The sky is blue, and the sky is blue.
On the Demon Sect's battleship, a young demon cultivator clasped his fists respectfully in front of Situ Huan.
"Lord Mozi, ahead is Wuwei City. After passing this city, we will officially leave Zhongzhou."
"Um."
Situ Huan responded calmly, looking at the sleeping Zhao Ruyue beside him, clenching the blood bottle in his hand and putting it into the magic ring.
In order to keep him quiet, he knocked him unconscious and took some blood essence out to see if it could weaken the seal. Now it seems that there should be no problem.
If you want to break the seal, you will need to sacrifice a lot of blood from the descendants of Yanzu to completely remove the seal.
If Lord Demon Lord is born, what do those guys in other worlds mean?
I think back then, there were all kinds of great geniuses emerging one after another. Demon Lord and Yanzu could compete with each other. Their strength was so strong that their prestige swept across the world.
"boom!"
A loud noise came from the direction of a nearby battleship, pulling Situ Huan out of his thoughts.
What happened?
"Lord Qi Mozi, we were attacked by a large formation!"
A Demon Sect disciple came forward in a panic to report.
Situ Huan's face turned cold in vain, he came to the deck, released his consciousness, and looked around.
Only then did he realize that his location was surrounded by layers of flashing formation inscriptions.
At some point, he was ambushed.
The spirit gathering array was engraved in the formation, which contained a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and was then converted into terrifying energy. Several black beams of light were emitted from the dome, which bombarded the battleships, directly shattering many of the hulls, and some of the battleships fell.
"Bang!"
Another loud noise came from the void, and the battleship formation was blasted away. The mast made of the secret material of the ancient battleship in the Demon Palace was punched into pieces by a man with short hair and black armor wearing ancient patterns, and turned into pieces. It was broken into pieces and fell to the ground.
"Situ Huan, today is the day you die!"
As the murderous aura erupted, a strong wave of air made a "puff" sound and fell from the deck of the main cabin, and then Situ Huan rushed over.
Situ Huan rolled up his big sleeves and blew out a strong wind, sending the incoming air waves flying back.
"Who dares to go against the Heavenly Demon Palace?" Situ Huan frowned and said in a deep voice.
All the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace present showed cold expressions, obviously feeling quite puzzled by the sudden attack.
Who is so bold? There are a lot of elders and ancestors from the Heavenly Demon Palace gathered here. Who dares to provoke the Heavenly Demon Palace, which is ranked number one in the Demon Sect?
"Da da!"
Eight more figures appeared in the direction of the door. They walked into a row and walked in from the outside.
They are all old and have gray hair, but without exception, their auras are extremely simple and extraordinary, like old monsters who have lived for a long time.
The five senses of the monks present can detect that the cultivation of these few is probably very amazing, in the realm of transformation into gods.
Situ Huan looked at the leader, his eyes fixed on the short-haired man wearing black armor. He recognized this outfit.
"Gu Fan, it's you."
Situ Huan said solemnly.
Gu Fan was not guarding his home in Beizhou, but came here to ambush him?
Even a fool knows what's going on.
Gu Fan betrayed the Heavenly Demon Palace and wanted to kill him.
In addition to Gu Fan, there were also many demon sects who betrayed each other. These standing ancestors are the best proof.
As far as he knew, before the Demon Palace dominated the Demon Sect, the Demon Dao had been in a stalemate and was in a state of fragmentation, with no one convinced.
That's why the Immortal Sect monks were kept under pressure until the Demon Lord entered the Immortal World, and this situation was ended.
Now, they have all united to deal with the Demon Palace together?
For Situ Huan, this was still a bit unbelievable.
There were some controversial voices within the Demon Sect. He was aware of it and had plans to eliminate these dissatisfied voices.
He originally wanted to start the reckoning after the Lord Demon Lord was born, but unexpectedly, these guys took the opportunity.
These traitors are more anxious than themselves.
The Heavenly Demon Palace has completely gained control over the Beizhou Demon Sect.
