'Qu Junhou' face was solemn.

But if anyone looked closely into his eyes, they would surely find a trace of excitement in them that could not be hidden.

But alas.

At this moment, in the battlefield, no one can see this scene.

After wiping out all the dozens of demons in front of him with one palm.

'Qu Junhou' then threw another punch, and directly caught a thick tree root that was almost about to directly break through the void, and his body couldn't help but stumble.

Boom –

In an instant, with a loud sound, the shock wave generated by the collision was wrapped in surging boundless power, and it suddenly swept away in all directions in a violent manner.

All kinds of demons around him were crushed in an instant.

Free time.

'Qu Junhou' glanced back.

One by one, under the attack of many demons and overwhelming tree roots, the figure that had become crumbling came into view.

He couldn't help frowning, and then said softly:

"Everyone, hold on a little longer, the power of the Shou Demon is already rapidly weakening. The era of the demon cholera world is about to be ended by your own hands. The will of the human race will definitely not treat you badly, and you and others will have the opportunity to impact the immortal realm above the king. ”

It's not loud.

But it can clearly resound in the ears of everyone in the field.

Suddenly.

Everyone froze for a moment, and then looked at the 'Qu Junhou' who stood proudly at the front.

In sight.

The huge momentum of the slender figure surging directly into the heavenly dome, echoing the will of the human beings manifested above, and the black mist condensed like a substance continued to fall from the sky, and then went straight into the other party's body.

Behind it, it faintly condensed into a vast and majestic throne!

"Whenever the world changes, a child of destiny will come to the world, sweep the world, and cleanse the world."

"It seems that this time, the Destiny Child of our human race was born. In the new era, I will definitely be able to occupy a place in the new era. ”

For a while, the same thought arose in everyone's hearts.

After all, it's been all the way.

But in a few days.

The young monarch from the Northern Plains in front of them had grown several times in strength, even giving them a feeling that they were about to transcend the king's level.

How incredible!

Coupled with the terrifying scene in front of them, they really couldn't think of any other explanation other than the Child of Destiny.

That's an existence that can directly communicate the will of the human race!

Suddenly, it was like a blessing to the soul.

The crowd shouted in unison, "Do the Lord's command!" ”

But at this time.

"Lord Zhuming, don't forget, Your Majesty is still waiting for us in the capital to triumph!"

An untimely voice suddenly rang out.

The person who spoke was Yin Ying'er, the eldest princess of the Great Yin, and the sister of the emperor of the current dynasty.

But as soon as I finished speaking.

She felt a series of malicious gazes fall on her in an instant.

Yin Ying'er forcibly suppressed the panic in her heart.

She first glanced at Qu Junhou with her beautiful eyes, and then looked at the royal family not far away with a distress-seeking gaze, especially the old ancestor who was in the first place.

"Ancestor, you have a word. This person's wolf ambition is obvious, how can you, as members of the royal family, watch like this? ”

"Where is Your Majesty again?"

Silent!

She was answered only by endless silence.

Facing Yin Ying'er's gaze, the old man who was called her ancestor sighed unconsciously.

"Ying'er, I believe you have also felt it along the way, the Lord is destined to be the Lord of Heaven! Times have changed, the destiny of heaven is irreversible, and all the Yin clan can do now is to do their best to assist the Lord. ”

"We've withered, we don't have much life, and we can't afford to toss."

The other party's last sentence was a little strange in his tone.

It seems to be filled with some kind of longing.

"The old ancestor is confused. How much blood did our Yin ancestors pay to get the country, why should we give it to others! ”

Yin Ying'er looked at each other in disbelief.

She never thought that such words would actually come from the mouth of her own ancestors

And yet the next moment.

The faint sound of leather tearing rang out.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a large blood-stained hand covered with golden scales come out of Yin Ying'er's chest, and a heart that was still beating rapidly was tightly held in his hand.

The big hand slowly withdrew with the heart.

"Ahh

Yin Ying'er let out a painful wail, and at the same time turned her head, her eyes overflowing with despair.

"Uncle Huang, you-"

The words are not finished yet.

A large mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly took up her entire field of vision.

The continuous crisp chewing sound and the terrible screams were suddenly mixed together.

Over time.

Little by little, the screams disappeared, and only the sound of gobbling remained on the battlefield.

"It's because we are not strict in discipline that makes the Lord laugh."

The old man standing at the front suddenly bowed down and said respectfully, and a large area of fine cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

Not far away.

