Ten Thousand Demon City! The central city of the Land of Fallen Demons is also the headquarters of the Heavenly Demons!

When the Barbarian Heaven and the Man Slaughter came to the Ten Thousand Demon City, this place was already overcrowded, because the upcoming "wedding" had brought together many forces in the Southern Barbarians! Although the Second Young Master of the Heavenly Demon was dead, this wedding was still very grand! The entire Ten Thousand Demon City was full of joy, but this celebration was a little "weird" and creepy! This also made many forces secretly unpredictable about the surname of the Heavenly Demon Demon Sect! From this, it can also be seen that the Demon Sect's love for the second young master Mo Feng!

In the midst of this celebration, many forces were also depressed, and they could almost predict that if nothing else, a storm would envelop the Ten Thousand Demon City!

When the Ten Thousand Demon City was preparing for the wedding three days later, the Barbarian Heaven and the Human Slaughter had already entered the Ten Thousand Demon City! Feeling the atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Demon City, the Human Tu not only said: "I don't know if this person who killed the Demon Blade is really for the Kunshan Clan! However, this time the Demon Sect may have set up a Heaven and Earth Net to wait for the person who killed the Demon Blade!"

"However, what I really look forward to is the Zen demon! I heard that he has also arrived at the land of the fallen demon, I'm afraid, he should be mixed in the crowd at this time! I don't know, with my strength, I have a few percent chance of winning against him!" Ren Tu's gaze swept over the dense crowd in front of him, not only said, but also said with a sense of expectation and battle intent in his words!

The barbarian looked at the human slaughter, and his heart was bitter, not only the human slaughter, but too many young and strong people in the huge world wanted to fight with themselves! This is not how strong they are, but the deterrent power of one of the "Zen" veins! Everyone wants to defeat the Zen demon who was known as the strongest vein in this ancient period!

"One day, I will stand on the top of this world, and no one will dare to challenge me!"

"The Little Holy Son of the Northern Saints, Fan Yi!!" Suddenly an exclamation sounded, and the crowd instantly became chaotic, and countless monks looked at the huge figure that appeared in the sky ahead!

Barbarian Heaven and Ren Tu looked up at the sky at the same time! When they saw the chariot in the sky, Mantian's pupils shrank sharply! This was a golden chariot, and what frightened Mantian was the fierce beast that pulled this chariot! It was actually a huge war lion that was ten feet tall! This lion's mane was golden, and his blood was surging, and his surging breath swept the wind and clouds in the sky! On this chariot, a young man in golden armor stood proudly, his hands behind his back, and a feeling of looking down on the people in the world spontaneously appeared, as if he was the Holy King of the primeval period.

"What a strong fighting spirit! What a strong breath!" Mantian looked at the little saint son above, and was slightly shocked in his heart, this Fan Yi can be honored as the little saint son, this person's strength is quite extraordinary, and his surging blood is terrifying! And the war lion that pulls the chariot is even more extraordinary, and the aura it exudes stirs the wind and clouds, making the heavens and the earth tremble.

"It is worthy of fighting the little saint son of the Lingxu Immortal Mansion in the middle of the country with one man!!

"As long as it is rumored that the Zen Demon will be the focus of the world, I am afraid that this time it is not only the Little Holy Son, but also the young powerhouses from other places will also gather in the Ten Thousand Demon City!

"As soon as the Zen Demon appeared, did the Zen Demon dare to appear? Is he really the incarnation of the Ancient Zen Demon?"

...... Many discussions spread from the crowd, the little holy son took back the chariot, his body slowly fell to the ground like a feather, his expression swept over the surrounding crowd with a cold expression, and his voice was extremely thick: "Zen demon, I don't care if you are here or not, whether you hear it or not, but you must know that your head must be mine!" The little saint son's words carried a domineering and fighting spirit, but many monks gasped! But no one dared to refute it, and there were few people in his generation who could compare with this momentum.

"There is only one Zen demon, and I was killed by you, so what should I do?" At this moment, a joke suddenly sounded in the crowd, and a young man in brocade walked out of the crowd.

"Zhanzun Tribe Fighting the Eight Desolations!!" An exclamation suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at this sword-eyed young man in shock when they heard it!

Zhanzun tribe, this is the first tribe of the Southern Barbarians, and this Zhan Eight Desolations is even known as the first young person of the Zhanzun tribe! His identity is extremely noble, at this time, he actually came to the Ten Thousand Demon City!

"Battle Eight Desolations!" The little saint stared at the young man in brocade, his lips lightly opened and spit out three words, and the battle intent in his eyes was surging!

"Hehe!" Zhan Bahuang smiled, but he stared at the little holy son, and his whole body also exuded a fighting spirit! One was the most famous little saint son of the northern saints, and the other was the proud son of the sky of the first tribe of the Southern Barbarians, so it was strange that the two did not collide with each other.

"Two, it's the first time I've come to my Ten Thousand Demon City, please don't be impatient!" At this time, a young man in a black robe walked out with a face like a spring breeze, and the appearance of this person also made people gasp!

"Ten Thousand Demon City, Young Master Demon Might!!" everyone exclaimed!

