Chapter 1572: The Power of the Punishment Heaven, White-robed Ji Yuchen

The moment they saw Xingtian, the people of the major forces who were still surging in the audience suddenly gave up their plans, and at the same time, they all looked solemn, but they scolded in their hearts: "Damn, why is this guy here!"

"Bastard witch clan, they actually summoned this ruthless person here, what are they going to do?

"Great Witch Punishment Heaven, the peerless ruthless man who killed three demon saints and hundreds of thousands of demon gods in the Lich Era, he actually appeared here, it seems that today's things are not simple!"

Under the gaze of the major forces, Xingtian led his subordinate Cangshui and other Wu clan monks to the field.

His eyes swept over the audience, and Xingtian casually threw the dry relatives in his hand in an area with a relatively good field of vision, and said: "My Wu clan has taken a fancy to this area, and if you are interested, you will roll, otherwise you will not blame my Xingtian's subordinates for being ruthless!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the monks in the audience shrank sharply, and their hearts were surging with anger.

For nothing else, Xingtian's move was too arrogant, and he didn't even take the monks in the audience seriously.

In particular, the place where the dry relatives fell was none other than the gathering place of the demon gods who survived the Lich Era such as Sun Wukong.

Up to now, fools can see that Xingtian is deliberate, and it is simply Chiguoguo's provocation.

The ancient demon gods behind Sun Wukong were all angry, and they were ready to make a move when their breath surged.

However, before those ancient demon gods could attack Xingtian and other witch monks, Sun Wukong was the first to raise his hand and say, "Stop it!"

"Let's change places!"

After speaking, Sun Wukong turned around and walked towards a no-man's land, seemingly not caring about Xingtian's provocation.

For a while, those ancient demon gods looked weird, and Sun Wukong's move gave people a bad feeling, as if they were afraid of the Wu Clan.

Although he knew the horror of Xingtian, the two sides of the Lich War had been fighting endlessly, and now when he saw that the other party was eager to pull his bones and skin him, how could he be moved because Xingtian was alone.

But Sun Wukong retreated, no matter what the purpose, at least at this moment, those ancient demon gods were full of dissatisfaction with his deeds, if it weren't for the control of the demon flag, they were afraid that they would explode and depose Sun Wukong at the first time.

After all, the Demon Court and the Wu Clan are immortal existences, and no one is willing to show weakness to each other even if they die in battle.

With a burst of unwillingness, the ancient demon gods behind Sun Wukong led the subordinates to move to even the clearing.

At the same time, Xingtian strode forward, followed by Cangshui and other Wu monks.

Soon, a group of witch clans occupied the area where Sun Wukong and the other demons were before, stretched out their hands to pick up the god-relatives on the ground, Xingtian looked at Sun Wukong and said disdainfully: "Demon clan cubs, it's really a group of cowards!"

"It's just a monkey, and you still want to be called the Demon Emperor, I don't know what to do!"

"Demon clan, are you so bloody? Or do you wait to admit your failure as the times change? ”

Listening to Xingtian's unscrupulous words, the ancient demon gods behind Sun Wukong all had fire-breathing eyes, clenched their fists, and gritted their teeth, if it weren't for Sun Wukong's indifference, they would all be eager to go up and fight to the death with Xingtian and other witch monks.

At this moment, in the area of the Slanting Moon Sect, a man in a white robe slowly walked out of the group, and the surrounding Sloping Moon Sect members avoided one after another, their eyes flashing with admiration and yearning.

Soon, the white-robed man stood at the front of the team, looked at Xingtian and said calmly: "Xingtian Great Witch, I really didn't expect you to come here in person!"

As soon as these words came out, the laughter in Xingtian's mouth came to an abrupt end.

Turning around to look, the moment he saw the white-robed man, Xingtian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he raised his hand and said: "It's you, damn guy, I didn't expect you to be here, I must kill you today to avenge my brothers!"

As he spoke, Xing Tian took a step forward, and he was ready to do it with his hand in his hand.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was stunned, and they couldn't understand why Xing Tian had such a big reaction to the words of the white-robed man.

For a while, the monks of all the forces in the audience looked at this side.

In this regard, the white-robed man was unmoved, and calmly glanced at Xingtian and said, "Xingtian, although you already have the power of the ancestral witch, after all, you have not yet entered that step, so you and I are at most not equal." ”

"Of course, because I am a monk, your defeat is already doomed, although I can't destroy your strong body, but I can seal you, just like the Emperor of Heaven sealed your head in Yangchang Mountain!"

As the white-robed man finished speaking, although it sounded extremely arrogant, the people present did not feel that the latter's words were excessive, and even recognized in their hearts that the latter was explaining reality.

When everyone came back to their senses, their eyes flashed solemnly, cold sweat broke out from their vests, and the eyes of the white-robed man were full of jealousy and horror.

They were actually swayed by a word from a guy they didn't know, this is simply terrible, if the latter just made a sneak attack, then ......

After half a ring, Xing Tian's footsteps stopped, and after staring at the white-robed man with dead eyes for a while, he spoke: "Ji Yuchen, don't be arrogant too early, sooner or later a **** will kill you!"

After speaking, Xing Tian's body exuded the aura of being unapproachable, and returned to the team of Wu clan monks, obviously, there was no intention of fighting hard with that Ji Yuchen.

This scene suddenly made the monks of the major forces in the field stunned, and they looked at Ji Yuchen one by one, their eyes were full of curiosity and horror, and they murmured in their hearts: "Who is this guy called Ji Yuchen? Why don't you even dare to make a rash move!"

"Damn, is this guy the sect leader of the Leaning Moon Sect? He doesn't even dare to be careless in the realm of Xingtian, at least this person's cultivation has reached the level of quasi-saint perfection or above!"

Ji Yuchen didn't care about the reactions of the people from all sides, and turned his head to look at Sun Wukong, who was not far away under the protection of many ancient demon gods, and couldn't help but have a trace of killing intent and greed in his unfazed eyes.

Sensing Ji Yuchen's gaze, Sun Wukong's heart twitched, and an uneasy emotion quietly rose, even if he tried his best to suppress it, he didn't get much effect.

Under such a strange atmosphere, a shining star fell from the sky, and even the brilliance of the sun became eclipsed at this moment.

Soon, he got the starlight and fell into the field, and before the starlight dissipated, one of the voices full of energy resounded throughout the audience: "It's really a group of demons dancing, I didn't expect that this has just completed the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and you can't help jumping out?"

(End of chapter)