"Gu Fan, do you think you can defeat all of us with just you?"
Situ Huan looked at the eight powerful demon sects who came out of seclusion one by one, and he understood clearly and guessed their identities.
They should be the guardian ancestors among the ten sects of the devil.
The status of the Patriarch Hushan is equivalent to that of the major palace masters of the Heavenly Demon Palace. They are all extremely powerful and will only show up when the Demon Sect encounters major danger.
"Without further ado."
Gu Fan stood up with an extremely cold expression. He had no intention of talking and just wanted to kill Situ Huan.
He didn't have much time, he had to resolve the battle quickly before the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace noticed.
"It's Gu Fan, the seventh devil from Luoxing Pavilion, one of the ten sects."
"He wants to silence him?"
"How dare he betray the Demon Palace and the Demon Lord!"
A series of exclamations sounded among the crowd in the Demon Palace.
Gu Fan's face remained calm, without any change, and he ordered:
"superior!"
Sure enough, from behind Gu Fan, the eight ancestors who transformed into gods and protected the mountain came out. Under Gu Ao's power, the black robes gradually floated up, giving off an irresistible aura.
Their eyes were quite calm.
Before taking action, everyone present was restrained.
"How could it be Gu Fan?"
"Why did they betray the Demon Lord?"
…
Although Gu Fan's name is not as loud as Situ Huan's, it is still like thunder. In front of him, many demon geniuses will pale into shame.
It is said that this person is the best candidate to compete for the No. 1 Demon Son.
A large number of male demon palace geniuses are extremely talented, and it would be impossible to make a choice without a lot of battles and actual combat comparisons.
"Stop them!"
Situ Huan also gave orders to the ancestors brought around.
For a moment, the needle pointed at the wheat awn.
A civil strife broke out in the Demon Sect.
Gu Fan was eyeing Situ Huan.
The two devils started a confrontation.
The surrounding Heavenly Demon Palace disciples and the demon cultivators brought by Gu Fan all gave way to a large space.
"Wow!"
Situ Huan flicked his hand, and a black spear appeared.
Holding the gun barrel in his hand, an extremely powerful black flowing cyclone suddenly burst out and enveloped the entire battleship.
In an instant, dragon roars came from inside the dragon-headed spear.
A phantom of a dragon that was more than ten feet long appeared, entwining the spear in the center.
The expressions of everyone on the deck changed, and they immediately released Gang Qi to resist the surging demonic energy.
Any monk who moved a step slower would have his body eroded by a layer of demonic energy, his eyes dull and motionless.
Gu Fan's body was covered with scorching demonic energy, and he said solemnly in his heart: "As expected of Situ Huan, what a powerful aura. It is said that Situ Huan's cultivation has entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm, and his progress is very fast. It seems now It’s indeed true.”
"His physique is extremely special. He is a natural demonic body. Even if he is facing the realm of transformation into gods, he is probably able to cross the realm and challenge his opponents."
"How can the person who can become the number one devil be an ordinary person?"
Of course, Gu Fan couldn't be a little bit contemptuous. He put his palm on the knife and stood still.
"Wow!"
Situ Huan's arm shook, and the gun head quickly rotated, forming a huge whirlpool and stabbing Gu Fan in the chest.
Gu Fan pulled out his magic sword and struck, and a bright black sword light that made it difficult to open his eyes collided with Situ Huan's spear.
"Ding!"
With a clear and crisp sound, two figures rose into the sky and quickly exchanged dozens of moves, turning into afterimages.
The fierce energy spread, making a popping sound, and the nearby ship wall made of secret steel was cracked by the strong wind.
"As expected, Situ Huan is Situ Huan, and his strength is indeed tyrannical."
After a hundred moves, Gu Fan found that he couldn't defeat the opponent and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"It seems that my preparation is as it should be."
"What are you waiting for? Take action!"
The sound transmission came out, and a young man in purple robe came across the space and landed between the two people.
"Um?"
