The villain should be invincible Zhou Qiong Liansheng

The awkward atmosphere instantly spread to a radius of 10,000+ miles.

Countless strong men in the void put away the shadow beads with regretful expressions, and some even hurriedly lifted up the pants they had just taken off.

"Go to hell!"

A demon sect disciple cut the beautiful woman who was still trying to play the flute into ashes with a single blow.

Following the death of the beautiful woman, the entire battlefield quickly started fighting again, and screams rang out again.

In less than half an hour, the entire Jiuqu Valley became completely quiet, and there was not a single Jiuqu clan member standing.

20 demonic soldiers stood in the sky, and the blood-evil energy boiled down from their bodies, dyeing the sky blood red.

"General Manager, all the Jiuqu tribe members have been killed." The Demon Tiger King stood in front of the Demon Cult army and bowed to Liansheng and said.

Liansheng nodded, then looked into the void and said coldly:

"Our demon sect wants to unify the north of Yangzhou. Anyone who dares to resist will suffer this fate. I hope you will take care of yourself."

After Liansheng finished speaking, he waved his hand and flew to the next force with 20 demon soldiers. However, his brows furrowed and he murmured:

"Ghost Palace, no matter what force you are from, if you dare to offend the Demon Sect, then there is no need to exist."

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At this time, in Luojia Mountain, hundreds of millions of miles away from Xingyue Valley, countless Jiuqu tribesmen were resting in place.

There was a big man standing in the sky, holding a message jade talisman in his hand. He had a worried expression on his face and kept mumbling something.

"Third Elder, will the patriarch and the others be okay?" a Jiuqu clan member next to the big man asked worriedly.

"No, the patriarch and the others have made complete preparations, and they will definitely succeed." The big man said firmly, but his constantly fluctuating eyes revealed his lack of confidence.

"What time is it?" the big man asked in a deep voice.

"It's past Chen hour!" the Jiuqu Clan disciple quickly replied.

Is it time?

A trace of shock flashed in the big man's eyes. According to the original plan, the patriarch and the others should have sent him a message at this time, but now they have not.

Did something happen?

The big man quickly shook his head, then looked at the Jiuqu tribe below and said loudly:

"Rest for another hour, and then we'll leave!"

"Yes!"

The Jiuqu clan members replied one after another, with worries in their eyes. At this time, they probably knew what the heads of their families were going to do.

Time passed by minute by minute, and an hour passed before I knew it.

A trace of sadness flashed in the big man's eyes. Although he couldn't believe it, it was obvious that the clan leader's plan had probably failed.

"Come on, let's hit the road!" the big man shouted!

Countless Jiuqu tribe members stood up one after another, planning to move again.

At this moment, a sneer came from the horizon:

"Are you very self-aware? It's time for you to hit the road. Your people are waiting for you in hell!"

In the fearful eyes of all the Jiuqu tribesmen, a man wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan appeared in front of them.

As the man appeared, 20 terrifying demonic soldiers appeared from all directions, quickly surrounding the entire Jiuqu ethnic group, and a bloody and murderous aura filled the entire Luojia Mountain.

The big man looked at the man who suddenly appeared, with a hint of shock in his eyes. He knew the man. Since the rise of the Demon Cult, portraits of basically all the high-ranking officials have been leaked.

And the opponent is the leader of the twelve demon kings of the demon sect: Demon Mouse King Chen Shu.

Bang!

I saw Chen Shu in the sky, throwing a corpse from his hand and hitting the big man directly in front.

"Clan leader." A Jiuqu clan member looked at the corpse and shouted sadly.

Other tribesmen also reacted and quickly ran to the body, shouting with sad faces.

The big man in the sky also glanced sadly at Qu Yang's body on the ground, but he couldn't care less about his sadness at this time. The clan leader was dead. The demon sect's army was obviously here to kill them. As the only high-ranking person alive, he had to take it with him. The Jiuqu tribe will survive.

At least, the Jiuqu tribe cannot be allowed to be exterminated!

"Kill them with all your strength. Every one who survives will be killed. Our Jiuqu tribe cannot be exterminated." The big man roared and rushed towards Chen Shu.

"Kill, leave no one behind!"

Chen Shu said coldly, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, thousands of wind blades instantly formed a terrifying whirlpool and attacked the big man.

Several other major demon kings also led 20 demon soldiers to kill the Jiuqu tribe.

The terrifying sound of fighting sounded again!

After half a column of incense!

With a clicking sound, the big man's neck was pinched directly by Chen Shu.

After half an hour!

The shouts of killing on Luojia Mountain gradually disappeared, which meant that from this moment on, the Jiuqu tribe was officially exterminated!

An ethnic group has completely disappeared from the land of Yangzhou. This is the cruelty of the cultivation world. For the entire boundless territory of the Eastern Region, ethnic groups are exterminated and new ethnic groups are born every day...

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In the gap between the Eastern Region!

There is this desolate world, in which countless ferocious beasts are roaring and killing each other. The world is very desolate, and there seems to be no other intelligent life except the ferocious beasts.

However, if there are strong people here, you can find that the spiritual energy here is much higher than that in the East Region, and even the power of law is stronger!

There is a huge palace under the ground in this world. There are two figures sitting opposite each other in the palace, each of them is magnificent!

One figure is wearing a black robe, with demonic flames surging into the sky, and another figure is wearing a white robe, with majestic immortal energy!

The cultivation level is impressively all at the Venerable level, and even the figure in white robe has reached the peak of the Venerable level!

"Brother Zhang, why did you call me here? There are still a hundred years before the new round of selection. Could it be that another big shot has arrived in the Central Region?" The man covered in magic flames said coldly.

Big man?

There was a flash of thought in the eyes of the man in white robe, as if he was thinking of more than ten years ago, when a big figure from the Buddhist sect suddenly arrived in the Central Territory, which frightened the two of them.

And that big shot came to take away a little monk from the Eastern Region.

And the little monk's cultivation level was only at the peak of Daluo, but he actually caused the arrival of powerful men from the fifth realm of the Emperor. It was said that the little monk was not even a creature from the Eastern Region, but had ascended from some continent.

What was it called? Yes, it was called Yu! (Foreshadowing of Chapter No. 17!)

Shaking his head, the white-robed figure dispersed the thoughts in his mind and said in a deep voice:

"It's not that a big shot is coming. How can such a person just come randomly? It's just that something bigger has happened."

"A bigger thing?" The man in black robe asked in surprise, his tone full of shock, because it was hard for him to believe that there was something bigger than the arrival of the Emperor.

"There is an emperor in the Central Region who has fallen into the imperial realm!" the man in white robe said leisurely.

Bang!

"What?" The man in black robe stood up directly, his momentum bursting out, his eyes full of shock.