Chapter 934 Like Weeds in the Wind

A young man in green appeared in front of the Ice and Snow Palace.

Jiang Ding said nothing.

He released a sword energy and cut through the shield of the Ice Emperor Palace, the treasure inherited by the demon race, ignoring the furious demon king guards around him.

He walked straight to the center of the palace as if no one was around, with a clear goal.

"Human True Lord!"

"Kill!"

"Dare to violate the emperor's palace, kill him!"

The eyes of a bull-horned demon king at the peak of the demon king were bloodshot.

He was obviously facing the human True Lord, but he was not afraid at all. He actually held a huge axe and formed an army formation with dozens of demon kings to kill together.

They were extremely angry, as if the supreme faith in their hearts was blasphemed.

"Kill!"

A little further away, a large group of demons, whether they were demon kings or demon generals, all rushed towards this side with murderous intent.

The military formation was full of murderous aura, and the demon cloud was overwhelming!

These demons were obviously Jindan and foundation-building level demons, but they were brave enough to charge at Yuanying True Lord.

This is the guard of the Western Desert Demon Clan Dynasty.

The strongest soldiers in the world!

"Yes."

"They are indeed warriors."

This courage and ferocity made Jiang Ding pause slightly and give respect.

"Die!"

Dozens of demon kings and hundreds of demon generals were furious and murderous. They were the closest and formed a formation to kill without thinking. Various giant axes, copper hammers and other heavy weapons fell at the same time.

Many attacks, the breath in an instant even exceeded that of the early Yuanying cultivators, and they were extremely fierce.

Clang!

A ray of blue-gold sword energy bloomed between Jiang Ding's fingers.

Then, he no longer paid attention to these warriors and continued to walk forward slowly, as if flicking off the dust on his sleeves.

"Stop!"

"Die!"

The blood and murderous spirit of the Bull Horn Demon King was soaring, and his muscles and bones were like a furnace.

He raised the axe with both hands and was about to chop it down, but suddenly stopped. Infinite fear suddenly emerged in his heart, cold and piercing, and the fanatical fighting spirit was instantly drowned.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't. He could only feel the strength in his body draining away like a tide, and his body became cold.

Looking around, dozens of fellow demon kings and hundreds of demons fell to the ground one after another, like raindrops, without causing any waves.

The eyelids of the Bull Horned Demon King gradually became heavy, and darkness enveloped him forever.

"Late Nascent Soul!"

"At least a late Nascent Soul cultivator of the human race!"

Not far away, a demon king of the demon race roared. He was a mid-stage demon king from the snake armor tribe. He was not as crazy as the middle and low-level demon cultivators. He was calm and collected, gathering the soldiers around him.

"Kill!"

Almost instantly, twelve demon kings, hundreds of demon kings, and thousands of demon generals gathered around.

Time only passed in an instant, almost just the time it took for a foundation-building cultivator to turn his mind.

This reaction speed is extremely fast in the Nascent Soul battlefield, but it appeared in a military formation of thousands of people.

The Ten Thousand Demon Forbidden Army is well-deserved.

"Kill!"

"Don't let him disturb the emperor!"

The snake armor demon king shouted, and the other eleven demon kings roared.

Boom!

Suddenly, the sky was broken!

The domain of the twelve demon kings spread out, wind, rain, water, fire, thunder...all kinds of things are the manifestation of the excellent talents of the demon race, which are spontaneously revealed in the blood after promotion.

The human race's domain is still learned from the demon race.

The domain of the twelve demon kings, plus the military formations of hundreds of demon kings and thousands of demon generals.

In an instant, a terrifying force that exceeds that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator emerged and merged into the swords, spears, axes and halberds of the twelve demon kings like mountains.

They fell down with a bang, and the void collapsed layer by layer.

"Stupid remnants of the human race, you are looking for death!"

The pupils of the snake armor demon king showed a tyrannical look.

This kind of offense against the emperor happens from time to time. Most of them are irrational behaviors of human foundation building and Jindan cultivators in despair, burning everything just to splatter blood on the Ice and Snow Palace.

This is the first time that Yuanying Zhenjun has done such a thing.

The final result will not be any exception!

"Looking for death?"

"Looking for death."

Jiang Ding glanced at him, and between his fingers, a blue-gold sword energy flew out.

His footsteps never stopped.

Clang!

This blue-gold sword energy disappeared in an instant, instantly penetrating the army formation of the demon clan guards, and appeared behind them, without a trace of blood, slowly collapsed and disappeared, without using any more mana.

"No!"

"Impossible!"

The tyranny and indifference in the eyes of the snake armor demon king disappeared, and he screamed in fear, as if he had seen some terrible monster.

Then, a fine sword mark appeared on his throat.

Strands of sword energy flowed from his throat into his entire body, penetrating into his soul, and slashing all life.

