"That person …" Ying Qingqing looked into the distance.
Jingang answered, "It is Xiu Zhe, the Left Sage Prince of the Mutated Races, also known as the Black Emperor."
He grinned. "But a few days ago, my Hierarch defeated him with one move and severely injured him."
Ying Qingqing focused her gaze.
A skinny man near the hall was wrapped in a black cloak.
Half of his pale face could be vaguely seen, and he kept coughing.
Such a weak and sick person gave off an evil and destructive aura, as if he was a disaster in the world.
Ying Qingqing had traveled the Jianghu before, she had heard of the bloody name of the Devil Cult, and also heard of the evil Black Death of the alien race.
She had to admit that Black Emperor Seok was not a bloodthirsty butcher who did not care about killing.
But to most people, the Book of Black Death was too good at attracting hatred.
To Ying Qingqing, the Book of Black Death of the Mutated Races gave her a much worse impression than the Devil religion.
She knew that Shi Jing, Li Tai, and the others had prepared an ambush. They planned to lure the Demon Emperor away and take advantage of the situation to get her out of the Starlight Tribulation.
But she did not expect that Shi Jing and the others' ambush, or helper, was Xiu Zhe, the Left Sage Prince of the Mutated Races.
Yes …
It was not that she did not expect it …
She had heard that in this southern expedition to the Demon Realm, besides the Middle Earth's alliance, there were also experts of the Mutated Races.
Ying Qingqing frowned.
"Black Emperor's … Hmm, subordinate, someone was captured by us. He disregarded his own injuries and insisted on saving people." Jin Gang chuckled and said, "That's why I hit it off with Shi Jing and the others, but it's useless. Our cult master has a wonderful plan, and everything is within his expectations. The other party is just walking into a trap."
He ordered people to bring out a small sedan. "Miss, please get on the sedan. The Hierarch has ordered us to take you to a safe place."
Ying Qingqing turned to look at the hall in the distance.
There, Black Emperor Seok and his subordinates, "Golden Eagle" Murong Xing and "Ghost Sword" Guo Ninglong, had already entered the hall.
As soon as they entered, they immediately realized something was wrong.
The main hall was empty.
"Your Majesty, I don't see Helian and Zar Lei!" Murong Xing yelled.
They still didn't know that the "Doctor King of North Desert" Zhalei had been killed by Chen Luoyang with a single palm strike. Naturally, they wanted to save him and Helian Zhe together.
However, it wasn't just Zhalei. Helian Zhe, who should have been imprisoned here, was also nowhere to be seen.
He joined hands with Shi Jing, Li Tai, and the others.
But Jie Xingmang was also not here.
Even Ying Qingqing, who had just entered the hall, had disappeared without a trace.
What's more, the palace was completely empty.
The followers of the Devil religion, the attendants and maids, were all nowhere to be seen.
"I've been tricked."
Xiu Zhe coughed repeatedly, and immediately led Murong Xing and Guo Ninglong out of the Demon Sovereign's palace hall.
At this moment, a dragon's roar resounded from all directions.
The four dragons surrounded the mountain from four directions.
Standing on the back of one of the dragons, Dharma Protector Zhu Rong of the Devil religion, Zhang Tianheng, sighed in admiration. "Black Emperor, I have to say that I admire you. Although I don't agree with your taste, you really have deep feelings for that pretty boy.
If it wasn't for my Hierarch's golden words, I really wouldn't believe that you didn't find a place to hide and recover after being severely injured by my Hierarch. Instead, you dared to secretly follow us and look for a chance to save him.
Have you ever thought that there are as many people who want to kill you as there are hairs on a cow? If you don't have the ability of my Hierarch, don't be so careless. "
Murong Xing and Guo Ninglong's expressions were extremely solemn.
From the other party's words, it was clear that they had already guessed that the ambushers Shi Jing had contacted were from the other races.
How had their tracks been exposed?
Ying Qingqing couldn't possibly know.
Logically, only a few people from the Xia Dynasty and the Sword Pavilion knew. The news shouldn't have leaked.
Could it be that there were spies from the Devil religion among them?
Xiu Zhe coughed repeatedly, his pale face turning a sickly red.
