"Ahem!"

Demon Venerable coughed, and pieces of internal organs spurted out of Demon Venerable's mouth along with blood.

The Demon Venerable didn't wipe it, but looked at Shen Lang who was standing proudly in the void with dark eyes.

"Shen Lang, you really didn't disappoint me, I have fought countless battles in my life, no one has ever been able to defeat me, but you have won me, it seems that this era is your time. ”

The Demon Venerable coughed as he spoke, and the blood was left in his mouth as if he didn't want money.

Shen Lang looked at the embarrassed Demon Venerable with an indifferent expression, and sighed softly, as Shen Lang's sigh fell, the terrifying momentum on his body began to subside, and finally became Shen Lang's original momentum.

"Demon Venerable, although you were defeated, you also forged your own glory, even if the people of future generations will not forget you. ”

Shen Lang didn't talk nonsense, the Demon Venerable is indeed worthy of respect, he can rely on his own strength to break through to the half-step Ancestral Realm, and his talent is not inferior to that of the Guan Holy Emperor, if it weren't for the Demon Venerable being sealed for endless years, I'm afraid that the Ancestral Realm is also extremely promising.

Of course, Emperor Guan Shengdi is also in the state of a remnant soul, living for endless years, the experience of the two is similar, and they have no chance to cultivate, otherwise, the strength of Guan Shengdi and Demon Venerable is definitely not inferior to the guardian and the Daozun Buddha and others.

...

The battle between Shen Lang and Demon Venerable had a very wide range of influences, even in the depths of the starry sky countless billions of miles away, they were all affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

In a dark cosmic starry sky, there is nothing here, only endless darkness.

But with the aftermath of the battle between Shen Lang and the Demon Venerable, a little light suddenly appeared, and the light became bigger and bigger, and finally illuminated the entire darkness.

The light finally turned into a piece of golden light, and it seemed to become a golden world, and pieces of golden lotus flowers appeared, sacred and solemn.

"Senior brother, how many years?"

An old, middle-aged voice sounded.

"I don't know, it should be tens of thousands of years, right?"

As the loud voice fell, another voice slowly sounded.

The golden world was silent for a short time, and the voices of the two fell, and no sound came out, but after the voices of the two disappeared, eight more figures suddenly appeared on the golden lotus.

These people are all wearing bright red robes, yellow monk's robes, and ring scars on their heads, and among the eight people, there are old people, middle-aged people, and young people, with different shapes.

Some people pinch their hands in the shape of flowers, some people put their hands together, and some people point to the sky and the ground with one hand, representing self-esteem.

These eight people are the eight ancestors of Tianlong Temple, the eight tribes of Tianlong.

The Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon can form a formation of eight people, and their strength can span one blow, and the eight people are very powerful together.

The Eight Tribes left the True Martial Continent as early as the Ancient Times, and the eight of them were all in the True God Realm at that time, but among the eight people, only the Heavenly Beings and the Dragon Beings had reached the Nine Heavens of the True Gods, and the others were all under the Nine Heavens.

Originally, when the True God powerhouse of the True Martial Continent fought a decisive battle with the Demon Venerable, the eight of them also had a share, but the eight of them didn't know why, so they resolutely left the True Martial Continent regardless of the survival of the human race.

Then, the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon disappeared, and no one knew where they went.

When Shen Lang and the Tianzun of the Eternal Life Hall made trouble in the Tianlong Temple, the incarnation of the Eight Divisions once descended on the Zhenwu Continent to prevent Shen Lang from continuing to persecute the Tianlong Temple, but unfortunately, even if the incarnation came, he could not save the Great Sun Venerable, and finally the Great Sun Venerable died in the Tianlong Temple.

"Senior brother, our strength has reached a bottleneck, and we can't make an inch of progress if we continue to cultivate, it's time to go back and spread the glory of the Buddha. ”

A monk with a masculine face and a majestic figure clasped his hands together and said slowly.

"Well, it's time, we left on the occasion of the decisive battle with the Demon Venerable, and it's time to go back and give them an explanation. ”

The monk who spoke was the eldest of the eight tribes of the Heavenly Dragon, "Tianzhong", and the Tianzhong had a kind face, like Maitreya Buddha, giving people an incomparably good impression.

"Senior brother, judging from the movement just now, one of them must be a demon venerable, but the other breath is relatively unfamiliar and a little familiar, but I can't guess the identity of that person. ”

The Yaksha was a grim-faced monk, thin and unsmiling.

Tianzhong shook his head slightly, "I can't guess the identity of that person, even if I use the power of cause and effect, I can't deduce the identity of that person, but all this, when we return to the True Martial Continent, we should know." ”

"Senior brother, can the person who fights with the Demon Venerable win?"

Garuda, with a dark vulture, asked.

Tianzhong pondered for a moment, and then said: "That person should be able to win, judging from the breath, that person's strength should have reached the edge of breakthrough, in the half-step ancestral realm, it can be regarded as a strong one." ”

"It's... Senior brother, that person's strength is so strong, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to complete the spread of the doctrine when we go back. ”

Kinara, who had an old face, said worriedly.

"It's okay, let's go and visit the benefactor first, and we're looking at the plan to spread the teachings. ”

Tianzhong said slowly.

...

In the True Martial Continent, Shen Lang didn't know that the Eight Ancestors of Tianlong Temple were going to return, but he was still talking to the Demon Venerable.

"Shen Lang, in my life, I have never begged someone, but this may also be the first time I begged someone, and it is also the last time, I wonder if you can give my demon clan a living space?"

"The demon clan is also a product of the Heavenly Dao, if you exterminate the demon clan, I am afraid that it will be stained with great cause and effect, and survival is reasonable. ”

After the Demon Venerable finished speaking, he stared at Shen Lang tightly, waiting for Shen Lang's answer.

Demon Venerable has been arrogant all his life, and if it weren't for the end of the road, he wouldn't have lowered his head, but now that he is about to fall, it's time to seek a way out for his demon clan.

Shen Lang thought for a while, and did not veto the request of the Demon Zun, indeed as the Demon Venerable said, since the Demon Clan can be born, it means that there is the value of their existence, even if he kills the Demon Clan, he will not let the Demon Clan perish, maybe after many thousands of years, the Demon Clan will appear in the world again.

However, although Shen Lang would not exterminate the demon clan, he would not give them a chance to survive in the core of the Zhenwu Continent, but said slowly, "I will not let the demon clan stay here in the Central Plains, but beyond the endless sea, there are countless islands, and there, I can leave it to you as a place to live." ”

The demon venerable didn't say anything, but smiled with relief, it's good that the demon clan can have a place to survive, he has never asked for extravagance, Shen Lang will let the demon clan live in the Central Plains.

The Demon Venerable's body slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a piece of starlight, merging into the vast cosmic starry sky.

"Demon Venerable. ”

Ten thousand demons roared in unison, turning into rolling thunder, floating in the sky above the True Martial Continent.

Some Terran warriors also cheered when they saw Shen Lang's victory, which was in stark contrast to the sorrow of the demon clan.