Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2567 Chapter 2567 Rakshasa Demon World War II
This time, it was still the scene of annihilation.

Disappointed by the arrogant and exposed descendants of the evil emperor who died at the fastest speed, this unexpected battle filled the slightly empty hearts of everyone.

Luo Zheng's name, even a visitor from the upper realm, has heard of it a little.

Even if they don't hear it, the bloody river running across the sky at this moment is enough to show that this kind of person is worthy of their attention.

The entire battlefield seemed to have become a place where Luo Zheng wantonly sprayed his essence and blood.

The soaring aura of essence and blood aroused the illusory river of blood, and the killings that did not belong to this world were like urging notes, falling from the sky, composing a song of death for the opponent.

From the eyes of the visitors from the upper realm, this scene is like a miniature version of the Raksha prince from the upper realm fighting.

If we ignore the difference between the upper and lower realms and their endurance...

"If this Rakshasa ascends to the upper realm, even if he is not a prince, he will be almost as good as he is!"

"Hmph, no wonder you dare to claim invincibility in the foreign battlefield..."

"Fortunately, the lower bounds have limited his strength, and the Blood Ancestor River is a bit dark... It seems that he still has an unhealed illness?"

"Oh, could it be that he really has the ambition to win the demon?"

"If he succeeds, I'm afraid the upper world will be alarmed. After all, Raksha Prison is oppressed by the demons..."

……

However, there are still a small number of visitors from the upper realm, even though they are also watching the battle, what they think in their hearts is not the battle.

But before the battle.

"You killed him?"

The concubine looked at Mo Tuo in front of her, and murmured the resentful words of the kind of demon.

Afterwards, she saw that Motuo also had a dumbfounded expression, and she tried to learn from Motuo the reason why the demon said this, and then disappeared.

In terms of understanding of the species of demons, the concubine is far superior to any demon in the lower realm.

Even she herself is a more advanced kind of demon.

So she was very sure that, from the nature of the peculiar small group of demons in the demon race, there was absolutely no reason for the demons in the lower realm to say such things.

But if you say it, there must be a reason.

And judging from Motuo's discovery, the demon lieutenant who was in charge of commanding the front line in the battle of demons from the lower realms also didn't know the reason.

"Tell me about this demon."

Finally, the concubine's interest fell on the kind of demon for the first time.

Demon Slaying Hall.

"So..." Bing Yan pointed to the battlefield in the distance, looked at Zhong Lao and asked, "What's going on with the descendant of the evil emperor and the demon?"

What made him ask this question was naturally the stunned resentment that the kind of demon said.

Of course, it was impossible for him to be superficial enough to think that the seed demon and the descendant of the evil emperor had a bloody relationship of loving and wanting to kill each other. The reason why the seed demon said such words was naturally that the seed demon did not want the descendant of the evil emperor to die.

But why not?
Zhong Lao felt a little dizzy.

But after all, he was the number one person in charge of Fengya, and a person appeared in his mind instantly.

"My lord, my subordinates are not clear about this matter, but there is one person in Fengya who may know..."

"Who?"

"Contemporary Second Heavenly Court Son of Heaven, Mi."

"Where are the people?"

"people at……"

……

Soon, the slightly golden military talisman in the arms of Mi Tianzi was boiling hot in the gradual light, making the sound of scorching skin and flesh.

But it was as if it wasn't his own flesh that was being burned.

With a strange smile on his lips, the emperor's pace did not change at all.

It seems that nothing is more important than the path he is walking at this moment.

Even if it was an old order that gave him the chance to change his life against the sky.

Bing Yan waved his hand to stop the elder Zhong who was angry because his subordinates did not obey orders. His eyes paused for a moment on Mi Tianzi who was walking alone towards the battlefield, and then he jumped back to the battlefield.

The reason why he asked a question was because he seemed to know Xie Tian before, but after searching carefully, there was no clue.

Therefore, seeing the kind of demon uttering such resentful words, he thought that the kind of demon knew a little more about the descendants of the evil emperor that he didn't know.

He wants to gain this understanding so he can add a keyword or two to his search.

"Don't worry, after catching the demon, I can figure it out..."

Seems to have sensed the subtle changes in Yuyun beside him, Bingyan's covetousness towards the demon has not changed, but he is no longer eager for success in his actions.

At this time, for the first time, under the attention of many creatures, the seed demon showed its combat power.

The battle of the demons was calm and calm, and there were almost no visions, even though there were no visions.

In this wonderland where Luo Zheng summoned the Blood Ancestor River and used the ancient scriptures of the Blood Universe as his pen, and his own blood as the inkstone to compose a song of death, the battle between the demons was just like his appearance, unremarkable.

It can even be said to be like a mortal.

This is completely different from the previous scene of killing Xie Tian.

But seeing the creatures in this battle, except for the blood buried in the sea in the distance, they also feel normal.

In the foreign battlefield, there has never been a demon that was defeated by a person, a demon or a Rakshasa, and then captured.

Leaving aside the competition between the three major forces for the seed demon, there is no creature that can compete with the seed demon equally in battle.

It may be an exaggeration to say that they are evenly divided...

To be precise, it is impossible to compete.

But now, even if Luo Zheng used all his strength, even forgetting the fear bestowed by the ancient demons, he was able to unleash his unmatched fighting spirit, thus constructing a magnificent killing scene and composing a killing song for souls. ...

This kind of demon is like a mortal, walking around comfortably amidst the killing scenes and killing sounds.

It's just one step for mortals, two feet at most.

With one step, he ignored the space, but without the twist and fantasy of a human monk's teleportation, he simply appeared where he wanted to appear...

Then he punched, kicked, and hit the void.

It seemed to be a random attack for no reason, but every attack he made was a powerful counterattack against himself.

It seems that his attack fell on the level that the living beings cannot see, as if he hit the silk thread that the puppets control the puppet-the audience can't see his attack, but they can see it. The attack was affected by Luo Zheng's attack.

This is what is presented in the battle of demons, not a vision of a vision.

Most of the creatures can't understand the battle of the demon.

But visitors from the upper realm understand it all.

Not only do they understand, but they also understand that the outcome of such a battle is already doomed.

It seems that because of this kind of thought, the battle that they had more or less excited before has become dull at this moment.

They couldn't help but start thinking about what would happen after the battle.

After the end, it is natural to compete for the seed.

Even the concubine, who was not interested in the seeding demon before, has a little interest at the moment, although it is not too strong, but wants to capture this lower world seeding demon to study it.

Yuyun Bingyan and others thought more.

However at this time...

Bang!
All living beings thinking about major events inadvertently looked at the battlefield without the slightest bright spot...

(End of this chapter)