Lu Jian was dressed in a fiery red robe, which was originally a handsome and clear appearance, but at this time, his eyes were already with a trace of blood red, and the fiery red robe hunted in the wind, like a beating flame, making his whole person look strange and dangerous!

Kunpeng was dressed in a golden robe, with his hands on his back, standing there, his face was majestic, and he was as majestic as a mountain, with an unfathomable momentum.

The atmosphere between the two was extremely dignified, and the hatred between Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi made Lu Jian almost unstoppable to Kunpeng, refusing to let go.

For a while, the confrontation situation fell into a stalemate, and it was just a spark to fuel it, which may trigger an earth-shattering battle between the two.

After all, it is the two quasi-saints who are going to do it, and they are the strongest group of people in this heaven and earth, except for saints!

Their battles, once they fight to the point of madness, can even directly fight one continent of the four continents to the point where the heavens and the earth are shattered and completely annihilated, but the karma they bear for this is also unbearable for the quasi-sanctuary.

The terrifying resentment formed by the convergence of hundreds of millions of living beings, as well as the extremely huge karma, can even make a peak quasi-saint, and his cultivation almost dissipates, and the primordial god is in decline, unable to recover, and disappears step by step.

Even if you are a saint, you can't bear it with such karma and resentment, and if you don't use great merit to offset it in the future, then don't think about it.

Therefore, if there is no great enmity between life and death, the two quasi-saints will not distinguish between life and death, at most, they have done one, and the point is up!

Such a scene, even Qin Yue didn't know what to say, and he couldn't persuade him, after all, his words were slight, and the strength of the Golden Immortal was not taken into Kunpeng's eyes at all, this was the sorrow of the weak, in front of the strong, he didn't even have the qualifications to speak.

This is also the reason why Qin Yue has been immersed in improving his cultivation since he entered the Journey to the West World, that is, he is afraid that one day he will encounter such a scene, and he will not even have the qualifications to speak, let alone control his own life!

Besides, even if Qin Yue spoke, Demon Master Kunpeng didn't know him at all, let alone give him face!

In addition, although Lu Pressure called him Sixth Brother, but at this time, in order to take revenge, Lu Pressure, who was already faintly crazy, if he dared to persuade him, he didn't dare to guarantee that Lu Pressure would slap him to death with one palm!

Therefore, Qin Yue wisely chose to stand aside, watching the confrontation between the two and being indifferent!

Regardless of the two, whether they can fight or not, it is not something that Qin Yue can interfere with.

Suddenly, between the confrontation between Lu Jian and Kunpeng, more than a dozen flew from a distance, covering the sky and the earth, and the black gas was billowing in the vast demon cloud.

These black demon clouds, in the process of moving, showed terrifying visions, and some black demon clouds were fierce to the sky, like thousands of troops descending, setting off the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse fighting.

Some are like a sea of blood churning, and the remains of broken corpses are floating in it, and the blood is boundless!

Some are weird and sensible, such as the hell of the underworld, where thousands of ghosts wail, and the miserable sound is terrifying!

..............

Among these demon clouds, the boundless visions that appear can be called extremely terrifying, and each one is as thick as a mountain, traversing the heavens and the earth, and the momentum is shocking.

Such a scene, Lu Jian and Kunpeng, who are not blind, how could they not feel it?

Even, long before these demon clouds, far before the edge of the sky, Lu Jian and Kunpeng had already discovered their arrival.

Otherwise, wouldn't the name of the quasi-saint be in vain?

"Ten princes, demon masters! It's me, old man Bai, you all have to dissipate your anger, if you fight here at this time, wouldn't it be cheaper for Buddhism and Taoism, and let the people of Buddhism and Taoism see the jokes of our demon clan? ”

When the words came to the end, an old man dressed in white, with silver hair, wrinkled face, and eyes that seemed to contain infinite wisdom, with a cane in his hand, trembling, came to Lu Jian and Kunpeng, and persuaded the two with a kind face.

When Kunpeng saw the visitor, he obviously had some respect, even with his identity and status, he arched his hand towards him, which was considered a courtesy, so he asked out loud.

"Mr. Bai, I have always been idle and wild, even if I personally asked Mr. to go out of the mountain, Mr. refused to agree! I don't know how Mr. came here today? ”

"Alas! This is not because of the cry that shook the Three Realms before, how can people who are familiar with me not know what the sound is, even if it is a demon master, aren't you here too? ”

The old man, known as Mr. Bai, sighed deeply, helped the crutches in his armrest, and didn't know what he was sighing, and then his eyes began to search around, obviously looking for something!

And not long after the old man arrived, there were suddenly figures all around, including middle-aged men, handsome young men, mighty generals, and charming women..........

Thirteen figures fell in a row, and the aura like a mountain and sea almost made Qin Yue have the illusion of suffocation, as if he was drowning in the sea, and there was no way to breathe at all.

Immediately, the thirteen figures, after seeing the people in the field, hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

"Nine infants, see the tenth prince, see the demon master!"

"Ghost car, see the Ten Princes, see the Demon Master!"

"Ying Zhao, see the Ten Princes, see the Demon Master!"

"Qin Yuan, see the Tenth Prince, see the Demon Master!"

"Ji Meng, see the Tenth Prince, see the Demon Master!"

"Fei Lian, see the Tenth Prince, see the Demon Master!"

"Ghost car, see the Ten Princes, see the Demon Master!"

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"Alas! The years have passed, the vicissitudes of life, the Demon Clan Heavenly Court has not known how many tens of thousands of years have been destroyed, where is there any Ten Princes now! In the future, call me Lu Zhuan Daojun! ”

Lu Jian saw the familiar faces in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the heyday of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, where hundreds of millions of armies were majestic and ruled the heavens.

And all of this has become a thing of the past this morning, most of the older generation of powerhouses in the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court have died in the battle of the Lich, and the only ones left are these people in front of them.

However, don't look at the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, it has fallen apart and disappeared, but these people in front of you, when they were in the flood and famine, were all the great sages of the Demon Clan who ruled one side, and the quasi-saint strength was fierce!

Among them, several of them are one of the top ten demon commanders of the Ancient Heavenly Court, commanding tens of millions of soldiers and horses, and they are amazing generals!

If it weren't for the battle of the lich, the battle was too tragic, and the leaders of the two sides were all wiped out, now it would not be the turn of the human race to become the protagonist of heaven and earth, or something else!