Chapter 380 Life and Death Doubts

Zhong Yue stared blankly at the desert in a daze. The scene just now was like a dream, just like a big dream. In his eyes, the giants of the eight holy tribes who were extremely powerful were all dead, and none of them escaped!

All the patriarchs of the Eight Saint Clans were killed!

Those demon soldiers, those giant soul soldiers, are so powerful, but in front of this demon puppet, they don't even have a chance to make a move!

In the desert, the wind and clouds are turbulent, and the blood of the giants is flowing in the yellow sand, which is extremely viscous. These blood demon puppets have not let go, and the rolling plasma is like a living thing, constantly crawling towards the demon puppets, automatically crawling into his mouth, being sucked He drank it!

And the flesh and blood of those broken Demon Race powerhouses also automatically fell off from the bones, bouncing around in the desert, like bloody toads, jumping automatically, jumping into the mouth of the Demon God Puppet.

The Demon God Puppet creaked and chewed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then flowed back into his mouth, it was extremely terrifying.

"Senior Brother Feng Xiaozhong still intends to capture this great lion and camel, can he really succeed in capturing such a tyrannical guy?" Zhong Yue couldn't help but secretly broke into a cold sweat for Feng Xiaozhong.

The Great Lion Camel is really terrifying, many times more terrifying than the Demon Saint who sacrificed the blood talisman of the Demon God. Feng Xiaozhong wanted to use the last wish of the Demon God Puppet to lure him down and capture him. Coming is almost an impossible task!

And on the coastal mountain range thousands of miles away, Feng Xiaozhong stood there alone, looking at the demon idol in the distance, his body trembling slightly.

"I'm looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to it, such a powerful demon..."

There was excitement and madness in his eyes, and he murmured: "If I can capture him, it will be enough for me to play for a long time, hehehe..."

Suddenly, mouthfuls of demon soldiers flew up and flew into the distance.

Zhong Yue looked up and saw Shura, Rakshasa and others recalling their previous treasures from afar, fleeing away, going straight to the deserted city, not daring to stay for a moment.

"Your wish is really too small. Your Majesty hasn't had enough yet... Next time, find more delicious souls for me. Maybe Your Majesty will let you go..."

The body of the demon puppet suddenly changed, and Dabi Shanyue's body became smaller and smaller, and then returned to normal, then turned into a small demon puppet and fell into Zhong Yue's hands.

Zhong Yue heaved a sigh of relief, and looked around, only bones and shattered soul soldier fragments were left on the desert, and there were no other treasures. The giants of the Eight Saint Clans, including the chief of the Saint Patriarch, were all dead, and no one escaped. It's a pity that Lord Lion Camel also devoured all their Primordial Spirits and soul fragments, and the treasures in the Primordial Mysterious Realm were also devoured by him, making it impossible for Zhong Yue to pick up some treasures.

"The death of the patriarch of the eight holy clans and so many giants is definitely a great blow to the demons. The death of so many strong people is enough to cause the demons to be in chaos for a period of time, and their vitality will be greatly injured. Although the eight saints still have foundations , there are still strong ones, but after the two great catastrophes of the Triple Sacrifice and Feng Xiaozhong, they have already hurt their vitality, and this time it is even more broken..."

Zhong Yue's eyes flickered, looking at the deserted city in the distance, above the deserted city, concubine Tianmo, Concubine Jixiang and Concubine Saint were also looking at this side with complicated eyes.

The Empress Demon was dressed in black, like a widow who was widowed, standing alone in the wind, looking at him.

And Shura and others also stood above the deserted city, looking at Zhong Yue from afar.

Zhong Yue waved his hand, turned around, soared into the sky, and flew towards the western mountains.

The moment he flew up, suddenly the majestic power of the demon god descended from the sky, the sky changed, and a ferocious face appeared in the sky, covering half of the sky, majestic and terrifying.

Zhong Yue raised his head with an expression of disbelief.

At the same time, the Heavenly Demon Concubine, Saint Concubine, and others in the sky above the deserted city also exclaimed. Shura and the others changed their expressions, and looked at each other again, taking it for granted.

