The headquarters of the two major alliances of heaven and earth and holy world.
Not only the members of the seven ancient war clans of Sun, Moon, Star, Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning are gathered here, but also the clan members of Ying, Yao, Si and other ancient saint clans are gathered here.
now.
They gathered together, with deep fear in their eyes, looking at the injured Kunpengzi, waiting for it to speak.
The stranger with two heads was full of worries. The big head said worriedly:
"Holy Son Kunpeng and the Son of the Rain God are dead. There are only five deputy leaders left in the two major alliances. What should we do now?"
"This time he is dead. That beast Haotian has refined the Sun Spirit, and his strength has skyrocketed. Coupled with the Xuanyuan Sword, we are far from his opponents.
"Oh, if I had known better, I wouldn't have provoked him. Now I'm really riding a tiger and it's hard to get off."
"Hmph, if it weren't for the saints and saints in our clan who are too old to enter the tomb of Supreme Moyun, they would have killed him long ago."
"What's the use of talking about this now? Haotian will probably come to kill them soon. Where can we escape?"
There were more than two thousand souls present, and their hearts were filled with panic, with worries and panic on their faces.
They did not dare to escape, fearing that they would not be able to survive the siege of the undead alone, and they were even more afraid of being punished by their families after they escaped.
Kun Pengzi's face was as gloomy as water. He looked at the group of desperate men in front of him, with anger, struggle, unwillingness and other emotions flashing in his eyes.
"Holy Son Kunpeng, you are talking."
The foreigner's little head was a little anxious and he couldn't help but urge.
Kun Pengzi was silent for a moment, his hesitant eyes became firm, and he said in a low voice:
"We are not defeated. The Ancient Saint Clan will never be defeated. Haotian will eventually die in my hands."
"Holy Son Kunpeng, do you have any way to defeat Haotian?"
When everyone heard this, they were all excited and stared at Kun Pengzi with excitement.
"They, only with the help of them, can we turn defeat into victory..."
Kunpengzi kept mumbling as if talking to himself.
"Holy Son Kunpeng, do they mean Motian and Mofeng? On this main peak, only these two people can deal with Haotian."
Someone was confused.
"It can't be Mo Tian and Mo Feng. They both have a grudge against us."
Someone immediately retorted.
"Holy Son Kunpeng, who are they?"
A group of creatures are waiting eagerly, with their hearts full of hope.
"They are……"
Kun Pengzi hesitated to speak. Thinking of his ancestors' bloody war of resistance, he felt a trace of shame and paused.
"Kunpengzi, stop talking, we are here."
An extremely cold voice came.
When everyone heard the sound, the blood all over their bodies froze. A biting chill instantly spread from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet, and their scalps were numb.
All the creatures were dumbfounded, forgetting to shout, forget to escape, forget everything else, as if their souls were out of their bodies.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, we are here to cooperate."
The cold voice sounded again, with a rare hint of gentleness.
at the same time.
A group of undead spirits came closer, led by a demonic tiger with a body of black and gold, five heads and five human faces.
It is none other than the century-old genius of the Demon Race, Tiger Demon Sky, who once won the first place in the Demon Emperor Arena.
But in the Shenbing Valley, he was killed by Lin Yu because of the fight for the Xuanyuan Sword.
Unexpectedly, he was turned into a seventh generation undead by the Necromancer Emperor.
Later, there followed the giant mantis mixed with purple and black. It was once a century-old genius named Mantis Emperor, but now it has become a seventh-generation undead spirit.
Behind them, there are five seventh-generation undead including the blue-blooded mad shark and the red-eyed two-headed snake.
"How did you get into the mountain? What do you want to do?"
The stranger felt as cold as ice all over, even his blood and soul were frozen. His teeth kept chattering. He looked at the undead approaching step by step. He wanted to escape, but was afraid that he would die if he couldn't escape.
For a time, I was in a dilemma.
