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Chapter 475 Correct answer
Chapter 475 Correct answer
What Qiyu never expected was that as soon as the news of his departure from the realm of cultivation spread, the demon land moved.
It was mid-afternoon, black mist lingered over Eight Thousand Miles of Demon Land, and the chilling aura formed a sharp wind that washed over the armies of both sides. The sun was bleak, and there was a faint riot in the oppressive and quiet atmosphere.
"Marshal, the Palace Master has gone to the Dragon Emperor Domain, and he probably won't be back in a few days." In front of the formation of the two armies, a soldier stood still in front of a huge monster, and whispered to a Da Luo Jinxian sitting on the seat.
This Da Luo Jinxian is the most powerful Da Luo Jinxian in the Wan Yao Palace, and he is also the commander of an army of nearly [-]. His cultivation base of the ninth rank Da Luo Jinxian is already comparable to that of Xiao Linglong.
Hearing this, the commander-in-chief nodded slowly, staring at the enemy army ten miles away, his eyes were cold and hard, and with the exploding white hair and beard, he was simply a wild lion that had not fully transformed into a human form.
"Commander, it seems that we have to stay with this stupid enemy for a few more days." The general who was also riding on a giant beast next to him complained.
Hearing this, Lion's Head turned to stare at the general, and snorted coldly, "I can't bear this bit of hardship, so I didn't want to join the battle in the first place."
The general grinned, although he was a little upset, he dared not speak out.
The marshal looked at the dark army of the demon land opposite with his cold and sinister gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Although we have surrounded the demon temple, the strength of the demon army is still there. If the demon king does not surrender for a day, the demon land will have the potential to resist strength, so we can only wait for the palace lord to decide in person."
"Crash."
At this moment, there was a strange noise from the demon army camp ten miles away.
All the soldiers of Wan Yao Palace looked up one after another, their battle armor shook, and there was a loud clattering sound.
The sound of the wind became chaotic, and black air billowed.
I saw the army of the demon camp automatically parted a road, and on the wide avenue, another group of men in black came out.
Like other demons, they all wore black robes and hats. Except for the leader, all of them held long swords.
There are more than a dozen people in the first row headed by them, many of them are graceful and graceful, or exquisite and dexterous. Obviously, there are many women in this group of people in black.
The people from Wan Yao Palace frowned, not knowing what this group of people were doing, their eyes moved again, and fell on the big banner erected by these hundreds of people, and saw that the big banner waving in the wind was written vigorously and vigorously. The thick, blood-colored characters...Nitian Pavilion.
People's hearts trembled, and they didn't know why, as long as they were from Wan Yao Palace, they would be unlucky when they encountered this Ni Tian Pavilion.
Everyone walked out of the army camp, and then stopped. Although they couldn't see their faces, the people in Wan Yao Palace could clearly feel the murderous eyes of those people under their black hats.
"I heard that your palace lord, Qi Yu, has gone to the Dragon Emperor Domain?" Yan Kuan's voice came, which was extremely clear in this quiet battlefield.
"Hehe," the Marshal of Wan Yao Palace smiled contemptuously, "What? You don't want to counterattack while our Palace Master is away, do you?"
"Congratulations, you got the answer right." Yan Kuan's voice showed an undisguised playful smile.
"Shua la la..."
The sound of metal rubbing against the sky was deafening.
Yan Kuan's words moved the entire Ten Thousand Monsters Palace army. Nearly [-] soldiers drew their swords one after another. For a while, the dark sky of the entire Demon Land brightened up. A series of invisible swords pierced through the distance of ten miles.
The commander squinted his eyes, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't figure out why he was uneasy, so he sneered again, "You defeated generals, retreating all the way, now even if our Palace Master is not here, do you think you can turn things around? Counterattack? Well, just take this opportunity to have a showdown."
The rough and hoarse voice, rumbling, like the low roar of a wild animal, has a lot of deterrent power.
