A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

As the aftermath of the explosion gradually subsided, the smoke slowly dissipated, and the remains of the battlefield gradually emerged.

The once fierce battlefield was now only a dead silence.

Within a radius of ten miles, all the low-level dragon and demon clan masters had been annihilated, and their flesh and blood turned into smoke and dust, drifting away with the wind.

None of the six dragon clan demon saints were spared, and they all turned into nothingness in the self-explosion of the Flame Phoenix Demon Saint.

Where Ao Gutian was, only a blood spear was left standing there. It stood quietly in the center of the battlefield, as if it was a symbol of Ao Gutian's unyielding will, even though he had fallen.

Ten miles away, the remaining dragon and black dragon clan masters witnessed this scene, and their hearts were filled with endless grief. A Black Dragon general raised his arms and shouted;

"Send the clan leader to heaven!" Then, all the Black Dragon members followed suit, their voices gathered like thunder, shaking the entire space;

"Send the clan leader to heaven!"

"Send the Black Dragon clan leader to heaven!"

The voices came one after another, not only the Black Dragons, but also the rest of the Dragons joined in, their voices were full of respect and sorrow.

At this moment of sadness and glory, all creatures paid tribute to Ao Gutian, his sacrifice and courage will always be remembered in the heart of every dragon.

"It's really crazy to fight with you demons"

Ao Wudi walked out of the crack in the void without any damage.

He walked to the place where Ao Gutian fell, picked up the blood spear stuck in the ground, and a trace of respect flashed in his eyes.

"He is a real strong man"

Ao Wudi said in a deep voice, and then handed the blood spear to the Black Dragon general.

"Remember to bring it back to the Black Dragon Clan"

"Yes!"

The Black Dragon Clan general saluted respectfully and took the blood spear. The heavy feeling in his hand was as heavy as Ao Gutian's will.

At this time, Ao Wudi turned around and faced Bai Ze's demon saints and the demon clan who were constantly supporting him. His voice was as cold as ice;

"I wanted to deal with you in a gentle way, but you didn't want to."

After that, Ao Wudi took out a yellow gem and crushed it.

Countless void cracks suddenly appeared in the sky. In the cracks, a majestic figure wearing golden armor, with dragon horns on his head and holding a sword that exuded the pressure of a ninth-grade holy weapon walked out slowly.

After the golden armor figure appeared, more than a dozen dragons of different shapes also followed. Their auras ranged from the early to middle stages of demon saints. Obviously, they were all powerful beings. These strong men were the patriarchs of various branches of the dragon clan.

"Greetings, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

The dragons who were fighting the demons saw this golden figure and saluted respectfully.

This golden figure was the leader of the dragons - the Dragon Emperor, the five-clawed golden dragon Ao Shi Zun.

He possessed the strength of a peak demon saint. With the dragon clan's imperial weapon and the five-clawed golden dragon bloodline, he could fight Ao Wudi, who was half a step away from being a demon emperor, to a draw.

"Dragon warriors, the hatred of ten thousand years ago can be avenged today. Follow me to kill!"

Ao Shi Zun's voice rolled in like thunder, echoing across the battlefield.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a golden lightning, and wherever he went, the demon warriors retreated.

Ao Shi Zun faced the White Tiger Demon Saint, and at the same time, Ao Gu Tian also faced the Wild Ape Demon Saint.

The rest of the dragon warriors set their sights on the injured Prison Ox Demon Saint and the uncompetitive Bai Ze Demon Saint.

Bai Ze felt mixed emotions when he saw the dragons slaughtering the demons.

He knew that if he did not take action, the demons would perish completely today.

So he made up his mind and shouted in a low voice;

"You forced me to do this. I will use my own blood to wake up the demon ancestor!"

As Bai Ze's words fell, the earth of the Heavenly Demon Realm began to shake violently, as if some huge existence was waking up from its slumber.

The sky was dim, and a huge Kunpeng that covered the sky and the sun appeared in everyone's sight, exuding a quasi-demon emperor-level pressure. "We have seen the demon ancestor."