"You don't need to know how we entered the mountain. You only need to know that we are here to help you destroy the human race and obtain the Demon Cloud Dao Pill and the Demon Emperor's treasure."
There was a strong confidence in Hu Motian's voice, and the death energy all over his body formed terrifying whirlpools, which was breathtaking.
"You are undead, why should we believe you?"
"The War Clan and the Saint Clan are incompatible with you. If you want to cooperate, there is no way!"
"I would rather die in battle than cooperate with the undead. Otherwise, I will have no face to face my ancestors after death."
"Yes, our Demon Emperor Realm is what it is now because of hell. Cooperating with the enemy is simply selling your soul."
Many creatures expressed doubts or resistance.
"If you don't want to cooperate, then just die."
Hu Motian's words were very soft.
Afterwards, two seventh-generation dead spirits, Mantis Mantis and Blue Shark, moved.
"boom!"
Emperor Mantis raised a black and red light, and a divine blade fell down, crystal clear, slashing directly at the creature that had just retorted, cutting off its way of life.
"Chi!"
The blue shark opened its big mouth, as if it had opened the mouth of a spring in the underworld, and the spring water, as black as ink, with a strong aura of death, surged away.
The target was the area where the sound had just been made, and it was an indiscriminate attack.
"Roar……"
The group of creatures roared angrily and used various martial arts skills to fight back.
"puff……"
The blood flashed, and heads were cut off one after another. In addition to anger, there was shock in the eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the two Seven Undead killed hundreds of creatures, including a deputy leader who was a pseudo-hundred-year-old genius.
The remaining creatures were trembling, and many fell to their knees, feeling helpless.
The undead are so terrifying, even the deputy leader is not an enemy with one move, so how can we fight them?
"Is there anyone else who objects?"
Tiger Demon Sky's voice sounded in this space, shaking all the trees and causing fallen leaves to fly.
Everyone was frightened and lowered their heads one by one, keeping silent for fear of being targeted by these seven seventh-generation undead.
They don't even dare to run away now, and no one dares to take any chance of escaping the pursuit of the undead.
"Since there is no more, Kunpengzi, let's go in and talk things over. All the geniuses who have been here for centuries can come in."
Hu Motian took the lead in entering the house of magic weapons that can shield perception, followed by Mantis Emperor and Blue Shark.
Four seventh-generation undead souls were left behind, shocking the creatures of the two major alliances.
Kun Pengzi walked in with a hint of determination in his eyes.
The foreigner and the last three deputy leaders looked at each other, and followed in with a hint of helplessness.
"I got the latest news. Haotian is the only descendant of Tongtian Soul Saint and inherited his divine weapon Xuantian Pan."
After everyone came in, Hu Motian said something incomprehensible.
"What does this mean?"
Kun Pengzi and others were confused.
Tiger Demon Tian said coldly:
"Two years ago in the Tianyuan world, the Soul Palace was opened. Chu Liuxiang, the successor of Tongtian Soul Saint, borrowed the dragon soul and Xuantian Pan to kill an emperor of our clan.
Soon after, Haotian came to the Demon Emperor Realm, and borrowed the Xuantian Pan and the Dragon Soul to subdue the Sun Spirit. "
"So Haotian is Chu Liuxiang? Are they the same person?"
Kun Pengzi instantly understood what the two had in common.
"You don't understand the horror of this."
Tiger Demon Tian's eyes were cold and he said slowly:
"The Soul Palace can only be entered by those who are fifteen years old and below, and it has only been more than two years since the Soul Palace opened in Tianyuan World time."
Kun Pengzi lost his voice and said: "You mean... Haotian is only seventeen or eighteen years old?"
When saying this.
His heart was trembling. This was too terrifying. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he could kill the King of Perfection, and he could kill the prince who had been a proud prince for hundreds of years.
If you say this, I'm afraid it will shock the entire Demon Emperor Realm!
