Two Thousand Three Hundred and Fourteen Parties Prepared

Right now, it is indeed an opportunity to take away the holy object of the Heavenly Alliance.

But it was too risky, King Rahu didn't know when he would be able to come back.

A group of guards in the realm of the king, if he delays him for a while, he will be in big trouble.

After thinking about it, Xiao Chen chose to give up, changed the topic, and chatted with Luo Zhiyun.

After a while, King Luohu and the two accompanying emperors rushed back, and Xiao Chen was glad that he did not choose to do anything.

"The situation is not good, there are so many masters here."

King Rahu and the two emperors discussed what they saw, their brows were furrowed, and they were not very optimistic.

"I didn't expect that both the Rakshasa family and the Yasha family came, but fortunately, we don't seem to be exposed."

King Rahu smiled, and a flash of confidence flashed in his eyes: "As long as the other three Shura kings don't come, the fire of the true god of this eternal demon king will be mine in all likelihood."

Xiao Chen was a little puzzled when he heard the words. For King Luohu, there shouldn't be too much desire for the fire of the true god.

The most valuable thing about the fire of the true god is the inheritance of the strong contained in it, and King Rahu already has the powerful strength of the emperor of the three veins.

It is difficult to guarantee that it will not conflict with the inheritance of Luo Zhi's own lineage again.

At that time, it is inevitable to face a choice, whether to give up one's cultivation.

It may not be worth the loss, and besides, he is old enough, and it is really hard to say whether there is enough time for him to re-cultivate a lineage.

Or simply put it bluntly, that's all he's achieved in his life, and he's only the emperor of six veins with unparalleled strength.

Obtaining the fire of the true god is also a waste, and cannot maximize its value.

Of course, perhaps what King Rahu only cares about is that the divine power and soul power contained in the fire of the true god can strengthen and strengthen his own divine seal.

But purely, just to strengthen the seal of the gods, do you need to take such a big risk?

He only brought two emperors with him, apparently he wanted to make a sudden move, and take out the False God Fire without disturbing the other three Shura kings.

Xiao Chen swept his eyes away,

It landed on Luo Zhiyun's body, his eyes lit up.

Suddenly he understood something, if the inheritance of the fire of the true god was left to Luo Zhiyun, everything would be very different.

Luo Zhiyun is young, but in his twenties, he already has the status of a star king.

Needless to say, talent, savvy and blood, if you get this great fortune, you will reach the sky in one step, and the future is limitless.

It's no wonder that King Rahu took two emperors with him when he dared to take risks, and kept his clothes light and simple.

"Mr. Xiao, you take this."

While his thoughts were flying, King Luohu took out a black talisman and handed it to Xiao Chen, "This is used to hide our figure. After two hours, we will go to the place where the corpse of the Eternal Demon Monarch is. Helping people, can't bear to do it already?"

"Blood Martial Dynasty?"

"Well, this group of people seems to be determined to obtain the corpse of the Eternal Demon Lord, but since the corpse appeared in the Ninth Underworld, this group of demon cultivators is doomed to be wishful thinking."

Xiao Chen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and looked into the distance, where the mighty power of the eternal demon lord gathered into a majestic figure that reaches the heavens and the earth, is it finally approaching?

After coming to the Last Blood Battlefield for so long, Xiao Chen has never really approached the Demon Lord's corpse.

"At that time, Mr. Xiao doesn't need to do anything. Mr. Xiao just needs to protect my son." King Luohu looked at Xiao Chen and said in a deep voice.

Luo Zhiyun smiled and said: "Father, don't worry, with Senior Xiao here, I will definitely not be in any danger."

For Xiao Chen, Luo Zhiyun is full of confidence, and for his father, Luo Zhiyun is even more confident.

Whether it is his father or Xiao Chen, they are all invincible in his heart.

This little guy simply doesn't know the seriousness of the matter.

King Luo Hui looked at Luo Zhiyun, his eyes were full of doting, this time it was Luo Zhiyun who took the risk.

He wanted to give Luo Zhiyun a future, a future beyond King Shura and the Shura clan.

"Walk."

When Xiao Chen activated the black jade slip, he was immediately surrounded by demonic energy, and his own breath perfectly blended with the surroundings of the battlefield.

Interesting, this jade slip is really miraculous, in this way, it is difficult for even False Gods to find them.

At this moment, Xiao Chen and his party, in the eyes of outsiders, are equivalent to the resentment and evil spirit in the battlefield.