Bai Ze said respectfully to the demon ancestor Kunpeng, resisting the weakness of his body.

Although his voice was weak, it was full of reverence and expectation.

The rest of the demon saints and demon warriors also knelt down one after another, and their voices were uniform; "Meet the demon ancestor!"

The appearance of the demon ancestor Kunpeng instantly changed the situation on the battlefield.

The dragons, who had the upper hand, felt unprecedented pressure, while the demon warriors were greatly encouraged by the resurrection of the demon ancestor.

"Yes."

The voice of the demon ancestor Kunpeng was deep and majestic, like the whisper of an ancient god. This simple word made the entire demon clan feel an unprecedented sense of security. His eyes then turned to the Dragon Emperor Ao Shizun and Ao Wudi and others on the opposite side, with a soul-stirring murderous intent flashing in his eyes."Since you have chosen to invade our demon clan, you must have prepared to die."

The words of Kunpeng Demon Ancestor were like a cold blade, pressing directly against the dragon clan.

As his voice fell, a quasi-demon emperor-level pressure directly enveloped Ao Shizun and Ao Wudi, making it difficult for them to move. Some weaker dragons were directly crushed into blood by this pressure, and the scene was extremely tragic.

"Kunpeng, you are too presumptuous!"

At this moment, a phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon with a length of 100,000 feet slowly emerged, shining with golden light and extremely majestic.

Then, an old man appeared in front of Kunpeng Demon Ancestor. His arrival seemed to bring endless years of precipitation, and his breath was deep and distant.

This old man who suddenly appeared was Ao Sheng, the ancestor of the dragon clan, and also the patron saint of the dragon clan. His appearance instantly changed the situation on the battlefield.

"Kunpeng, your awakening is indeed shocking, but do you think you can change the situation by yourself?"

"The grudge between the dragon clan and the demon clan cannot be resolved overnight. Today, let me end this meaningless fight."

Ao Sheng's voice was like a boulder thrown into a lake, stirring up thousands of waves. Kunpeng Demon Ancestor responded coldly;

"Ao Sheng, you finally showed up. I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, but your aura remains unchanged. But do you think you can still suppress me?"

The confrontation between the two powerful men made the atmosphere of the entire battlefield reach a critical point. Their dialogue was not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of racial honor. Ao Sheng chuckled;

"Kunpeng, why don't we fight to decide the outcome, so as to avoid more innocent lives being destroyed?"

Kunpeng Demon Ancestor was silent for a moment, then nodded;

"As you wish, Ao Sheng, today, let's end our battle"

Then Ao Sheng and Kunpeng said in order to avoid fighting here and hurting their own people;

"Kunpeng, our battle should not harm the innocent, follow me"

Ao Sheng's voice was full of determination. His figure had already opened a void crack as soon as the words fell, and stepped into the passage leading to the void.

Kunpeng Demon Ancestor followed closely behind and also opened a void passage. Two powerful forces gathered in the void, forming a brilliant light gate

. Once entering the void, the surrounding scene immediately became distorted and hazy. The light of the stars was particularly dazzling here. The endless darkness and starlight intertwined to form a magnificent cosmic picture.

Ao Sheng and Kunpeng Demon Ancestor stood opposite each other, their auras collided in this empty space, stirring up invisible ripples.

"Here, we can do whatever we want, without any scruples."

The voice of Kunpeng Demon Ancestor echoed in the void, and his figure gradually expanded, turning into an extremely huge Kunpeng, with a wingspan that covered the sky.

Ao Sheng was not to be outdone, his body became taller and taller in the golden light, and the form of a five-clawed golden dragon was particularly spectacular in the void.

The power of the two strong men began to collide, and every confrontation was accompanied by the twinkling of stars and the trembling of the void.

Their battle shook every corner of the entire Tianyao Domain.

On the distant ground, both the dragon and demon warriors looked up at the starry sky, feeling the heart-pounding imperial pressure