"Brother Qingchun, can you lend me your Six Wheels Blood Killing Array?"
Du Shaofu smiled. His elder brother, Zhen Qingchun's Six Wheels Blood Killing Array was ranked ninth in the world. It could devour the energy of any living being within the array for its own use and strengthen the array's controller. As long as it was strong enough, it could kill the world's top experts!
"Alright, come find me more often next time. I'll let you control the Six Wheels Blood Killing Array first!"
Zhen Qingchun didn't hesitate at all and smiled. He already knew what Du Shaofu was going to do. To him, this was definitely a good thing.
"Actually, I don't need to control it too much. Just let me use it at a critical moment. We don't have enough time. I'm afraid that even if you let me control the Six Wheels Blood Killing Array, I won't be able to display its mysteries."
Du Shaofu smiled. He already had an idea in his mind. He said to Zhen Qingchun, "We still have to make some preparations tonight. Then, we'll wait for them to come. I hope they don't come too little, or it'll be a waste of my energy."
"Alright, this time we'll kill them directly."
Zhen Qingchun had never been a soft-hearted person. At this moment, when he saw Du Shaofu's expression, he knew that he was confident. The unlucky ones would be the Legalism, the Dragons, and the School of Vertical and Horizontal.
"Whoosh whoosh …"
Then, everyone sat down cross-legged and adjusted their breathing. Du Shaofu and the Sacred Array Child, Zhen Qingchun, took advantage of the night to flicker around the surrounding mountains.
"Bang bang …"
Those who were still watching from afar and weren't afraid of making a scene were directly dealt with by Zhen Qingchun. They could only blame their curiosity for killing the cat.
The night was so dark that the moonlight couldn't disperse.
Broken walls and ruins were the remains of an ancient palace.
A purple-haired young man stood there quietly. His clothes fluttered, and the space around him was somewhat distorted. In the night, his body emitted a kind of luster, releasing an ancient, magnificent, and desolate misty aura. Just by standing there casually, he seemed to be extraordinary and arrogant.
"Brother Ying Mo, Dragon Four, Seven, and Eight are already on their way. Su Yunyi from the School of Vertical and Horizontal has come personally. We've also received confirmation that Du Shaofu and Zhen Qingchun are still at their original location. Dragon Six is being held hostage by them."
A young man's face was a little shocked, and his heart palpitated. He pondered for a moment and said, "Long Liu's body seems to have been roasted and eaten by that kid."
"Phew …"
Under the faint moonlight, the young man looked up slightly. His purple hair was filled with the moonlight, and his handsome facial features were slightly raised. He murmured, "He can't live. If he doesn't die, he will be a knot in my heart, a knot in my heart forever."
"Brother Ying Mo, that Demon King Du Shaofu is too ferocious. Should we wait for Uncle Wudi to come?" The young man asked, looking a little worried.
"There's no need. There's me, Su Yunyi, and Four, Seven, and Eight Dragons. They must have brought that treasure of the Dragon Clan. It's enough."
The purple-haired young man said. His eyes were filled with light. His right sleeve fluttered with the wind, but it didn't affect his temperament at all. He was still like a god, emitting the power of heaven and earth.
… … …
The moonlight was setting in the west. A layer of white fog covered the mountains, gradually turning into a thin veil.
Dawn was like a magical hand, gently parting the thin veil of fog. The sky began to brighten.
"Whoosh whoosh …"
From afar, a dense crowd of figures streaked across the sky as if they were piercing through the void. They turned into rainbows and instantly appeared above the mountains.
"They're a little slow …"
On a huge rock, the golden light around Du Shaofu's body converged. He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, shaking the space. He stretched, and the golden light in his eyes converged. Finally, it turned clear.
"Boom …"
At the same time, the surrounding auras suddenly awakened, shaking the void.
"They're here."
Su Muxin stood up, her face rosy. She seemed to have benefited a lot from the dragon meat.
"There seems to be a lot of them. It's worth waiting for so long."
Du Shaofu smiled. His eyes rippled with golden light, and his figure disappeared.
"Whoosh whoosh …"
Su Muxin, Zhen Qingchun, Master Apothecary, Yi Wuming, Du Yu, Ghost Child, and Wu Que immediately followed.
On top of the mountains, no less than two thousand figures gathered. Waves of invisible auras distorted the void, vast and vast, causing the void to tremble.
"It's Legalism, School of Vertical and Horizontal, and people from the Dragons. Such a big lineup. Are they surrounding the Demon King, Du Shaofu?"
"Han Yingmo from the Han Family is a Nirvana Supremacy. Su Yunyi from the School of Vertical and Horizontal is also a Nirvana Supremacy!"
"Dragon Seven, Dragon Eight, and Dragon Four from the Dragon Clan. Oh my god, the Dragon Clan has sent out all their elites!"
Such a big lineup caused a commotion. Some people followed from afar and exclaimed.
"He didn't run. He should be prepared. Everyone, be careful. He's a Talisman Master!"
In front of the mighty crowd, a purple-haired youth spoke. His robe's right sleeve was empty.
He was Han Yingmo, the number one of the younger generation of the school of Legalism. Back on the Martial Proof Platform, his supreme palm had been broken by Du Shaofu, destroying his right arm and severely injuring him. In order to enter the divine realm, the school of Legalism had paid a huge price.
