hed a ceasefire agreement with the Nine-Eyed Demon Falcon. 。Lu Xia Tian quickly recounted the ins and outs of the situation. 。The Nine-Eyed Demon Owl wasn't stupid. It knew that someone was taking ad..."That's right, the former chaotic demon domain was a loose collection of entities. For many years, they had been beaten down by the invading demonic army. Now, foreign demon tribes also want to join in on the fun and see if we agree." The red-scaled crocodile demon roared, revealing its true form. Its thick tail swept out with a powerful flash of light.
The old man in the white pointed hat snorted coldly. He had dealt with Lu Xia Tian back when he was still in the Divine Void Realm, but their relationship wasn't close. It was just that over these many years, Lu Xia Tian's cultivation had soared to great heights, while he remained stuck at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. They were simply incomparable now. Not to mention comparing himself to Lu Xia Tian, even the people serving the Red Moon Desert right now had many who were stronger than him.
Especially this Chi Lin Demon Crocodile, it seems to be even closer to the Red Moon Desert, which is repulsive to look at. However, this could only be thought in one's heart, and the old man in the white pointed hat did not dare to speak it out loud.
I haven't got time to play politics with this Red-Scaled Demon Crocodile. Right now, the most important thing is to finish the nameless swordsman's request. The white-pointed hat elder waved his hand, and thirteen Soul Severing Nails whistled towards one of the Ge Pan Yaozu.
“An unnamed senior once said, ‘Do your best to capture their primordial spirit, but don’t beat these fellows to a pulp.’”
Ban Qianzhi remembered the explanation of the lotus incarnation. He always remembered that Lu Xiaoteng liked to collect various demon souls from the beginning. It's possible that the nameless swordsman was collected by Lu Xiaoteng.
"So many trivial matters!" the white-capped old man muttered under his breath. The power of this soul nail lay in its ability to sever souls and constantly erode one's primordial spirit, it was extremely vicious. Even among ghost cultivators, there wasn't much emphasis on being above board. Among human cultivators, those proficient in this path were also not few.
"Don't worry, friend. This old man will do his best not to harm your soul." The old man in the white pointed hat replied.
"It's fine to eliminate a few primordial spirits, safety comes first. The nameless senior didn't say to take all of them. Kill!" Ban Qianzhi added.
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“Haha, good, that's the way to have a good fight!”
For a time, many powerful cultivators led by Ban Qianzhi each wielded their treasures. Five Yānyòu clan monsters attacked fiercely. As all were seasoned cultivators at the Integration Realm, there was no room for maneuver in this situation.
"How many of you can escape is how many! Retreat!" At the head, the Gaipan Yaozu roared, and before his words fell, his body had already retreated violently behind him.
At this time, these five members of the He Gan Yin Yao clan had no fighting spirit at all. How could they withstand the onslaught of more than ten cultivators from the He-Tianti Realm led by Ban Qian With a wave of magical treasures, one of them was directly blasted into ashes, exploding into a cloud of blood mist. Even their primordial spirits couldn't escape.
Another one had his lower body hit by an ice-spike tiger's whisker ball from a Tiger Demon from Binghu Mountain, and was directly frozen from the waist down. Thankfully, that Ge Yang Yaozu was ruthless, and at the critical moment, he directly reached out and cut himself from the waist down, using his upper body to fly away on the clouds. However, under such injuries, he inevitably fell behind the other members of his clan, and was caught up by others like Ban Qianzhi, who swarmed him, resulting in a fate not much better than the previous one.
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“That leader of the Heiyanteng demon clan still hopes that all of you fellow cultivators can leave him a breath so that I can personally finish him off.” At this time, Xiong Kun was still seriously injured. It was only after the lotus avatar severed his roots and returned to the Dark Demon Tomb that his recovery speed increased significantly. However, he was still not strong enough to fight these old monsters temporarily. Right now, within the Dark Demon Tomb, he could barely keep up with their speed.
The leading Heiyānmò clan member was indeed extraordinary in strength. Despite being pursued by over ten skilled individuals, they managed to escape the You'an Yǎozhúng.
Stepping out of the murky Demon Tomb, one was met with an abundance of Heaven and Earth's spiritual energy.
“Haha, bald old demon, where do you think you’re going!” The Scarlet Scale Demon Crocodile was having a blast chasing. The white-pointed hat elder and the other purple-robed ghost behind were even more enthusiastic in their pursuit. This most powerful member of the He Pan Yao clan, as it turned out, was an old monster at the late stage of merging. If they were outside, during ordinary times, they really wouldn't dare underestimate him a bit.
But this guy was also unlucky. He chased his target all the way through the gloomy demon tomb. The opponent suffered no small amount of injuries, and although Ban Qianzhi, this old demon, was still in the middle stage of fusion, his magic treasures were indeed powerful. Even if the other party was slightly injured, if they really fought, with so many people on their side, the other party would also have a hard time getting away. For the Ghost Clan, capturing this late-stage fusion He Yan Yaozu would be of great benefit to them.
With victory in hand, everyone pressed relentlessly, showing no intention of letting the tiger return to the mountains.
After a chase, the remaining late-stage He Gan Yaozu were surrounded by Ban Qian Zhi and his group of old monsters.
"Bear friend, wait for this old man to break through this old demon's schemes, and then I will leave it to you!" Ban Qianzhi laughed loudly. This chase had been very enjoyable. Especially facing a late-stage fusion monster, even if he used some tricks, being able to seriously injure such an old demon gave him a strange sense of excitement.
"Many thanks to Brother Ban and all fellow daoists for your great help. In the future, if there's anything Bear Kun can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask." Bear Kun let out a hearty laugh.
A chorus of laughter rose from the powerful figures as they echoed Bear Kun's words. Even though Bear Kun was seriously injured now, his ability to control the tomb spirits alone made him an elusive figure in the chaotic demon realm. He had a high chance of using this favor in the future.
Though this time I came to participate in the suppression of the He Pan Yao Clan by order of the Lotus Avatar, I haven't suffered any losses. Just killing a few demons of the same rank could bring me a lot of benefits, and I could also gain some favors from Xiong Kun. Executing the orders of a Mahayana expert is naturally important, and it's even better if you can take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits. No one wants to miss out on profit, and these Nascent Soul elders are no exception.
But before the old monsters like Ban Qianzhi could rejoice, a terrifying and ferocious pressure suddenly descended.
“A Great Accomplishment Realm Demon!” At this moment, all the cultivators including Ban Qianzhi had this thought flash through their minds. Each of them wore a look of astonishment on their faces. They had seen the lotus avatar before, its aura was ethereal and detached, completely unlike this ferocious and extreme demonic energy.
The heavily wounded Gāi Yǎn demon tribe, besieged and at their wit's end, found a glimmer of hope. Ecstasy lit up their faces as they bowed with both hands towards the northwest, "We welcome Lord Póng Niú, please, Lord, save us!"
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Boom boom.... A sound of hooves striking the void like thunder, resounding like war drums. Ban Qian and a group of cultivators were startled and looked towards the distance. Sixteen silver-glowing oxen, each several meters tall, dragged a monstrous chariot that roared with wind.
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Above that demon, a bull-headed man with a nose ring and wearing a black cloak, a burly demonic cultivator, was holding a naked female demon in his arms, taking liberties. He didn't care about the gazes of others at all.
Nor did one see how this Bull Demon Saint moved, but the heavens and earth were instantly swept by a monstrous wind, directly pushing the thousand cultivators aside with brute force.
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