"Cough, cough … Helian, cough, cough … Where's Zar?" he asked.
At this moment, Jingang appeared from another direction and said with a chuckle, "Black Emperor, you should worry about yourself first. Back then, you were beaten half to death by my Hierarch. Instead of recovering from your injuries, you ran around day and night. Although a starving camel is still bigger than a horse, you should know how much strength you still have. I'm afraid that you might not be able to defeat Murong Xing and Guo Ninglong, right?"
"The Hierarch has instructed me to greet the honored guests. Your Majesty, Black Emperor, I greet you."
Another figure appeared, standing in a triangular formation with Zhang Tianheng and Jingang.
It was a grey-robed elder. He was like a light smoke, floating in the clouds.
It was Old Fu, who had served Chen Luoyang before and had followed Ying Qingqing's orders to leave.
At this moment, he revealed his cultivation level. It was clear that he was also a King Wu.
Moreover, his cultivation level was higher than the tenth realm Zhang Tianheng, Jingang, Murong Xing, and Guo Ninglong.
This was the eleventh realm, the Pericelestial realm.
The great Pericelestial King Wu was a Martial Grandmaster, but he was dressed in an unremarkable servant's attire.
He was not in a hurry and said softly, "The Hierarch will return in a moment. Your Majesty, please wait for a moment."
Guo Ninglong shouted, "Old Monster Gray Bat, you once commanded the world, but now you're willing to be someone's servant. Aren't you ashamed?"
Murong Xing's expression was grave.
Old Monster Gray Bat had once been a famous old devil in the Divine Central Continent.
His cultivation level was exquisite, and he was focused.
He was especially proficient in movement techniques and was as fast as a ghost. He was almost as fast as the Left Emissary of the Devil religion, Xiao Yuntian, who was known as the Wind Marquis.
This old devil had disappeared in recent years.
In the end, he was taken in as a personal servant by the Hierarch of the Devil religion?
"Mister Guo, how have you been? In this world, there is only Gray Bat under the Hierarch, not Old Monster Gray Bat." The grey-robed old man smiled warmly. "A fine bird chooses a good tree to nest in. Mister Guo knows this very well."
Guo Ninglong's expression was gloomy. He did not reply.
He could not survive in the Central Continent and had turned to the Other Tribes. He was in no position to ridicule Old Fu.
Moreover, Old Fu's words implied that he was trying to sow discord. It was not appropriate for him to reply, so he could only keep quiet.
"Guo Ninglong, you're actually willing to go through thick and thin with Xiu Zhe. That's really surprising!" Zhang Tianheng said with a smile.
He looked around. "Ba Kun is the leader of the Ten Horses, but he didn't come with us. I guess it's because he's not satisfied with the Black Emperor?"
Xiu Zhe could not stop coughing.
Now that he knew he had fallen into a trap, he did not say anything.
A pair of pale hands reached out from under the cloak.
Then, a thick black fog spread out like filthy ink.
The suffocating Black Death Evil Energy spread out, as if it wanted to turn the surrounding mountains into a land of death.
The Black Death Godly Form appeared again.
However, it could no longer condense into a physical form. It could only exist as a shadow. Moreover, this shadow kept shaking and was extremely unstable, as if it could disintegrate on its own at any time.
The heavily injured Black Emperor Seok's strength had indeed dropped significantly.
The unhealthy red on his face became even more intense. It was as if he was barely able to ignite a weak fire that would quickly dissipate.
The people of Devil Religion did not underestimate their enemies, but they were also not afraid.
Chen Luoyang's accurate grasp of the enemy's movements filled them with confidence. They immediately stepped forward and fought with Xiu Zhe and the other two.
Four Water Dragons circled around them, blocking the enemy's path of escape.
A huge battle broke out around the empty Devil Palace.
Ying Qingqing sat in a small sedan, being carried away by the people of Devil Religion.
She could still feel the ferocity of the Black Death Evil Energy behind her.
The young girl sighed silently.
The palanquin glided through the mountains and precipitous ridges.
However, there was another group of people following behind them.
The leader nodded. "Devil Religion is indeed cunning. Fortunately, Mister Fifth arranged an ambush for us."
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