"Mu Xiao," Lu Sheng said coldly.
Before the black hand could touch anything, it was smashed by a large number of divine powers.
"Are we really going to rebuild the Demon Court? Be a target in the sky? "Shang Yang asked hesitantly.
But this had nothing to do with her. She was not a Heavenly Dao Saint like Hong Jun who controlled everything and calculated everything.
Dozens of Great Magi were parasitized on the spot. The power of the Diabolical God controlled them to turn around and attack their own tribes.
As for those whose heads fell off, they picked them up and pressed them back. Countless tentacles joined them, and a few seconds later, they became strong again.
Most of them were guarding the strongholds outside. At this time, they all brought their troops back to defend. In just a dozen breaths, the Demon Court had more than thirty demon gods. Including those who survived, there were nearly fifty of them.
All kinds of divine powers were sold as if they were free.
They looked calm on the surface, but there was an absolute crazy battle maniac in their bones. But just based on the performance just now, she felt strange.
Although they were confident that they could defeat the white Vermilion Bird Demon God, given the current situation, even if they could defeat it, their tribes would be almost all dead by then.
"Phaseless Divine Light!"
The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire on Lu Sheng's body seemed to be extinguished by water. It disappeared completely in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
The leader of the Magi was the old man guarding the walking stick, Candle Dragon.
Lu Sheng's expression turned cold. He had already tested his current level of strength. It was much stronger than a Quasi-Saint, but not as strong as a Saint.
Mu Xiao looked at his Natal Divine Power in admiration. In the past, he could only release the divine power for a few seconds at most, and then he would be completely exhausted.
Some of the ruins of the Demon Court that were close were also slowly climbed up by the black light.
There were a thousand golden eyes on the trunk of the tree man. They slowly opened their eyes and looked at the giant black hand.
"Kill!"
That ending was meaningless.
"Chi chi chi chi!!!"
The remaining demon army knew that if they did not fight with their lives, they would definitely die.
"Boss, what do we do now?"
Black gas rose from the bottom up, penetrating the white sea of clouds like countless black maggots, quickly polluting and eroding the surrounding white clouds.
In the middle of the sea of clouds polluted by the black gas, a giant hand pierced out from the bottom to the top, grabbing the large area where Lu Sheng was.
This was the first time Lu Sheng had encountered such a straightforward opponent. Moreover, his opponent was the strongest person he had ever seen apart from the Sages.
However, Lu Sheng knew that this was not a true Undying Body. Their Undying Body depended on whether or not the Heretic God's Parasitic Power in their bodies had been exhausted.
"Kill!!"
"Allow me!" Dijiang snorted coldly and flapped his wings.
"Since the Saint has no intention of winning, then I'll take it as my presumptuous victory." There was still a faint smile on his face, as if the raging battle intent from before was just an illusion.
Lu Sheng made some calculations in his mind. He was about to summon the remaining demon gods under his command.
Black Wind suppressed the demon army and covered the Witch Tribe's retreat.
"All Yao soldiers, heed my command. Retreat!" he said directly.
"Maintain the status quo. Continue to revolve according to the orbit of the sun. Maintain the spell formation there. Don't touch it. The rest of you, start rebuilding the Demon Court, "Lu Sheng ordered.
As the Witch Tribe retreated, large amounts of black smoke retreated with Black Wind, returning to pure white.
It wasn't just him.
"Yes!"
That wasn't all. A huge hole tens of thousands of miles wide was smashed through the entire black sea of clouds.
"Ignore them. They can't even take care of themselves right now." Lu Sheng said casually. If the Heretic God's Force was so easily broken, then the huge Heretic Gods in the Realm of Heretic Gods wouldn't be able to survive.
Therefore, he must have something of his own to rely on.
Lu Sheng's heart stirred. He wasn't very familiar with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. If he fought them hastily, his chances of winning weren't high.
"Kill!" He didn't need to say anything else. He gave the order to attack.
"I hope you'll do as you say." Nuwa said one last sentence and pointed. Immediately, a red light shot out from her fingertip and landed gently in front of Lu Sheng.
Suddenly, the sea of clouds in the sky trembled.
"Storm!"
In an instant, countless streaks of golden light rained down. It was as if golden raindrops were raining down from the sky.
However, now, he felt an endless amount of power in his body. His Mystical Ability surged out and shot down.
"Bring the people. Let's go!" he ordered.
Now that there was a hole in the defense, and due to other reasons, the defending army collapsed. The Witch Tribe finally broke through the defense line and charged into the Heavenly Court.
"Retreat!" They had to find out what that peculiar power was as soon as possible. Before that, they couldn't start a war.
The black wind wasn't too powerful, but it couldn't be ignored. It would corrode and freeze the bodies of the demons if it touched them.
As for the demon soldiers who fought against Lu Sheng, they were burned to ashes by the terrifying Vermilion Bird Divine Fire.
Countless Heretic God's Power ignored their powerful attacks. It passed through everything like a phantom and instantly entered their mouths and noses.