Soon, the group felt the terrifying coercion of the Eternal Demon Lord, and their steps gradually slowed down.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, this guy still has such awe-inspiring power even after death, it's really scary.

When the distance was only ten thousand miles away, Xiao Chen and the emperor could already see the corpse of the Eternal Demon Lord.

Wearing blood-colored battle armor, his body was as huge as a hill, his eyes were wide open, and black devilish energy continued to escape from the corpse, giving rise to thousands of visions.

Around him, there are many monstrous monsters derived from demonic energy standing like living creatures, making people frightened.

In that demon power, there are many forces, standing ten thousand meters away from the demon lord's corpse, it is difficult to gain an inch.

King Rahu said softly to Xiao Chen: "These forces, the ones who really pay attention are the three groups of Raksha clan and Yaksha clan, as well as the gang of the Blood Martial Dynasty. The leaders of Raksha clan and Yaksha clan are all Rakshatians. And the masters under King Yaksha's flag have the strength of emperors of two lines. The group of people in the Blood Martial Dynasty seem to be members of the royal family, and the leader should be the eighth prince of the current dynasty if I remember correctly."

"As for the others, they are all stragglers, not to be feared."

Xiao Chen was thoughtful, there seemed to be a strong force around here. Just like them, they all hid, waiting for an opportunity, and waiting for an opportunity.

As for those stragglers, Xiao Chen felt that something was wrong. With his keen spiritual sense, he noticed that there seemed to be a magic cultivator pretending to be a member of the righteous way.

If King Rahu was too confident and acted rashly, the consequences might be bad.

But he wasn't sure about this, and King Rahu would be suspicious if he said it, so he had no choice but to say nothing.

At the same time, all parties are also making final preparations, waiting for the power of the demon king's corpse to gradually weaken.

In the place where the Rakshasa clan was located, there were two emperors and several heaven-defying kings, and the group stood ten thousand meters away.

Looking helplessly at the corpse of the demon lord, there was nothing he could do, and he couldn't get any closer.

"Master Feng Xun, I can't get any closer."

The leader is an emperor who condenses two divine veins. His surname is Feng and his name is Xun. His strength is quite terrifying. As for the other emperor, his strength is average.

Feng Xun pondered and said: "It seems that we can only wait for the magic power to weaken before trying to figure out a solution, but I think the group of Blood Martial Dynasty seems to have other plans."

An emperor next to him nodded and said: "They may have a sacred weapon to break the magic power, but it seems that they are not very sure, and they have not done it."

Feng Xun murmured: "Let's see, what kind of abilities do these imperial cultivators have."

On the other side, the two emperors of the Yasha tribe also set their sights on the Xuewu Dynasty and his party.

Not only that, those casual cultivators wandering around, as well as the forces hiding in the dark, all set their sights on this group of people.

Li Yun, the eighth prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty, was stabbed blind by Xiao Chen in Qingshan Town, Huanghai, and fled back in embarrassment.

Now the eyes have recovered, not only that, but also reached the cultivation base of the emperor.

Presumably, he had practiced in the secret realm of the Demon God's Temple, otherwise his cultivation base would not have improved so quickly. This time, he was probably thinking of taking away the Demon Lord's body and making a comeback.

"Old Tang, is the holy vessel not ready yet?"

The Eighth Prince Li Yun stood ten thousand meters away, looking at the Demon Lord's corpse with a somewhat crazy expression.

He could feel that the gazes of many emperors were all on the group of them, and they sneered in their hearts without paying attention.

As expected, those emperors of the underworld from different races, although they are somewhat different from each other.

But anyway, they are all people from the underworld. If they start to fight, it is obvious that they want to deal with their group of demon cultivators first.

Before coming, he had already thought of this, and the Eighth Prince was not in a panic.

"Your Highness, it's not yet the right time, and I haven't fully grasped it yet. The sacred weapon can be used at any time, but..."

Li Yun said in a deep voice, "Just what?"

"The old man is still a little worried, whether Yan Cangming's group is really reliable."

The Eighth Prince Li Yun said with a smile: "Don't worry, this guy dreams of letting the Jiao people have a foothold. I gave him a fief, a fief of the Central World, and he couldn't refuse at all!"

"The old man can rest assured that he can activate the holy weapon at any time after His Highness gives an order."

Li Yun glanced around indifferently, and finally locked his eyes on the corpse of the Demon Lord, no matter how many people were hiding in the dark.

It doesn't matter what the masters of the Rakshasa and Yaksha tribes think.

As long as the holy artifact is activated, everything about the Eternal Demon Lord will belong to him, Li Yun!