Chapter 1088

"Hehe, I have known for a long time that you should ask this question. This matter was originally related to the secret of our family, but since the world is wondering about it, I can explain one or two." Xuekudao smiled, his expression Very gentle, "Our Demon Race Wanmai knows very well that this life is no longer what it used to be. We can't fight against the human race in the world, but we should get closer to you all."

"But..." At this point, Xuekudao's expression was gloomy and cold, "The Butian Sect must be destroyed. Since you know the Butian Sect, you should know that Emperor Wa, when our demon clan Wanmai was sleeping, this person once Entering our clan's ancestral land, robbing the opportunity, and suppressing our clan for another million years. Now that she has disappeared, the blame will naturally fall on the Butian Sect."

"Whether it's the Saintess of Butian, or the Holy Son, as long as it has something to do with the word Butian, you must die!"

"Our family is in the same line as Butian, and we are not different from Dai Tian. Anyone who can kill people related to Butian will gain the true friendship of our family, and even our family can do something for you."

Everyone at the scene was shocked, and they could hear the murderous intent from the words. The matter involved Emperor Wa, and no one knew exactly what happened that year, but the words of repressing for a million years seem to have explained everything.

"Don't worry, my saints took action in the Eastern Wilderness and the Northern Wilderness because too many orthodoxy there are inextricably related to the Butian Sect. Everyone in the Southern Wilderness has nothing to do with the Butian Sect. We should add more Get close." Xue Kudao said with a smile, his expression becoming more and more gentle.

"I see……"

A faint voice sounded, and at the same time, sword-crying saints shot up into the sky, and someone with a strong killing intent approached the courtyard unabashedly.

"Xuekudao, since you like to have trouble with my Butianjiao, today I, Ye Zhong, will destroy you first, and then destroy your Demon Race Wanmai!"

A completely unexpected existence appeared.

Ye Zhong came with a sword at this moment. The long sword in his hand was made by Fan Tie. At this moment, it released a dazzling light, and the sword energy soared into the sky, illuminating the entire sky.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there are more than a dozen strong demons. They all have two horns on their heads and their bodies are covered with pitch-black scales. They looked very strange, very imposing, and each of them had the cultivation base of the first level of the emperor's way. At this moment, they took a step forward, directly blocking Ye Zhong's way.

These powerhouses are all dust-covered in the age of mythology, and each of them is a ruthless character. Otherwise, how could it be possible to follow Xuekudao to protect him.

Without unnecessary nonsense, at the moment when the word "Ye Zhong" appeared, these demon powerhouses looked indifferent, and shot instantly, directly and fatally.

The Mozu and Butianjiao have been fighting for two years, and they have heard the word Ye Zhong too many times.

"puff--"

Ye Zhong's expression was indifferent, and he swung his sword towards the front. Half of the head of the first demon emperor exploded directly, and blood was spilled out, and he was shocked to death on the spot.

Then he took advantage of the situation and stabbed another demon strongman in the chest and abdomen with a sword, directly nailing him to death and annihilating him instantly.

The pupils of the remaining ten demon powerhouses were even more serious, obviously confirming that the person in front of them was the legendary cotyledon Ye Zhong, who made up the sky. Some of them stretched out their claws, and some activated their magical powers, just to suppress Ye Zhong.

With a flick of the long sword in Ye Zhong's hand, a cold glow shot out instantly, like a galaxy falling in front of him. He swept out with a sword, cold and ruthless, with the intention of lore.

He already knew about Butian Sect, and he could also guess how many disciples of Butian Sect have fallen and died in battle in the past two years. Therefore, with such a sweep of the sword, Ye Zhong didn't have the slightest intention to show mercy.

"boom--"

Half of the first demon emperor exploded, turning into bloody mud and meat sauce, splashing a large amount of blood.

"Crack--"

The second demon emperor was knocked over with a sword, and pieces of blood splashed down, and the bones all over his body exploded, and the bones and flesh and blood were splashing.

"boom--"

The iron sword swept across the front, and at the same time, seven or eight demon emperors were chopped off in the middle, and the dark red blood sprayed out, staining the vegetation red, and the blood mist boiled.

"Snapped--"

With a backhand slap, Ye Zhong shattered the Tianling Gai of the demon emperor who was sneaking behind him. In an instant, white brains flew out, while the corpse fell straight down.

"ah--"

A powerful Demon Race man with the cultivation base of the third heaven of the imperial way roared up to the sky, and he stepped forward with a strong blow, trying to block Ye Zhong.

But it was useless, Ye Zhong slashed out with a sword, and immediately saw his entire head flying out, flying into the courtyard with a bunch of blood, and rolling in front of many people.

Zihao, Yan Nanfei, Zang Feichen and others changed their colors at the same time, while the expressions on the faces of those Pearls of the Southern Wilderness were all frozen.