Although they didn't have the help of the formation, these demon gods that had been parasitized were fearless. As long as they didn't lose their heads, their combat power wouldn't be affected.
It should be known that this power surpassed all forms of energy apart from Mental Energy that he'd ever seen. Only the Heretic God's Power could fight against the Heretic God's Power. Lu Sheng had tested this countless times.
The red light faded. A red jade talisman decree was revealed.
The Candle Dragon made a prompt decision and ordered a retreat.
Above the Demon Court, the corpses of demon soldiers could be seen on the reinforced cloud walls. Most of them were killed in the battle with the Witch Tribe.
They could fight against the innate spirit treasures of two Demi-Saints. However, this was their limit. Unless he …
After being parasitized, he successfully changed his mind and became the number one advisor under Lu Sheng. He was also the one who mobilized these demon gods to gather quickly.
Before this, the Demon Court had mobilized all the demon soldiers it could to surround him.
This was a madman.
Instantly, the battle cries of countless soldiers intertwined. They collided with each other like a torrent of sound waves.
A spot of black light flashed and exploded. Countless black winds swept between heaven and earth.
The Phantom Chariot swayed its nine huge ugly heads and flew over from afar.
Currently, he controlled 99% of the demon gods, and the demon gods controlled all of the Heavenly Court's demon soldiers. The billions of demon soldiers were under his control in a disguised way.
However, the Heretic God's Power was formless and extremely corrosive. It could not be exhausted at all. The Grand Shamans of the Witch Tribe were at a great disadvantage the moment they came into contact with the demon gods.
Without waiting for Lu Sheng to speak, they also unleashed their most powerful Mystical Abilities at the black sea of clouds.
Their bodies seemed to be immortal and indestructible.
His heart was literally bleeding.
"No, we can't afford to gamble!" Zhu Jiu's expression was dark. Initially, they only planned to come here to take advantage of the situation and see if they could reap more benefits. They did not expect to lose dozens of Grand Shamans the moment they met.
After all, lunatics like this would not be able to reach such heights. More than 99% of such people would die midway due to too many battles and internal injuries.
The entire battlefield fell silent. Space was completely frozen.
The remaining dozen or so demon gods who had survived rushed out of the ruins. They had horrifying wounds on their bodies, but now, they were healing at an astonishing speed. There were not even any scars left on their healed skin.
This was a strange parasitic power that was specially created to deal with living beings.
Nuwa was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "If you can defeat the Witch Tribe and maintain ten thousand years of peace, I can accept your challenge."
A loud and coarse roar interrupted his thoughts.
The demon gods still wanted to attack. A monster with eight heads and a human face, a tiger's body and eight tails, rose from the black clouds.
It could be said that, except for the absence of East Emperor Si Xi and the other three, most of the demon court remained the same. It was just that the highest leader had changed.
"The Witch Tribe …?" Mu Xu transformed into a human and landed next to Lu Sheng.
He raised his turbid, pale yellow eyes and immediately looked at Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng swept his cold gaze across the area. His eyes lit up with a red glow. His gaze pierced through the clouds and the black Qi, and he saw that on the ground below, countless black Qi was carrying a huge stretch of the Witch Tribe army. They were flying toward the demon court.
The Candle Dragon did not say anything. He knew that this was the moment when the demon race was at its weakest. He immediately ordered an all-out attack.
Especially after he and his sister, Fei Lian, got together and recognized the feelings deep in his heart, Shang Yang's attitude towards Lu Sheng had changed.
"Damn it!" The Candle Dragon was about to summon the Witch Ancestor to attack. When he saw this scene, his heart turned cold.
Countless poisonous thorns burning with white flames, large rainbow-like light ribbons, huge dark red acid balls that kept exploding, and so on.
"Turn!" Dijiang shouted. The Parasitic Great Witches who had been slaughtering his tribe were teleported away immediately. No one knew where they went.
Behind Lu Sheng, demon immortals that had recovered from their injuries kept appearing one after another. There were also many demon immortals that flew over from other areas. Those were the demon immortals that he had parasitized.
"Big Brother, we might be able to get rid of the control if we kill that White Vermilion Bird!" Goumang suggested.
The arm was ten thousand meters long and a few hundred meters wide. It was covered in black hair and had six fingers. The fingertips burned with a black flame-like mist.
Any living thing that touched this Formless Divine Light would be dissolved and digested instantly, as if it had never appeared in the world.
A huge greenish-black treant suddenly stood up from the ruins of the demon court. It was ten thousand meters tall. Instead of leaves, there were countless greenish-purple tentacles on its branches.
Through the hole, the Witch Tribe army and Lu Sheng's group of demon immortals were facing each other.
Lu Sheng pinched the decree and looked up, but Nvywa was nowhere to be seen.
"Witch Tribe … I don't want to waste ten thousand years here …" He gently crushed the decree. Such a saint's decree would not exist for long. After the message was sent, it would disappear automatically.
However, Nvywa knew very well that Lu Sheng really wanted to fight with her.
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