"No, no, you guessed wrong this time." Yan Kuan, who was wearing a black hat, shook his head, deliberately raising his voice, leisurely.
Pointing to the Demon God Temple behind him, he said, "It is necessary to fight, but not with us, but with the people inside."
"Om..."
As soon as Yan Kuan's words fell, the void shook automatically, and a circle of ripples pushed the billowing demonic energy away from the front of the army formation. Then, men in black came out from the void in front of the demon army.
Mo Zun Ye was the leader, and ten demon gods stood behind him.
Immediately, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed suddenly, and it could be clearly felt that the mighty momentum of the Wan Yao Palace army was instantly suppressed by these 11 people.
There are only eleven people in the area, but the demonic energy that is not affected by the full field of killing, the leisurely and quiet swaying, and the deep and broad momentum that seems to be one with the sky and the earth, seem to be like eleven pillars standing upright, unshakable.
"Crash."
Instinctively, the army of Ten Thousand Monster Palace was in turmoil, and all the soldiers automatically took a step back. The hundred thousand troops moved together, causing heavy storms and waves to surge.
Amidst the monstrous sand and dust, the commander-in-chief's eyes became startled, staring at the swaying Demon Venerable's figure covered by the dust, he asked in surprise, "What do you mean? Could it be that you, the majestic Demon Venerable, still have these ten demon gods?" Are you going to join the battle?"
"Hahahaha," Yan Kuan, who was behind him before he could speak, laughed again, raised his head and laughed, then pointed meaningfully at the lion-headed handsome opposite, and said with a raised voice, "Congratulations, you got the answer right again." .”
"Heck." Inexplicably, all the people in Wan Yao Palace trembled in their hearts, and Yan Kuan's devilish and charming voice made them instinctively feel uneasy.
"Hoohoo!"
The wind blew up on the flat ground, and the Demon Lord and the ten demon gods disappeared in place, leaving only eleven complete phantoms swaying. At the same time, the one hundred thousand troops of the Wan Yao Palace felt a silent wind pressure from the top of their heads. And down, it's like the whole sky is collapsing.
Looking up, I saw that the Demon Lord and the eleven Demon Gods were already above the sky.
"withdraw!"
The confidence in his eyes was instantly replaced by panic, and the handsome man guessed something immediately, and yelled loudly.
However, it was too late.
The army of one hundred thousand turned around and made rumbling noises, trying to escape from this dangerous place, but the moment the army moved, Mo Zunye raised his palm in the sky.
"Om...wow!"
The light and fluttering movements are earth-shattering.
With the cultivation base of the devil emperor, it is easy to deal with the monks below [-] Da Luo Jinxian.
The moment Mozun raised his palm, with him as the center, the sky within a hundred miles suddenly shook, it felt like a heavy hammer suddenly fell from behind the sky.
Then, the void within a hundred miles exploded, and dense void fragments fell.
The strong wind blew up, and debris flew all over the sky, but the endless black air suddenly condensed, and a huge bronze bell that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the sky.
The bronze bell condensed entirely by the vast spiritual power spreads over a hundred miles, so huge that the mountains below are as insignificant as ants.
A black and red bronze bell covered with blood-colored talismans was born at the feet of the Demon Venerable, and then as the Demon Venerable slowly pressed his palm down, the big bell also fell to the ground with a loud crash.
"Buzz rumbling..."
The earth shakes, the sky shatters.
The repeated explosions exceeded the ear's ability to bear, not to mention the army of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, even the Demon Race had many people frowning and grinning, unable to bear the supreme majesty.
The entire demon army retreated violently under the pressure of the violent wind, and when the big bell officially fell, almost tens of thousands of people were completely knocked to the ground.
This is because the power of the big clock is not aimed at the demon army. On the other hand, the [-] army of the Wanyao Palace has been completely detained by the big clock. Inside the black and red big bell, the mountains shattered, the earth cracked, and the wind swept In the middle, countless mountains, rocks, grass and trees flew, and the entire land was pressed down by the wind for more than several feet. A hundred thousand troops were lying in the deep pit, no matter what their cultivation was, they could not afford to be seriously injured.