"Han Yingmo, you lost to him back then. Once bitten, twice shy. You're afraid before the battle!"
A man in a grey battle robe stood in the sky. His temperament was gentle, but he gave people a feeling that he could tear everything apart.
This grey battle robe youth stood beside Han Yingmo. He wasn't drowned out at all. He was able to compete with Han Yingmo and look down on everyone.
"He's a Supremacy Supremacy and has reached Nirvana Supremacy. If you fight him alone, you'll definitely lose!" Han Yingmo spoke. His expression was very calm.
"Is that so …"
The man called Su Yunyi raised his eyes slightly. He didn't say anything and didn't argue. It wasn't clear if he was confident and disdained to argue, or if he silently agreed with Han Yingmo's words.
"Are we afraid of that brat when we have so many people? Even if there's a trap, we'll just break it. Let's get rid of that brat as soon as possible. If those people from the Yin-Yang School, Mo School, and School of Agriculture come, it'll be troublesome to kill that brat."
A blue-robed young man opened his mouth. His voice was filled with an arrogance that flowed from his bloodline and bones. His body also emitted a dragon's might aura that caused the space to feel pressured for no reason. This caused some of the surrounding Demonic Beasts to be intimidated by his invisible aura, causing the depths of their beast souls to tremble for some unknown reason.
"Don't let that brat run away again. That brat is shameless!"
Beside the blue-robed youth, a young man in scarlet battle clothes that seemed to be burning with flames suddenly surged out of his eyes. He also emitted a vast dragon aura.
Han Yingmo's gaze swept across the two Dragons, but he didn't pay too much attention to them. In the end, his gaze fell on a yellow-robed youth. His gaze was more serious as he said, "Long Si, do you want to wait for Long San?"
"Don't worry, us three brothers are confident. If you have any doubts, why don't we spar first?"
The yellow-robed youth raised his eyes. His eyes were deep and terrifying. The more he looked at them, the more he felt like a divine fire was burning.
"I'm just making sure. Don't underestimate him."
Han Yingmo spoke. His gaze was indifferent and sharp. He didn't want any accidents to happen this time. He didn't want to fail a second time.
As his voice faded, Han Yingmo raised his head and looked ahead. His purple hair swayed behind him as he said softly, "He's here."
Whoosh whoosh …
A figure swept down and appeared in the messy mountain peaks.
At the front was a purple-robed youth, followed by a beautiful woman. She was holy and majestic, charming and charming.
Beside the purple-robed youth, there was a grey-robed elder and a middle-aged man.
The elder's eyes were deep and there was a faint golden light in them.
Although the middle-aged man looked a little wretched, he had his own charm. His entire body was emitting a murderous aura that made people's hearts tremble.
In an instant, there were more than a hundred people descending. All of them had a sharp aura and were outstanding. Their bodies were rippling with vigorous fluctuations.
Whoosh whoosh …
Everyone's eyes fell on the purple-robed young man.
"Du Shaofu!"
Many people's gazes suddenly trembled. They couldn't help but feel shocked. For many people who came, the purple-robed youth had given them too much of a shock.
Du Shaofu glanced around and saw many familiar figures. There were old acquaintances like Long Qi and Long Ba from the Dragon Clan. There were also many disciples from the School of Vertical and Horizontal. He had seen them at the Legalism Demonstration Stage.
"You seem to have recovered well."
Du Shaofu glanced at Han Yingmo. Han Yingmo's face was rosy and his breathing was stable. He had recovered from his injuries.
"Du Shaofu, you're dead today!"
Long Ba said. His voice seemed to be able to shake the space. His eyes rippled like the waves of the sea. Back then, he had been captured and tortured. Now that he had met his enemy, his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Loser, you can't even withstand a single blow!"
Du Shaofu replied. He didn't take Long Ba's words to heart. His gaze fell on the grey-robed youth from the School of Vertical and Horizontal. The invisible aura was enough to prove that he was the leader of the School of Vertical and Horizontal. He said, "Tell me your name."
"Remember, Su Yunyi from the School of Vertical and Horizontal!"
The grey-robed youth said. His expression was calm, but his eyes were flickering like a divine fire.
"The School of Vertical and Horizontal wants to kill me too?"
Du Shaofu asked. The Dragons and Legalism had a deep grudge against each other. Du Shaofu wasn't surprised that the Dragons and Legalism wanted to team up to kill him.
However, Du Shaofu was surprised that the School of Vertical and Horizontal wanted to kill him. He couldn't find anything from the Yuan Spirits of many of the School of Vertical and Horizontal's disciples. Perhaps only a few of them knew about the School of Vertical and Horizontal's decision.
"You should have died back then. It's already a blessing that you've lived for so long. You and your father are the shame of the School of Vertical and Horizontal. Today, you must end it!"
Su Yunyi's voice was indifferent. His eyes were cold and murderous.
Du Shaofu's eyes flickered. Golden light surged. The School of Vertical and Horizontal wanted to kill him. This matter seemed to have something to do with his drunkard father.
"There should be a talisman formation set up nearby. It's time to use it. Otherwise, I won't have another chance!"
Han Yingmo's gaze swept across the surroundings. Then, he looked at Du Shaofu. His eyes were bright and clean, like a god descending to the world. His expression was calm. Accompanied by a powerful aura, he said, "However, I have bad news for you. The Dragons have brought a treasure that can break through all talisman formations. You have no chance of winning."
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