The man who appeared in front of him was like a demon god descending from ancient times, with only one person and one sword, he could enter this place like this, and no one could stop him at all.

There are powerful demons from the third heaven of the emperor's way, with rich combat experience, but they are still desperate like chickens and dogs.

"It's you! Ye Zhong!"

Yan Nanfei stood up slowly. Before the Qilin Cave that day, he almost had to fight Ye Zhong. He appeared here to hide his clumsiness on purpose, but the moment he saw Ye Zhong, there was something on him that couldn't be hidden. The will to live.

"He has already cut his way, and he is stronger than before!" Zi Hao squeezed his palms, his expression was cold, and the gap between the two sides was getting bigger and bigger, which made him feel a little desperate.

"It's him! I haven't seen him for many years, but he has grown to such an extent! The world says that he disappeared in time and is dead, but they never expected him to appear at this critical moment!" Zang Feichen breathed out slowly, his expression shocked .

Except for the three of them who once had a relationship with Ye Zhong, the rest of Nanhuang Junyan and Nanhuang's pearl were shocked at the moment, and the expressions on their faces froze.

Although Ye Zhong had disappeared for seven years, there were really too many legends about him back then. Even with the arrival of the demon clan's ten thousand veins now, it still can't cover up his sharpness back then. In the eyes of many human races, as long as he is not dead, he is a living legend.

And at this critical moment, when the ten thousand veins of the demon race were about to come to Nanhuang, he actually appeared?

At this moment, perhaps only Su Rong could keep calm, but even so, there was something strange flowing in her eyes when she looked at Ye Zhong.

At this moment, Xuekudao was the only one who didn't react too much. He looked cold and looked at Ye Zhong with great interest. He didn't show any expression at the moment, but stared at Ye Zhong.

The cotyledon Ye Zhong, the saint of Butian, is the number one person on the must-kill list of Wanmai of the Demon Race. It's just that Ye Zhong disappeared for many years, and he didn't show up during the bloody battle of Butian Sect in the past two years. But unexpectedly, at this critical moment, he came.

Even the Blood Cave Dao is very curious about the god in the minds of the disciples of the Butian Sect, what kind of person is the God Son of Butian who shouted before he died.

"puff--"

In the courtyard, several strong demons came out, but under Ye Zhong's sweeping sword, even if these strong demons were not bad, they were still directly beheaded.

So far, all the guards in the Blood Cave Road have been beheaded by Ye Zhong with one sword. At this moment, he was walking with his sword, his clothes not stained with blood, so he entered the courtyard of this ancient temple with a calm expression, and no one could stop him in the slightest.

There was no sound at the scene, and those handsome people in the Southern Wilderness deeply realized once again that Ye Zhong is worthy of being a living legend. Even though he had disappeared in the four wastelands for seven years, when he reappeared in the world, he still carried an aura of suppressing the current world.

And with Ye Zhong's appearance, the lively atmosphere in the arena completely dropped to freezing point at this moment, and everyone felt tremendous pressure. Some people even started to tremble. Because with Ye Zhong's temperament, it was really possible for him to make a strong move and directly kill everyone in the field.

"call out--"

Ye Zhong's right hand trembled, and the iron sword in his hand flew out, and landed directly on the jade table in front of Xuekudao. At this moment, the jade table trembled, and pieces of blood splashed, which was shocking.

"You are Butian Shengzi Ye Zhong, yes, you really have the demeanor of the supreme youth of the race, no wonder so many disciples of Butian shouted your name before they died." Xuekudao spoke calmly and looked quite appreciative.

"Really?" Ye Zhong's eyes turned cold, "Although I came late, I can cut off your head to worship them. I think if they have knowledge under the nine springs, they should forgive me, senior brother."

Ye Zhong's words were calm, but they contained a certain murderous demeanor, an icy temperature that made people tremble all over.

"Do you really think you can suppress and kill me?" Xuekudao slowly stood up, he was tall and majestic, extremely heroic, like the overlord of the Blood Dao.

"If you can't even kill this trash, how can you still be invincible in this world?" Ye Zhong put his hands behind his back, facing the young master of the true blood of the demon clan, he didn't feel the slightest sense of nervousness, as if Say the most common things.

At the rear, no matter whether it is the goddess Su Rong or the other pearls, their bodies trembled slightly at this moment, and there was a hint of admiration in the eyes looking at Ye Zhong.

But Yan Nanfei, Zihao, Zang Feichen and the others were all shocked, feeling a suffocating pressure rushing towards their faces. They seemed to see a scene where Ye Zhong was overpowering the world and ruling the world, making their generation shiver like cicadas, and lost all their voices.

This is Ye Zhong's arrogance. He traveled three thousand times in the world of gods in seven years, forged the only shrine, and slashed against the sky. How powerful and domineering is this?