Saint Ancestor of All Demons

There was no angry expression on Xiang Chen's face when he heard this, and he smiled lightly and said: "Being mean is the passport of the mean, and being noble is the epitaph of the noble. Those who want to achieve great things never care about means."

"However, if you really want to say despicable, I can't compare to you, the Witch God Clan. The most despicable thing in this world is to invade other people's worlds and exterminate other people's races."

Di Xuan'er said indifferently: "Everything is so competitive that only the fittest will survive."

Xiang Chen didn't answer. We all have different world views and values, so it doesn't make sense to say that there are too many.

"Open the live broadcast of my and her Dharma images directly to the other party's camp." He said this to the fifth senior sister.

The Fifth Senior Sister nodded, then took out the magic mirror and started operating it.

Soon, Xiang Chen and Di Xuan'er's magical images appeared in the sky above the opponent's camp.

Countless soldiers of the Witch God Dynasty looked up at the sky, but King Thunder's eyes became colder and colder, and he shouted: "Bring another 100,000 prisoners over here!"

"promise."

A large number of people came out with a hundred thousand prisoners.

"Bei Minghai, stop playing tricks. It seems you want to kill another hundred thousand people." King Lei said coldly.

During the Faxiang live broadcast, Xiang Chen smiled lightly and said: "King Lei, let me meet you. My name is Xiang Chen. I am from Jiutian. Now I am here to negotiate with you."

King Lei looked at the image of the Dharma and said coldly: "Nine Heavens Rebels, my dynasty didn't find you first, but you still dare to jump out."

Xiang Chen's smile did not change and he continued: "It's only a matter of time before you find us. We Jiutian never like enemies to come to us passively. We always like to take the initiative."

King Lei said indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense and let the princess go. Otherwise, these hundreds of thousands of prisoners of war will be buried with the princess."

Xiang Chen sneered and said: "You can do whatever you want. Anyway, those who died are not our Jiutian people. Why don't you just kill them all? They lost on the battlefield and were captured. How can they have the dignity to live? Our Jiutian soldiers will definitely You won’t be captured alive!”

"Xiang Chen, what are you doing?" Xu Youwei was furious. This was motivating King Lei to kill the prisoners of war.

King Lei sneered: "That's what you said."

He used his great magical power, and suddenly another thunderous thunder appeared in the sky and the earth.

Xiang Chen's smile did not change and he said: "Then let's compare whether this batch of 100,000 prisoners will be killed, or whether Di Xuan'er will be wiped out first!"

Xiang Chen pressed his palm on Di Xuan'er's shoulder, and the fire of purgatory instantly swept out of his body, covering Di Xuan'er.

Boom... Di Xuan'er instantly turned into a fireman, and the purgatory fire poured directly into her soul and began to burn her soul.

"Ah..." Caught off guard, Di Xuan'er let out a shrill scream of pain, but she immediately gritted her teeth and held back, and her willpower was also amazing.

"You are looking for death!" Thunder King was furious, and countless thunders violently covered 100,000 prisoners of war.

Xiang Chen smiled and said: "Don't go to such trouble, let's kill them together. I think Di Xuan'er's identity is enough for them to be buried with them."

The King of Thunder was so angry that all his hair stood up, and every hair turned into terrifying lightning radiation energy. However, this time, there was no thunder.

Xiang Chen said coldly: "Our demands are simple, return the prisoners of war, and not invade Beiminghai for ten thousand years. If your Holy Emperor can promise to sign a contract, then we will release them."

"Thief, this is impossible!" Thunder King roared.

"Then kill all the hostages and have an all-out battle." Xiang Chen said with a maniacal smile. The power of the purgatory fire had increased a lot, and Di Xuan'er's spirit was constantly dimming.

Thunder King was so angry that his chest heaved and his teeth clenched, and he finally roared: "Stop, I'll ask His Majesty the Holy Emperor for instructions again!"

Xiang Chen reduced the fire of purgatory and said calmly: "Then hurry up, I will only give you time for one stick of incense."

King Thunder is already contacting the Holy Emperor of Witchcraft.

In the Holy Palace.

The Holy Spirit Emperor's face was cold, he had already seen the situation in the Dharma image.

"Jiutian Xiangchen, is delaying useful?"

He then responded to Thunder King negotiating things.

King Lei said coldly: "Ten thousand years is impossible. Our Holy Emperor can only give you a thousand years at most. This is the final bottom line. If you still want to add more, then let our princess be loyal to the great cause of the dynasty. Bar."

Xiang Chen said coldly: "Five thousand years."

The Thunder King sneered, and then a divine thunder of destruction fell, and the ten prisoners of war were instantly reduced to ashes.

"Would you like to try again?"

Xiang Chen clenched his fists, and it was obvious that the other party knew his intentions.

"Okay, deal, then it's a thousand years!"

Xiang Chen relented, it would be good to have one more year.

"I promise that no one will attack Beiminghai again within a thousand years."

At this time, a majestic voice echoed directly between heaven and earth.

As soon as this sound came out, it became a law-like existence.

In the voice of the Holy Wizard Emperor, he made a public commitment.

Xiang Chen smiled and said: "Senior Holy Emperor Renyi, please release all our prisoners of war, and we will also release Princess Yongle."

"Let go." The voice of the Holy Wizard Emperor sounded faintly.

"Release them, stop all attacks on Beiminghai in all war zones." King Lei was extremely aggrieved and ordered all prisoners of war to be released.

He engraved the name Xiang Chen firmly in his heart. It was the first time that he remembered the name of an ant so deeply.

Xiang Chen had absorbed the fire of purgatory, and he admired this woman a little. Except that he was caught off guard at first, and then he didn't even scream at all.

Di Xuan'er looked at Xiang Chen with iceberg-like hatred in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "One day, you and your Jiutian will suffer my wrath."

"Go away. If you don't go away, I'm afraid you will have to bear my anger now." Xiang Chen untied her sealed divine handcuffs.

Soon, the prisoners of war flew into Bei Minghai's camp and were immediately taken down.

And Di Xuan'er also returned to the people of the Witch God Dynasty.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" King Lei asked in a low voice, holding back his frustration.

Di Xuan'er shook her head, looking at Beiminghai with cold eyes, and said: "In a thousand years, I will come here again, personally lead people to destroy Beiminghai, and capture Xiang Chen."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and disappeared.

Seeing her leaving, King Lei said indifferently: "The army has been stationed outside all the divine realms in the Beiming Sea for a thousand years. I'm going to question you when a mosquito flies out from the Beiming Sea."

"promise!"

The commanders and generals on the front line quickly agreed.

In the Holy Palace, in front of the Holy Emperor Wu Shen were placed all the detailed information about Jiutian and Xiang Chen in Jiutian.

"Jiu'er, this successor of yours is good, but this time he was too clever but was mistaken for his cleverness." The information in front of the Holy Wizard Emperor turned into nothingness, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Xiang Chen, little guy, I want to see how many tricks you can play with me."