But the result disappointed everyone. Not a single one was left. Du Shaofu, Du Xiaoyao, and Zhen Qingchun had taken all of them.
Some experts had observed that there were at least 50 or 60 saint level treasures, and there were also quite a number of Cosmos Bags. But now, all of them had fallen into the hands of Du Shaofu, Du Xiaoyao, and Du Xiaoyao.
Swoosh, swoosh …
In an instant, many people's eyes fell on Du Shaofu, Du Xiaoyao, and Zhen Qingchun. Their eyes were red.
"It's good that Shaojing is fine."
Du Shaofu didn't care about the gazes around him. His feet touched the ground, and he rushed to Du Tingxuan's side, looking at the beautiful figure from afar.
"Mmm … It's good that you're fine." Du Tingxuan nodded. His expression hid guilt and self-blame.
"Devil religion …"
Far away in the void, very far away, there was billowing demonic aura. The evil aura affected the void. There were many figures there, emitting a terrifying aura. Du Shaofu saw many familiar figures from afar.
"It seems that things are quite strange."
Looking around, Du Shaofu frowned slightly.
Judging from the current lineup, there was no doubt that the Demonic Cult was an extremely terrifying force at the moment. There were several Demon Emperors, and the most powerful among them was so powerful that even the Moon Saint was no match for them.
The Legalism Dragons and several other saint level experts. Although there weren't many of them, they were even more difficult to deal with. They wouldn't have too many scruples.
Du Shaofu was deep in thought. The Devil religion and the Legalism Dragons wouldn't let him go. Fortunately, he had his grandfather, Jialou Batian, Xuan Gu, Moon Saint, and other experts with him. They all had their own scruples.
In addition, there were also Daoist, School of Agriculture, School of Confucianism, School of Mohism, School of Buddhism, and other Sage Realm experts, as well as rogue cultivators.
"Demon King Du Shaofu, everyone who sees the treasures should have a share. So many of us have entered the Eternal Tomb, and many of us have died. We were almost killed as well, but we can't reap all the benefits alone!"
Suddenly, such a sentence came out from the crowd and spread through the void.
When these words were spoken, many gazes immediately followed the voice and landed on a black-clothed old man in the crowd.
It was a black-clothed, white-haired old man. His forehead was extremely high, and his cheekbones were deeply set. He gave off a gloomy and fierce feeling.
"Domain Lord Netherruler, this old man is still alive!"
Someone in the crowd spoke, recognizing the old man who spoke. He seemed to be quite famous.
"That's right. Everyone who sees a Saint artifact should have a share. You can't keep it all to yourself!"
"Everyone should have a share. You should at least take out some Saint artifacts and treasures to share with everyone!"
"There are so many of us here, and many of our friends and family have been robbed along the way. We cannot let the Desolate Country monopolize the treasures!"
"…"
As the Domain Lord Netherruler's voice trailed off, people gradually agreed with him in whispers.
It didn't take long for many people to gather together. There were many rogue cultivators and even many small and medium-sized forces.
They had watched so many Saint artifacts and treasures fall into the hands of the Desolate Country. They didn't want to return empty-handed. They hoped to gain something.
However, at this moment, those major forces didn't participate. The Dragons of Legalism and other Saint Realm experts watched from afar.
The people of the Devil religion were entrenched in the distant sky, sizing up the front and ignoring the commotion.
The Domain Lord Netherruler watched as more and more people around him supported him. There were even many people who were leaning towards him. There was a trace of a smile in his eyes.
Everything was as he expected. The Demon King Du Shaofu had obtained all the Saint artifacts and treasures, which was enough to infuriate everyone.
Although those major forces were still watching, as long as there was an opportunity, they wouldn't let it go.
If he stirred up trouble, he would be able to fish in troubled waters. The Demon King Du Shaofu would definitely be in a lot of trouble.
Could it be that the Demon King still dared to provoke the crowd at this time?
"Demon King Du Shaofu, it's not nice of you to monopolize the Saint artifacts and treasures. In the Heavenly Devil Battlefield, all of us have paid a price, but in the end, all the treasures fell into your hands. Are you trying to ignore us all?"
The Domain Lord Netherruler spoke again. With so many people supporting him, what could the Demon King Du Shaofu do to him? He probably wouldn't dare to provoke everyone.
Although it was disadvantageous for him to offend the Demon King and the Desolate Country, if he could get a Saint artifact or something, it would be worth it.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, before Nether Rider Territorial Lord could finish his sentence, an extremely vigorous and fierce aura spread out in all directions. Eighteen figures stood upright as they pounced out.
The formless and fierce aura froze the void. It was as if eighteen peerless weapons had been born.
The eighteen figures shot out like eighteen streaks of golden light. Their terrifying killing intent and baleful aura caused all living beings to tremble in fear!
"Kill!"
The black-robed youth in the lead was surging with killing intent. Under his scattered bangs, his eyes were piercingly cold and sharp. He rushed toward the crowd that was shouting the most actively. The sword in his hand swept out with unparalleled killing intent.
"Kill!"
A long spear pierced the void. A beast-like youth waved his spear and shattered the space where the spear passed.
These were the Eighteen Celestial Guards. They were the eighteen weapons of the World Society. They were known as the eighteen weapons of the World Society.
When someone provoked the Desolate Country and the Demon King Du Shaofu, the Eighteen Celestial Guards didn't need to take orders and directly attacked.
"Rumble …"
In an instant, the sky was filled with runes and killing intent. Someone's body exploded and blood splattered. The muffled sound of energy mixed with screams was heard.
"Ah …"
There were endless screams and wails. How many of these motley crew could be a match for the Eighteen Celestial Guards?
"Let me do it. I'll take care of these annoying guys!"
A tender voice was heard. A small figure rushed out and appeared in the chaotic battlefield.
It was a little girl with green eyes. She looked at the chaotic battlefield with excitement. Not only was she not afraid to retreat, but she was also looking forward to it.
"Du Xiaohuang, come back here!"
Zixuan shouted. The little girl who rushed out carelessly was none other than Du Xiaohuang.
"Godmother, don't worry. Those guys can't do anything to Du Xiaohuang!"
Little Xingxing curled her lips. She looked calm and had absolute confidence.
"Boom!"
At the same time, in the front of the battlefield, as Du Xiaohuang's tender voice fell, a ray of light shot out from her palm. In the palm of her hand, there was a seven-colored light in the green light. In the last moment, it turned into a huge mountain in the void. It was filled with alternating colors of white and black. There was a seven-colored light that fluctuated with runes.
This mountain was very strange. From the foot of the mountain to the peak, there were countless caves, like a beehive.
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