With such a large number of demon cultivators, no force in the entire Immortal Spirit Continent could resist it.

You must know that among them, there are hundreds of demon cultivators who have reached the strength of the Transformation Stage.

With the current strength of the Immortal Spirit Continent, there is no force that can stop such a terrifying force.

Looking at the huge army of demon cultivators in front of him, Moro did not have the joy and pride on his face.

What is the use of a rabble of rabble, even if they gather more?

Moro's eyes flashed with deep disdain and contempt, but his face was still cold. If it weren't for the strange order given by the Demon Lord, he would never have left so much waste. Yes, in his eyes, this group of demon cultivators is garbage.

For the Demon Lord, the real main force is their four demon generals.

Any demon general has the strength to sweep across the Immortal Spirit Continent.

Now he has already recovered to the peak of his strength, and even further, even against the ascension period

The strong and even the Venerable may not have no chance of winning.

In the final analysis, those so-called Venerables have only reached the point of soaring in strength, and they can only touch the peak power of this world.

In this case, His Holiness is just a monk in the ascending stage, and he may not be able to fight against him.

Moro knew very well that his current strength had already broken through the bottleneck of the Tribulation Period.

Moreover, with the power of the rules of another world, he also has a chance of winning against the ascending monks of this world.

His strength is still like this, and the demon lord above him has definitely reached the peak of this world, right, it should have a power beyond this world.

Obviously has such power, but why does the demon lord not do anything.

Even in the face of that Venerable-level figure, retreated?

No, it's a retreat? Or is it a compromise? Or was it persuaded?

Thoughts flashed through Moro's heart, and his heart became even more confused.

At this moment, a piece of news came to his mind.

"This ...... Scorpion Girl? ”

Moro closed his eyes slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"It's good, I really found it, and it's still useful."

"The House of Edge?"

The corners of Moro's mouth hooked, and he couldn't help but have a hint of mockery.

Margin?

A monk who entered the Tao by fate?

Cultivators?

A trace of disdain flashed through Moro's heart.

How strong can such a monk be?

Entering the Tao by fate? A monk who cultivates the relationship.

You must know that cultivation is against the sky, and what is needed is the technique of attacking, otherwise how can you survive the catastrophe?

What powerful attacking techniques can a cultivator master?

If that's the case, why did the Demon Lord react the way he did?

After returning from the boulder city, he came to this Qingyun Peak and sat down, and there was no order to give it.

Could it be that the demon lord is afraid?

No, no, no, how could it be!

Wait a minute, now that you know where that Venerable is located, don't you say......

A thought came out of Moro's heart, and it was out of control, and he couldn't stop it.

He glanced down, and the hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators below had a stronger thought in his heart. Yes, he can't do it at will, but if it's this bunch of guys, don't say it. And even if the demon lord is held accountable, he can shift the blame to this group of people.

Even the excuse he had already thought of.

He was cultivating in retreat and honing his state of mind, so he naturally didn't know what was going on outside, so he didn't know anything about the behavior of this group of people.

That's why he doesn't have any responsibility.

To put it simply, it's a non-stick pan.

Wonderful, wonderful!

And just right, he was a little tired of it, this noisy piece of waste, and now it was just right for them to come in handy.

Such a useless waste, even if it is all dead, will have no effect on the demon lord.

Yes, it's better to say that he expects them all to die.

Yes, as long as he stays with the Demon Lord, he is the only one.

Why can this group of incompetent waste stay here?

Thinking of this, a sinister light flashed from under Moro's eyes.

That's right, although this bunch of wastes can't deal with that Venerable One.

But at least, he was able to test the strength of that Venerable.

If that Venerable couldn't even solve this group of demon cultivators, then there was no need for him to take action.

If the Venerable took action to deal with this group of demon cultivators, then he would be able to take this opportunity to find out the strength of this Venerable.

If this Venerable is actually a guy who is strong on the outside, then he doesn't need the demon lord to take action, he directly takes action to get rid of this hidden danger.

Plus, and he doesn't have to take any responsibility for the whole process.

In this way, even if the demon lord investigates it, he can shirk this responsibility by not knowing.

It's totally a perfect plan.

— Twin Eagles.

Oh no, kill three birds with one stone!

It can test the strength of that Venerable One, solve the trouble of the Demon Lord, and at the same time reduce the number of noisy wastes.

Great, that's it!

With this in mind, Moro quickly gathered several of his men.

To be precise, it's just a chess piece.

"A few of you, the Demon Lord has given the order, and the last resistance to our occupation of this continent is hidden in Boulder City. As long as we take down Boulder City, the Fairy Spirit Continent will be ours. ”

Moro's words were filled with a hint of bewitchment.

That power can directly arouse the instinctive desire of man.

You know, his strength is not something that his group of subordinates can compete with at all.

Under the influence of that power, those subordinates naturally believed Moro's words, turned around and left, and planned to attack Boulder City.

Just when Moro's side had just made a plan to implement it, Qingyun Peak Chu Du opened his eyes, and a touch of silence flashed in his eyes.

A faint sigh echoed in the sky above Qingyun Peak, but it was soon covered by the whistling wind.

On the walls of Boulder City.

Two guards standing guard were talking leisurely.

"Whew! It's been a night, and I'm still a little panicked. ”

"Hey, who told you to eat desperately last night, this time it's going to be over."

"No way, this is the birthday banquet of the old man of the Zhu family, the food is very good, for people like us, can you not eat more meat?"

"That's right, when you say this, I think of the wine last night, fluttering like a fairy, which makes me feel like I flew to the fairy palace and became an immortal. Mistakenly, what's going on, that dark cloud is a little weird! ”

The fat guard, stunned for a moment, his face was slightly pale, and raised his hand to the sky.