Hearing this, Mantian looked at the black-robed young man, and looked at it carefully, Mantian's eyes condensed slightly, and at first glance, Mantian felt the crisis from this demonic power! Although this demonic power in front of him was smiling, Mantian felt the thick evil qi emanating from his body! It was like the evil qi formed by dyeing countless creatures with his hands!!

"Demon Young Master, you can't get along with me!" Just as the little holy son and Zhan Bahuang looked at each other, intertwining a strong battle intent, an unruly voice came from the crowd again.

A fat young man stepped out of the crowd and stared at Mowei with a smile!

Mo Wei turned his head to look at the fat young man in Zaihe, his eyes flickered, and he said with a smile on his face: "Why did the Nine Extremes King say this? I am just a little Heavenly Demon Young Master, how dare I not get along with the Nine Extremes King?"

"It's... This is... The six princes of the Western Jiuding Divine Dynasty, the king of the nine poles?"

"It's the King of the Nine Extremes who came to Nanban this time?"

I have long heard that there is a prince of the Western Divine Dynasty who came to Nanban in person, but I didn't expect it to be the king of the Nine Poles! The nine sons of the Nine Peaks Divine Dynasty in the west are famous in the west, and it is rumored that every prince is extraordinary, and these six princes and the Nine Poles King are unknown compared to his other brothers, but there are also rumors that the surname of this Nine Poles King is very similar to that of the founding god of the Jiuding Divine Dynasty, and he usually likes to explore the major forbidden places in the world.

Compared with the Western Divine Dynasty, the history of the Jiuding Divine Dynasty is probably the shortest, but to this day, the Jiuding Divine Dynasty has become the first Divine Dynasty in the west! And this is precisely because of the founding god of the Jiuding Divine Dynasty! The god who ran almost all over the world's forbidden places at the end of ancient times, to put it nicely, the founding god is an adventure, and to put it badly, this founding god is robbing tombs! Even, there are rumors that this founding god will not leave a single flower or grass wherever he goes! Digging up and even destroying him, this founding god has become the object of a momentary pain!

To this day, the Jiuding Divine Dynasty under the notorious god lord has dominated one side, and no force can be underestimated!

Barbarian looked at the fat Wang Ji in a daze, and when he spoke, Mantian heard that it was Wang Ji, what he didn't expect was that this unruly Wang Ji was actually the prince of the Western God Dynasty!

"Demon Young Lord, how can you make me embarrassed, how dare I go wild on your territory now? Moreover, you are the Demon Young Master, and my Jiuding Divine Dynasty can only shrink in the west when it is strong!" Wang Ji looked at Demon Wei Dao playfully.

The smiling Demon Might's eyelids twitched as he looked at Wang Ji, but his smile remained unchanged, and he said, "The Nine Extremes King is tormenting my Demon Feng!

"Incomprehensible? Who doesn't know that I went all the way to Nanban to find the Zen Demon? And these two people both want the life of the Zen Demon, if the two of them kill the Zen Demon, wouldn't it be better for me to run for nothing? At this time, wouldn't it be better if one of the two of them died in the battle? But you actually came forward to stop it, isn't it that you can't get along with me?" Wang Ji's playful expression gradually converged, staring at the Demon Might.

Mo Wei's face suddenly froze, he stared at Wang Ji, and then changed his words and said: "In the words of the Nine Extremes King, does the Nine Extremes King not want the Zen Demon to die?

Although Wang Ji was unruly and unruly, he was definitely not a simple-minded person, and when he heard Mowei's words, he laughed instead, stared at Mowei, and said, "Haha! Let the Zen demon die? Let the Zen demon die? If the Zen demon is so easy to die, then he is not called the Zen demon! The young master of the demon is trying to use the name of your dead second brother to attract the Zen demon to this place and meditate in the next closed door?"

Demon Wei's expression was awe-inspiring, his eyes flashed sharply, he stared at Wang Ji deadly, and said, "King of the Nine Extremes, this is too much!"

"Demon Young Master, I was wrong! I was outrageously wrong! I have no eyes, and I dare to spread wild in your Ten Thousand Demon City!" Wang Ji looked like "I'm scared", pretending to be afraid.

Seeing Wang Ji's scene, the crowd burst into laughter, and Mantian was also made to cry and laugh by Wang Ji's appearance!

Mo Wei didn't speak, he stared at the Nine Extremes King coldly, his fingers trembling but he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, but he couldn't attack! No matter what, the identity of the person in front of him made him jealous! The six princes of the Jiuding Divine Dynasty, who claimed to have countless treasures of heaven and earth, anyone had to weigh it before moving!

"I've heard the name of the Nine Extremes King for a long time! When I see it today, I don't know, does the Eight Desolations have the honor to fight with the Nine Extremes King?" Zhan Bahuang stared at Wang Ji and said in a low voice! He was originally the first person in the Zhanzun tribe, and his status was not lower than Wang Ji, and Wang Ji's words before made him feel angry.

"What? You don't fight, continue to fight, kill one less one, how good?" Wang Ji glanced at Zhan Bahuang and said jokingly, I am afraid that the only person who dares to speak to the first young man of the Zhanzun tribe is this cynical and unruly Wang Ji.

(To be continued)