Beneath the crown of horns is a strange face.

It was not a human face, nor a beast's face, but a huge black vortex, with only a white ball like an eye in the middle, swaying gently.

When the Demon God's giant face poked out his head, the dark and deep gate behind him was flooded with countless ripples, as if endless monsters were about to pour out.

Endless black viscous liquid emerged from the bottom of the Demon God's Gate, slowly advancing in all directions like a river slowly bursting its banks.

In the waters of the black devil, countless monsters are ready to move.

Heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, whimpering in unison.

The sky is full of stars, crumbling.

The whole world seems to bow down to welcome the new king of the world.

"He ......"

The demon god was about to speak, but suddenly stopped, and the eyes of the white ball stared at Li Qingxian.

To be precise, it was staring at the immortals and gods led by Li Qingxian and floating round light behind the top.

Especially look at one of them.

Not the four smiling boys.

Nor is it the highest rank of the Divine Palace.

It was Wang Lingguan who was twisting his neck from side to side and shaking his wrists.

Wang Lingguan wasn't even looking at him.

At this moment, the white ball in the middle of the swirling face flashed ten thousand times.

At this time, even if the righteous path monk had been prepared, when he saw such a terrifying demon god, he also had an invincible thought in his heart.

Nine out of nine righteous monks slowly retreated.

That's the Demon God, the real Demon God.

The legend of the battle of the demon slayer still echoes in their ears to this day.

Originally, the human race almost wiped out the demon cultivation, but because of the advent of the demon god, everything came to naught.

In the end, both sides lost.

Just because the demon god came.

Now, a new demon god has arrived.

The fear conveyed between the lines of the legend and the demon god in front of him became one, turning into an invisible terror that eroded the mind of every monk.

More than ninety percent of the monks looked at the demon god and the crown of the planet horn above the demon god's head, and had similar thoughts.

Surrender......

Give in......

Bow down......

At the same time, including the five heads of Zhang Wen and the other five sects, all the demon cultivators turned to the demon god and knelt down and prayed.

Some chanted the Sutra.

Some kowtowed.

Some tore open their wounds and offered their own blood to the demon gods.

Some wept with joy and shouted loudly.

"Kill all the humans!"

"Kill all the Terrans!"

"Demon the world, the world of demons!"

Even though they were still being burned by the silver light of the stars, not only did they not feel the slightest pain, but they felt indescribable pleasure.

When the demon god comes, everything will be reversed.

Demon God...... Yes......

Suddenly, all the demon cultivators' throats seemed to be pierced by a sword, and they emitted all kinds of strange tail notes.

Because, that is incomparable, that is incomparable, that looks at the world, that is unparalleled...... The demon god, who could be described in any powerful word, suddenly retracted his head.

Then, two claws gripped the door, like a child politely closing the door before leaving.

Seeing that the gate was about to close, his right claw suddenly stretched out of the door, and with a slight grab, the black magic water gushing out instantly flowed back to the gate of the demon god.

The kid took a bag of garbage with him before going out.

Too polite.

Bang.

The gate is closed.

The blood-colored Demon God's Gate burned like paper, turning into pitch-black ashes, dotted with stars, and scattered in all directions.

The demon cultivators froze, and so did the righteous ones.

Everyone in the room froze.

From the top of the Demon Mountain to the bottom of the Demon Mountain, everyone was stunned.

Everyone's brains are blank.

It took a while for everyone to slowly recover, but everyone's gaze was straight and stiff.

That feeling is as if you have suffered a blow that you can't bear in your life, and then, your brain can't bear it and explodes.

It was as if he had drunk ten pounds of wine and broken it.

Everyone felt that not only was the soul in their head gone just now, but also now.

Everything that has been experienced over the years seems to be fake.

Because everything I know and encounter in my life cannot explain today's phenomenon.

What happened today?

Everyone struggled as if they were constipated, and only then did they slowly remember what had just happened.

The demon god is here, and the demon god is gone.

It's a simple thing.

Too simple, so too complicated.

The demon cultivators finally came to a conclusion and failed to summon the demon god.

The righteous monk also came to a conclusion that the demon god had run away.

The righteous path monks were stunned for a long time before slowly moving their gaze towards Li Qingxian little by little, and to the different inner gods behind him.

They thought of countless possibilities, but the most unlikely and most probable reason could be Li Qingxian.

The demon cultivators who were originally kneeling slowly weakened, and then slowly tilted and sat down on the ground.

"It's over......"

A second-grade demon cultivator, only the third-grade level remains, and he has a fourth-grade cultivation, but he is no match for a fifth-grade opponent, and he slowly softened on the ground, closed his eyes, and lost his breath.

No one killed him.

His injuries were not fatal.

He was just desperate, and then, life was cut off.

"Why...... Wow......"

After a brief silence, cries followed.

There are demon cultivators who have entered the product, there are dignified sect elders, people with different identities and different strengths, all of them collapsed at the same time at this moment.

The righteous monks looked at these grief-stricken demon cultivators, and wanted to laugh again, and they held back their laughter to show sympathy as much as possible.

It's just that some people held back their sympathy and didn't hold back their laughter.

I don't know why the demon god left, but I really want to laugh.

Some righteous monks really want to raise their arms and shout, but now they make a move, but I don't know why, they always feel that they can't shout.

Zhang Wen is the same as Mu Ran.

As a possible and future leader of the Demon Alliance, he did not cry, did not grieve, did not despair, just knelt on the ground in a daze, his body straight, and looked in the direction of the dissipation of the Demon God's Gate.

Countless images flashed through his mind.

At the beginning of the picture, he was in the capital and fell in love with the handsome man like jade.

Only afterwards did I realize that I should have entered the trick with the other party, and joined forces to solve the trick and form a deep friendship.

After that, the two had a relationship.

After that, the man said that he had fallen ill and wanted to find a cure from the Demon Gate Treasure Book.

Later, that person's skills increased greatly, and he sat in his unattainable position.

He fulfilled his promise and lured the Demon Gate into the imperial court.

He broke into the disobedient Heavenly Demon Gate and killed the Heavenly Demon Gate Master with his own hands.

It is rumored that the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Gate is possessed, which is extremely ridiculous in Zhang Wentong's opinion.

The demon cultivators in the whole world are not as much like the demon lord of the world, the evil god of the present world.

Like a marionette, he did all the orders of that person, including the establishment of the Necropolity, including the expansion of the demon room, including the establishment of this Ten Thousand Demon God Array.

He said that it was only for the treatment of the disease he had contracted in the strange land.

Zhang Wentong knew what he was hiding about.

But Zhang Wentong never objected, he asked Zhang Wentong to do whatever he wanted.

When the Ten Thousand Demon God Array was established, Zhang Wentong knew that everyone said that when the head of the court was under one person and above ten thousand people, it was false.

himself, the leader of the Demon Alliance, Zhang Wentong, is under one person, above tens of thousands of people, and has always been.

It's just that today, two big hands suddenly appeared and swept away a table of dishes, and the dishes fell to pieces, splashing on the face and causing pain.

(End of chapter)