All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 216 Nine Demons Awaken, World-Destroying Calamity

"Long time no see, Corpse Ancestor."

Seeing the figure in the coffin, Curse Dove showed a faint smile, as if he had really met an old friend.

"Curse Dove, why is it you?"

A tall corpse jumped out of the coffin, its body was covered with tattered armor, only the belt made of skulls was intact.

Rotten flesh was all over his face, but the other party's shock could be vaguely seen.

"You saved me? Oh, don't think that I will be grateful to you."

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor sneered.

He has always looked down on this timid old dead ghost.

"I don't need you to thank me either."

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled by what the other party meant.

"Go ahead."

Curse Jiu said something to Zen Yunxian.

I saw that the holy power in Zen Yunxian's hand was infused, and the Vajra Bracelet and Sealing Demon Lock were combined into one again.

A golden light came from the corpse ancestor of the demonic way,

"What did you do!"

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor was in pain, and there was a severe pain coming from his body, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said angrily.

His divine body is one of the best existences among the nine demon lords. In his last life, he was a god of the Three Tribulations. His corpse was extremely hard. Only the divine sword can hurt him, and there are not many other beings who can hurt him.

The magic sealing vajra circle in Zen Yunxian's hand was full of golden light, and the light of Buddha was constantly circulating on it.

"This is the Demon Sealing King Kong"

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor recognized the divine object at a glance. He had fought against the Seven Buddhas, so he was very familiar with this treasure.

"Zizu, you have two choices right now, the first one is to surrender."

"What about the second one?"

Although Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor was extremely painful, he still asked back.

A smile appeared on Curse Dove's face, and he paused and said, "The second one is to submit."

"You! You hate poison!"

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor cursed loudly.

The more he struggled, the more corpse energy the golden light wiped out, and the thick black energy coiled in this void.

The Demon Corpse Ancestor also became weaker and weaker.

"Vicious? Who am I? I'm Curse Dove, a cursed genius, a celestial master of Poison Dove. You only understand me now?"

Curse Dove sneered, and finally let out a bad breath, how could he miss the opportunity to make trouble

This devil corpse ancestor looked down on his heresy 40 years ago.

Now it's time to make him suffer.

"You have to think about it, when the time comes, it will not be as simple as being sealed."

"I've taken it, can't I take it?"

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor shouted loudly.

"Hmph! Let him be wronged for a while, and after he finds a way to solve it, he will definitely make him look good."

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor secretly swore in his heart.

"I can guess your little thoughts. You have been in the dead, and you have so many crooked thoughts."

Curse Jiu put his eyes on the corpse ancestor of the Demonic Dao, and found that the other party's cultivation base had also fallen to the level of the Great Emperor, and he did not have the demeanor of the past.

"Let's go to the next place."

Curse Dove waved his hand.

The magic ship started, and there were large waves of waves on the calm lake.

The ancestor of the Demon Dao Corpse had five fingers, and the coffin kept shrinking, turning into a wooden root, with the magic pattern carved by the gods emerging on it.

This coffin was originally his natal artifact, the Tianyin wooden coffin.

For a moment, the entire human race in Zhongzhou felt that something was wrong.

The aura in the sky became very dirty.

The border of Zhongzhou was shrouded in a black cloud.

The demons, who have always been active, are uncharacteristically hiding.

The quieter it is, the weirder it is, and if something weird happens, there must be a demon.

Many holy monks have already felt that the crisis is coming.

The catastrophe of annihilation is close at hand.

A black ship rushed towards the last sealed place.

Curse Dove has successfully released the other Demon Lords.

Including Bone Race Demon Lord Bone Youhuang, Shura Demon Lord Kuang Lian, Yasha Demon Lord Mo Du Huan.

The Wu Clan became the new Hell Nine Clans only in the last few hundred thousand years.

In the middle ages, the Yasha tribe was also one of the nine tribes.

However, in the battle between gods and demons, the Yaksha clan suffered heavy losses, and also lost the strength of the nine clans.

This last one is none other than the Nether Emperor who ranks among the top three in terms of strength.

40 years ago, Rakshatian, Xuetian, and Nether Emperor were known as the three rising magic commanders. They survived the divine calamity early, achieved the status of a great god, and mastered hundreds of millions of demon monks. Their strength is extremely powerful.