The moment Situ Huan saw the purple-robed young man appearing, his pupils shrank and he quickly recognized him.
"Is it you, Old Demon Netherworld, that you have taken refuge in Gu Fan?"
"Aren't you afraid that the Demon Lord will deal with you?"
No matter how Situ Huan warned him, from the beginning to the end, Old Demon Netherworld remained calm and stood there, unmoved.
"Of course I'm afraid, but I hope to have a foothold in the Demon Sect."
A sneer appeared on the handsome face of the Nether Demon.
"Hmph! You are a man who thinks about everything day and night!"
Situ Huan snorted coldly and quickly fired out a spear.
Just as the spear was about to pierce the chest of the Nether Demon, a figure flashed out from the side of the Nether Demon.
The man reached forward and firmly grasped the spear thrust out by Situ Huan.
How fast was Situ Huan?
How powerful is the power that bursts out?
To be caught like this?
"How can it be?"
There was a gasp of air in the hall, and many people couldn't believe their eyes.
The person who grabbed the head of the gun was a tall, thin and handsome man, very fair, wearing an evil purple robe, with several cracks on his skin.
Since the Netherworld Old Demon found a substitute, he has gotten rid of his previous old appearance, but this evil charm is always there.
The phantom of the soul behind him was hundreds of meters tall, comparable to a giant ferocious beast, and its aura was terrifying.
"I heard that the Heavenly Demon Palace has always wanted to unlock the Demon Lord's seal and sneaked into the Immortal Gate many times just to obtain the ancestral artifact. Now that you are back, you must have gained something. If you hand over the ancestral artifact, maybe I can spare you a life. Name." The old devil Netherworld smiled sarcastically.
Not far away, Gu Fan narrowed his eyes and asked Chuanyin: "What do you mean? Situ Huan must die."
"Don't be anxious. Get the information about the ancestral weapon first, and then kill him later."
From the beginning to the end, the Nether Old Demon did it all for himself.
He must find a way to become an immortal, otherwise this body will soon wither.
"Want an ancestral weapon? Dream on!"
"Bang!"
Situ Huan immediately circulated his true energy, concentrated his palm power, and struck the tail of the gun shaft with one palm, causing the spear to thrust forward again.
"The Eighth Transformation of the Demon!"
A towering demonic shadow is about to rise.
At this time, the Nether Demon's eyes darkened, and strong demonic energy surged out of his body. He released his fingers from the spear, kicked off his feet, rushed forward quickly, and struck Situ Huan in the chest with his palm.
Before the spear pierced Old Demon Netherworld's eyebrows, Old Demon Netherworld's withered palm had already landed on Situ Huan's body.
"Boom!"
The demonic shadow immediately shattered, and Situ Huan's body flew out, hit the pillars of the battleship hall, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".
This time, the ribs and organs are probably broken.
The Netherworld Old Demon slowly walked up to Situ Huan, leaned down, glanced at his palm, and smiled faintly: "It's just a demon, but it's not worth mentioning in front of the God Transformation Realm."
The powerful men in the Heavenly Demon Palace, including the disciples and elders, were all frightened and stared at the Netherworld Old Demon. Many of them looked frightened.
Lord Mako has been defeated.
Gu Fan looked at these ancestors who were gradually losing ground. The ancestors of the Transformation Gods who had just fought against the ancestors of the Xianmen not long ago said calmly: "Stop resisting stubbornly. The Heavenly Demon Palace is unpopular. From today on, led by Luo Xing Pavilion, The demon sects jointly govern the ten demon sects."
The ancestors of Tianmo Palace have only experienced battles these days, and it is impossible to defeat the people they brought.
Many disciples of the Demon Palace have already laid down their weapons and surrendered, no longer resisting.
Those ancestors with weak breaths can only temporarily surrender.
Gu Fan nodded with satisfaction, then pulled over a disciple and asked, "Where is the ancestral artifact that you intercepted when you went to the Immortal Sect?"
