Bai Wuliang, Zangxu and Chi Kongjue were plotting there. The reason why they were so wary of the six true gods was not only because they wanted to monopolize the wordless heavenly book, but the most crucial thing was that among the six true gods there were no true gods from the celestial race, the buried god race and the witch race.
Millions of years have passed, and they have no idea what the current situation in the God Realm is like. They also don't know the plight of the Celestials, the Burial Gods, and the Witches, so they dare not act rashly!
In the end, Bai Wuliang, Zang Xu and Chi Kongjue chose to show up at the same time. With the three of them joining forces, even if the six true gods wanted to deal with them, they would be able to escape unscathed.
Moreover, they also believe that the wordless heavenly book should be more attractive to the six true gods!
"Greetings to the six fellow Taoists!"
There was a flash of light in the void, and Bai Wuliang, Zang Xu and Chi Kongjue appeared together in front of the six true gods.
Boom!
The three of them exuded an extremely powerful aura, and each of them displayed the cultivation level of a True God.
"People from the Celestial Clan, the Burial God Clan, and the Witch Clan?!"
There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the six true gods, and when they saw Bai Wuliang and the other two appear, there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Bai Wuliang and the other two did not conceal their aura and cultivation, so the six true gods easily saw through their origins.
"You six fellow Taoists are from the God Realm, right? We know the whereabouts of the Wordless Heavenly Book. It is currently in the Ancient Land of the Heavenly Demons. If you go too late, it will probably fall into the hands of the Demon King Po Xun!"
Bai Wuliang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he looked at the six true gods in front of him and spoke slowly.
Only at this time did he see clearly the appearance of the six true gods.
Leading the group was a young man wearing black armor and holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji. He was fully armored, had an extremely powerful aura, and was extraordinary and heroic. His face was completely hidden in the helmet, revealing only a pair of extremely cold eyes.
An old woman holding a cane and wearing a white robe, with a childlike face and white hair, a pair of eyes full of indifference and sharpness, and an unparalleled powerful sword intent emanating from her whole body.
A big man with a demonic aura all over his body, wearing animal skins, with muscular body, powerful aura, carrying a sky-splitting axe, and an extremely strong body.
The last three true gods are: a middle-aged man with a ghostly aura, as if hidden in the void; a young man wearing golden armor with golden light flowing all over his body; and a general sitting on a Decepticon beast, with a murderous aura and an endless spirit of iron and blood conquest.
"It turns out that he is the true god of the War God Temple, the Supreme Dao Palace, the Heaven Devouring Sect, the Heavenly Ghost Clan, the Golden Clan, and the Tyrant God Kingdom?"
Bai Wuliang recognized the origins of the six people almost instantly, and his whole body trembled slightly.
Among these six major forces, the Temple of War God and the Supreme Taoist Palace can almost be said to be the most powerful holy places in the entire God Realm, with terrifying strength. The Heaven-Swallowing Sect, the Sky Ghost Clan, the Golden Clan, and the Tyrant God Kingdom, although slightly weaker, are also extremely powerful.
The forces behind the six true gods made Bai Wuliang, Zang Xu and Chi Kongjue extremely wary.
When Bai Wuliang and the other two were sizing up the six true gods, the six true gods before them were also sizing up at them.
The young man in the War God Temple, who was wearing black armor, had a sharp look in his eyes and said calmly, "What do you mean? How much fighting power does the Demon King Po Xun have left now?"
He seemed not surprised at the appearance of strong men from the Celestial Clan, the Burial God Clan, and the Witch Clan. After all, since he came from the God Realm, he naturally had an in-depth understanding of the battle that took place a million years ago. With the lifespans of Bai Wuliang and the other two, there was no problem for them to survive until now.
However, the name of the Demon King Poxun made the six true gods change color slightly. Obviously, they were very clear about the horrible meaning of this name.
"Now, Ling Xiao, the inheritor of the Red Dragon God of War, is leading many powerful men to fight against the Demon King Poxun in the Ancient Land of Heavenly Demons. However, the Demon King Poxun is too powerful. I am afraid that they may not be able to resist! Don't worry, the Demon King Poxun should only have the combat power of the perfect True God Realm now, and he has been severely injured!"
Bai Wuliang understood the concerns in the hearts of the six true gods and spoke slowly.
If the name of the Demon King Poxun scares them away, then the result would be more trouble than gain.
"The Red Dragon War God actually already has a successor? Does this mean that Ling Xiao has inherited the legacy of the Red Dragon War God?"
The young man from the Temple of War's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his face became slightly gloomy.
"That's right! Not only did he obtain the Wordless Heavenly Book, but he also practiced the God of War Art, becoming a god in his physical body. His strength is extremely powerful!"
Bai Wuliang said calmly and recounted everything that had happened during this period.
When the young man from the War God Temple heard that Ling Xiao had obtained the Wordless Heavenly Book and had even practiced the War God Technique, his face became increasingly gloomy, and he even revealed a hint of murderous intent.
"Where is the ancient land of the demons? Let's go!"
The young man from the Temple of War God spoke lightly, but the coldness and murderous intent in his voice had penetrated deep into his bones.
Bai Wuliang and Zangxu looked at each other secretly, and then the three of them, with their six true gods, flew towards the ancient land of the Heavenly Demon.
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In the ancient land of the demon.
Almost all the powerful demons and demon gods were slaughtered. The land was like a river of blood and mountains of corpses, just like the Asura Hell.
Not only the powerful demons, but also the powerful ones from the major holy places suffered heavy losses and died at the hands of the demons. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Above the void, four demon-suppressing temples floated above the sky. Endless chaotic mist filled the air, suppressing the Demon King Poxun.
The Seven Evils Gourd was flowing with seven colors of light, dazzling and brilliant. It was also mysterious and unpredictable, containing an incomparably vast power that enveloped the chaotic mist.
With the addition of the Seven Evil Gourds, Ling Zun, Yao Sheng, Yue Mu and Buddha were able to breathe a sigh of relief, but they were almost exhausted and had hardly any strength to fight again.
In particular, the residual souls of the Demon Saint and Moon Mother have completely dissipated, and only the Spirit Lord and the Buddha are still holding on.
The old goat's eyes were filled with sadness. Although he knew that what he saw was only a remnant soul of the Demon Saint, he still felt as if his father was by his side and had never left.
The Moon Goddess had the most complicated feelings. She originally thought that the Moon Mother would take over her body and completely occupy her physical body, but she did not expect that the Moon Mother merely borrowed her body to launch the final battle against the Demon King Poxun, and before her death, she completely gave the Moon Mother's inheritance to the Moon Goddess.
The Moon Goddess was in a trance, feeling as if she were the Moon Mother herself.
Although the demons have been wiped out, everyone's eyes are still filled with tension and anticipation. They all expect Ling Xiao to completely kill the Demon King Po Xun.
(End of this chapter)