"This feeling...can you say...?!!!"
At this moment, Xing Jue felt a great threat, and there was probably only one person in the world who could make him feel such a threat, and that was the Holy God.
And now this feeling has appeared among his colleagues, which inevitably makes Xing Jue feel that the Holy Spirit, who has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, may be about to appear.
"Boom, boom, boom"
Suddenly, thunderous roars resounded from the distance, and the sealing barrier created by Xing Jue and Ling Wang Ren was actually disintegrating.
"Uh-huh."
The barrier was broken, and the black arrogance that filled the sky turned into Wang Ren again and fell into Xingjue's hands.
Xingjue was also awakened by such a scene. He looked at the sky again and found that the eyes he had seen before were gone, and the aura that threatened his life had also dissipated.
However, at this moment, an aura that cannot be underestimated is rapidly approaching, or is already approaching.
"what is that?"
At this moment, a dark purple arrogance came from afar, and there were many figures in the arrogance.
The battle flags were waving among the figures, and wild beasts were roaring. It was a large army, a very powerful army.
"Demon?!"
Just when people were wondering who the sacred person was, Xingjue had already sensed who it was. It turned out to be one of the eight tribes absent from the eight tribes ceremony, the demon tribe.
Sure enough, not long after Xing Jue finished speaking, the demon army was already pressing forward, and in the blink of an eye they formed a confrontation with the soul soldiers and generals.
"Demons? Are they also here to submit to Xingjue? No, they don't look like they are here to submit."
Seeing the demons, many powerful people present were puzzled, especially the other tribes who had deep contacts with the demons.
Because no matter how you look at it, the current demon clan's formation does not look like they are coming to submit, but more like they are coming to challenge.
"Huh? Isn't that a punishment? Isn't it true that you didn't die?"
"Haha, it seems that we have all underestimated you and your Soul Eater clan!"
The leader of the demon clan looked at the scene in front of him, the crowd of people kneeling in front of Xing Jue, and the immortal clan members who were almost slaughtered.
He was so sophisticated that he could see through the truth of the matter at a glance. He already knew that Xing Jue had occupied this place and all the people here.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, whether it's the Immortal Clan or your Soul-Eating Clan, after today, it will be my Demon Clan that will dominate the Holy Land!"
But facing the millions of soul soldiers and soul generals in Xing Jue, facing the countless top experts, not only did the Demon Clan leader not show any fear, but he suddenly burst out laughing crazily.
That smile was full of ambition, that smile was full of arrogance, so arrogant that he didn't even take the people present in his eyes.
"You demon tribe is indeed very ambitious and harbors the idea of dominating the Holy Domain. However, I advise you to clearly see the situation in front of you. You do not understand the power of Lord Xingjue at all."
"That's not something you, the demon clan, can contend with at all. You should surrender to Lord Xingjue honestly. Maybe Lord Xingjue can let you, the demon clan, have a way out!"
As soon as the Demon Clan leader finished speaking, before Xing Jue could reply, the Blood Emperor, the Blood Clan leader who had just surrendered to Xing Jue, began to sneer at the Demon Clan leader.
Moreover, at this moment, many people kept their eyes like this, looking at the demons as if they were looking at a joke.
Having seen the power of Xingjue, they all felt that the demons were like clowns, and challenging Xingjue was obviously asking for trouble.
"The demons are indeed known as the strongest of the eight ancient tribes. It seems that you have kept a low profile these years and it is not without reason."
"Now that he's here, there's no need to hide him. Let the true leader of your clan come out." But compared to others, Xing Jue looked extremely dignified.
Because Xingjue felt from the beginning that there was a very powerful character hidden in this seemingly not very strong demon army.
It was that person who broke the sealing barrier of Ling Wangren, it was that person who made Xing Jue feel a hint of threat, and that person was currently hiding in the demon army.
Even though he was extremely hidden, even though he had hidden his aura, Xing Jue still felt his presence.
A very terrifying figure with monstrous aura and murderous thoughts is among the demon army.
"What? Did the demons come prepared?" Xing Jue's words immediately caused an uproar among everyone.
"Haha, awesome, awesome. Did you notice it from the beginning?"
"As expected of a member of the Soul-Eating Clan, and worthy of being feared by the Immortal Emperor, you are truly worthy of the punishment."
At the same time, the Demon Clan leader suddenly clapped his hands towards Xing Jue, his eyes full of admiration, but his actions also acknowledged what Xing Jue said.
"Since you have seen through it, I will let you see the real trump card of my demon clan!"
"Shua"
The Demon Clan leader waved his palm, and the army behind him suddenly changed its formation. A road lined with figures emerged, and at this moment, a tall figure was slowly coming out of the road.
"Huhuhu~~~~~~~~"
At this moment, there was no violent storm, no thunder and lightning, and it was extremely peaceful.
But in people's hearts, waves of waves were set off, harsh sounds of life sounded in their ears, and an invisible coercion was sweeping over everyone present.
"Plop..."
For a time, countless figures fell to their knees. They didn't want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts, but they could no longer control their bodies.
"What a powerful king, this person is actually a high-level Shura War Saint!"
When that man exuded coercion, Xing Jue, who was still calm, suddenly frowned and was shocked.
