Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Demon Court!

Thirty-third heaven!

Di Jun Taiyi sat on the throne of the Demon Emperor, wearing a golden Taoist robe, shining brightly and looking extremely majestic.

The two men's eyes were as sharp as torches, and their brilliance was captivating.

There are ten great demon saints standing below, with overwhelming pressure and extremely extraordinary.

Not bad!

It is none other than the Ten Demon Saints.

In the past, Gu Changqing used his extraordinary means to kill ten great demon saints one after another, leaving only six of them.

But now, in the Demon Court, four top-level powerful giants of the quasi-saint level have been selected again to fill the positions of the Ten Demon Saints.

Outside the vast thirty-three heavens, there are billions of demons lying around, endless and vast like smoke waves.

After endless years of recuperation, the demon race has finally recovered and regained its former peak state.

This scene alone is spectacular enough to make countless monks tremble with fear and shudder.

Dijun Taiyi glanced around and smiled.

"OK!"

"My demon race is still prosperous."

Di Jun opened his mouth, laughed heartily, and said so.

Obviously, he was quite satisfied with the current situation of the demon clan.

On the side, Taiyi also said coldly:

"Humph, that Gu Changqing has weakened the strength of our demon clan several times in the past."

"How could he have expected that I, Yao Ting, am the emperor of the demon race, and have conquered all the races in the world."

"He alone cannot weaken the status and authority of our demon race."

As he spoke, Taiyi showed a proud look.

The demon race is endless, and this is their greatest confidence.

You know, the so-called demon race is not a single race.

Between heaven and earth, all creatures that are born from eggs in moisture and have scales and armor can be considered as demons.

Now, under the support of the Heavenly Dao and the prestige of the demon clan, almost all the demon clans have surrendered to Emperor Jun Taiyi.

With such momentum, how could Taiyi not feel proud?

After a pause, he turned to look at Bai Ze, one of the ten demon saints.

"Bai Ze, I told you to refine the Star Banner in the past."

"How is it now?"

Hearing Taiyi's question, the Ten Demon Saints smiled.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Right now, the 365 Great Zhoutian Star Banners and 14,800 Small Zhoutian Star Banners have all been refined."

"Among my demon race, we can set up the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation at any time."

Bai Ze responded like this.

Hearing this, Di Jun Taiyi nodded with satisfaction.

The Star Banner was refined, and the strength of the demon clan undoubtedly rose to a new level.

As soon as he finished speaking, another figure beside Bai Ze spoke.

"Haha, not only has it been refined."

"Now, my demon clan has enough strong men."

"All three hundred and sixty-five Great Zhoutian Star Banners can be handed over to the Daluo Golden Immortals to wield."

"The rest of the Small Zhoutian Star Banners are also mostly owned by Taiyi Golden Immortals."

This person's name is Bingyi, and he is one of the ten newly promoted demon saints.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar and shock in the demon court again.

This is undoubtedly great news!

You know, the strength of the formation is closely related to the strength of the person who sets up the formation.

As Bingyi said, there were as many as 365 Daluo Golden Immortals.

There are more than ten thousand powerful ones like Taiyi Golden Immortal.

In this way, once the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array is launched, how terrifying will its power be?

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a world-shaking event.

"Haha, this time, we will definitely be able to flatten Mount Buzhou and destroy those barbaric people of the Wu clan."

Lu Wu said with a big laugh, as if he was confident of what he had done.

Like Bingyi, he is also one of the ten demon saints who came later.

However, after hearing this, Di Jun Taiyi did not express his opinion immediately.

On the contrary, after a moment's silence, Di Jun finally spoke:

"Haha, there's no need to rush."

"After the Zhou Tian Xing Dou, this emperor felt something again."

"That River Map and Luo Shu seems to contain another peerless formation."

"When it is deduced, the opportunity for the catastrophe will come."

"By then, it won't be too late to conquer the Wu Clan, and we can be sure of no mistakes."

Hearing this, everyone was even more surprised.

what?

In addition to the Zhoutian constellations, can Di Jun deduce another peerless formation?

In this case, doesn't it seem possible for the demon race to master both formations?

Dealing with the witch clan will be much more effective.

In addition, everyone can also sense it.

After several setbacks in the past, Di Jun had obviously become more cautious and was no longer as arrogant and rebellious as before.

It seems that he has been traumatized by the beating from Gu Changqing.

When they thought of this, everyone couldn't help but feel complicated and had strange expressions.

In the end, they just looked at each other and fell into silence.

......

Let’s talk about the outside world.

The vast ancient world seems peaceful and calm.

However, the expressions of some ancient powerful giants became increasingly solemn and dignified.

Nothing more needs to be said.

At this moment in the world, the cold and gloomy aura of disaster had already covered the sky and the sun, and was endless.

Every day, everyone feels a little terrified and their scalps feel like they are exploding.

One can imagine what kind of storms and waves are hidden beneath this calmness.

Once it breaks out, the entire world will fall into chaos.

This day, outside the Chaos Realm.

The door of Zixiao Palace opened again.

Afterwards, the Six Saints gradually appeared outside the Zixiao Palace.

Obviously, this secret talk among the saints of Xuanmen has finally come to an end.

At this time, the six saints had different expressions on their faces.

Laozi Yuanshi has a deep mind and a calm expression on his face, making it impossible to tell what he is thinking.

But it is conceivable that these two people would not be as indifferent and undemanding as they appear to be.

They looked at each other, both of them had sinister looks in their eyes.

On the side, Jie Yin Zhunti had a look of deep thought on his face, obviously thinking about how to gain enough benefits in this catastrophe and give back to the Western religion.

After all, after this secret mission by the saints, the Western Church now truly has the qualifications to interfere in the affairs of the Eastern world.

Daozu Hongjun agreed and no one could say anything.

The most indifferent ones were naturally Tongtian and Nuwa.

The two of them had no intention of intervening in this war between wizards and demons.

Even though Hongjun said it, there is merit and fortune to be gained from it.

But Tongtian Nuwa was still uninterested and did not want to be involved in the terrible cause and effect.

The saints did not say much. They dispersed with their own thoughts and returned to their own temples.

However, when Tongtian returned to Jinao Island.

He immediately sent a message through the avenue, summoning Gu Changqing to meet him at Biyou Palace.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of Gu Changqing, and only Duobao came with a strange look on his face.

"Master, Junior Brother Changqing...is not in the sect now."

Duobao said this hesitantly.

Hearing this, Tongtian was stunned and looked puzzled.

"Oh? Disciple Changqing is not in the sect. Where did he go?"

He asked subconsciously.

After hearing this, Duobao's expression became even weirder.

"This... the great wizard Xingtian of the wizard tribe came here before."

"Junior Brother Changqing then went to...the underworld."

Hearing this, Tongtian was immediately furious.