Dragon Emperor of Devildom

The gigantic flying spirit boat continued moving forward. Soon, before the eyes of the Qing-Yun disciples, a thousand-meter-high stone wall appeared in front of them. The entire stone wall was filled with holes of varying sizes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …" Sect Master Long, what good business do you have this time? "

At the same time, a creepy laughter came from the stone wall. It sounded like the howls of evil spirits, eerie and terrifying. The Qing-Yun disciples could not help but feel their scalps go numb.

Boom!

Then, from one of the caves, an enormous black shadow dashed out and stopped right in front of the flying spirit boat used by the group of Qing-Yun disciples.

At the same time, in front of the eyes of all the Qing-Yun disciples, pairs of blood-red eyes could be seen flashing in the black demon lair.

These blood-red eyes were emitting a bloodthirsty light, it was as if they were looking at a peerlessly beautiful food.

"Two people."

Wang Long, the sect head of the Qing-Yun Sect, spoke coldly, seemingly unfazed by the scene in front of him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Just who are these two people? They actually managed to make the grand sect master come to my Saint Devil Cave …" Let me guess. If nothing unexpected happens, Sect Head Long should be participating in the so-called Thousand Sect Alliance Conference right now. Coming here at this time, I believe he must have suffered a setback during the Thousand Sect Alliance Conference. "Hahahaha!"

The black shadow before Wang Lung's eyes immediately let out an undisguised mocking laugh. To the people of the outside world, this was the Hundred Devil Cave that made people tremble in fear, but to the people of the Devil Dao, this was their holy land for cultivation.

"Humph!" "Since when did the Hundred Devil Cave become interested in these things?"

Wang Lung snorted coldly.

"I'm just a little curious, and I'm sure that those who are able to make the grand master of the Qing-Yun Sect come here personally are not simple people. Even my Saint Devil Cave wouldn't dare to accept some impossible missions."

The black shadow spoke in a serious tone.

If Wang Long wanted them to kill someone as powerful as the Zenith Dao Sect or the Eastern Emperor Sect, they wouldn't have the guts to kill someone as powerful as the Zenith Sect or the Eastern Emperor Sect, which were among the top powerhouses in the Eastern Heavenly Region, or even the entire Divine Martial Realm.

Although the Saint Devil Nest also had a Sacred Martial Realm expert overseeing it, it would still require quite a price to provoke such a huge power like the Eastern Emperor Sect.

"The sect, Skysword Sect, that's the identity of those two. Are you going to accept this mission or not?"

Wang Long coldly said. He waved his right hand, and a strand of his consciousness went straight into the shadow, passing the target's message to it.

"Haha, this is interesting. My Saint Devil Cave will accept this mission. Within a month, these two will definitely die. As for the commission …" The black figure once again let out a creepy sneer.

"Don't worry, this is only a part of it. After this is done, I, Wang Lin, will return to the Devil's Cave and take out an additional fifty million spirit stones. How about it?" Wang Long coldly asked.

"Deal!"

When they heard Wang Long's words, a voice immediately came from the black shadow floating in front of them. Then, with an eerie smile, he said, "Making a deal with Sect Head Long is so straightforward. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!"

The black shadow laughed loudly.

At the same time, several hundred black mist suddenly rushed out from the demon's lair and wrapped around the huge flying Spirit Vessel while letting out eerie and horrifying shrieks.

"What's going on?"

The crowd of Qing-Yun disciples widened their eyes as they looked up at the black shadow floating above their heads with fear and trepidation.

They did not understand why these black shadows would suddenly appear.

Boom!

In the next moment, hundreds of black shadows charged towards the many Qing-Yun disciples in the flying spirit boat, causing miserable screams to echo in the area.

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The Eastern Emperor Sect.

"Have you heard about it? It's said that the old ancestor of the White Hill School disappeared, and even his Life Plate shattered. I'm afraid that he has already fallen, and he is a Saint realm expert. It is truly hard to imagine."

"What?" Are you for real? Weren't they still at the Thousand Sect Alliance meeting a few days ago? How could they suddenly fall so easily?

"What are you thinking about? This is the Eastern Emperor Sect. Who dares to act rashly there? I've heard that it's because of the Heaven-Devouring White Phoenix. After that ancestor went away, he never returned."

"…"

Other than the fact that the Qing-Yun Sect had abdicated, the news of the death of the Old Ancestor of the White Python Sect was also widely discussed in the Eastern Emperor Sect. There were even more people discussing the matter than the Qing-Yun Sect abdication.

No matter what, the one who died was a Sacred Martial Realm expert. More importantly, the Sacred Martial Realm expert silently died under the three Divine Martial Realm experts' noses.

Not even the bones were found.

This was no longer a mere slap to the face of the Eastern Emperor Sect, but a slap to the faces of the other two great sects as well.

If it were any other time, not to mention the death of Patriarch White Tuo, even if the entire White Tuo Sect had been exterminated, none of the three great Sects would have cared.

After all, in all these years, not to mention the White Tuo Sect, even the sects that had existed for longer, stronger, and had existed for much longer had been destroyed by someone.

But at this moment, during the time of the Thousand Sect Alliance, the meaning was completely different.

"White Hill?"

Long Hao Chen, who was standing beside Wei Xue Shuang, heard the discussion of these people. His eyes turned a little and his expression became pensive. If nothing unexpected happened, the so called Sect Master of the White Python Sect should be the old man who wanted to fight with him for the ribs of the Heaven Swallowing White Phoenix.

"It's a pity. It was not easy for a Saint realm expert to appear in the White Python School, and it could be said that it was unheard-of. But I never would have thought that I would meet such a thing and it is truly hard to predict what would happen in the world."

Ye Jiannan sighed, as if he was touched by something.

After all, the reason why a school like the White Tuo School was able to stand for a thousand years in the Eastern Sea Region was because their school had a Saint realm expert overseeing it.

But once the Saint realm expert from the school perished, the entire school would probably immediately face the pressure and suppression from the other big sects, or even swallow the entire school.

If they became subsidiary schools under the name of other schools, they could only rely on other schools to survive. It could even be that some small schools that were suppressed by the White Python Sect stepped on them at that time.

If he wanted to return to his former glory, he didn't know how long he would have to wait …