The Demon Clan, the City of All Saints, is located in a bamboo hut in the deepest and highest part of the majestic Demon God Palace on the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain.

The prophet demon Jiuxi, who was meditating, with long white eyebrows and long white beard, suddenly trembled, and two cloudy tears slipped from his eyes.

"Seven Macro ......."

The corner of his mouth whispered the name of the prophet demon Qihong, and the prophet demon Jiuxi with a sad face slowly got up and stepped out of the quiet house.

"Ring the Demon God Bell, the bell rings two short and one long, ringing seven rounds!"

There was no one around, and the prophet demon master Jiuxi seemed to be muttering to himself, but there was a soft promise in the breeze, but there was a bit of uncommon shock in this promise!

After a few breaths, the bell of the Demon God with a unique rhythm resounded from the Demon God Palace.

The bell sounded extremely long, as if it was a circle of ripples, swinging all over the Demon God Palace, all over the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain, all over the entire Ten Thousand Saints City, and thirty thousand miles around the Ten Thousand Saints City.

The Demon God Bell had just rang, and all the Demon Clan's people who heard the bell, whether they were nobles, commoners, or slaves, were stunned, stopped what they were doing, and looked back in the direction of the Demon God Palace.

When the bell rings, something big will happen.

As countless demons listened carefully, the second short and long bell rang out again.

This bell made the faces of all the listeners change greatly.

The length of the Demon God bell has a special meaning, one short sound represents an emergency, and two short sounds represent a very urgent situation.

When the third long bell rang, all the demon people who heard the bell turned their faces sharply tightened.

Everywhere inside and outside the Demon God Palace, countless demon elites poured out, and they spontaneously gathered in front of the Demon God Palace.

Located in the Demon Emperor Palace in the center of Halloween City, the contemporary Demon Emperor stood up sharply, his eyes flashed, and the black brilliance was like a pillar of heaven, covering the Demon God Palace.

"Xi Lao, which prophet magician has fallen?"

The two short and one long bells represent the fall of an extremely noble existence.

And within the Demon Clan, the only people who are eligible to enjoy the Demon God Bell ringing and spreading the news of death are the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor Crown Prince, as well as the Prophet Demon Master.

Must also be a prophetic magician with six or more characters.

The life and death of the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor has another secret method, and at this moment, the Demon God Bell rings, it can only be that the prophet and the demon master have fallen.

"Qihong, he's gone!"

The voice of the prophet demon master Jiuxi with a deep sadness, like the bell of the demon god, spread throughout the entire 30,000 miles around the Ten Thousand Saints City.

In an instant, 30,000 miles of dark clouds gathered around the City of All Saints, and heavy rain poured down, as if heaven and earth were in the same sorrow.

And at the same moment, the people of the demon clan who heard this voice, those nobles, knelt on one knee and knelt in the direction of the Demon God Mountain, even the people of the royal family in the Moon Demon and the Three-Eyed Demon Clan also knelt down obediently at this moment.

Ordinary demons knelt on their knees and knelt in the direction of the Demon God Palace.

As for those slaves, one by one, the frightened five-body threw themselves in the direction of the Demon God Palace, and their expressions were terrified to the extreme.

The reason why they are frightened is because there is a very scary rule within the demon race.

Once a noble being falls, a large number of slaves will be killed and buried.

More than 100 years ago, the distant branch of a Demon Emperor's bloodline fell, and the number of slaves buried with him was as high as 300,000.

Now, a seven-digit prophet has fallen, and God knows how many slaves will be buried.

At the same moment, the Demon Emperor, who heard the voice, turned his gaze sharply, and turned sharply in the direction of the human and demon battlefield, "Congyun?" His gaze became extremely gloomy.

"Decree to all directions, the prophet demon Qixi has fallen, first build a tomb for him, wait to recapture his body, and then sacrifice a million slaves alive for him to drive!"

The one-eyed black light stood upright on the heavens and the earth, and the Demon Emperor nodded slightly, and shouted, "Good!"

Slaves are property, which needs to be provided to the Demon God Palace by the entire empire, and naturally requires the consent of the Demon Emperor.

