“You… do you really want to be my enemy?” The Saint Prince was silent. As he spoke, the devilish energy that awakened in him instantly shook the wind and clouds. His hair and beard stood on end, and he looked so terrifying.
It was not until this time that the demon clan suddenly remembered that the other party's biological father had dominated the demon clan's territory for ten thousand years, and he was the only bloodline of the Holy Emperor back then. In addition to the way of fighting, he also had the bloodline of the Great Sage.
Countless people could not stand the dazzling gaze and turned their heads away. The thought of retreat that arose in their hearts instantly spread throughout their bodies. They were not as fearless as the human cultivators. Instead, they would immediately flee after realizing that something was wrong.
This is not only due to their nature, but also a wise choice. The demon race is inherently ignorant. If a cultivator has achieved great success, they may still respect the way of heaven, but in their eyes, the most important thing is totem and bloodline.
At this time, the Holy Prince suppressed everyone with the power of his bloodline, so they naturally could not resist. In addition, the general trend was that there were two semi-saints and several super-terrifying demonic powers on the opposite side. How could they fight against them
Someone turned around and started to run away. Once one person started running, it triggered a chain reaction. Almost in an instant, most of the people ran away. Countless streams of light rang in the void. Without the power of the Heavenly Dao, there would be no painful separation from the Heavenly Dao like the Holy Prince.
Most of them were bloodline inheritors, passed down from generation to generation, so when they went in the opposite direction, although they were also stripped away by the way of heaven, compared with the Holy Prince, it was almost a world of difference. Although they would suffer unparalleled trauma, they still managed to save their lives in the end.
Seeing that most of the demon cultivators had fled, the human cultivators were extremely anxious and terrified. If they all left, what could they use to fight against these people
Almost at this moment, the Heavenly Dao became furious, and a will of rules appeared directly in the hearts of many human cultivators. It was an order that had to be obeyed. Even cultivators who wanted to retreat could not resist.
Compared with the demon race, the cultivation of Taoism by the human race is too profound, so that once they change direction and violate the will of heaven, they will almost suffer a catastrophic disaster.
"An act that goes against the will of heaven is already a heinous crime. If we let you endure the tribulation today, how can we face the people in the future?" A powerful cultivator of the human race walked out with a bang.
The aura he carried was earth-shaking. Everyone didn't take it seriously at first, but when they saw his cultivation level, they actually gasped. This unprepossessing old man was actually a semi-saint.
With his appearance, the crowd became turbulent, and countless cultivators walked out, including several semi-saints and countless cultivators at the peak of the Dao Transformation Realm. They had been hiding in the dark, watching the situation develop.
Originally, he wanted to take advantage of their melee so that he wouldn't have to take any action and could just pretend to do something. But now it seems that this is obviously not going to work.
The demon clan's desertion from the battlefield made them lose the initiative. If they did not fight this battle, they would all be punished by heaven, especially these semi-saint-level beings, the backlash they suffered would be unprecedented.
That's why they come out one by one. This is a war without right or wrong, only stance. Different stances lead to different opinions. In this case, an unprecedented crisis is bound to occur.
"Big Brother, are you ready to fight?" Gai Jiuyou was in high spirits, still arranging the people walking out in front of him, as if they were just cabbages on the roadside, not worth mentioning at all. A natural arrogance made the corners of his mouth almost reach the roots of his neck.
Everyone was furious and looking at the young Gai Jiuyou, their faces turned red with arrogance. Thinking back to their previous intention to retreat, they felt even more ashamed and angry.
"Fight!" Qian Shangli was silent, holding the green steel sword, and provoking Tai Chi Samsara to take the lead. Since it is inevitable, why not destroy the world
His opponent was, naturally, the old man who was walking towards him. Half-saint against half-saint, he wanted to see who was stronger. Li Ge also laughed out loud, showing no fear.
"Fuck you, you immortal boss! Today, Grandpa Hu will let you have a taste of my magical power." Hu Zi was furious, but his eyes were filled with uncontrollable bloodshot and an excitement that came from his soul.
He leaned on the spot, closed his eyes, and soon began to snore. But at the moment of snoring, his eyes opened. His pupils were dull, but there was a lingering sense of endless rules.
All the ancient emperors and strong men of the human race who came into contact with this gaze yawned, fell down with a bang, and floated in the void. The sound of snoring immediately spread throughout the universe. At this critical moment, they actually fell asleep.
"Dream-entering magical power, don't look into his eyes." Someone shouted loudly, but it was too late. In an instant, nearly one-tenth of the monks fell into a deep sleep.
"This is too much!" The old man roared wildly, like a roar, instantly waking up some monks who were about to fall asleep. His voice was like thunder, and his eyes shot out a captivating blood-red light. In his hand, he held an ancient magic weapon, which was the thing that made him famous as a semi-saint.
All of a sudden, an extremely powerful aura burst out, and at the moment of the burst, it contained a kind of semi-saint pressure, just like his incarnation. Although not as powerful as Qian Shangli, it was still extraordinarily ferocious.
"You will die!"
The old man was determined to kill Hu Zi first. Although Hu Zi did not have the strength of a semi-saint, his ability to enter dreams was too strange. He could make most of them fall asleep or die without shedding blood.
Howling in the sky, as the old man approached, a huge white tiger suddenly appeared in the void. It turned out that he was not a pure human, but a half-human, half-demon.
The aura emitted by the white tiger was so powerful that all the ancient emperors changed their expressions. All along, the three thousand ancient emperors were the strongest existences in the spiritual world, but now it seems that this is not the case. Countless old monsters are like fossils, hiding in the dark. They have no heart to fight for hegemony, but only one heart to pursue the Tao. Otherwise, if they want to become kings and fight for hegemony, which ancient emperor can stop their bloody conquest
Hu Zi stepped back. He was no match for this semi-saint, but he was not a fool either. He would not rush forward to fight with him for the sake of face.
Almost at the moment he retreated, Qian Shangli turned around and looked at the old man who wanted to kill Hu Zi. His brows were furrowed, almost twisted, and a huge murderous intent was released in an instant.
"Old man, you have white hair, and you have lived enough. Let me save you today and send you to reincarnation." His sword was weaving, and the reincarnation force was crushing over. Almost in the blink of an eye, it arrived above the white tiger. The sharp murderous intent filled the sky. With a loud bang, the two shook, and the white tiger disappeared, but the Tai Chi reincarnation still crushed the old man below with an unparalleled momentum.