mind was very depressed.
"It's almost time for you to die."
The Troll Emperor was like a tireless machine, attacking Ye Chen again and again. Although the violent fist force was mostly offset by the Sword Will Armor, Ye Chen still didn't feel very good. After all, he didn't have an indestructible body. After fighting with the opponent for countless moves, there would always be a little reaction, and now, the reaction was getting more and more intense.
Ye Chen was about to retort, but suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and he knew something was wrong. The Yuan Emperor's voice sounded in his mind. Someone was unsealing the seal of the Demon Space.
It should be known that the Demon Space was the Demon Ancestral Tree. Once the Demon Ancestral Tree was released, it would be an irreversible disaster. These Demons had their cultivation suppressed by Elysium, so their strength was reduced by many times. If they came into contact with the Demon Ancestral Tree, they would return to their peak. At that time, not to mention a group of Demon Kings, just a single Troll Emperor could kill all of them, and no one would be able to stop him.
"Senior, what should we do?" Ye Chen asked anxiously.
The Yuan Emperor said, "It's too late. They seem to have made a plan, and only started to unseal it now. By the time we get there, the seal will have already been unsealed. Now, we can only hope that the Immortal Tree has awakened, otherwise …"
The Yuan Emperor didn't continue, but Ye Chen knew what the consequences were. For a moment, his heart was as heavy as water.
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