Shinto Dantei

This voice seemed to have traveled through illusions and the long river of history. It contained a strong sense of solemnity in its indifference, and revealed an indescribable silence in its majesty. It resounded in the ears of Monk Mingxin.

At this moment, it was as if a lone wolf full of murderous intent had appeared in the desert, roaring in a low voice.

Monk Mingxin's attack speed stopped instantly.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Just from this sound, he could detect many things.

The one who came was very strong, perhaps unimaginably strong.

In just eight words, there is overwhelming demonic energy. This is a high-level demon king!

The six changes of life and death, or the seven changes, Monk Mingxin cannot say for sure.

In short, he sensed that the pressure was overwhelming and had completely surrounded him.

Ye Chen also felt this way.

Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

From the vast darkness, a clearly visible fiery red figure walked slowly. Every step he took on the void made a huge sound, like a giant hammer striking deeply in everyone's heart.

The eyes of the three people were filled with unimaginable shock.

Even the unruly ancient demon species lowered its proud head in the face of the dark night and the fiery red figure, fell to the ground, and panted heavily.

Finally, the fiery red figure walked out of the dark night.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

This is a tall and muscular demon clan. His appearance is no different from that of a human cultivator. There are two curved horns hidden in his red hair. There are flames burning above him. He looks fragile, but in fact he is even in the void. They couldn't bear the burning power and began to twist crazily.

The moment he walked out of the darkness, a monstrous evil energy bloomed from him, as vast as the ocean.

The three people's hearts trembled, and they realized something was wrong at the same time.

Why would a demon clan with such strength appear in a place like this?

If we just release the ancient demon species, it won't trigger existences of this level to appear, right?

This is a Demon King who has achieved the seven transformations of life and death!

"The three holy places of the demon clan, the holy son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

Monk Mingxin spoke slowly and word by word.

He held the magic pestle tightly with one hand and the Buddhist bead bracelet with the other hand, his eyes stubborn and angry.

"Ten Thousand Demons Sect, Holy Son?"

After Ye Chen heard this, his mind sank.

Like the four super sects, the three holy lands of the demon clan also have their own holy sons, whose status is equivalent to that of the young sect master.

In terms of status, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Demons Sect is equal to Monk Mingxin.

But in fact, since Monk Mingxin has not been practicing for a long time, his state cannot be compared with that of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

But, why is this Holy Son of Ten Thousand Demons Sect so arrogant?

Alone, he came to the territory governed by human cultivators with great fanfare and went wild.

Aren't you afraid that the four super sects will lock him in by deducing the secrets of heaven and send people to kill him?

An ordinary small-scale demon clan would not trigger the four super sects to take action.

The demon clan at the Saint Son level is different.

With such an identity, no matter which super sect, they are eager to come forward and kill him!

It's very simple. The young sect masters of the super sect of the human race also dare not go to the West with great fanfare. With their noble status and terrifying talents, once they come to visit, the demon clan will never let go of such a great opportunity!

"Let me introduce myself, I am the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

The red-haired demon youth grinned, and the monstrous aura around him became more and more intense, as if showing strength, "My name is Gusu Tutian, and my biggest hobby in life is to torture and kill you human cultivators."

The expressions of the three people suddenly became darker.

Gusu Tutian!

This name has left many records in human history books.

In the past few hundred years, there have been several small-scale battles between the demon clan and the human race's geniuses. The most famous one was fifty years ago near the West Land. The geniuses of both sides were equally powerful. I thought it would be a fierce battle. War, but the genius of the human race was completely defeated in the fighting, and could not even put up a decent resistance.

Participating in this battle were the young master of the Yin and Yang Sect, Su Jinnan, and the geniuses of several other super sects.

And the leader of the demon clan happens to be Gusu Tutian!

Since then, the four words "Gusu Tutian" have been recorded in major historical annals.

All the great scholars have commented on this. If this child is not eliminated, he will definitely become a super monster that will bring trouble to the world in the future!

In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.

Gusu Tutian once again set foot on the territory controlled by human cultivators, and in such an arrogant manner, as if he were dominating the world. It is no wonder that the psychological pressure of the three people suddenly increased.

What does he have to rely on?

Gusu Tutian glanced at the three of them, with a playful smile on his lips.

In his eyes, even Monk Mingxin couldn't attract much attention from him.

The gap between realm and strength meant that Monk Mingxin would never be his opponent.

As for Ye Chen, this super genius who has become famous throughout Zhongzhou in recent years, Gusu Tutian has naturally heard of.

"The three demon emperors before came to Beizhou to release the ancient demon species because they obeyed my orders. Although they are all weak, I don't care about their life or death, but after all, they are my dogs... Beating a dog depends on the owner. If you kill all my dogs, you have to pay some price, right?"

Gusu Tutian raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a wild and wanton smile.

At this moment, the pressure he brought was extremely huge.

It was like a towering mountain that stood in front of him, and he was filled with uncontrollable fear.

"Brother Ye, this guy is too strong. Even if we try our best, we can never be his opponent. I will use Buddhism to entangle him later. You take Jing Zhongyue and run first. I will help you delay time as much as possible."

Monk Mingxin sent a message to Ye Chen. He was very calm on the surface, without any waves.

"Are all you Buddhists so selfless?"

Ye Chen chuckled. Facing such an existence, the pressure was indeed great.

However, Ye Chen could not do such a thing as letting Monk Mingxin delay the other party and running away by himself.

"Sister, if you don't think of a way, I will really die."

He communicated with the mysterious woman in the cauldron with his consciousness.

However, he did not get any response.

"After three breaths, I will do my best. You take Jing Zhongyue and run away as soon as possible!"

Monk Mingxin sent a message again regardless of what Ye Chen thought.

And his eyes became more and more determined.

In his hands, the Buddhist beads and the pestle began to flash with golden light.

The golden light was very warm, shining brightly in the dark night, illuminating everything.

"How about this, I will give you a chance to commit suicide, so that I don't have to do it. You can also choose the way you like to die. Just think of it as the last dignity left for you by Gusu Tutian."

Gusu Tutian stood with his hands behind his back, smiling wantonly.