"Qi Mozi did not obtain the ancestral weapon, but captured a girl." The demon cultivator said cautiously.
"girl?"
Gu Fan looked confused.
"Yes, I heard from Master Situ that this girl's blood can break the seal set by Yanzu."
"I see."
Hearing this, Gu Fan suddenly realized, and then asked quickly: "Where is that girl now?"
"Inside the cabin."
Gu Fan came to the cabin and saw the unconscious Zhao Ruyue.
"This woman has good qualifications and pure blood. She can't be Zhao Huai's son or daughter, right?"
Gu Fan guessed so.
The old devil Netherworld appeared next to him, his eyes faintly asked: "What do you plan to do with this child?"
"Bring it back to the Demon Gate first."
"Situ Huan has been sealed with the sea of qi and consciousness. Should he be killed directly?"
"direct."
Before Gu Fan finished speaking, there was another loud noise in the void, and the battleship shook, making him unsteady.
"what happened?"
he questioned.
"There's someone blocking the way ahead."
Under the guidance of the Master of Changsheng Temple, Zhao Huai determined the location of his daughter, visited all the major immortal sects, and finally came to Wuwei City with many ancestors.
Saw the existence of many battleships.
I am even more convinced that the people from the Demon Sect are here.
"Uh-huh!"
Figures appeared in the sky one after another. Zhao Huai stood in the middle, his eyes full of murderous intent, overlooking the battleship below, and six flying swords came out.
One of the fairy swords became extremely huge and was slashed down heavily.
One sword smashed the frigate array into pieces!
An elder from the Demon Sect looked ugly.
He never expected that just now Gu Fan led his men to attack Situ Huan, and now he would be attacked by the Immortal Sect again!
The question is, how did they confirm the position of the battleship?
You must know that only important people within the Demon Sect can know the retreat route.
"Who is coming?"
An ancestor of the Demon Sect looked unkind.
Zhao Huai said indifferently: "Go away and tell Situ Huan to come out!"
The ancestor of the Demon Sect turned pale when he heard this.
Zhao Huai's attitude undoubtedly angered him.
"Don't be so presumptuous!"
The ancestor of the Demon Sect scolded, and the soul escaped, turned into a big hand in the void, and swatted at him.
At this time, a young scribe stood up from behind Zhao Huai, waved a recorder gently, and the invisible sound wave turned into a spear, directly piercing the big hand.
The ancestor of the Demon Sect looked solemn. The opponent had brought many strong men. This battle was not that simple.
"It's down there."
Zhao Huai had already sensed Zhao Ruyue's aura and was sure that she was inside the battleship. He said with a cold expression:
"Situ Huan! Get out!"
The voice carried a sharp sword energy, with amazing spiritual power that could pierce the sea of consciousness, making many demon cultivators turn pale and retreat.
"It's a pity that Situ Huan has fallen. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him."
At this time, a playful voice sounded from mid-air.
"Who are you?"
Zhao Huai saw an unfamiliar face, a short-haired man in black armor, with war marks on his arms and neck, and his brows furrowed.
"Liao Xing Pavilion, Gu Fan."
"So, you and Situ Huan are in the same group."
"No, no, no." Gu Fan shook his head repeatedly and said calmly: "How could I be in the same group with him? I just can't stand his style. Now I am the number one in the Demon Sect, who does he mean? .”
"This is Gu Fan, the seventh demon son of the Demon Sect. His strength is second only to Situ Huan, and he is also a well-known figure in the Demon Clan." The Immortal Sect disciple on the side reminded.
"No matter who it is, if you stand in my way, you will die!"
Zhao Huai announced coldly.
"boom!"
He swung his sword and released an extremely powerful sword that shook the entire 100-meter battleship.
Feeling Zhao Huai's murderous intent and coercion, all the demonic monks felt their hearts tremble, and some of the weaker foundation-building monks collapsed directly to the ground.
"die!"
Zhao Huai disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye, and all six swords came out to kill Gu Fan.