Curse Dove looked at the four demon masters in front of him for him to drive, and the skinny face under the hat couldn't help showing an excited smile.

No one thought that he would be the one who had the last laugh.

Along the way, the demon master of the Bone Race, Gu Youhuang, the demon master of Shura, Kuang Lian, and the demon master of the Yaksha, Mo Du Huan, did not speak, as if they could not accept the result of becoming a slave.

Only Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor kept cursing.

"Why isn't this Jiange here yet? I can't wait for my Tianyin stick!"

"Are all the Tianjiao of my corpse clan dead! I can't see a single person!"

"It's really frustrating!"

Curse Dove had a cold face, thinking about the next countermeasures, but ignored him.

But Mo Duhuan, the demon lord of Yasha, who always prefers to be quiet, is also the only female among the demon lords.

She has an extremely hot body, a pair of long white jade-like legs exposed under the long pink dress, red lips and red lacquer, and two sharp horns on her head.

"We have already made a decision to kill everyone in Guangjian Pavilion, so why bother talking so much nonsense?"

Mo Du Huan was also the youngest among the demon masters, and crimson necromantic energy gushed out from under his feet, spreading thousands of miles in an instant, and countless regular divine patterns flowed on his snow-white skin.

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor looked contemptuously, and punched him straight out.

"Boom!"

The undead demon energy was blown apart by the force of the fist, and the fist became as huge as a star. It hit Moduhuan's delicate body. Immediately, the regular lines of the gods broke, and the snow-white skin turned into broken ceramics, and dense blood appeared. pattern.

The Demonic Corpse Ancestor majored in cultivating the demon body, and his physical body was strong, but with the weak cultivation base of Mo Duhuan, he was almost punched by the Demonic Corpse Ancestor until his body burst.

Her strength is not strong among the Nine Demon Lords, and her strength has faded even more after being sealed this time.

"A mere little god who was kicked out of the Nine Races Ranking, dare to challenge this seat?"

The Demon Corpse Ancestor looked down on the Yaksha tribe at all. Today's Yaksha tribe is just a middle-level race among hell's ten thousand tribes, and cannot be compared with the corpse tribe at all.

He couldn't beat him, but it didn't affect Lord Yaksha staring at Demon Corpse Ancestor with resentful eyes.

"Okay, stop fighting."

Curse Dove said impatiently.

As soon as he made a sound, several people turned their heads to one side.

Mo Dao Corpse Ancestor snorted coldly, did not speak any more, restrained his corpse aura, but did not make any further moves.

Several of them have been injected with the Buddha's mantra by the Demon Sealing Vajra Circle. This Buddha's mantra was written by the Seven Buddhas. They couldn't break free when they were great gods, let alone now.

Although they were also puzzled as to why Curse Dove could master such an orthodox artifact, they couldn't get an answer at all, so they had no choice but to act as the devil with their tails between their legs.

I saw under the magic boat.

The high cliff stands tall, like a sword born out of the world.

The mountain is more than 2 meters high, with cliffs on all sides, towering into the cliffs, and a steady stream of sword energy converges into a river, flowing rapidly around the mountain.

This is Jiange.

Human Race Sword Dao Holy Land.

Curse Dove said indifferently: "Here we are."

The magic boat landed on the sword pavilion.

A sword formation floated above the sword pavilion, blocking the progress of Jujiu and others.

"You guys broke the seal."

The demon lords reluctantly made a move and took out their talismans.

"boom!!"

"Boom!"

The big array made a violent trembling sound.

The disciples of Jiange looked at the scene in horror.

"The calamity of destroying the world! The calamity of destroying the world!"

"Without a stick of incense, I'm afraid it will be broken!"

An elder of Jiange was extremely worried.

The cabinet master went to the land of Nanzhou but did not return, and the deputy cabinet master led the troops to the battlefield of Xizhou.

Now the entire Jiange is empty, how can it block the attack of these demons?

"Whoa!"

Before even a stick of incense, the formation was declared broken.

A boundless cloud of magic suddenly enveloped the sky above the Jiange.

(End of this chapter)