Chapter 4327
Words:1884Update:24/02/03 20:33:11
The battle between Gu Ling and the Eastern Sky Tyrant King shook both the Heavens and the Earth.
However, no one knew the outcome of the battle except for the people involved.
This aroused the curiosity of countless people. Even the Old Tortoise's gossipy heart was burning. He really wanted to know the outcome of the battle.
Who would win and who would lose this battle!?
However, Gu Ling did not say anything. After returning to the Demon Race's ancestral land, he went into seclusion.
This almost drove the Old Tortoise and Xiaoqing crazy.
Gu Ling went into seclusion. In the Eastern Region of the Mortal Realm, the Eastern Sky Tyrant King returned to the Dongfang Family's ancestral land. She was in a sorry state, but she was not as shabby as Gu Ling.
Everyone who was paying attention to the outcome of the battle thought that news would come from the Dongfang Family. However, the Eastern Sky Tyrant King did not say anything.
She went straight to the Dongfang Family's ancestral land and went into seclusion.
The Eastern Sky Tyrant King also had some enlightenment during the battle with Gu Ling, so he went into seclusion immediately.
As Gu Ling and the Eastern Sky Tyrant King went into seclusion, countless people thought that the cultivation world could finally rest for a while. However, at this time, the Old Tortoise wanted to conquer the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
The fellows surrounding the Demon Clan's ancestral land collapsed without being attacked, and they all retreated.
And the Old Tortoise was not someone who could be easily bullied.
He began to calculate. The first unlucky one was the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, because an ancestor of the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains was defeated and fled back to the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
Among them, was the Primordial Demon Lord.
The Primordial Demon Lord was one of the strongest Demon Lords in the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains. Other than the Undead Demon Lord, he was the most powerful and terrifying.
However, such a powerful Demon Lord had been directly defeated by Gu Fei's martial arts incarnation. Even the Demon Clan's Sacred Mountain had been destroyed.
The Primordial Demon Lord's demon body was destroyed, leaving only a primordial spirit to escape.
The Primordial Demon Lord was lucky to have cultivated more than one primordial spirit. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to escape back to the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
Even if his primordial spirit escaped back to the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, it would not be easy to restore his cultivation. It would take a long time.
"Damn, damn it!"
The roar of the Primordial Demon Lord came from the Primordial Demon Palace in the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
"Haha … Primordial Beginning, I didn't expect you to have such a day."
A loud laughter resounded, and a demonic shadow appeared outside the Primordial Demon Palace.
"Who are you?!"
More than a dozen powerful demonic shadows instantly rushed out of the Primeval Demon Palace and stared at the demonic shadow in the sky.
"Scram!"
With a wave of his right hand, the dozen or so Demon Race experts that rushed out of the Primordial Demon Palace were sent flying, spitting out blood from their mouths.
"Yes …"
"Lord Undead Demon Lord …"
The group of Demons finally knew who the intruder was. All of them knelt on the ground, trembling in fear. Some of them even laid on the ground, trembling in fear.
Demons, the law of the jungle to the extreme.
In the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, the weak only had absolute obedience to the strong. The life and death of the weak were in the hands of the strong. If the strong wanted the weak to live, then the weak couldn't die.
In the eyes of the Undead Demon Lord, the subordinates of the Primordial Demon Lord were just ants.
"Undead, what do you mean by this!"
A wave of divine sense spread out from the Primordial Demon Palace.
"Nothing, just that your place is not bad, I want it. Take your trash and scram!" The Undead Demon Lord said indifferently.
"What …"
The Primordial Demon Lord was immediately angered.
"What, you don't want to leave?"
The Undead Demon Lord said coldly.
The Primordial Demon Palace became silent, the Primordial Demon Lord did not answer, his subordinates were even more shocked. The Undead Demon Lord's behavior was too ugly.
Although the Primordial Demon Lord was defeated by Gu Fei's martial arts incarnation, he did not really die.
"You win!"
After a while, the Primordial Demon Lord had to accept the reality.
In fact, the Undead Demon Lord did not take advantage of the Primordial Demon Lord's injuries to kill him, the Primordial Demon Lord was already thanking the gods.
After chasing away the Primordial Demon Lord, the Undead Demon Lord finally unified the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains and became the master of the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains, the supreme ruler of billions of Demons.
This time, he chased away the Primordial Demon Lord effortlessly, giving the Undead Demon Lord a great advantage.
However, the Undead Demon Lord was only happy for a few days when news came that the descendant of the Tai Huang was going to attack the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains.
"Preposterous!"
The Undead Demon Lord was shocked and angry.
At this time, the Old Tortoise had already begun to gather troops. All the forces that were on good terms with the Demon Race had sent their armies to participate in the Demon Hunting Conference.
The Demon Race was the public enemy of the world. The Old Tortoise stepped forward and sent out invitations to summon countless forces from the Heavenly Realm and the Mortal World to form the Demon Hunting Coalition Army.
In an instant, the Heavenly Realm and the Mortal World all responded.
Even the forces that had enmity with the Demon Race had sent their men.
For a moment, the outside of the Demon Race's ancestral land was bustling with noise and excitement.
The Old Tortoise even organized a pledge rally before leading the coalition army to attack the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
An incomparably shocking sound came from the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains.
The war between the Demons and Celestials erupted. Countless demonic thunderbolts blasted out from the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains. The Demon Hunting Army was attacked as soon as they got close to the One Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains.
Balls of pitch-black demonic thunderbolts descended from the sky towards the Demon Hunting Army. Each ball of demonic thunderbolts emitted a terrifying aura of destruction.
"Defend!"
An angry roar came from the Demon Hunting Army. In the next moment, a ball of divine light emerged and the demonic thunderbolts that descended from the sky directly landed on the divine light.
The demonic thunderbolts exploded and released the strongest destructive power.
The layer of divine light that enveloped the Demon Hunting Army shook violently.
"Let me take on these demon bastards!"
An old voice sounded. An old man led thousands of white-robed swordsmen out. This was the Clear Sky Sword Faction of the Heavenly Realm.
The old man was the current Faction Master of the Clear Sky Sword Faction. He was a Quasi-Supreme and peerlessly powerful.
These thousands of swordsmen were the strongest sword cultivators of the Clear Sky Sword Faction. They formed a sword formation that could fight against peak Quasi-Supreme existences.
"Haha, then let's watch Faction Master Clear Sky's performance."
The Old Tortoise laughed and said.
"Your Highness is too polite!"
The Faction Master nodded at the Old Tortoise.
"Boom!"
The sword formation formed by the Clear Sky Sword Faction erupted. Thousands of swordsmen emitted dazzling sword rays at the same time. Countless sword rays gathered together and turned into a huge peerless sword ray.
"Swoosh!"
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