Chapter 1792

In the galaxy, Yantian Mozun stopped.

Jiang Zixu also stopped.

But Demon Lord Yantian was full of self-confidence, and threatened to make Jiang Zixu fall next time.

"The world is impermanent, what will happen in the future, who can predict it?" Jiang Zixu said lightly.

"Hehe, your human race is still so stubborn, but in the future, the human race will be wiped out by my demon clan." Yantian Demon Venerable smiled wildly.

Then, he moved his body and left.

Jiang Zixu also left quickly.

After the two left, that day's prestige gradually dissipated.

"Soon, both of them appeared in the void of the Beitian Mountain Range."

"Senior Jiang!" The god of the human race was full of worry.

"Let's go!" Jiang Zixu moved his big hand, wrapping everyone up and leaving.

"Old Ancestor, why don't you let me..." Ming Ziyu frowned, as if he didn't want to leave.

"This is just a spiritual body of Yantian Mozun, not his real body. Even if you destroy him, it will be useless." Jiang Zixu said via voice transmission.

"What! This is just his spiritual body!" Hearing this, Ming Ziyu's eyes revealed surprise.

"En." Jiang Zixu nodded, and immediately the light pattern of the emperor's soldiers flashed, and the people and horses wrapped around him retreated immediately.

"Let's go!" Yantian Mozun's eyes flashed, and he also left with everyone.

People from the great forces such as Nine Suns Sacred Palace were full of astonishment.

At this time, it is time to take the opportunity to make a move!

But they dare not ask.

Only the quasi-mozun knew that Yantian Mozun only dispatched his spirit body this time.

First of all, he is continuing to practice Wanyuan Dao.

Secondly, he was afraid that Hengdi would make a move.

So Yantian Demon Venerable did not dispatch his own body hastily.

Whoop, whoop!

Light patterns flickered, and the two parties left one after another.

The void in the Beitian Mountains gradually returned to calm.

But Sanctuary is not peaceful.

In a large hall outside the Jiang family.

The gods of all races gather here.

Some ordinary heroes are outside the hall.

The gods of all ethnic groups are full of worry.

Obviously, they couldn't forget the previous battle of the Venerable.

That scene is vivid in my mind.

The majesty of Yan Tian Mozun makes people shudder.

If it weren't for the emperor's soldiers, Jiang Zixu would not be able to compete with the demon king.

Furthermore, the Demon Race also has the scepter left by the Demon Emperor.

This is worrying.

The future is not destined to be peaceful.

That may usher in a dark age!

The cultivators of all races looked up at Jiang Zixu who was on the altar.

The atmosphere in the hall was very dignified.

"Are you all worried about the demons?" Jiang Zixu asked with a glint in his eyes.

"The demons seem to be really powerful!" said a half-step god.

"The demons are indeed very powerful, but it is precisely because of this that we have to work hard, otherwise our human race will only be slaves of the demons!" Jiang Zixu said.

"As for the emperor, you have also seen that the demons also have emperor soldiers, and the emperor also has opponents. The only thing we can do is to defeat our opponents, not rely on the emperor to assist."

In fact, the reason why the Great Emperor did not come out was probably because of this.

Because the continuation of a large family must not rely on a certain person.

If too much dependence is given to these people, they will only lose their fighting spirit.

In this way, it is not good.

The same is true, Jiang Zixu did not say that he has emperor soldiers.

Nor did it say whether the emperor was alive or not.

At this time, it is just telling the current predicament.

Of course, he didn't know where the emperor was.

"Our human race can only continue to be self-improving!" Jiang Zixu said earnestly.

"Senior Jiang's words are very true." The quasi-sage of Shangguan's Wuhun line nodded and said, "The ancient times were so difficult, we all survived, how can we give up now? Even if it is for ourselves, for our descendants , in order to live forever, you have to burn your fighting spirit and fight against the demons to the end."

"Yes, how can we admit defeat?"

"Okay, let's make a good plan. I don't believe that we humans really can't compete with the demons."

The gods of all races nodded.

At this moment, they have no way out.

"We can join forces and form a large formation together to fight against the demons!"

"..."

Afterwards, the gods of various races began to discuss.

Although they only have one deity.

But there are still many quasi-gods in various ethnic groups.

If you make good use of it, you may not be able to exert a combat power comparable to that of a god.

Although this is still not enough to compete with Demon Lord Yantian, at least it will not become a burden for Jiang Zixu.

In this way, the gods of all races began to act.

The retreat of everyone's retreat, the study of formations.

Sanctuary seems to have fallen into a moment of preparation.

As for the demons, they are very indifferent.

...

In the Shenyuan pool, Yantian Mozun evolved into the Wanyuan Dao.

Then, his spirit body arrived.

hum!

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and a blazing light burst out of them, and the Dao of Wanyuan behind him turned into divine lines and restrained in his body.

"Tianzun?" The corner of Yantian Mozun's mouth twitched into a sneer.

At this moment, with a thought in his mind, he sensed the scene of the battle between the spirit body and Jiang Zixu.

He sucked in a big mouth, and the spirit body turned into a rune, submerged into his body, and was re-fused.

Then the Demon Emperor's scepter fell into his palm.

"A mere Heavenly Venerable, nothing to worry about."

After merging the source of the spirit body, Yantian Mozun's eyes narrowed, and he murmured, "But this Emperor Heng is a trouble!"

In fact, Jiang Zixu would carry the emperor's soldiers, which he had expected a long time ago.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed a spirit body to leave with a secondary emperor soldier.

"Fortunately, my demon clan also has a great emperor." Yantian Mozun caressed the magic scepter with the palm of his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "Emperor Heng has his own demon emperor to drag him, so I just do what is right now. , as long as Wanyuan Dao is successful, I will have the opportunity to challenge the throne, and if I step into the emperor's realm, my combat power will definitely be the king among the emperors." Thinking of this, Yantian Mozun's eyes flashed with blazing light.

Only by becoming a great emperor can he truly surpass the gods.

The news of the battle between the Demon Race and the Human Race in the sanctuary was also spread to all races.

Even some mortals know about it.

In this regard, some people are worried that the demons will wipe out the human race.

There are also people who work hard to improve themselves, and those cultivators work hard to cultivate themselves in an attempt to improve themselves.

After Jiang's discussion, Xiao Yun, Xiao Ting and other spirits of Xiao's returned to the clan.

For this battle, Xiao Yun also had great feelings.

"The demons are very strong. If you want to step on the peak of the divine way safely, you have to rely on yourself." Xiao Yun felt deeply.

Not only that, but if they want to protect the clansmen in the future, the enemies are not only Yuwen clan, Qingtian clan and others.

This will be the confrontation between the entire Demon Race and the Human Race.

This kind of enmity, almost regardless of right and wrong, is unavoidable. It is the ambition of the demons, which puts them in danger.

The only thing Xiao Yun can do now is to improve his own strength.

Inside the Shaw family.

Xiao Yun began to practice in closed doors.

Not only him, but Yi Yi, sisters Ren and Yan, Ling Xi, and others are all in seclusion.

Now that the great world is coming, none of them want to be Xiao Yun's burden.

Even, in the hearts of everyone, they were more eager to fight side by side with Xiao Yun, and relieve some of the burden for the latter.