Chapter 12: The Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan
The strange treasure that can hurt the Netherworld with one blow, Zhao Xianzong really hasn't seen it, this is not to say that the Netherworld is still invincible, but if he is any emperor of the same level, he can't hurt others with one blow, unless the treasure in his hand is really powerful.
So at this time, it is obvious that this strange needle-like magic weapon really has great ability, Zhao Xianzong looked at it carefully, and he couldn't feel any regular fluctuations from it, it was suddenly like an ordinary long needle, and there was a trace of blood on the crystal clear needle tip, which was obviously the bloodstain of the body of the Netherworld.
After looking at the Demon Emperor's rampant smile, Netherworld's brows furrowed slightly, and the gentleness on his face slowly disappeared from his face for the first time, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.
Netherworld gently stretched out his hand and brushed the torn sleeves of his clothes, looked at the Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor and sneered: "You are a good means, but I hope you can still laugh after a while!"
"Roar!"
A low hissing sound suddenly sounded, and thousands of black Xuan Qi were born out of thin air, and then as if they had life, they all shrouded towards the Netherworld, and the entire outer sea was shrouded in this darkness, this kind of darkness was different from the darkness after the light passed, but a powerless feeling that even the divine consciousness suppressed, and the entire Holy Spirit Island, the countless demon cultivators who hoped to rekindle a moment ago, fell into a deep uneasiness and panic again at this time.
Zhao Xianzong's body moved and retreated, because even if he was in it, he felt a little uncomfortable, although he didn't know what would happen, but it would definitely not be a good thing to think about it, it was obviously already an enraged Netherworld, when he shot with all his might, would he not distinguish between friend and foe, who could say for sure, the more people who looked like Sven, the more crazy they would be if they broke out, and although this Netherworld was the embodiment of the original rules, but after condensing the will of all people, it also had its own complete human nature, which Zhao Xianzong knew very well through the evolution of the Kingdom of God。
Standing tens of thousands of miles away, Zhao Xianzong looked up intently, only to see that above the vast sea of smoke, it was already shrouded in a dense dense cloud that could not penetrate the wind, the black Xuanqi, the black hair was thick, dark, and the divine consciousness was completely isolated, and he couldn't know what changes were happening inside.
But the slight fluctuation of the rules shows that it is not calm here, and it is obvious that Netherworld has already made a move.
A huge python dragon formed by the convergence of black Xuan Qi suddenly rose into the sky, heading straight for the starry sky, the space where it passed, the sound was terrifying, Zhao Xianzong saw this, but he was a little clear, such a seemingly strange method was just a huge formation under the Netherworld.
Isolate the divine sense, and then kill in the hands, but it is the only way to deal with the two treasures of the Demon Celestial Emperor.
"Whew!"
Several figures flashed out of the void, and the people who came were the demon lord and the human Wang Yuxin, Zhao Xianzong saw the two coming together, and said with a slight smile: "The two Taoist friends recovered so quickly?"
Hearing this, the demon lord said bluntly: "It's just that we are aware of the fluctuations in the fighting method here, and the two of us are also coming to investigate on behalf of all the Taoist friends, and we must also know everything about what the real people do!"
Hearing this uneasy suspicion, Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly and replied: "It should be so!"
Human King Yuxin's divine sense leaned forward, and he frowned and asked, "What is the situation of the real person now?"
Zhao Xianzong replied loudly: "Without it, it's just an itchy hand of a Netherworld Dao friend, let's just watch the play!"
When the two of them heard Zhao Xianzong's words, they both frowned, but they didn't say anything, the two went out directly and didn't tell anyone, and they started a war with others like this, this kind of practice has put them in danger together, but after this incident, this matter still needs an explanation.
"Buzz!"
A red-gold spear took the lead in breaking through the formation, heading straight for the sky, followed by a middle-aged man in red armor, this person was the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Clan, but at this time, he was slightly embarrassed around him, and his breath was also slightly rippling, and it could be seen that it was definitely not an easy thing for him to break out of the formation, Zhao Xianzong did not know what means the Netherworld in the array had used in just a few moments to force a powerful person with many supreme treasure protectors to this point, but anyway, this was also the situation he was willing to see at this time。
"Broken!"
As soon as the Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor broke out of the formation, he was volleyed with both feet in the air, and stepped directly into the formation composed of the black Xuan Qi that made him lose face, and he was suppressed everywhere in the formation, but he was not afraid at all when he came out of the formation.
"Sting!"
The golden brilliance rippling from under his feet directly tore apart the great array, and the figure of the Netherworld also appeared at the same time, and the endless black Xuan Qi also slowly dissipated.
The Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor stretched out his left hand, and the disappeared red gold spear once again appeared in his hand out of thin air, and after slowly looking around with the spear in hand, his eyes paused on the body of the demon lord, the human king Yuxin and Zhao Xianzong, and then he looked at the Netherworld and said, "Who are you?"
It was also at this time that he reacted, Zhao Xianzong and the others were by no means the people in their world, originally he thought that it was the Zixiao real person who made the means, but after seeing so many strange powerhouses of the same level, he already understood, with the name of that Zixiao real person, it was not enough to envelop so many strong people, besides, even if it could, it was categorically impossible to have so many great emperor powerhouses that he didn't know, the origin of Zhao Xianzong and others, the Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor guessed almost the same with a thought, after all, he also participated in the existence of a plane battle, and it was also the existence of the victorious side。
Netherworld stepped out and smiled slightly: "I only understand now, Daoist, don't you realize that you are a little late?"
Hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan sneered and said, "Late, hehe, as long as this emperor escapes, all the emperors will gather in a few years, and at that time, just the three guests from the other world, how much do you really think you can make waves?"
"When the Sumeru realm came, the Hundred Emperors War, didn't we win?"
The words were arrogant and boundless, and his expression was extremely contemptuous, and he didn't seem to take everyone in his eyes at all.
Seeing this, Zhao Xianzong said lightly to the demon lord and the human Wang Yuxin: "He is going to escape, let's help the Netherworld Daoist together, this person will never let him escape!"