Wang Mu and the others were also terrified, their eyes were full of enthusiasm and fascination, the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor is well-deserved, and every move of his hands can move mountains and seas. When will he reach this height?
When everything calmed down, the land with a radius of hundreds of miles covered by the big bell had completely changed its appearance. Countless mountain ranges were broken, some were completely flattened, and some were split in the middle. There is a bottomless cliff in the middle of the mountain, and there are cracks all over the land that has been pressed down by several feet.
Hundreds of thousands of demon palace soldiers were scattered in the copper bell, like a group of trapped ants, all of them pale, unable to fight any more.
Outside the big clock, the scene is the same within a radius of hundreds of miles centered on the big clock. The earth takes the big clock as the origin, and there are gaps in a circle. Each gap is comparable to a cliff, stretching for hundreds of miles. Here, the mountains shattered, the waterfalls stopped flowing, and the rocks, flowers and plants were all turned into fly ash.
"Take care of them, let's go to Wan Yao Palace."
Turning his eyes to the demon army, the demon venerable's indifferent voice without any emotional fluctuations came, and his casual words carried rumbling power, like thunder in nine heavens.
Then, with a smile on his face, he looked at Wang Mu who was in front of the demon army, and the demon king and ten demon gods suddenly disappeared into the void.
Although Mo Zun Yi and the others left, the towering bell already existed, steaming with black air and shining with black and red light, trapping the entire army of Wan Yao Palace in it extremely firmly.
"We've been fooled, it's over, Wan Yao Palace is completely over now." Inside the big clock, the commander looked at the big clocks surrounded by thick and solid spiritual energy, and muttered to himself, already guessing all this in his heart The whole story of the plot.
The previous one of the Demon Race retreated and ran, not out of fear, but on purpose...
(End of this chapter)
What Qiyu never expected was that as soon as the news of his departure from the realm of cultivation spread, the demon land moved.
It was mid-afternoon, black mist lingered over Eight Thousand Miles of Demon Land, and the chilling aura formed a sharp wind that washed over the armies of both sides. The sun was bleak, and there was a faint riot in the oppressive and quiet atmosphere.
"Marshal, the Palace Master has gone to the Dragon Emperor Domain, and he probably won't be back in a few days." In front of the formation of the two armies, a soldier stood still in front of a huge monster, and whispered to a Da Luo Jinxian sitting on the seat.
This Da Luo Jinxian is the most powerful Da Luo Jinxian in the Wan Yao Palace, and he is also the commander of an army of nearly [-]. His cultivation base of the ninth rank Da Luo Jinxian is already comparable to that of Xiao Linglong.
Hearing this, the commander-in-chief nodded slowly, staring at the enemy army ten miles away, his eyes were cold and hard, and with the exploding white hair and beard, he was simply a wild lion that had not fully transformed into a human form.
"Commander, it seems that we have to stay with this stupid enemy for a few more days." The general who was also riding on a giant beast next to him complained.
Hearing this, Lion's Head turned to stare at the general, and snorted coldly, "I can't bear this bit of hardship, so I didn't want to join the battle in the first place."
The general grinned, although he was a little upset, he dared not speak out.
The marshal looked at the dark army of the demon land opposite with his cold and sinister gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Although we have surrounded the demon temple, the strength of the demon army is still there. If the demon king does not surrender for a day, the demon land will have the potential to resist strength, so we can only wait for the palace lord to decide in person."
"Crash."
At this moment, there was a strange noise from the demon army camp ten miles away.
All the soldiers of Wan Yao Palace looked up one after another, their battle armor shook, and there was a loud clattering sound.
The sound of the wind became chaotic, and black air billowed.
I saw the army of the demon camp automatically parted a road, and on the wide avenue, another group of men in black came out.