"The trouble Zhong Shan caused was too great this time, and it has stirred up the ultimate foundation of my demon clan. The demon god who can't hide from the world has to show his face to punish him." Yan Luo said softly.

Concubine Tianmo and the others felt awe-inspiring. There have always been legends among the demon clan that there are demon gods living in seclusion in the wilderness. However, no one knows whether the legend is true or not.

And now, they finally know that these legends are not without reason!

A demon god really appeared!

"Human race, no race can be vicious on our demon continent, and after creating such a big turmoil, they can still leave the demon tribe alive!"

The face of the demon god spoke slowly, and the voice fell word by word, making Zhong Yue vomit blood continuously. His figure was fixed by the magic power of the demon god, and he was fixed in mid-air, motionless, without even a chance to struggle.

A palm descended from the air with billowing thunder and blazing magic fire, falling slowly, terribly slowly, but Zhong Yue under the palm remained motionless.

He can't move!

The Demon God's Hand was still slowly descending, pressing on Zhong Yue's head, his head was broken, the palms pressed to his eyes, the eyes burst, and pressed to his chin, his whole body was crushed.

The hand of the demon god slowly fell, and the magic power fixed Zhong Yue in the air like a nail, pressing from his neck to the soles of his feet, erasing his entire life from the world!

The Heavenly Demon Concubine, the Holy Concubine and the others all stared blankly at this scene, motionless. The Holy Concubine showed three beautiful faces, and her six eyes merged into Asura pupils, staring across the desert.

Suddenly, the girl turned away her Asura eyes, turned and left without saying a word, without looking back.

Concubine Tianmo's face was gloomy, and she sat on the top of a tall tower in the deserted city, holding her cheeks, staring blankly at the desert.

"There is no chance of survival, this Zhong Shan clan is doomed." Shura sighed and said in a low voice.

Yan Luo frowned and said: "He is a hero, but unfortunately the killings he caused were too great, and my demon background had to be punished. As long as the background is stable, he will have no way out."

The reincarnated patriarchs of the other Eight Saint Clans nodded their heads one after another, and the Rakshasa girl said sadly: "My Demon Clan Eight Desolation has experienced three killings, most of the top combat power has been wiped out, the high-level strength is empty, and the high position is vacant. It’s a bloody and dark time coming. Who did my demons provoke, and why are there so many disasters?”

"This is also a good thing. Heroes come out of troubled times. After the catastrophe of my demon clan, there will be kings rising!"

Shura was so proud that he laughed loudly and said: "Everyone, the king is between you and me. In the previous life, we couldn't decide the winner. Let's fight again in this life!"

"Afraid you won't make it?" The other seven reincarnated ancestors laughed loudly, their aura collided with each other, and fire burst out in the air.

But in a remote mountain village of the Raksha tribe, a young man of the Li nationality raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see the figure of the demon god disappear. I, the Li Clan, want to become the largest clan in the Eight Desolations, not a slave to be bullied by other clans!"

In the desert, where Zhong Yue was buried, Concubine Tian Mo's clothes fluttered, Concubine Ji Xiang and all the noble ladies followed behind her step by step, I saw Concubine Tian Mo concubine searching earnestly, hoping to find signs of Zhong Yue's survival.

"You don't need to look for Tian'er, the Demon God personally took action, not to mention him, even a giant was crushed to death."

Concubine Jixiang shook her head, and said sadly: "He is indeed a remarkable person, a rare genius among the human race. During these days, people almost fell in love with him, but it is a pity that he is still dead..."

Concubine Tianmo looked gloomy, shook her head and said: "This guy is so cunning, he is more slippery than a loach, he never died in the three sacrifices, he never died in the battle with the demon saint, and he never died when the patriarchs of the various clans besieged him." No, I don't believe he will die like this! He must have schemes, I don't worry if I don't see his body!"

A noble lady said in tears: "Young master is indeed slippery, but this is the devil's attack..."

The witches are affectionate, and during this period of time they got along with Zhong Yue, although Zhong Yue was fierce at first, pretending to steal them to be Mrs. Yazhai, but after getting along slowly, they still found that Zhong Yue had a unique personality charm.

