Ye Wuchen also held the hilt of the sword and seemed to be standing side by side with Gu Qingxi, but in fact he took half a step forward and stood in front of her.
Others did not notice this tiny detail, but Chu Yunxian, An Qingyuan, Long Qianli, Baili Changfeng, Ji Wuhen, and Lu Tianyu could see it clearly.
But this time, they remained silent and stood ready to guard the little junior sister.
"Hahahaha, I'm back, I, Ji Li, am back." A low, hoarse and rough laughter sounded in the Sumeru space.
On the top of the Wentian Terrace, hundreds of illusory figures were flying in all directions like a flock of frightened birds, but they were imprisoned by an invisible force and could not fly beyond the three feet of the Wentian Terrace.
A frightened scream followed, like the roar of a resentful ghost.
Immediately afterwards, a towering figure slowly emerged.
He was five feet tall, with bulging muscles, his legs were as thick and solid as stone pillars, and he had a powerful long tail trailing behind him.
His face was human-like and animal-like, with two coiled horns on his head. When he laughed wildly, his big mouth grinned almost to his ears, revealing two rows of sharp fangs.
Ji Li! Hearing his wild laughter, everyone's hearts suddenly sank.
Ji Li is one of the eight demon kings under the legendary Demon Emperor, and he is also the strongest among the eight demon kings.
In the great war between humans and demons, countless human monks died in his hands. It is said that in the end, six strong human beings fought for their lives and died together with them.
Although the battle ended with the Demon Clan's defeat, the legend of the Demon Clan's strong men was still passed down in Tiancang Continent.
Apart from the Demon King, the most widely circulated one is Ji Li, who is known as the head of the eight demon kings.
Many people believe that if the six strong men had not exchanged their lives for their lives and perished together with Ji Li earlier, it would have been difficult for mankind to win the final victory.
The three major human continents will most likely become demon territory. Human beings will either be enslaved by it for life after life, or they will have no choice but to be exterminated.
I thought that with the death of all the powerful demons, they would not be able to recover for tens of thousands of years, and they would no longer have the strength to cross the turbulent flow of space and invade Tiancang Continent.
But he didn't expect that Demon King Ji Li, who had made countless powerful men in the world of cultivation change their expressions after hearing this, would appear in front of him again.
"I understand, Leng Yanli pretended to be Ling Yuan to stir up civil strife, not to destroy the Xian Miao Sect, but to resurrect Ji Li with the blood and soul of many strong men in the Xian Miao Sect." Looking at Ji Li's majestic figure , that ferocious and cruel face, Yuwen Dingtian said with sudden realization.
Although he tried hard to stay calm, the hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably.
Others also realized that just like strong human beings can reshape their physical bodies by relying on the soul, demons can also be resurrected and reborn by relying on the brand of the demon soul.
However, compared to humans who are the spirits of all things, the resurrection and rebirth of demons is much more difficult and requires the absorption of a large amount of blood essence and soul power from strong men.
After the war between humans and demons, both the demon clan and the human cultivation world were severely damaged, and it was difficult to find enough strong people. Even if there were, Leng Yanli might not be able to deal with it.
The Xian Miao Sect's strength is superior to that of many Xianmen aristocratic families, but there are not many strong people in the realm of transcending tribulation, so it is undoubtedly the best choice.
However, Gu Qingxi knew that Yuwen Dingtian was only half right: Leng Yanli chose the Xian Miao Sect not only because of their suitable strength, but also because this secret realm could purify spiritual power.
The demon king's physique is already strong. As the leader of the eight demon kings, Ji Li's physique is far stronger than the other seven demon kings.
Although the Xian Miao Sect's strength was good, it was still far behind Ji Li and was not enough to resurrect him.
This can only be done by relying on the mystery of this secret realm and constantly condensing their essence, blood and soul. It was precisely for this reason that he delayed his resurrection for thousands of years.
Gu Qingxi's previous uneasy premonition originated from this.
"Death, everyone will die, hahahaha..." Opposite him, Ji Li took a deep breath and laughed wildly again.
All around, the panicked illusory figures suddenly paused.
Everyone could clearly see that a trace of divine soul power was absorbed into his body, and the already tall figure became taller.
A bloody giant ax appeared out of thin air in his hand, and Ji Li strode through the void and pounced towards the crowd.
The entire Sumeru space shook violently with his steps.
"Run, run!" The crowd, who were almost frightened by Ji Li's name, suddenly seemed like a cauldron had exploded and fled around in panic.
At the same time, he drew out his long sword and slashed hard at the invisible space barrier.
The sword light fell like raindrops one after another, and the light patterns in front of his eyes rippled like water waves, but the space barrier was not damaged at all.
"Die, die, hahahaha..." Ji Li's wild laughter got closer and closer.
"Gu Qingxi, I want to see who else can save you this time!" Leng Yanli's divine soul clone also appeared in the Xumi space at some point, looking at Gu Qingxi with a cold face.
After all, Yu Wen Dingtian and others are not ordinary monks. They can cultivate to the state of becoming a god or even becoming a body. They have all experienced life and death, and their minds are much tougher than ordinary monks.
Seeing that they could not break the space barrier, they quickly gave up their useless efforts and turned to face Ji Li. At the same time, they raised their swords and prepared to make a last stand.
Of course, they also knew that facing Ji Li, a powerful demon clan that even the ancient warriors would fear, they had no power to contend. The so-called final blow was just to make their death a little more tragic.
Everyone's eyes were filled with despair.
At this moment, a figure that was taller and more majestic than Jili rushed straight into the Xumi space and slapped Jili on the head.
"Bang!" The wild laughter stopped suddenly, and Ji Li's body suddenly paused.
Time stopped at this moment, and space also stopped.
"What are you..." As if it was just a moment, or hundreds and thousands of years have passed, Ji Li raised his head, looked at the figure that was taller than himself, and asked in a daze.
But before he could finish asking, his body was like a sand sculpture made of fine sand, rapidly collapsing and dispersing under the strong wind, turning into nothingness...
Yuwen Dingtian and others stared so wide that their eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
That was the most powerful person under the Demon Emperor, Ji Li, who was known as the leader of the eight demon kings. He was actually slapped to death, and there was no trace of him left behind!
Finally escaping a disaster, they should have been extremely surprised and even cried with joy, but in fact, they were more horrified, and their hearts were beating wildly.
Not far away, Leng Yanli's evil face also twitched violently, a sneer stuck in his throat, but he could no longer make any sound.
The tall figure turned to look at him and slapped him away again.
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and Leng Yanli's soul clone turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
"Eat, iron-eating beast!" With this palm strike, everyone trembled all over, and finally regained some consciousness. Looking at the figure as tall as a mountain peak, an old man's throat rolled with difficulty, said.
Isn't the monster in front of me, which is all white, with two extremely conspicuous black circles under its eyes, the Iron-eating Beast, one of the most powerful monsters in ancient times?
But who has ever heard that the iron-eating beast is so huge and so powerful that even Ji Li, one of the eight demon kings, cannot withstand a bear paw from him.
By the way, this is actually a curly-haired iron-eating beast.