Like other demons, they all wore black robes and hats. Except for the leader, all of them held long swords.
There are more than a dozen people in the first row headed by them, many of them are graceful and graceful, or exquisite and dexterous. Obviously, there are many women in this group of people in black.
The people from Wan Yao Palace frowned, not knowing what this group of people were doing, their eyes moved again, and fell on the big banner erected by these hundreds of people, and saw that the big banner waving in the wind was written vigorously and vigorously. The thick, blood-colored characters...Nitian Pavilion.
People's hearts trembled, and they didn't know why, as long as they were from Wan Yao Palace, they would be unlucky when they encountered this Ni Tian Pavilion.
Everyone walked out of the army camp, and then stopped. Although they couldn't see their faces, the people in Wan Yao Palace could clearly feel the murderous eyes of those people under their black hats.
"I heard that your palace lord, Qi Yu, has gone to the Dragon Emperor Domain?" Yan Kuan's voice came, which was extremely clear in this quiet battlefield.
"Hehe," the Marshal of Wan Yao Palace smiled contemptuously, "What? You don't want to counterattack while our Palace Master is away, do you?"
"Congratulations, you got the answer right." Yan Kuan's voice showed an undisguised playful smile.
"Shua la la..."
The sound of metal rubbing against the sky was deafening.
Yan Kuan's words moved the entire Ten Thousand Monsters Palace army. Nearly [-] soldiers drew their swords one after another. For a while, the dark sky of the entire Demon Land brightened up. A series of invisible swords pierced through the distance of ten miles.
The commander squinted his eyes, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't figure out why he was uneasy, so he sneered again, "You defeated generals, retreating all the way, now even if our Palace Master is not here, do you think you can turn things around? Counterattack? Well, just take this opportunity to have a showdown."
The rough and hoarse voice, rumbling, like the low roar of a wild animal, has a lot of deterrent power.
"No, no, you guessed wrong this time." Yan Kuan, who was wearing a black hat, shook his head, deliberately raising his voice, leisurely.
Pointing to the Demon God Temple behind him, he said, "It is necessary to fight, but not with us, but with the people inside."
"Om..."
As soon as Yan Kuan's words fell, the void shook automatically, and a circle of ripples pushed the billowing demonic energy away from the front of the army formation. Then, men in black came out from the void in front of the demon army.
Mo Zun Ye was the leader, and ten demon gods stood behind him.
Immediately, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed suddenly, and it could be clearly felt that the mighty momentum of the Wan Yao Palace army was instantly suppressed by these 11 people.
There are only eleven people in the area, but the demonic energy that is not affected by the full field of killing, the leisurely and quiet swaying, and the deep and broad momentum that seems to be one with the sky and the earth, seem to be like eleven pillars standing upright, unshakable.
"Crash."
Instinctively, the army of Ten Thousand Monster Palace was in turmoil, and all the soldiers automatically took a step back. The hundred thousand troops moved together, causing heavy storms and waves to surge.
Amidst the monstrous sand and dust, the commander-in-chief's eyes became startled, staring at the swaying Demon Venerable's figure covered by the dust, he asked in surprise, "What do you mean? Could it be that you, the majestic Demon Venerable, still have these ten demon gods?" Are you going to join the battle?"
"Hahahaha," Yan Kuan, who was behind him before he could speak, laughed again, raised his head and laughed, then pointed meaningfully at the lion-headed handsome opposite, and said with a raised voice, "Congratulations, you got the answer right again." .”
"Heck." Inexplicably, all the people in Wan Yao Palace trembled in their hearts, and Yan Kuan's devilish and charming voice made them instinctively feel uneasy.
"Hoohoo!"
The wind blew up on the flat ground, and the Demon Lord and the ten demon gods disappeared in place, leaving only eleven complete phantoms swaying. At the same time, the one hundred thousand troops of the Wan Yao Palace felt a silent wind pressure from the top of their heads. And down, it's like the whole sky is collapsing.