Although Zhong Yue occasionally made fun of them, he was polite to them and did not exceed the rules. Even if they teased and seduced Zhong Yue, Zhong Yue always treated them with courtesy, even treated them as friends, and rescued them many times.

Even though they knew that Zhong Yue, the Moro son, was a fake and his real identity was a human race, they were still unknowingly attracted to him, and their feelings arose secretly.

This time the demon god made a move to kill Zhong Yue, their hearts were empty, they felt that a big piece of their tender heart had been hollowed out.

Concubine Tian Mo was extremely persistent and was still searching. The witch opened a jade bottle, released all her Gu worms, and went into the desert, trying to find Zhong Yue's flesh and blood.

"Tian'er doesn't need to look for it. If the Demon God takes action, there is no way he will leave any flesh and blood behind. He must have been crushed to death." Concubine Jixiang couldn't help but said.

"There will always be something left!" Concubine Tianmo insisted.

Countless Gu worms drilled in and out of the desert, searched for hundreds of miles, found many bones, and searched out many tattered soul soldiers, but they never found Zhong Yue's bones or flesh and blood.

Concubine Tian Mo's eyes gradually brightened, getting brighter and brighter, as if she had discovered something interesting, she suddenly put all the Gu worms back into a jade bottle, giggled and said: "It is true that there is no need to look for it! Let's go, go find the rhyme The bad luck of that little widow!"

All the girls looked at each other, and Concubine Jixiang asked, "Why didn't Tian'er look for it again?"

"The good friend is not dead, so naturally there is no need to look for it."

Concubine Tianmo smiled and said: "I searched for a long time, but I didn't find the fragments of Pengyu's golden sword and emerald leaves, nor did I find any traces of that puppet. More importantly, my friend still has a copper lamp in his hand, and neither do I." I found it. The Pengyu Golden Sword and the Emerald Leaf are both magical weapons and demon soldiers, and the golem is even more terrifying, and the copper lamp that is a good match has even taken away the Pengyu Golden Sword. If he is really dead, these few pieces The treasure has to fall. Just now, I saw the little wave hoof of the concubine, I looked at it with Asura eyes, and then left without saying a word. I was a little suspicious, but now I can confirm that he is definitely not dead! "

The girls were stunned, and they all shook their heads and said: "Although we hope that he is still alive, there is no reason for him to survive the devil's attack. What method can he use to escape from the hands of the devil?"

"Just now we all saw that he was crushed to death inch by inch by the demon god, and there was no possibility of him surviving. Sister Tian'er, you are just wishful thinking!"

Concubine Tian Mo smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "It's no wonder if you don't believe it. I don't know what method he used to escape from the hands of the Demon God, but he did escape, I can be sure of this! In a short time, you will hear When news of him comes from the other side of the sea, then you will know how right my judgment is!"

The women were skeptical, and although Concubine Ji Xiang also had doubts in her heart, she didn't feel that a big stone had landed in her heart, and said curiously: "Let's go to find the bad luck of the Empress Dowager? Now she just died and became a little widow, so let's bully her." She, I'm afraid she's not well, right?"

"We're not going to bully her."

Concubine Tianmo sneered: "We are going to force her to hand over the soul of the Demon Sage and kill him!"

All the women were startled, and said in a voiceless voice: "Forcing her to hand over the soul of the Demon Sage, to kill the Demon Sage? The Demon Sage was clearly killed by Ao Fenglou of the Dragon Clan, why do you want to kill him?"

"Is it really dead?"

Concubine Tianmo's pretty face turned cold, and with a chill, she said lightly: "I have been watching my good friend's battle with the Demon Sage, and I know what's wrong. It never appeared. If the Demon Sage fights with his friend, he will still hide this Demon God Weapon? This Demon God Weapon is called the Burial Soul Whip. Burial has two meanings, one is to bury and the other is to hide. He must be He had planned his way out long ago, and when he fought with Xianghao, his soul was there, but his soul was not there, so it must be hidden in the soul burial whip. This demon weapon must be in the hands of the little widow Yun'er! , I want to personally send the Demon Saint on the road, cut off his last life, and let him die completely!"

The death of the Demon Saint and the decline of the Eight Saints is the time for the rise of heroes from all walks of life.