Chapter 1165 Demon Lord

Chapter 1165 Demon Lord

There were exactly 1000 people left by Suowo's side.

But now that he was in danger, Suowo asked for a thousand clansmen to survive.

It looked like he had planned it.

However, facing the countless demons in front of them, everyone just felt embarrassed.

The demons are so numerous and powerful that even Nalan Yu and other monks in the Mahayana period find it difficult to deal with them. However, the more than a thousand Nether tribe brought by Suowo have already suffered heavy casualties.

"Hurry up and decide, if the casualties are too heavy, our operation will fail this time."

Sovo urged loudly.

"Okay! But in what form you survived, we need to decide."

Bei Mingye immediately agreed.

When more than a hundred top monks heard that Bei Mingye had agreed, they did not object, but felt relieved.

In fact, in the face of the ferocious demon, everyone wanted to agree to Suowo.

However, no one wants to bear the consequences.

After all, the Nether Race is a sworn enemy!After the human race suffered such aggression from the Nether race, as long as they are kept alive, they are sorry for all races.

But now, Bei Mingye stepped forward to take on this responsibility.

"Prince Zhenyuan, I support you!"

Long Jue expressed his attitude uncharacteristically.

As the empire that suffered the most from the Nether Race on the mainland, Long Jue's hatred for the Nether Race must be the deepest.

However, in today's face-to-face meeting, he is willing to express his attitude, which shows that he is a human being.

Demons are even more formidable opponents than Nethers.

Therefore, everyone agreed to temporarily unite with the Nether clan to fight against the demons.

Only after the victory, 1000 people of the Nether Race have a chance to survive.

At that time, the mainland forces will take care of it together, and it will also ensure that these Nether tribes will not make trouble.

"Let's gather together and rush over with our magic weapon!"

Seeing that Bei Mingye agreed, Suowo finally took out his trump card.

It was a divine weapon similar to a shield, a treasure belonging to the Nether clan, and it was naturally huge in size.

The shield instantly erupted with power comparable to divine fire.

And the divine fire filled the air for a hundred meters, so Suowo led a few warriors and rushed all the way, pushing the shield.

However, the demons standing in front of the shield were shattered into powder and ashes under the double blow of divine fire and shield strike.

Those who followed quickly approached the palace.

"The Peerless Supreme Treasure, I'm afraid it will be scrapped this time!"

It is a pity that You Da Neng recognized the power of this divine weapon.

The Nether clan has existed for tens of millions of years, so they naturally have their own treasures.

In the battle against the Nether Race, the human race has also seen many treasures, but the one in front of them is obviously more powerful.

It was also because Bei Mingye agreed to the condition of leaving a thousand Nether people behind, that Suowo took out this magical weapon, and led them to the ice and snow palace at the expense of destruction.

"Why doesn't the devil approach the palace?"

After Suowo rushed to the front of the palace with everyone, the demons did not approach, but surrounded the palace and the intruders.

Instead, the ice sculptures stationed around the palace moved.

"The strength of these ice sculptures has reached the Mahayana stage, everyone be careful!"

Sovo shouted loudly to remind everyone.

That is, the moment they set foot on the palace, more than a dozen ice sculptures attacked at the same time.

The Nether warriors who followed Suowo were relatively weak, so under the attack of the ice sculpture, they suffered casualties instantly.

The icy breath all over the sky emitted when the ice sculpture attacked, covering the entire palace.

Hundreds of top monks and hundreds of Nether warriors were all shrouded in the frosty atmosphere.

The bitter murderous intent and pressure made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Fortunately, the accompanying Shenlong breathed out the dragon flames, and in cooperation with Qin Wuge's Nine Heavens Profound Fire, the icy breath was dispelled.

These ice sculpture guards were subdued at the cost of several top monk casualties.

The palace door opened after the ice sculpture crumbled.

Bitter cold air gushed out from the door, and when the cold air came in front of everyone, it almost sealed up everyone's spiritual power.

"People who don't have spiritual fire can't enter, those who can use spiritual fire follow me!"

Sovo appears to be very experienced.

As a Nether tribe, Sowo's spirit fire is a black and red flame.

Among the hundreds of powerful people who accompanied them, half of them had their own spiritual fire.

Therefore, after leaving half of the people guarding outside the palace, dozens of people went deep into the hall.

There are no lights in the hall, but because of the ice and snow in the inner hall and the refraction of the light source, the light in it is bright.

There are countless statues displayed on both sides of the hall. After everyone saw the statues clearly, they found that they were sculptures of real people frozen in ice.

All kinds of human races are lifelike, including the god-blood race, god-winged race, orc race that once lived in the emperor's forest, and there are also Nether race warriors.

Not only that, at the end of the hall, everyone also saw a dragon.

Although it is small in size, it is a divine dragon.

The black and golden dragon still kept roaring, but it was frozen into a sculpture.

"It's been a long time since I saw a fresh human race."

A sigh came from behind the Frozen Dragon.

There stood a huge throne.

There was no one on the throne, but the voice did come from the throne.

And as the sigh sounded from the throne, all the sculptures in the temple clicked, as if they were resurrected.

"The Demon Lord exists in these sculptures, and all the sculptures are his puppets!"

Suowo took the lead in rushing up to a sculpture of a fellow clansman, and they fought into a group. The strength of both sides was evenly matched.

There are nearly a hundred sculptures in the hall, and after "waking up", the aura emanating from these sculptures shocked everyone.

Because although these sculptures were frozen, they became puppets of the Demon Lord.

But they have preserved the strength of their lifetime, and they are all the top masters.

Even the recovered black-gold dragon came to life, and the power emanating from it was not inferior to that of the black dragon.

The black dragon and golden dragon also recovered their bodies in an instant, and the two dragons met the puppet dragon, and the battle was tied.

The battle started instantly, and Qin Wuge and others were suppressed almost instantly.

"Do you have to kill all the sculptures to deal with the Demon Lord?"

Many great powers are desperate. The sculptures in this hall are almost a collection of masters from the mainland for tens of millions of years.

Their combat power is too strong.

And the Demon Lord is guarded by such a group of puppets, so there is no need for ugly demons outside.

"Our strength may not be able to kill all these puppets! We must find out the demon master and kill them, otherwise we will all die here!"

"Since the demon lord exists with consciousness, even if he is attached to the puppet, there will be some clues. Observe carefully!"

"What to observe? Even if the Demon Lord is found, can we kill him?"

"I think we did something stupid! The Demon Lord should be a top demon, a true god corresponding to the God Realm, and we are no match at all!"

As the masters continued to die in battle, some people were desperate.

(End of this chapter)

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