Looking up, I saw that the Demon Lord and the eleven Demon Gods were already above the sky.
"withdraw!"
The confidence in his eyes was instantly replaced by panic, and the handsome man guessed something immediately, and yelled loudly.
However, it was too late.
The army of one hundred thousand turned around and made rumbling noises, trying to escape from this dangerous place, but the moment the army moved, Mo Zunye raised his palm in the sky.
"Om...wow!"
The light and fluttering movements are earth-shattering.
With the cultivation base of the devil emperor, it is easy to deal with the monks below [-] Da Luo Jinxian.
The moment Mozun raised his palm, with him as the center, the sky within a hundred miles suddenly shook, it felt like a heavy hammer suddenly fell from behind the sky.
Then, the void within a hundred miles exploded, and dense void fragments fell.
The strong wind blew up, and debris flew all over the sky, but the endless black air suddenly condensed, and a huge bronze bell that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the sky.
The bronze bell condensed entirely by the vast spiritual power spreads over a hundred miles, so huge that the mountains below are as insignificant as ants.
A black and red bronze bell covered with blood-colored talismans was born at the feet of the Demon Venerable, and then as the Demon Venerable slowly pressed his palm down, the big bell also fell to the ground with a loud crash.
"Buzz rumbling..."
The earth shakes, the sky shatters.
The repeated explosions exceeded the ear's ability to bear, not to mention the army of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, even the Demon Race had many people frowning and grinning, unable to bear the supreme majesty.
The entire demon army retreated violently under the pressure of the violent wind, and when the big bell officially fell, almost tens of thousands of people were completely knocked to the ground.
This is because the power of the big clock is not aimed at the demon army. On the other hand, the [-] army of the Wanyao Palace has been completely detained by the big clock. Inside the black and red big bell, the mountains shattered, the earth cracked, and the wind swept In the middle, countless mountains, rocks, grass and trees flew, and the entire land was pressed down by the wind for more than several feet. A hundred thousand troops were lying in the deep pit, no matter what their cultivation was, they could not afford to be seriously injured.
Wang Mu and the others were also terrified, their eyes were full of enthusiasm and fascination, the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor is well-deserved, and every move of his hands can move mountains and seas. When will he reach this height?
When everything calmed down, the land with a radius of hundreds of miles covered by the big bell had completely changed its appearance. Countless mountain ranges were broken, some were completely flattened, and some were split in the middle. There is a bottomless cliff in the middle of the mountain, and there are cracks all over the land that has been pressed down by several feet.
Hundreds of thousands of demon palace soldiers were scattered in the copper bell, like a group of trapped ants, all of them pale, unable to fight any more.
Outside the big clock, the scene is the same within a radius of hundreds of miles centered on the big clock. The earth takes the big clock as the origin, and there are gaps in a circle. Each gap is comparable to a cliff, stretching for hundreds of miles. Here, the mountains shattered, the waterfalls stopped flowing, and the rocks, flowers and plants were all turned into fly ash.
"Take care of them, let's go to Wan Yao Palace."
Turning his eyes to the demon army, the demon venerable's indifferent voice without any emotional fluctuations came, and his casual words carried rumbling power, like thunder in nine heavens.
Then, with a smile on his face, he looked at Wang Mu who was in front of the demon army, and the demon king and ten demon gods suddenly disappeared into the void.
Although Mo Zun Yi and the others left, the towering bell already existed, steaming with black air and shining with black and red light, trapping the entire army of Wan Yao Palace in it extremely firmly.
"We've been fooled, it's over, Wan Yao Palace is completely over now." Inside the big clock, the commander looked at the big clocks surrounded by thick and solid spiritual energy, and muttered to himself, already guessing all this in his heart The whole story of the plot.
The previous one of the Demon Race retreated and ran, not out of fear, but on purpose...
(End of this chapter)
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