Chapter 1125 I Live in the Hearts of All Spirits in the World, I Can Do Anything (Please Subscribe)

The border between Xianchu Haotu and Endless Demon Territory is called Blood Plateau.

This plateau seems to stretch across the end of the world, like a spine, wide and boundless, stretching for countless billions of miles.

On both sides are abysses shrouded in blood-colored mist, with cold and bleak strong winds blowing all year round.

Some practitioners with weaker cultivation may be blown away by those strong winds and their souls blown away when they come here.

Once they fall into the blood-colored abysses on both sides, even the Immortal King will find it difficult to survive.

Now, with the fight between Xianchu Haotu and the Demon Court, the blood here is even more intense.

Countless Xianchu Haotu heavenly soldiers fought with the demon army, blood flowed like a river, and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

This war has lasted for almost half a year. Although both sides have suffered a lot of losses, according to their foundation, they are actually just a painless level.

The demon race is one of the largest and most numerous ethnic groups in the Xiyuan civilization.

Although the Demon Court has never ruled over all the demons, it has countless great demons under its command, and each great demon is unfathomable.

Above the great demons, there are demon generals, great demon generals, demon kings, etc.

The demon army lost during this period is not even a little bit of fur.

For example, the existence of the demon generals and demon kings has not yet ended, but is only responsible for plundering the formation and watching from the edge of the battlefield.

The cultivation has reached the level of the Immortal Emperor, or even the Dao Realm, and they are the core existences of the backbone of each force. It would be a pity if one of them fell.

For Xian Chu Hao Tu, the significance of this war is at most to deal with the Demon Court.

In fact, Xian Chu Hao Tu does not intend to really go to war with the Demon Court.

And many demon kings of the Demon Court are pretending to obey, thinking that the demon ancestor is crazy, and it is not wise to go to war with Xian Chu Hao Tu at such a critical moment.

However, intimidated by the power of the Demon Gathering Banner and the Demon Ancestor, they dare not disobey his orders.

Therefore, many demon kings did not really participate in the war. Even when they fought with Xian Chu Hao Tu, they did not try their best and always avoided getting hurt.

"Over the years, my father has been in seclusion in Yuyuan to comprehend the great way, and my eldest brother, as the demon emperor, has also been pursuing power and neglecting to discipline and govern the demon court. This has made many demon kings under the demon court less and less afraid of the power of the demon court."

"No wonder Xian Chu Hao Tu did not show any mercy this time and was so tough. This is simply bullying my demon court."

The seventh prince of the demon court, Di Kun, who was wearing a black and gold cloak with a golden crow pattern embroidered on his sleeves, turned into a human form and was standing on the bloody plateau.

He looked at the fierce battle in front of him with an ugly face, and his eyes flashed with deep coldness.

Among the nine descendants of the demon ancestor, he ranked seventh and was not at the front.

His bloodline talent was not as good as that of his eldest brother and others, and he was not as favored as his eighth and ninth brothers.

But among all the descendants, he was the most diligent and hardworking, and also the most diligent in governing.

However, he still did not get the attention of the Demon Ancestor.

A big reason why Di Kun got close to his ninth brother Di Wen was to try to take this opportunity to make the Demon Ancestor pay attention to him.

And Di Kun's purpose was also very successful. After he got close to Di Wen, he did get the attention that the Demon Ancestor had never had before.

But now that Di Wen was killed, it would also mean that he might return to his previous state and gradually fade out of the Demon Ancestor's vision.

Di Kun was very unwilling. He had the heart to become the Demon Emperor, but he had no chance to show his talents.

Now he finally saw a glimmer of hope, but now that glimmer of hope was shattered again.

"Now my father is furious, Xian Chu Hao Tu is hiding and refusing to hand over the murderer who killed my ninth brother, and the demon kings are pretending to obey but secretly disobeying and refusing to make an effort to attack."

"The other brothers are mediocre and incompetent. They rely on their bloodline talents and have abilities but don't know how to use them. Now they are also afraid of Xian Chu Hao Tu. It is impossible to ask them to avenge Di Wen."

"But this may be another chance for me."

Di Kun's eyes flickered, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

He must make the demon ancestor vent his malice and make Xian Chu Hao Tu pay the painful price he deserves.

In this way, he can stand out among those mediocre brothers and get more respect from the demon emperor.

This time he was so active and set off to the Longling Ancient Domain to destroy it, and he also had this consideration.

Opposite the bloody plateau is the other ancient domain of Xian Chu Hao Tu, and now many strong men are stationed there, shocking the endless demon domain from a distance.

There are many Dao Realm beings who can compete with Emperor Kun.

Although he has survived six times of Heavenly Decline, he is not sure that he can really lead the demon army to capture the opposite side of the Bloody Plateau.

"Indeed, this is your chance."

"If you grasp it, you will be the demon emperor of the future demon court..."

Suddenly, an ethereal and hard to tell true from false voice sounded in Emperor Kun's mind.

This voice is as vast as smoke, far away, and the mountains are far from the sea. It is very calm, as if there will be no emotional fluctuations.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, Emperor Kun was stunned at first, then reacted, his face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look around.

On the vast and boundless Bloody Plateau, there was only endless bloody wind blowing.

Some scattered corpses rolled and fell into the abyss from time to time, without even a trace of sound.

If it weren't for this voice, it was too real, and it really resounded in his mind.

Emperor Kun almost doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

With his strength of having survived six times of Heavenly Decline and having already stepped half a step into the Ancestral Dao Realm, he could not catch the source of the voice at all.

This voice did not know where it came from.

There was no fluctuation or breath, no trace or direction, and it seemed to come from the depths of his heart.

This shocked Emperor Kun and made him a little creepy.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"It's important that I can help you become the Demon Emperor."

This plain voice without any emotional waves sounded in Emperor Kun's mind again.

"Help me become the Demon Emperor?"

Emperor Kun's face changed again, suppressing the shock and horror in his eyes.

He was completely sure that this voice came from the bottom of his heart.

It seemed to know what he was thinking.

"Don't you want to?"

This voice seemed to be a light laugh with unclear meaning.

Although it was a light laugh, there was still not much emotional fluctuation.

This made Emperor Kun even more shocked.

You know, even his father couldn't do this.

As a being who had survived six times of the Heavenly Decline, he was already able to conceal his own fate.

All his thoughts and feelings were gathered within himself, so how could they be captured and known by others?

He could not help but suppress his shock and tried to calm himself down, then took a deep breath and asked: "How did you know what I was thinking?"

"As long as you have desires, I can hear your desires. I live in the hearts of all spirits in the world, and I can do anything."

The voice's answer was still calm and still did not cause any waves. .