Because he was shocked to find that the person's aura was far away on the Yigui Road, which also meant that this person's cultivation had reached the level of a high-level Shura War Saint.
At this moment, Xingjue wanted to use his own strength to help everyone resolve this pressure, but at this moment, he could only protect himself. As for others, he was powerless.
At this moment, the figure of that person finally became clearer, and a tall figure finally appeared in people's sight.
This was actually a young man. His black hair was shawl, dancing like a wild snake. Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, there were a pair of extremely terrifying eyes.
It was scary because there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was just a puppet being manipulated.
"Zhang Zheng, it's you!!"
When this person appeared, the Demon Emperor was most surprised. What surprised him was not this person's extraordinary strength, but his familiar face.
"Zhang Zheng? Could it be?"
Seeing the Demon Emperor's expression of joy and surprise, Xing Jue's heart also stirred up waves, and he suddenly thought of a character who had disappeared for nearly ten thousand years.
"Demon Emperor, he is actually still alive!"
"It's actually the Demon Emperor!!!"
Just as Xing Zhizhi thought, many people have recognized this person's origin at this moment. He is none other than the Demon Emperor Zhang Zheng, who has disappeared for nearly ten thousand years and is the head of the Eight Ancient Emperors.
"Haha, he is indeed still alive, but he is just a living killing tool." At this moment, the demon clan leader suddenly laughed.
"Didn't you say that you have killed the Demon Emperor?" the Blood Emperor asked with shock on his face.
"Kill the Demon Emperor? Do you think we, the Demon Clan, will be as self-righteous as the Moon Clan and the Monster Clan? Killing the heroes of the race, and the reason is just to preserve the purest power of blood?"
"To tell you the truth, from the beginning, my demon clan has never had the idea of killing the demon emperor."
"We have only one purpose in cultivating him, and that is to refine him into the most powerful killing tool in the world, so that we, the Demon Clan, can conquer the Holy Land." The leader of the Demon Clan sneered.
"What on earth did you do to Zhang Zheng?" The Demon Emperor, who had a deep relationship with the Demon Emperor, asked loudly.
"What did you do? It was just a special way to send it into the demon refining furnace of my demon clan for refining."
"But I have to say that the Demon Emperor is really very strong. In order to seal him into the Demon Refining Furnace, we lost several Supreme Elders of our Demon Clan, all of whom are seniors at the Shura War Saint level."
"That's why our demon clan has been so low-key these years, because without the protection of the Shura War Saint, we really can't compete with other clans."
"But fortunately, the painstaking efforts of my demon seniors were not in vain. After nearly ten thousand years of refining, Demon Emperor Zhang Zheng was finally trained by my demon clan into the strongest killing tool."
"Now he is a high-level Shura War Saint, the highest realm in the world, standing at the pinnacle that no one can reach." The leader of the demon tribe continued, and his emotions became extremely excited when he said this.
"What? High-level Shura War Saint? Isn't this level the same as Hun Wuji back then?!"
However, everyone was stunned when they heard this, because it was said that the Holy God was only a high-level Shura War Saint.
If the Demon Emperor has really reached this realm, doesn't he have power comparable to the Holy God? This is really unacceptable.
Because since ancient times, the high-level Shura War Saint has been like an altar, and few people can reach that level. But those who have reached that level are existences comparable to the Holy God, and are undoubtedly not big figures who shock the world.
In history, the most recent high-level Shura War Saint was Hun Wuji, who pushed the Soul Eater clan to the position of king of the Holy Realm and led the clans to repel the army of the Nether Realm.
If the Demon Emperor has really entered this realm, then it is obvious that there is basically no one who can compete with him, only the Holy God who controls the artifact.
"Xing Jue, this is not good. That guy really has the cultivation of a high-level Shura War Saint, and the power of his bloodline is already comparable to that of Hun Wuji back then."
"Faced with such a guy, even I, the Saint, can't compete!" At this moment, Ling Wang Ren's voice suddenly sounded in Xing Determined, full of worry.
"Everyone, you don't have to be afraid. Our Demon Clan has always been fair. As long as you are willing to surrender to me and serve our Demon Clan, I will never make things difficult for you." The leader of the Demon Clan said with a slight smile.
Hearing his words, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, because no matter what, at least their lives could be saved for the time being.
But none of them agreed. Instead, they set their sights on the execution.
In any case, they had already submitted to Xing Jue before, and Xing Jue was their current leader.
Moreover, they were still not sure whether the Demon Emperor had become a high-level Shura War Saint, and they had seen the method of Xing Jue with their own eyes, so they did not dare to betray Xing Jue.
"What if I don't agree?"
Xing Jue smiled faintly, he knew that if other people surrendered to the demons, the demons would definitely let them live, but even if he surrendered, the demons would definitely not let him go.
Instead of facing death, the execution would naturally have to be a struggle.
"If this is the case, then there is nothing I can do."
"Demon Emperor, go and let this ignorant Soul-Eating Clan brat see your power to destroy the world!" The Demon Clan leader waved his hand at the Demon Emperor beside him.
At this moment, the Demon Emperor's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and an unprecedented sense of oppression was already emanating from his body.