Faint rumbling sounds came from the horizon. Ye Xuan tried his best to restrain his aura and flew towards that direction. After a dozen breaths, he saw the battlefield in front of him that seemed to have fallen into chaos.
The sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. The earth was collapsing, the ground was collapsing, and the space was distorted. The battle between the two peak-level Demon Kings and the Magus Marquis was like the end of the world, causing the land within hundreds of thousands of miles to sink.
Fortunately, this was the Primitive World, which was even sturdier than the Boundless World. Otherwise, a single peak-level Demon King was enough to easily destroy a region of the universe.
Even in the Primitive World, the battle between the two peak-level Demon Kings and the Magus Marquis had caused heavy casualties to all living creatures within hundreds of thousands of miles.
Just the battle between the two peak-level Demon Kings and the Magus Marquis was already like this. Ye Xuan really did not dare to imagine how fierce the battle between the Demon Gods and the Grand Shaman he sensed a few hours ago must have been. It was probably more than a hundred times more terrifying than the battle here.
Hiding far away, watching the battle between the two peak-level Demon Kings and the Magus Marquis, Ye Xuan's eyes shone brightly. He looked through the void and saw the two huge figures fighting inside.
Compared to before he left, the ox demon and the burly Sorcerer from the Rong Tribe who were fighting now were in an extremely sorry state. One of the two horns on the ox demon's head had been broken, and it was dripping with blood. The burly Sorcerer from the Rong Tribe did not have an advantage either. The huge tail behind him had been chopped off, and his body, which was covered with fiery red scales, was pierced by the ox demon's giant horn. Fiery red blood flowed continuously from the wound like magma.
"Fight, fight. When you're done, I'll settle the score with you!" In the dark, watching the ox demon and the Rong Tribe Sorcerer fighting each other, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth lifted slightly, and a sneer flashed across his face.
Originally, he did not want to cause any trouble. Previously, when he saw the battle between the two Demon Gods and the Grand Shaman, he deliberately avoided them. However, he did not expect that while he avoided the two Demon Gods and the Grand Shaman, he did not avoid the three Demon Kings and the Magus Marquis.
What made him even more depressed was that the Magus Marquis of the Rong Tribe actually wanted him to be his shield again.
Why "again"?
He didn't forget that before they encountered the Wave Jade Tribe, a few demon beasts had chased after a Wu Clan member. That Wu Clan member, Ming Wu, had done the same thing as him. He had also used Ye Xuan as a shield and made him fight a tiger demon at the Early-stage of the Demon King Realm.
"F * ck!" Why did he encounter another Tiger Demon today? Could it be that he had clashed with a Tiger Demon from the Untainted Land?
Ye Xuan recalled what had happened last time and thought about this time. Somehow, he felt like he was going through reincarnation.
Could it be that the Sorcerer in front of him would also give him treasures?
The previous Wu Clan member, Ming Wu, had given him the Primordial Treasure, the Nine-nine Soul-dispersing Gourd. Now, the Wu Clan member of the Rong Tribe wanted to give him the last treasure from the previous auction.
Thinking about that treasure, Ye Xuan's eyes lit up slightly. He did not forget that the last treasure was won by the Wu Clan member of the Rong Tribe. Although the Rong Tribe had sent a Senior Shaman this time, there was no guarantee that the treasure was still with the Wu Clan member of the Rong Tribe.
If that was the case, this Wu Clan member of the Rong Tribe was really a good person. He had specially come to give him a treasure.
Thinking of this, the smile on Ye Xuan's face became colder and deeper.
Rumble! ~ ~ ~
The void collapsed and everything was reduced to dust. Amidst the raging Chaotic Qi, the battle between the ox demon king and the burly man from the Rong Tribe was finally coming to an end. As the two fought, the silver bracelet that the ox demon king had taken out was shattered by the burly man from the Rong Tribe with his bare hands. However, the burly man from the Rong Tribe didn't have the upper hand either. His right arm was directly blown to pieces by the silver bracelet that looked like an Acquired Spiritual Treasure. At that moment, the ox demon king roared and took out another spear-shaped Acquired Spiritual Treasure. He pierced the chest of the burly man from the Rong Tribe.
"Roar! ~ ~ ~"
The Rong Tribe member roared angrily. He opened his mouth and spat out a red flame that was shaped like lightning. It shot violently towards the Ox Demon King's body.
The red flame that was shaped like lightning was not very fast. With the Ox Demon King's speed, he should have been able to dodge it. However, the Ox Demon King had just taken out the spirit spear and was already exhausted. In a moment of carelessness, the flame touched his body and quickly spread to his entire body.
"True Fire of the Sun, no …" The Ox Demon King let out a shrill roar. The flame spread to his entire body in less than two breaths. No matter how much the Ox Demon King urged the demon power in his body, he could not extinguish it.
In less than three breaths, the huge Ox Demon King's body rapidly shrank. Then, the fur and hide on the surface of his body were completely burned away. Soon, the bones underneath could be seen.
"Moo! ~ ~" The Ox Demon King let out an unwilling roar. Then, a golden light flew out of his head and he was about to flee into the distance.
"Die!" However, at that moment, the Rong Tribe member suddenly let out a loud roar. He swung his remaining left fist and a terrifying force erupted from it. The wind from his fist shook and seemed to shatter the void. It directly hit the Ox Demon King's primordial spirit that had escaped.
"No …" A shrill cry rang out, but it stopped abruptly. The Ox Demon King's primordial spirit was directly smashed to pieces and disappeared into the void.
It was only then that the Rong Tribe member knelt down. He held his chest that had been pierced by the spear with his left hand. Blood that was as hot as lava flowed down the spear and onto the ground, dyeing the ground red.
"Hah! Hah! ~ ~ " The Rong Tribe member was like a fish that had been thrown ashore. He panted heavily and his face was pale. Then, he used his remaining left hand to hold the silver spear and slowly pulled it out.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, blood gushed out of the Melong Tribe's burly man like a fountain. The ground instantly turned into a lake of blood, and his thousand-foot-tall body gradually shrunk.
At that moment, the burly man from the Sorcerer Tribe suddenly felt a bone-piercing chill. He looked up and saw a seven-colored ray of cold light shooting towards him like a bolt of lightning. Before he could react, it had already pierced through his head.
After manipulating the Dust Fantasy Cloud Sword to kill the burly man from the Wizard Tribe and confirm that even his primordial spirit was destroyed, Ye Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. His body swayed, and he appeared in front of the burly man from the Wizard Tribe.
"You're courting death!"
"Rumble!"
Before Ye Xuan could search for any treasures that might be on the Rong Tribe member, he suddenly heard a soul-stirring shout from the void, causing Ye Xuan's primordial spirit to tremble. Then, a huge palm that blotted out the sky approached him from afar. In a breath's time, it crossed millions of miles and pressed down on him …
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