The battle was raging outside, but such a sentence suddenly came from the space passage, which made people feel surprised.
Although this sentence was subtle, it spread throughout the entire underground space in an instant, and no matter how loud the sound of the battle of spells was, everyone could hear it clearly.
"Master, wait a moment, there is a fight ahead, let me clear the place."
A muddy and weak voice came next.
It seemed low, but in an instant, it was like a flood that broke a bank and rolled away in all directions.
The sound was coming and going, and even the extremely chaotic spatial movements were stabilized at this moment, as if the extremely cold air was rolling in and freezing everything.
This kind of magical power of sound that can affect chaotic spaces is not inferior to the masters of immortals and demon gods in terms of degree.
Immediately, an old monk in white walked out of the light door.
He had white hair, wrinkles on his face, and his waist seemed to be a little unable to straighten up.
Only the eyes that looked around were filled with emotion.
There was a flash of light.
As soon as the old monk appeared, Xuanhuo Immortal separated from the Demon God of Destruction and Meng, escaped from here, and landed around Xuan Lin and others.
His magical power was used to alleviate their predicament in an instant.
However, Miemeng stared at the dying old man who came out of the light gate with fear in his heart.
He knew very well that this space channel was not the best time to activate the connection at this time, and it would not be easy even for a divine clone to come over.
Even with his cultivation level, even if he travels back and forth in a stable time, he will still be in great danger.
It is difficult to do it silently, without a trace of sound.
In serious cases, it can even affect the stability of the entire space channel. xg.
Before, he took a risk and used his natal magical powers to force his way through.
As a result, he was seriously injured and had to undergo mental recuperation for decades, but he has not fully recovered yet.
However, the other party seemed to come out easily, and this magical power was really moving.
The Demon God of Mie Meng retreated, and Xuanhuo Immortal's help also made the other demon cultivators stop and avoid it.
The scene became silent for a moment, and there was no longer the roaring and endless fighting before.
"Steward Liu.
Where is it outside?
Is it really Haoyuan Continent?"
The voice that asked before came again.
A white figure slowly walked out of the light door.
"This space passage is too small and has no courage at all.
The demon clan seems to be withering more and more.
Alas, it is so heart-wrenching to think of the Three Saints back then.
What kind of Dragon King is this?
There is really no predecessor.
A little bit of spirit.”
Immediately the white figure muttered.
Although the sound was a little faint, everyone present had stopped fighting, so they could still hear it clearly.
A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.
I saw that he was fair-skinned and handsome, dressed elegantly in white.
He was truly a proud young master.
His grace was so wonderful that no one present could compare with him.
He didn't know who the Three Saints and the Dragon King he mentioned were, but when Chu He saw the sudden change in Miemeng's face, he could guess something: those four people should all be great magical powers of the demon clan.
Otherwise, how could this demon god master's face change drastically.
"Young master, it is indeed Haoyuan Continent.
It seems that our path is correct."
The old monk in white bowed and replied, looking extremely humble.
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"I dare to ask, senior, but he is a friend of His Majesty the Dragon King."
Demon God Mie Meng opened his mouth.
Apparently after some uncertain thinking, he finally asked with his arms folded and bowed.
The Demon God of Miemeng kept such a low profile, which made the demon cultivators several miles away secretly burst into uproar: Only in front of the Lord God, could such a high-ranking and powerful man in the divine realm have such a low profile.
What happened to the two people who suddenly appeared?
What an identity.
"I'm not familiar with the Dragon King.
Young master, let's go.
Don't stop here for these ants.
Finish the matter early, otherwise the master will say it again."
The old monk ignored Miemeng and continued to talk to the young man.
"Okay."
The handsome young man listened to the old man's words and did not object.
The Ant Destroyer and Meng Demon God clenched his fists, but did not dare to move rashly.
The cultivation level of the two could not be seen clearly, and they were clearly at least one level higher than his own.
If he took action rashly, it would really be the same as seeking death.
If such masters come to the lower realm, they should be greatly weakened by the checks and balances of the laws of heaven and earth.
For example, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor and the Divine General cannot come easily.
Why are the two of them so calm and calm.
Are the two of them cultivating in the Pure Yang Immortal Realm?
But why can’t they sense it themselves?
They are still cultivating in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Demon God Mie Meng's mind became a little confused.
"Who are you?
You dare to be so arrogant in front of the Demon God, and even His Majesty the Dragon Emperor doesn't look down on you.
Do you know how the word "death" is written?"
He stood up with a roar, and a tall demon cultivator emerged from the crowd.
Pointing at the two people in the air, they cursed.
This guy is one of the confidants of the Destroy Meng Demon God.
He has always had a bad temper.
When he saw his master being looked down upon by others, of course he couldn't help but come out to help.
Seeing him coming out of the crowd, the other demon kings yelled and cursed, but they cursed in their hearts: Idiot, the demon god has bowed and humbled himself and is willing to accept the courtesy of a junior.
Why are you coming out and roaring this time?
No one can really do it.
I can save you, you idiot.
This old man and young man are simply untouchable, and even the Demon God doesn't seem to be qualified enough.
"Oh."
When the old monk in white heard this, he couldn't help but turn his eyes and stopped at the demon king in disguise.
"What are you looking at, old man?"
The guy cursed uncontrollably.
"Bang" In an instant, the transformed demon king suddenly exploded into a mass of blood mist, from which not even the demonic elixir could escape.
"Noisy flies, young master, look at it."
The old monk twitched his brows, and his sharp eyes that could penetrate directly into the heart of an individual swept the scene.
Everyone who looked at him felt a chill in their hearts.
However, no one dares to speak provocatively again.
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A few miles away, he could kill an intermediate-level demon king from a distance without any effort.
The most terrifying thing is that no one present can detect the slightest hint of his methods.
He will die as soon as he thinks about it.
When will the demon king in disguise become so fragile?
Immediately, all the demon cultivators present seemed to have a heavy layer of lead hanging on their bodies, and it was difficult to even breathe.
Even a demon king who wanted to inspire resistance in the magical realm suddenly discovered that the aura and true energy around him was no longer the same.
No matter how hard you try, it still doesn't work.
This restraint has not weakened it by half, but has increased the power of suppression a lot.
At this moment, except for the Demon God of Destruction and Meng, all the demon cultivators present were like fish meat on a chopping board, ready to be cut by the opponent in any way they wanted.
"Forget it, it's the Tianjian Sect who's here this time.
It's not good to be troublesome.
Just think of it for the sake of the Great Sage Tianlong and let's go."
The young man waved his hand, looking a little uninterested.
After a while, the two men disappeared without a trace
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