Look at this scene.

'Qu Junhou''s gaze was still as calm as an abyss, and there was no trace of fluctuation in it.

He nodded slightly, and his body dodged the repeated attacks of the peach tree transformed by the corpse of the god of longevity.

Subsequently.

His gaze went straight over the old man, and slowly landed on a yellow-clothed figure who was rushing in the distance, and an indescribable strange smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Senior brother, you're just in time! This peach tree is the embodiment of the corpse of the gods, and it is also the source of demons. You and I will work together to cooperate with the will of the human beings in the Stygian Realm to completely wipe it out, and then all the remaining remnants of the gods will be returned to the senior brother, how about it? ”

'Qu Junhou' shouted loudly.

The voice rang out.

Dozens of eyes on the battlefield followed each other's line of sight.

Everyone's faces unconsciously showed a touch of envy.

This person was actually called a senior brother by the Lord, with such a relationship, wouldn't he properly transcend the king level in the future?

And what Qu Junhou said afterwards directly made the envy on the faces of everyone turn into jealousy in an instant.

"The remnants of the gods, just give it away?"

Someone thought incredulously.

Those who were present did not know the meaning of the remnants of the gods. That is the road to heaven that transcends the king and reaches the legendary realm of immortality!

And in the midst of all the people.

"How could it be him? He turned out to be the Lord's senior brother! ”

The faces of the three multi-eyed kings suddenly changed.

They subconsciously looked at each other, and they both noticed the panic that flashed on each other's faces.

Big trouble!

They hadn't forgotten how the three of them had teamed up to keep each other in the Demon Suppression Division completely. As the other party's senior brother, if it is investigated, who among the three will be able to withstand it at that time?

Come to think of it.

The Black Horn King and the Feather Wind King stared at the Much-Eyed King in unison.

That look seemed to say: You are the boss, the mastermind of this matter, now it's time to stand up!

And the other side.

Zhang Jing quietly came to the position not far from everyone.

After hearing the sound.

"The god of fortune laughed, the origin of the god of longevity thinks that you have been planning for a long time, how can you give it to me?" He said with a smile, quietly and directly revealing the other party's identity.

Anyway, the God of Fortune has already tried to destroy the teleportation circle that returned to the Xuanhuang Realm.

Zhang Jing naturally has no scruples.

Between words.

He unconsciously looked at the black mist behind the other party, which could be called the sky and the earth, and his heart tightened.

"The aura on this guy's body is still increasing, and the speed is getting faster and faster. On the other hand, the peach tree transformed by the corpse of the god of longevity, the breath is rapidly decaying. Is it the reason why the demons outside were quickly slain? ”

Zhang Jing subconsciously recalled everything he saw.

Along.

He could clearly feel that under the shroud of black mist, the process of the Terran cultivators in the Underworld devouring demons to enhance their cultivation was forcibly sped up countless times.

Especially the closer you get to the center where the black fog is thick, the more noticeable this change becomes.

While pondering.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? Lucky God, who is the God of Fortune? ”

The 'Marquis of Qu' on the opposite side asked with a look of astonishment.

"Yes, this strange king, you may have misunderstood, the Lord is the son of destiny, and the human lord who is destined to lead our human race to destroy demons and establish the Immortal God Dynasty is what kind of 'blessed god'?"

The old man of the royal family hurriedly took over the conversation and said flatteringly.

As soon as this remark came out.

The others immediately echoed, and at the same time, there was a trace of unhappiness in their eyes when they looked at Zhang Jing.

But at this moment.

Roar!!!

With a roar that seemed to come from an ancient wilderness, the ground began to tremble violently.

The surface of the peach tree bloomed with an infinite amount of white light, which instantly dispersed the black mist in the sky, and at the same time, all the roots, branches and leaves of the other party withered, and the demons hanging on it also turned into blood at this moment.

A terrifying aura slowly spread.

"Little one, the incarnation of the god of fortune, and these human races will be handed over to you. Be sure to block the Ten Breaths! ”

The old man's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Jing's heart.

And on the other side.

"Damn! The true spirit wants to run, no way! ”

Seeing the posture of Shoushen's fighting for his life, 'Qu Junhou's face changed, and he cursed in his heart.

Even if the other party's true spirit escaped, not only would it not have any impact on his resurrection plan, but it would even make it easier for him to devour the origin of the god of longevity.

But......

Once the other party's true spirit escapes, what he has done in the Underworld is at risk of being exposed!

