Black mist appeared in the sky. Li Guanhai, wearing a black robe, walked out of the black mist. A deep voice sounded from under his hood: "He is indeed one of the top cultivators in the upper world. There are so many mysterious gods hidden in his ancestral land."

Zheng Lou and the white-haired man looked at each other with extremely cautious expressions.

What kind of status would a person who can allow the two great demons, King Zizi and King Shiguo, to call their lord, have in the demon clan?

The strange thing is that there is no aura emanating from his body, so it is difficult to judge what level his realm has reached.

But according to the speculations of Zheng Lou and the white-haired man, since this man in black robe can make two great demons in the divine realm be so respectful, his cultivation level must be not low, at least he is a demon in the divine realm!

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but have another idea in their minds.

Two versus two is difficult, but now that there is one more person on the other side, the situation is even worse. We must find another mysterious god to help us.

Li Guanhai had just ordered to kill all the disciples of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court without leaving a single one alive. At this moment, the demons were chasing a large group of panicked disciples of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court, killing them like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and no one could stop them.

These demons are all in the holy realm. How can these disciples compete with them?

All the disciples were defeated in an instant and fled in all directions, but they could not avoid death in the end.

Listening to the wails coming from all directions, Zheng Lou and the white-haired man turned pale and furious.

Although the current cultivation level of these disciples is not high, they are all outstanding talents who have been carefully selected and are very likely to become the backbone of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court in the future.

The sect had spent so much effort cultivating it, but now it was like cutting grass and died in the hands of the demons. How could they not be angry and sad?

Zheng Lou couldn't hold it in any longer and was about to go to rescue him. King Zi Zi Tian saw through his intention earlier and blocked his way. He said with a smile: "Where to go, your opponent is me."

"Get away!"

Zheng Lou was anxious and angry. He shouted violently and started fighting with King Zi Zi.

The white-haired man and King Dhritahara looked at each other from a distance. The two of them seemed to have a clear understanding of each other, and they took action at the same time!

As the four powerful Mysterious Gods fought, one could imagine how terrifying the power that erupted was. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The earth was completely unable to withstand such huge pressure, and bottomless ravines opened up.

The white-haired man and Zheng Lou were fighting while watching Li Guanhai's every move, fearing that he would come to help.

But Li Guanhai didn't seem to have this idea at all. He just stood and watched from a distance, as if he had no intention of taking action.

At this time, the Barbarian Bull Demon Saint came out of the air with several demon heads.

Li Guanhai looked at him and saw a look of shame on his face. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Has someone escaped from the Yuanshi Ancestral Court?"

The Barbarian Bull Demon Saint shook his head hastily, "No, the formation is as solid as a mountain, and no one can escape."

The big stone hanging in Li Guanhai's heart finally fell, and then he asked: "Then what happened?"

The Barbarian Bull Demon Saint scratched his head and said: "Ashamed, the Lord ordered us to kill all the disciples of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court. However, those elders did not panic in the face of danger. They concentrated all their remaining strength on Yingtai Peak and launched a thousand-man formation. , we can't break it no matter what, so..."

Li Guanhai continued: "That's why you came to ask me to take action, right?"

The Manniu Demon Saint nodded and said: "Hehe, yes, I am ashamed."

"Lead the way." Li Guanhai smiled and followed the demons to Yingtai Peak.

At this moment, the Yingtaifeng formation is in operation. Thousands of disciples are hiding in the formation, looking either fearful or resolute. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the evil demons outside the formation, even though they know they can't attack. , but still frightened.

The sanity of many disciples is hovering on the verge of collapse. They are all the lucky ones who survived the devil's pursuit. They have been frightened to death as they watched their companions around them die one by one.

Although these people are the elites of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court, they have never seen how cruel real killing is. Seeing it suddenly today caused a huge impact on their hearts, and they could not recover for a while.

At the front of the crowd, Yunze was surrounded by a large group of panic-looking disciples, and several elders with advanced cultivation standing by, which made the Lord the Holy Son feel a little calmer.

Among the several elders, two have reached the level of Xuanxian, and the rest are all Xuansheng.

A disciple with sly eyebrows crowded around Yunze and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Holy Son, what should I do now? How long can this formation last? Will the demons force their way in?"

Yunze frowned, slapped the opponent directly, and said angrily: "Why are you panicking? Don't shake the morale of the army here. This formation is extremely powerful. I'm sure the demons will not be able to break it!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Shengzi said, junior brother is confused." The disciple who was beaten covered his face and kept admitting his mistake, but he cursed Yunze a thousand times in his heart.

Yunze snorted coldly and looked not far away, where there was a stunning woman surrounded by a large group of female disciples.

This woman has a graceful figure, wearing a black skirt, with a slender waist and plump breasts.

She wore a black gauze on her face, and although her appearance could not be clearly seen, it could be judged from the exposed delicate chin and a pair of narrow beautiful eyes that she must be a stunning beauty.

Moreover, her status in the Yuanshi Ancestral Court is not low, otherwise she would not be surrounded by so many female disciples.

This woman's name is Yin Bingyan, one of the direct disciples of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court, and the second candidate to compete for the position of the Holy Son.

In terms of talent, she is far better than Yunze, but she can't beat the will of the sect's high-ranking officials. In the end, she failed in the competition and was taken away by Yunze as the Holy Son.

Rather than saying that he was taken away by him, it is better to say that the Yun family pushed him to the position. There is no other reason, just because his surname is Yun. Pushing him to the position of the Holy Son will allow the Yun family to control more power.

To put it bluntly, this is a game between the sect's high-ranking officials. Pang Zhuohai wanted to push Yin Bingyan to the position, but the Yun family was too powerful and eventually failed.

When Yunze was not the Holy Son, he coveted Yin Bingyan's beauty, but he was not as talented as her, so what could he pursue?

Later, when he ascended to the position of the Holy Son, Yunze suddenly felt a little flattered and felt that his current status was different from before, and he was fully qualified to pursue Yin Bingyan.

But this woman was very arrogant and cold, and never treated him well, which made Yunze angry and annoyed. He secretly called her a bitch, but they were all from the same sect, and Yin Bingyan had a high status in the Yuanshi Ancestor Court. He only cursed her secretly and did not dare to do anything.

However, now that the sect was in chaos, eight out of ten people on Yingtai Peak were on his side, and even the elders supported the Yun family.

Yin Bingyan's master and uncles were not here, and such a good opportunity was hard to find in the ages.

Although he knew that it was wrong to think about these things now, Yunze still couldn't help it. He didn't know when this formation would be broken, and he was afraid that he would die at that time.

Why not have a good time before dying?

As the saying goes, dying under the peony flowers, being a ghost is also romantic.

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