The demon king of the snake armor tribe lost all his breath and fell from the sky without a sound.

He was not lonely.

Eleven demon kings of the demon tribe died silently around him.

Hundreds of demon kings and thousands of demon generals were exactly the same.

No one lived even one breath longer than anyone else. They were all wounded in the throat, nothing else, very fair.

Thousands of corpses of the demon guards fell from the sky like raindrops.

Continuously, several breaths passed and it was not over yet. There was no resistance. These former colleagues died in an instant as if they were judged by the heaven.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of the demon guards who were shouting, roaring, and roaring and rushing over.

They felt cold in their hearts.

They were like falling into an ice cave, and they would not move a step no matter what.

The so-called fanaticism, the so-called bravery, the so-called tears of gratitude, and the kindness of knowing an encounter are all worth mentioning in the face of this kind of massacre.

"Ghost, ghost..."

Many demon clan guards were trembling and their bodies were cold, including several demon kings and thousands of demon kings.

Their footsteps were like roots, unable to move a single step, and they watched helplessly as this young man in green clothes from the human race suddenly appeared and walked towards their emperor.

Jiang Ding came to the ice and snow palace in the center.

There is no door, just a palace wall.

It's normal. This is not a road, it's just a direction chosen at random.

call out!

Jiang Ding casually fired a sword energy.

The sword energy slashed through the palace wall.

Amidst the smoke and dust that filled the sky, Jiang Ding slowly walked into the meeting hall of the demon emperor, a sacred place that hundreds of millions of demon clans in the world yearned to respect.

"kill!"

"Behead this lowly human slave!"

In an instant, four demon king peak cultivators, plus more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators roared.

They joined forces to form a military formation, and countless areas joined forces to suppress it. The ice and snow palace formations buzzed, forming countless ice blades, overwhelmingly killing the young man in green who broke into it.

These are nearly twenty Nascent Soul Lords!

Including four demon kings who are equivalent to the peak monks of Nascent Soul!

So many people joined forces, coupled with the formation suppression of the Ice and Snow Palace, the most important weapon of the Demon Clan Dynasty!

It can be said clearly that even if the most powerful person in the Northern Plains, Zhenjun Jianyang, died in an instant, even the Nascent Soul could not escape.

"There's an ambush!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Mu Tianxue warned repeatedly.

Keng!

Facing such an earth-shattering siege, Jiang Ding walked into it as if he didn't know anything about it, without any change, and a sword energy popped out casually.

Such a move,

It did not make many demon king peak monks angry, feeling that they were despised and their dignity was trampled on.

Instead, it was utter despair.

"No!"

"Ah! Why!"

The leader of the demon dynasty, Prime Minister Turtle, is a figure at the pinnacle of demon kings. He burned his blood essence and life span in an instant!

Everything poured into the copper hammer magic weapon in his hand, and the heavy physical breath compressed the space, enough to make the early Yuanying monk unable to move.

"kill!"

Prime Minister Turtle went crazy. He held the copper hammer with both hands, gathered the power of the surrounding demon kings, and thousands of imperial guards who came quickly, and suddenly struck it down.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All the surrounding demon kings also burned their essence and blood!

All the power was integrated into Prime Minister Turtle's bronze hammer magic weapon, and the combined power instantly exceeded the peak of Nascent Soul, faintly changing towards breaking through the general trend of heaven and earth, reaching another level.

In the face of such power, peak Nascent Soul cultivators are almost no different from ants.

The Ice Phoenix Demon Lord stared intently.

Keng!

A blue-gold sword energy passed through the military formation as usual and slowly dissipated.

It seems that these demon kings burned everything, gathered in the military formation, and combined the demon clan's heavy weapon Ice and Snow Palace to form a force that was enough to kill the peak Nascent Soul monks. They were no different from a Qi-training demon cultivator ant on the roadside.

"No……"

Burning everything, Prime Minister Turtle, who clenched the copper hammer and struck it down, paused and smiled miserably.

He didn't even dare to yell angrily.

A trace of blood appeared in his throat.

The body of the Turtle Clan, which was said to be indestructible for defense, was of no use, and the power of the military formation formed by burning everything was of no use either.

boom!

Prime Minister Turtle and his bronze hammer magic weapon fell to the ground.

Around them, more than a dozen demon kings and thousands of demon kings and generals also fell down. There was a blood mark on their throats, without a trace of life, and they failed to have any impact on the opponents.

Jiang Ding walked slowly towards the Ice and Snow Throne.

"Bye,"

The Ice Phoenix Demon Lord walked down and knelt down.

"Bye,"

"Tushan Tianjun!"

She and the dozen or so demon kings from the demon tribe who had never made a move from beginning to end, and who had vaguely guessed something, knelt down, prostrated on the ground, and paid homage respectfully.

In this palace of ice and snow, there is no longer a monster standing.