And exposure means that he has to face the liquidation of the Xuanhuang Realm Taiyi Infinite Dao Gate.

I thought of the great power in the Dao Gate.

'Qu Junhou' couldn't help but shudder.

Taking away the disciples of the Dao Sect, the destruction of the gods may still be the best ending.

"This guy must not be allowed to leave!" 'Qu Junhou' roared angrily in his heart.

Above the Celestial Dome.

The huge indifferent human face composed of the black mist suddenly began to slowly condense, and the extremely dangerous qi machine instantly spilled downward, spreading all over the entire world.

Meantime.

"The Shou Demon wants to escape, everyone, stop it at all costs. Otherwise, our human race may be destroyed in the future! ”

'Qu Junhou' shouted loudly.

Hear that.

All the king-level existences on the battlefield did not dare to have the slightest reservation, nor did they hesitate for a moment, and directly mobilized all the strength of their bodies and rushed towards the peach tree turned into a heavenly peach by the corpse of the god of life.

The revenge of a near-divine existence that no one can afford to bear.

However.

"Haha, in my opinion, it's better for the gods of fortune and you not to interfere."

Zhang Jing withdrew his gaze from the grand scene of the confrontation between the god of longevity and the black mist on the heavenly dome, and immediately stepped out, and his figure appeared directly in front of the 'Qu Junhou' and his party.

"Senior brother, you want to betray the Terrans?"

'Qu Junhou' looked at Zhang Jing coldly.

"If you don't want to say more, the god of fortune wants to stop the god of longevity, I'm afraid I have to pass this level." Zhang Jing didn't refute, just said lightly.

The objectives of the two sides are different, and it is naturally useless to say more.

Between words.

Wu Tu Xuan Huang Xian Guang! Divine powers are like a constant vision! Skill Trait: Delusion Disorder!

All the means were urged by Zhang Jing with all his might.

The power of the leylines is gathered at the feet.

His figure became both real and illusory, and at the same time, between him and the people who were gradually approaching, it was like an infinite and wide chasm.

Facing more than twenty existences whose combat power was comparable to that of the Law Phase Realm, and at the same time, there were also blessed gods whose aura was several times stronger than before, he had to do his best to resist the Ten Breaths.

The Great War broke out in an instant!

The dense tide of attacks was vented on Zhang Jing's protective immortal light, and in an instant, it shook violently, as if it would be shattered in the next moment.

However, the power of the majestic leylines was replenished in the blink of an eye.

Let the immortal light of the body protection that was on the verge of shattering be restored in an instant.

"And seven breaths!"

Zhang Jing exhaled lightly, and immediately pinched the magic trick with one hand, directly captured the phantom of an unknown mountain peak, and smashed it straight towards a strange king-level monk in front of him.

Accompanied by a mournful wail.

A figure whose body was almost smashed suddenly flew upside down a thousand feet away, and then directly plowed the extremely hard ground into a deep ravine.

Places to go along the way.

Whether it was a demon or a monk, they were all smashed into a cloud of blood mist by the terrifying power carried by the opponent's body.

Look at this scene.

Zhang Jing's face didn't even show half a hint of joy.

He knew that with the strong body of the Demon Dao monk of this world, this injury was nothing at all, and he could recover in a few breaths.

Time.

But when he saw several powerful figures, he kept screaming and flew out upside down, but in an instant, he rejoined the battlefield.

in the crowd.

'Qu Junhou' stared at the yellow-clothed figure in front of him who stopped the footsteps of his group, and he only felt a wave of nausea in his heart.

"What kind of method is this guy practicing? How can the defense be so strong......"

He thought in amazement.

Meanwhile.

All the people besieging Zhang Jing on the field actually looked at each other in unison, and immediately looked at each other.

This man deserves to be the Lord's senior brother.

A body of strength is terrifying.

Especially the perverted defense and the recovery of terror, the straight man can see the scalp tingle.

Gradually, though.

Everyone found that the immortal light of Zhang Jingzhou's body protection gradually dimmed, and the recovery speed became slower and slower each time.

A moment.

Inside the body protection fairy light.

Zhang Jing's pale and languishing face couldn't help but flash a touch of excitement.

"Ten breaths!"

He looked up.

I saw a trace of condensed white light struggling to break through the restrictions of the black mist, directly burrowing into the void crack, and disappearing.

"Good boy, I'll see you in the future."

There was an old laugh in my ears.