Chapter 17: Kneeling and Begging (2)
"Xuankongzi he, he blew himself up!" "This is going to drag these demons with their lives!"
"Everyone, seize the opportunity, run, run!"
In an instant, the whole scene was chaotic.
In the demon army, several demon lords and demon emperors glanced at each other and looked at Xuankongzi.
"Hmph, it's just a madman, don't worry, kill him!"
Immediately, several bigwigs in the army rushed forward and fought with Xuankongzi.
And the other demon armies continued to pounce on the thirty-six factions!
Xuankongzi burst out his inner guts, burned his life, and did not hesitate to fall into the demon path to drag the demon army.
But alas, they still underestimate these demons.
There are too many masters, and there are too many of them, and he alone is still not enough!
However, without those masters, the pressure on the thirty-six factions is much less, but they can fight with those low-level demons for the time being. Xuankongzi is miserable.
Although his strength has skyrocketed tenfold, there are too many demon bosses he faces.
Completely lost his reason and consciousness, he has been reduced to a machine with no skills, empty of great power, but only a chaotic catharsis!
The scars on his body are getting more and more serious.
The strength of the inner tank is also gradually depleted.
Finally.
When the last trace of true qi in the inner tank was transformed into demonic qi and consumed, Xuankongzi couldn't hold on.
His old body, penetrated by demonic energy, fell to his knees with a thud, kneeling on the lookout Sendai, the place he once loved the most.
The goal he pursued throughout his life was to seek immortality, trying to touch the legendary immortal realm of feathering and ascending.
But in the end, he fell into a demon and died on the lookout Sendai, is this a kind of irony?
Around Ningsu Palace, there are fewer and fewer cameras that can support them from being affected by the battle, and there are fewer and fewer scenes of battle that can be seen.
But it just so happened that the scene of Xuankongzi was clearly seen by everyone.
Ningsu Palace, completely ruined!
Looking at this demon in the sky, netizens all know that the thirty-six factions are also going to be completely wiped out here.
The Daomen grand meeting gathered all the thirty-six factions, but as a result, they were wiped out!
And next, it is ordinary people who will face this disaster, and the whole world will be doomed!
Now, in the whole world, is there only Zhang Qixing left, and only the Heavenly Master is left who can save the world?
Suddenly.
In the live broadcast of the camera, in the demon battlefield, a thin figure in a white robe suddenly appeared in the field! He appeared so suddenly, as if he had teleported.
Small in stature, like a child of seven or eight years old, with a strange white mask on his face.
The powerful aura on his body immediately attracted the attention of those Three Realm bosses who had just killed Xuankongzi.
The man glanced in the direction of Xuankongzi and was silent.
A few seconds later.
Hmmm~
Behind the man, people who were almost indistinguishable from him began to appear suddenly, with similar height, size, body shape, and even clothes! A white robe, spotless!
Behind each person's back, they carried a small sword that matched the proportions of their body.
The number of people increased, and in the end, it was fixed at a full hundred!
Among the bigwigs of the Three Realms, one of them stared at these people with his eyes, especially the mask on their faces for a long time.
Suddenly.
"Spirits! They're spirits! Damn, the Spirit Race still exists in the world! β
As soon as this statement came out,
The faces of the rest of the people around him changed.
The word Spirit Clan, like a needle, pierced their hearts.
"Retreat! Retreat! β
Several demon bosses shouted without hesitation, and at the same time ran first by themselves without hesitation, without a trace of interest in fighting!
The masked man at the head waved the long sword in his hand, reaching the demons and monsters in the sky.
"Demon cholera, the spirit clan is in the world, all the demons present, not one is left, kill!"
As soon as the words came out, several figures beside him turned into white streamers, holding long swords, rushing into the demon army and killing all directions! Don't look at their short stature, this lethality is simply off the charts!
It's a tyrannical demon!
It seems that it was a smart decision for those Three Realm bigwigs to flee without hesitation, but unfortunately, with their speed, in the blink of an eye, they were caught up by at least thirty white figures and started a fight!
The Thirty-Six Sects suddenly became idle, escaped death, and watched the scene in front of them in amazement.
What do these people do? Such terrifying strength?
By the way, they introduced themselves just now, Spirit Clan? What does the Spirit Clan do? Which sect? How come you've never heard of it?
The person who took the lead didn't look at the thirty-six factions, and the two attendants beside him observed the situation in the field and said, "Half an hour is enough to clean up the demons here." "Uh-huh......"
"But Elder, I don't understand, this place is not far from the road of Tianlong Mountain, but it is not close either, why would the demon army suddenly gather and come here? Is it really because of the Daomen Festival? β
"No, just a Dao Gate event, it is not in their eyes, the previous Demon Venerable, if it is not for the Heavenly Master who is contemplating, I am afraid that the Demon Venerable alone can abuse these Dao Sects."
"And what are they doing here?"
The masked man turned his head to look at the back of Ning Su Palace, sighed, and said, "I'm afraid it's for the dragon vein of Kunlun Mountain!" β
"Dragon Vein!"
"That's right, slashing the dragon veins can make the human species completely disappear from the root."
The masked man also seemed to hesitate a little as he spoke, and sighed.
"Elder, it should be okay now, right?"
"How can it be okay, the gap in the Three Realms Seal is still expanding, until it is completely integrated, and at that time, the real powerhouses of the Three Realms of Demons and Demons will be able to enter the human realm without hindrance, and now this wave is just the first wave of soy sauce."
"Oh my God, if that's really the case, we spirits..."
"Yes, if that time comes, the strength of our entire spirit clan will not be enough to die."
"So what do we do?"
"Sealing the Great Array is the only solution, and the sealing method is in Taixuangong, in other words, the only solution now is on Zhang Qixing's body, find him, kneel, and beg him...... Sell! β
Half an hour later.
The sky is full of demons and monsters, and it has been cleaned up, and a hundred small masked people have killed all the demons!
The thirty-six factions were still a little unable to react at this time, and seeing that the demons were cleaned up and they escaped from death, they quickly gathered around these people.
They were all small in stature, like children.
"You ...... Who is it? The old man Zhang Yuanzhong of the Wudang faction came over first and asked.
The rest of the people also looked at these people with curious faces.
But the masked man at the head just glanced at him lightly, and did not answer, but said: "If you want to live, leave here, otherwise, the next time the demon attacks, you can only wait for death." β
This can be regarded as contempt, but for the thirty-six factions, they have spent life and death, and they have also lost face in front of netizens on the whole network, and being underestimated has no effect on them.
"I still want to thank all the seniors for saving their lives." Zhang Yuanzhong bowed respectfully and said.
"Save you? Hehe...... Saving you bunch of waste is also worth our Spirit Clan's rescue? Don't dream, it's just a matter of convenience, besides, it's a pity if you poor Dao Tong is gone. β
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people of the thirty-six factions became ugly.
This is no longer a matter of contempt, but undisguised humiliation! Zhang Yuanzhong was choked up for a while and didn't know how to answer.
"Seniors, will the demons come?" Zhang Yuan pondered for a few seconds and continued to ask.
"Yes."
"That'...... Why, Ningsu Palace is all in ruins, what are they doing here? β
"You wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that the demon was targeting you or Ning Su Palace, would you?"
"What's that?"
"Don't talk nonsense, that's not up to you, get out of here, don't ink here."
The other party seems to have been too lazy to talk nonsense with the thirty-six faction.
"I also ask all the seniors to suppress the seal of the Demon Gate, otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future." Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and said stiffly.