However, the next words of the Prophet Demon Master Jiuxi did not need the Demon Emperor to nod and agree.

"Tell the Quartet, whoever can send the head and Yuan Ling of the person who killed the prophet demon master Qihong to the old man, the old man will make an exception and accept another closed disciple to protect him as a six-character prophet and magician!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire demon clan inside and outside the Ten Thousand Saints City was boiling.

Prophet Demon Master Jiuxi will accept the closed disciples again and keep a six-character prophet and magician.

Let's not talk about how powerful the strength of the six-character prophet demon is, let's just say that the status of this six-character prophet demon can definitely make countless demons crazy.

As long as there is a prophet demon in the family, even if this family was a slave family before, the family can immediately become a nobleman who everyone in the demon clan is attached to.

The prophet is not only a strength, but also represents a transcendent identity and status.

Under the bloodline of the One-Eyed Demon Emperor, there is no demon bloodline that can compare to the status of the Prophet Demon Master.

Even the Three-Eyed Demon Clan and the Moon Demon Imperial Clan were no exception.

Moreover, it is the one-eyed demon emperor, and he is also respectful to the prophet and the demon.

Now, with the promise of the prophet and the demon master Jiuxi, no one is impressed.

After just a few breaths, thousands of figures resolutely left the City of All Saints and ran in the direction of the battlefield of humans and demons.

Within the demon clan, there are a lot of opportunities to improve their status, but there is only one chance to be guaranteed to become a prophet magician and a six-character prophet magician.

"Passing on the Demon Emperor's order, as long as someone can send the head and the spirit of the person who killed the Prophet Demon Master Qihong to the Prophet Demon Master Jiuxi, those who have a territory, the territory will be doubled immediately, and those who have no territory will be given a fief of millions of miles, and they can enter the Demon Emperor's Sacred Pool to improve their bloodline!"

The addition of the one-eyed demon emperor's bounty once again made the demon nobles in the Ten Thousand Saints City crazy, especially those noble children who were not qualified to inherit like Ji Hua.

This is an opportunity to create a foundation and become a legend.

Immediately, many people left.

However, there are more very rational existences, the existence that can kill the prophet demon master Qihong, how can they kill it casually?

After all, this matter has to be considered in the long term and planned well!

As the bounty of the prophet Demon Master Jiuxi and the Demon Emperor spread all over the Demon Realm, the Demon Clan was shaken.

At the same moment, the slaves in the City of All Saints, as well as a small number of ordinary demons kneeling on their knees, all flashed a trace of shock in their eyes.

When this simple ritual was over, the men turned back to their homes and used the most secret means of communication.

A quarter of an hour later, in the Great Zhou Luoyi Dasi Tianfu, Dasi Tianwu, who was drinking tea, looked at an urgent report that had just been delivered, and directly squirted out a mouthful of tea.

"Demon Prophet Demon Master Qihong has fallen?"

"Really?"

"Who would dare to make such a joke with this seat?"

Coincidentally, Yu Chaoen, the chief supervisor of the internal supervision who saw such information at the same time, also coughed violently when he looked at the information that suddenly arrived in his hand.

"The Fall of the Prophet Demon Master Qihong?"

"This ...... This...... How many years have it been since the Prophet Wizard fell?"

With a look of astonishment, Yu Chaoen, the chief manager of the internal supervision, and Dasi Tianwu pre, began to verify the whole story of this matter by various means.

Soon, they received more detailed information.

The bounty of the prophet demon master Jiuxi, the bounty of the demon emperor, etc., have confirmed this matter.

The two of them didn't dare to delay anything, and at the first time, they reported this matter to the Great Zhou Holy Son of Heaven Renzun Emperor Ji Long, as well as the chief priest of the Ancestral God Temple, Bai Xiang!

But not long after, in the Qiankun Hall of Luoyi, there was the roar of Emperor Ji Long, the Holy Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou.

"Who can tell me who killed this prophet and demon master Qihong?"

"At what divine hands did he die?"

"Why do the demons know about it, but we don't even know who did it?"