Wherever the shockwave passed, life was cut off.
Everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers fell into absolute silence.
There were no cries of insects and birds, no cries of fear from the surviving beasts, no sounds of metal clashing between humans and demons, no screams of slaughter, and even the screams of the wounded lying on the ground had disappeared.
Apart from the few humans floating in the air, the whole world was empty. Only the sound of the wind echoing in their ears and hearts could be heard.
Li Muyang's long hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. He looked thoughtfully at Cui Xiaoxin in front of him.
To her, breaking through his "Dragon Rising to Heaven" seemed to be an insignificant matter.
The more relaxed she appeared, the heavier their hearts became.
Tai-shu Yongsheng picked up Lu Xingkong at the critical moment. Otherwise, Lu Xingkong, who had fallen to the ground, would have been cut in half by the powerful qi.
Ying Wuyu also had a lingering fear. The teacher of a nation, with a hundred years of cultivation, was actually so helpless in front of the Demon King.
This demon was really too powerful. Every attack and every move was light and gentle, but the damage was amazing, making it difficult for people to contend with it.
The worst part was that none of its moves could be countered.
For example, most of the divine skills and techniques of the human race were comprehended by predecessors over and over again. There were names, moves, and certain rules and trajectories.
It should be known that the more rules followed, the more flaws there were.
Of course, the stronger the person, the more flaws they could see. Those with lower strength could not see or see very few flaws.
High-level cultivators used the rules, and low-level cultivators followed the rules.
Although the cultivation methods of the demon race also depended on the demon race's geniuses to experience and comprehend, to endure all kinds of painful training, and to hone their own bodies to cultivate …
However, the demon race was better at using the power of nature, communicating with heaven and earth, and communicating with nature.
Especially the Demon King, who lived in the abyss, was illuminated by the red moon, had an almost immortal life, and a steady supply of abyss poison gas.
In these tens of thousands of years, even if he did nothing, the abyss gas he absorbed could make him the most powerful king in the world, a monster that people could not underestimate.
Besides, how could anyone who had become the Abyss Master be easy to deal with?
Li Muyang was also looking for the Demon King's weakness.
Just like how he had broken the Black Star Priest's Astral Formation, he did not believe that a person's moves were flawless.
It's just that you haven't found it yet, it's just that you're not strong enough …
"Yes, not strong enough …" Li Muyang gritted his teeth as he thought to himself. "It's almost impossible to increase one's strength in a short period of time … Especially at their level, it's as difficult as ascending the heavens to take a single step forward …"
'But if I can't increase my strength, I won't be able to find the Demon King's weakness … I won't be able to kill the Demon King and expel the million three-eyed demons from Flower Language Plains …'
Now, he, Tai-shu Yongsheng, the Dean of the Starry Sky Academy, and Ying Wuyu, the Imperial Advisor of the Peafowl Empire, had joined forces to fight against him, but they still could not gain any advantage …
Moreover, Li Xiangxiang knew very well that the longer this dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for the Human Race.
Although Li Shinian was leading hundreds of Buddhist monks to chant sutras to expel the abyss poison gas in Flower Language Plains, the effect was not obvious. This abyss poison gas was released by millions of demons at the same time, and it was not so dense and widespread overnight. How could these mere hundreds of people compete with millions of demons?
If the poison gas was not purified, the breathing of the Human Race would be a problem. The longer they stayed in Flower Language Plains, the more human deaths there would be.
Many of the deaths of the Human Race were not caused by the demons, but by poison gas.
When Li Muyang transformed into a dragon, he was guarding and supporting everywhere in the sky, so he knew the current situation of the Human Race like the back of his hand. He was also burning with anxiety.
If he did not think of a solution, the Human Race army would be wiped out.
If the army was destroyed, what would they rely on to protect the trillions of people?
"Li Muyang, I originally had great expectations for you … and even fear. After all, tens of thousands of years ago, it was that black dragon who seriously injured me, causing the Abyss Race to suffer heavy losses and flee. Tens of thousands of years later, it made a comeback and still regards the Dragon Race as a great enemy. It even deliberately seized the sea of memories of the Evil Moon Priest and found Cui Xiaoxin, a woman who is special to you … In the end, is this the attitude you use to greet me? "
"Is this the attitude you use to greet me …"
It sounded like a question, but it was actually an insult.
The Demon King was insulting Li Muyang, insulting this dragon who had once defeated and seriously injured him … You don't respect me, you don't cultivate properly, you don't make yourself stronger.
An opponent like you … makes me feel very bored and lonely.
"I said, I'm not that black dragon — —" Li Muyang said in a firm voice.
"Using this to avoid the responsibility that you have to bear?"
"No, what I want to say to you is … What the black dragon senior could do tens of thousands of years ago, I can do the same now …"
"With just you?" A smile appeared on the corner of Cui Xiaoxin's mouth. "With just the current you?"
As he spoke, Cui Xiaoxin's body suddenly appeared behind Li Muyang and grabbed Li Muyang's neck.
Just like how she had grabbed Lu Xingkong's neck earlier.
It was effortless and effortless.
The strange thing was, the Cui Xiaoxin who had spoken to Li Muyang was still standing in front of them with a bewitching smile, as if she had never left.
Indeed, she had never left, because now there were two Cui Xiaoxin in front of them, which meant that there were two Demon Kings …
One of the Demon Kings was smiling brightly and talking to Li Muyang, but the other Demon King appeared out of thin air and grabbed Li Muyang's neck.
There was not a trace of strength, nor any leakage of Primordial Qi, not even the feeling of a cold wind brushing past his body.
It was as if she should be there and had already grabbed Li Muyang's neck.
Doppelganger!
Humans could also do this.
However, when you doppelganger, there would naturally be illusions, the flow of Primordial Qi, and even Cui Xiaoxin's killing intent.
When a Demon King did it, there were no flaws.
One couldn't even tell which Demon King was real and which was fake. It was as if there were originally two Demon Kings in the world …
"With just the current you?" Cui Xiaoxin's smile was gentle, blowing into Li Muyang's ear like an orchid. "You can't kill me like this — —"
"Then kill me …" Li Muyang said fiercely.
"But what if I don't want to kill you?" Cui Xiaoxin said. "I am the master of the Abyss, the most powerful king in the entire Abyss. Humans are as insignificant as ants and will soon become food for the Abyss Race … But what about me? "
"I don't know if there are gods above the Nine Heavens. I can't find any traces of the gods … If you die too … how lonely will this world be?"
"Li Muyang, live …" Cui Xiaoxin said sincerely. "Stay with me. I know you like Cui Xiaoxin. I can be your wife … We can be together, we can live forever …"
"You …" Li Muyang's throat was stuck, so it was difficult for him to speak. "You're too ugly …"
"…"
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