The ruins of the ancient city, three sides stand together, and the atmosphere is depressing.

However, with Zhuo Yunxian's existence, the demon clan and the demon gods could not fight.

"Meet the city lord!"

Millions of tribal warriors have soared into the sky. This is the first time they have stood in front of the demon god like this and have truly felt their existence.

The battlefield of the Demon God has changed from virtual to reality, which means that all living beings have become real.

Even if the trialists leave here, even if the battlefield of the demon god is closed again, they can continue to live like the continuation of life.

Rather than saying that tribal warriors fight for Zhuo Yunxian, they are more about hope and freedom.

Zhuo Yunxian stood there, his expression on his face did not change at all.

At this moment, both the demon kings and the twelve city lords looked extremely ugly because they felt a huge threat.

Take action?

They don’t think they can suppress Zhuo Yunxian, after all, the difference in strength is too big, and the number cannot be smeared.

war?

Millions of tribal warriors, carrying the powerful weapons of the Tiangong lineage, are not afraid of any challenges at all.

As for retreating?

They can't afford to lose face.

"Lord of Xihuang City, what do you want?"

Xiluo suppressed his anger and asked, but did not dare to act rashly.

Zhuo Yunxian said indifferently: "Six Demon Kings, Twelve City Lords, the battlefield of the Demon God is in chaos because of you, so let's end with you."

"Boy, what do you mean by that?"

"Arrogant! Rampant!"

"Hmph! Could it be that you still want to fight against the crowd!"

The six demon kings roared angrily, and even the twelve city lords frowned, not understanding what Zhuo Yunxian wanted to do.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Zhuo Yunxian's aura burst out, and the power of the twelve blood veins gradually merged. A huge ancient figure appeared behind him. Wei Wei stood between the sky and the earth, with endless desolate aura scattered all over his body.

"This...what is this!?"

"Dutian Demon God?

No! No, it’s definitely not the God of Heaven!”

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Everyone raised their heads, their faces full of incredible expressions.

On the side of the demon clan, the ferocious beasts crawled, and the demons around them lay on the ground, their bodies trembling. Even the six-killing demon king felt the terrifying pressure, and they were both shocked and frightened.

Only then did they realize that Zhuo Yunxian had not used his true strength at all.

The twelve city lords had already kneeled down on the ground, muttering words, as if praying for God's forgiveness.

Among myths and legends, above the twelve demon gods of Dutian, there is a more majestic god of creation, which can be said to be the father of Dutian demon god.

Although this is just a legend, the 12 City Lords believed it without doubt at this moment.

...

"boom!"

A loud bang shocked the earth.

Zhuo Yunxian used the power of the fusion bloodline to suppress all the six demon kings and the twelve city lords in one fell swoop.

In fact, the twelve city lords did not resist. The six demon kings wanted to resist, but unfortunately they could not defeat Zhuo Yunxian. They were all thrown into the Shenzhou Cauldron and sealed by the Qinglian Seal.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned on the spot.

They have thought about fierce battles and both sides suffered losses. Even if the six demon kings and the twelve city lords are defeated by Zhuo Yunxian, it is okay to escape?

Well, it turns out that they are thinking too much, and there is no problem that Zhuo Yunxian can't solve with one punch. If so, then two punches, three punches, four punches...

Suddenly, the ruins of the ancient city were terrifyingly quiet, especially the demon clan and the people in the ancient city, each of whom was filled with fear.

"Everyone, let's all part."

Zhuo Yunxian suddenly spoke, and everyone around him was stunned.

Fang Tianqi whispered: "Brother Zhuo, we have many people and great power, why don't we destroy them all?

Maybe you can get a lot of good things."

Zhang Huanxi also came over at this time, fearing that the world would not be in chaos: "Boss, basically all the warriors of the 360 ​​tribes have come. As long as you give your order, you can keep the entire battlefield of the Demon God."

"Peng!"

Zhuo Yunxian slammed Zhang Huanxi's head and glanced at him faintly.

After a pause, Zhuo Yunxian turned to the tribe and spoke slowly: "The era of the Demon God has long been the past. Whether it is the Demon race, the human race, or the descendants of the Demon God, they should start a new life... I teach you the skills of the Heavenly Gong lineage to help you light up the fire of civilization, and hope that you can all live well in this land."

"Now the battlefield of the demon god has turned into heaven and earth. This is your world, and the future of this world will be decided by you..."

After saying that, Zhuo Yunxian dissipated his pressure, and the demon clan and all forces retreated as if they were amnesty.

Before leaving, Xiluo glanced at Zhuo Yunxian deeply, and then left behind a woman, Xie Yun, who was captured by the demon clan.

At the same time, the warriors of the 360 ​​tribes knelt down one after another to thank Zhuo Yunxian for everything they did for them.

No one likes war, because no matter whether you win or lose, it will lead to death.

...

Outside the ancient star world, the heaven and the earth are isolated.

The intervention of the Hall of Reincarnation has caused the four sects and eight tribes and various star domain forces to be passive.

It has been seven days since now, and the Evil Alliance has almost broken half of the Flying Star City, and the city-mopping formation has long lost its effect.

However, there are many strong people in the city, and both sides suffered casualties, and they have been in a stalemate until now.

Qianqian was trapped in the Changsheng Station and was specifically imprisoned by the Hall of Reincarnation, for fear of any accident.

If you fight alone, no one dares to provoke Mo Kui. Even if Mo Kui is now imprisoned by the chains of reincarnation, Venerable Kui is also very cautious.

The one-eyed butcher, Shique Old Man, Wanpo Island Master, and the Red Demon True Lord, even started killing in Feixing City, causing countless casualties.

Blood is everywhere, and evil spirits are soaring into the sky.

...

"Ho huh!"

Shi Ling jumped up and down in the villa, roaring uneasy.

The little fur ball hid in the shallow shadow, blinking his big black eyes, confused and unaware of what fear is.

However, the evil god Mansa struggled extremely hard inside, hesitating whether to escape from this place or help the demon master resist foreign enemies.

Mansa just had this idea in her mind, and she was a little confused... My evil god is actually thinking about helping others!?

Isn't this funny?

Anyway, Mansa would never admit that he was thinking randomly.

...

“Buzz!”

Just as everyone was fighting fiercely, their feet suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Feixing City kept shaking, and everyone stopped, not understanding what was going on.

"Um!?"

"The ground is shaking!?"

"It should be the fluctuation in the surrounding space!"

"No! No! It's the ancient star world... to be more precise, the entire ancient god star is trembling."

"This...what is the case!?"

Everyone looked at each other, vigilantly around them.

However, the ground of the ancient star realm gradually cracked, and an extremely huge figure appeared in the cracks in the underground slowly stood up.

His head is bigger than that of Feixing City and his body is taller than that of a mountain.

Seeing this scene, many people were stunned.

...
Chapter completed!