With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

"No, spare me, I, the Bronze Emperor, am willing to surrender, willing...ah."

Just when all the powerful men looked at the high priest, a scream suddenly came from the sky again.

See!

The body of the Demon Lord turned into a million feet in size, and a big foot stepped on the Bronze Emperor.

Everything collapsed and the laws retreated wherever he passed, and the suppressed void kept trembling, as if the end of the world was coming.

Below!

The Bronze Emperor shouted while quickly supporting himself with both hands, his whole body was constantly fluctuating, and his eyes were full of fear.

But the Demon Lord's big foot was only slowed down by one thousandth of a breath, and then fell directly and ruthlessly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shocking vibration sound resounded across a million miles, and the Demon Lord's big foot directly left a thousand-mile footprint on the land of the Barbarian State below.

After a breath!

The aftermath between heaven and earth slowly dissipated!

The Demon Lord stood above the sky in a battle robe. Although his breath was messy and weak, his eyes were still domineering.

But the aura of the Bronze Emperor completely disappeared. It was obvious that the kick of the Demon Lord just now had crushed the Bronze Emperor into ashes.

Boom.!

Boom!

Thunder roared again, drops of blood rain slowly fell from the sky, and endless sadness filled the world.

"So strong, the Demon Lord actually crushed the Bronze Emperor into ashes with one kick, it's too scary."

"As expected of the Demon Lord, the strongest man in the East Region, the peak Heavenly Lord killed the second level of the Emperor, which is unique even in ancient times."

The strong men in the East Region had not recovered from the shock of the High Priest killing the Sword Emperor, and they were shocked again by the Demon Lord killing the Bronze Emperor.

Hiss!

"Cough cough... Damn, I can't even breathe in the cool air, so I have to breathe in a big mouthful of blood rain."

The dog-headed man coughed and muttered angrily.

The Demon Lord ignored the expressions of the people below, took a step and flew quickly to the side of the high priest, saying:

"Old witch, you only have a few hundred years of life left, why do you want to waste it like this?"

The high priest half-lying in the void, coughed twice and said:

"Ahem..., they bullied the East Region a million years ago, and I had no power to resist at that time, and could only watch the East Region being sealed."

"Now a million years have passed, how can I watch them bully the East Region again. Besides, I only have such a short life span, what's the point of keeping it."

Alas!

The Demon Lord showed a trace of helplessness on his cold face, and sighed deeply.

"Lord Demon Lord, please help save the high priest, you are so powerful that there must be a way, right?"

Wu Zhantian raised his head and looked at the Demon Lord with expectation, but the answer to him was another sigh from the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord had just checked the body of the high priest with his mind, and it was completely decayed.

Even the soul is full of dense cracks, like a broken porcelain being glued together.

Such injuries can no longer be cured by the power of medicine, unless there are some legendary top secret treasures.

Otherwise!

It can't play any role at all, and it can't even increase lifespan by a few days.

"Zhantian, don't be sad, everything has fate, and I calculated this day in the last deduction, cough... cough..."

"Impossible, I, Wu Zhantian, don't believe in fate. You named me Zhantian, didn't you want me to break the fate?"

"There must be a way, there must be a deduction, by the way, the Demon Sect, the future of the East Region, Zhou Qiong, he must have a way"

Wu Zhantian instantly thought of the last time he talked with the high priest, the other party told him that the future of the East Region lies in Zhou Qiong.

Looking at the high priest who was about to die, Wu Zhantian turned around without any hesitation and went to the flying carriage.

"Eh!"

"What is Wu Zhantian going to do? Why is he heading towards the flying sedan? Is he angry that Zhou Qiong didn't help him just now?"

The strong men in the Eastern Region frowned as they watched Wu Zhantian's actions, not knowing what he was going to do.

Some people initially suspected that Wu Zhantian was angry that Zhou Qiong didn't help the high priest just now, but this idea was denied as soon as it appeared.

Because!

Although Zhou Qiong killed the Silver Emperor in seconds just now, it was obviously using the power of the magic knife.

His own strength should be around the top of the Heavenly Venerable, so it is normal that he didn't help.

In the puzzled eyes of all the strong men!

Wu Zhantian stood directly in front of the flying sedan, with a flash of determination in his eyes, without the slightest hesitation.

Plop! (_ _)

Wu Zhantian knelt directly in front of Zhou Qiong and said loudly:

"I am Wu Zhantian, the patriarch of the Wu clan. I am willing to lead the Wu clan to submit to the Demon Cult. I only ask Master Zhou to save the life of our high priest."

Shut up!

Wu Zhantian looked at Zhou Qiong with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of expectation, and he was afraid that Zhou Qiong would say that he couldn't save him.

Surrender to the Demon Cult?

Zhou Qiong, who was sitting on the magic dragon chair, frowned, and then said in a cold voice:

"You want to negotiate with me, and use the Wu clan's surrender in exchange for me saving your clan's high priest."

Wu Zhantian nodded hurriedly when he heard that Zhou Qiong didn't directly deny it.

"Do you think I care about the Wu clan? Are you qualified to negotiate with me?"

Zhou Qiong's cold voice resounded between heaven and earth, and all the strong men changed their faces when they heard it.

Even the Demon Lord who was watching Wu Lao's battle situation above the sky glanced in the direction of the flying chariot.

Worthy?

Wu Zhantian kept echoing these two words in his mind, and his heart first surged with endless anger, and then quickly calmed down.

"Yeah, what confidence does the Wu Clan have to negotiate with the Demon Cult now? I'm afraid that the Demon Head Zhou has already thought about how to destroy the Wu Clan."

Wu Zhantian laughed at himself, his eyes full of despair.

The Wu Clan, which originally stood at the top of the Eastern Region, now has the strongest high priest who is about to die.

Although his strength is okay, he is only at the eighth or ninth level of the Heavenly Venerable. What is he to Zhou Qiong, who just killed the Silver Emperor with one sword.

The Wu Clan, which has hindered the Demon Cult from unifying Yangzhou, may have long been regarded as a thorn in the eyes and a thorn in the flesh by the other party.

Wu Zhantian smiled bitterly twice and was about to get up and leave!

He decided to send the body of the high priest back to the ancestral land first, and then lead the tribe to move out of Yangzhou.

Suddenly!

A domineering voice appeared in Wu Zhantian's ears!

"The outer door guardian of this seat of the Demon Cult is still short of two positions. Are you two willing to take them?"

Bang!

Wu Zhantian suddenly raised his head, staring at Zhou Qiong's figure, and his brain began to work rapidly.

The other party did not agree to rescue their own high priest!

But let the two of them become the outer guardians of the Demon Cult?

Yes!

The high priest is already dying? Is it necessary to accept a dead person as a guardian?

Then!

Zhou Qiong may really have a way to rescue the high priest!

Thinking of this!

Wu Zhantian said loudly without hesitation:

"Wu Zhantian, the current patriarch of the Wu clan, is willing to join the Demon Cult as an outer guardian, and is willing to become an outer guardian for the high priest Yingdao."

"From now on, follow the lead of the leader of the Demon Cult. If you disobey, heaven and earth will destroy you together."

"Okay!"

Zhou Qiong, sitting on the magic dragon chair, nodded, looked at the high priest in the distance, and said domineeringly:

"Since you are the guardian of this Demon Cult, then you can't die unless I let you die."