They're too strong. We're no match for them. We've underestimated them! "
"The Heavenly Devils are finished! We're finished too! "
"Why didn't that mysterious True Immortal do anything? Why didn't he save us? As long as he can control the Dragon God Totem and injure the Dragon Gods, we can definitely destroy them. Why didn't he appear? "
"Why is this happening? Elder Wuji, why is this happening? "
Despair was written all over Soul Candle and the others' faces. They had completely given up and were resigned to their fate.
They were heavily injured and had lost the ability to fight. It was all luck that kept them alive.
"Elder Wuji, accept your fate." Jing Wushuang smiled faintly.
Elder Wuji stared blankly at Jing Wushuang and asked, "Jing Wushuang, was the True Immortal killed by Feng Wuchen?"
Elder Wuji sent countless voice transmissions, but to no avail.
Hence, Elder Wuji could only guess that Feng Wuchen had killed the True Immortal.
Although he didn't want to believe it, the mysterious True Immortal didn't appear. Elder Wuji had no choice but to believe it.
Jing Wushuang shook his head and said, "Lord Supreme didn't kill him because he didn't dare to show himself."
"Didn't dare to show himself?" Soul Candle and the others were stunned and in disbelief.
The mysterious True Immortal had the Dragon God Totem and could suppress the Dragon Gods. Why didn't he dare to show himself?
"Is that so …" Elder Wuji felt even more despair.
Although Elder Wuji didn't know what had happened, he was sure that the mysterious True Immortal didn't dare to attack.
"Everyone, have a good rest. Take some pills and recover your strength. We still have to welcome the experts from the Martial Spirit Temple. Let them see the strength of the Dragon Gods!" Long Shihun said calmly.
"Yes, Great Ancestor!" The Great Primogenitor! "Everyone replied excitedly. The Dragon God Clan's bravery and fighting prowess were fully displayed.
"Great Ancestor, Zhu Tiandi and the others are heavily injured and can't fight. Should we kill them?" Kui Ying asked respectfully.
Long Shihun sneered. "No hurry. Let them see the destruction of the Heavenly Devils with their own eyes. Let them know the consequences of their evil deeds."
"Long Shihun! Don't make it sound so dignified. When it comes to evil deeds, the Dragon Gods aren't any better! What wrong did the Heavenly Fiend Race do to survive? "Soul Zhu Er gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Sweeping a ferocious glare at Zhu Se Hun, Long Shishi said coldly, "In order to survive, the Heavenly Demon Clan madly devoured every major faction and slaughtered countless innocents. How many people's power did the Heavenly Demon Clan devour to increase their strength? In order to strengthen their forces, they started a war, massacred the Sovereign Spirit Clan, and massacred many forces. Would the Dragon Gods do such evil deeds? "
"…" Zhu Er's spirit could not refute. His pale face turned red, and his lungs were about to explode.
"Although we, the Dragon Gods, are not good people, we never kill the innocent. Although we are strong, we do not bully the weak, and even more so, we will not harm others for the sake of increasing our strength. That is why the Dragon Gods are able to survive until now, but the good days of your Sky Devil Clan are coming to an end." Long Shiyun said coldly.
"The Sky Devil Clan is not as strong as the Dragon Gods. We admit it." Elder Wuji sighed and shook his head. His pale face was extremely haggard.
"If Feng Wuchen had not said anything about the war back then, we would not have known that the Martial Spirit Temple had also interfered." Long Shiyun continued, his cold gaze sweeping toward Gu Xuanzun.
Gu Xuanzun frowned slightly and did not say anything.
Swish! Swish!
Swish! At that moment, the experts of the Martial Spirit Temple finally arrived. Figures appeared one after another in a flash, and waves of tyrannical and violent aura spread out.
There were so many of them, as high as tens of thousands, and they were all Saint Masters and Saint Emperors.
The leader was the Martial Spirit Temple's Great Honorable Xiao Mo, a Seven Star Honorable.
The Saint Soul Sect, Nine Nether Saint Palace, and dozens of experts of the Profound Saint World had all gathered. The lineup was very terrifying.
However, Xiao Mo and the Saint Soul Sect Master's faces were very serious, and even had a look of fear.
"They are finally here." Long Jianfeng sneered mockingly, and a strong battle intent burst out again.
Long Xuanfeng laughed excitedly, "There are so many people here. We can fight to our heart's content again. I just don't know how long they can last."
Long Qi clenched his right fist, and his face was filled with madness. He said fiercely, "Fortunately, they did not make us wait for too long."
"Don't kill them yet. The strong enemies are here. The experts of the Martial Spirit Temple!" Shan Tong shouted, and immediately rushed to the sky from the palace of the Sky Demon Region.
"I will let you live for a while longer. No matter where you run, you will not be able to escape death!" Nie Wufeng shouted.
The people of the Sky Demon Clan did not listen at all. In order to survive, they were crazily running for their lives.
Long Qianye, Gu Qingjue, and the Divine Shadow Guards all rushed to the sky.
"Xiao Mo?" Long Xiaoyang sneered, and said, "Looks like the Martial Spirit Temple has no stronger experts."
Ni Feng's soul had been trapped by Feng Wuchen, and the ten Honorables of the Martial Spirit Temple had been slaughtered. Nangong Xuan and the other higher-ups of the Martial Spirit Temple had also been severely injured.
Xiao Mo was already the strongest existence.
"Kill them all!" Long Xiaoyang suddenly shouted, and a fierce murderous aura burst out.
"Kill!" Long Taiyi and the others roared, and tens of thousands of experts shot out together. The scene was incomparable, and their momentum shook the sky.
The extremely terrifying aura was soul-stirring. They were simply invincible existences.
The leader, Long Xiaoyang, was a Nine-Star Saint Venerable, and he even had a top-grade saint artifact in his hand.
He alone was enough to intimidate tens of thousands of experts of the Martial Spirit Temple.
There were as many as seven Seven-Star Saint Venerables, not to mention Long Jianfeng and the others, who also had top-grade saint artifacts.
Such a lineup was enough to scare people to death.
"Nine-Star Saint Venerable! How can we defeat Long Xiaoyang? He is simply courting death! "
"Long Jianfeng and Long Xuanfeng are both Seven-Star Saint Venerables and Eight-Star Saint Venerables. There are also the Divine Shadow Guards!"
"The Great Elder and the others are already severely injured. If they can't defeat him, it is even more impossible for us."
Tens of thousands of experts were extremely frightened, and their faces were extremely pale. They had already lost in terms of momentum before they even made a move.
Even Xiao Mo's face was filled with fear.
"Xiao Mo, you will be my opponent!" Long Qi shouted, and his terrifying aura soared to the level of an Eight-Star Saint Venerable.
Before the fight even started, the tens of thousands of experts of the Martial Spirit Temple were all frightened by the experts of the Dragon God Temple. Many of the Saint Emperors could not help but tremble, and their faces were filled with fear.
"How dare you!" Seeing the frightened expressions of the crowd, Gu Xuan's face was hideous, and he shouted angrily, "Why aren't you making a move? Kill without mercy! "
The tens of thousands of experts of the Martial Spirit Temple had no way out. They could only fight with their lives on the line. Then, they roared and bolstered their courage, and all of them charged out desperately.
"I will not interfere," Chu Tianshu said with a faint smile.
Jing Wushuang and Bai Chongfeng did not interfere, and their gazes shifted to the battle in the void.
A fierce battle of life and death broke out again.
(End of Chapter)
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