Chapter 508 Emperor Demon Lord

On the coast of the North Sea, Tiangui Palace!

The bloodthirsty magic wheel emitting blazing blood light hung high in the sky, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire night as bright as day.

But the scene under the bloodthirsty magic wheel was a mess.

The huge Arctic Sky Cabinet Palace, the demon palace that has stood firm for many years in the North Sea, is now completely in ruins. Countless dry and twisted corpses were scattered among the ruins of the palace, and the air was filled with a desperate evil spirit.

The evil demons, who had almost gathered the entire demonic power of the Heavenly Realm, were so weak even in their resistance at the moment when the bloodthirsty magic wheel rose, that they were dead and had no power to fight back.

Further to the periphery, Zhulong and Jiu Mie stood in the void, both half-body stained with blood and in a miserable state of defeat.

And Ao Tianxing, who inherited Fuxi's Eight Diagrams and had a bright future, now only has one head left, his face twisted in pain, and was barely rescued by Nian Cangqing.

The price Nian Cangqing paid was that most of his body was soaked in the strange blood light. Now he is struggling to contend with the strange blood light eroding himself, unwilling to be deprived of his own virtue.

As for the three ferocious beasts that were so arrogant before, they have completely disappeared now. It's not that they escaped, but that the moment the bloodthirsty magic wheel rose, they were the first to be swallowed up by the All Souls Blood Array, and their death was extremely painful.

If Ying Zhu had not been attracted by Lu Heng and left early, he would have inevitably died at this time.

But at the last moment, it was not the young man in white who completed the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Formation and killed the three ferocious beasts and hundreds of top evil demons.

Rising from the bloodthirsty magic wheel was a figure that was so weird that it was impossible to look straight at it.

The distorted time and space around it makes it impossible to see its true appearance.

Climbing out from the depths of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array, the moment the demonic figure appeared, it broke the situation at the scene, and in an instant completed the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array that Sun Yan had never been able to fully unfold.

Today, the young man in white is standing in the void with empty eyes, no aura, like a walking corpse.

And the strange figure behind the boy in white let out a roaring laugh.

"Back! Hahahahahaha... I'm finally back!"

Amidst the rampant laughter of the demon, Nian Cangqing, who was struggling to resist the erosion of the blood, looked ugly: "It's this bastard..."

In her hand, Ao Tianxing, who had only one head left, grimaced in pain, but still managed to hold on to the pain of his broken soul and body and asked, "Who is it? Please stop playing riddles, okay?"

Ao Tianxing realized the terror of the demon in front of him and showed anxiety for the first time in his life.

Ahead, the candle dragon had transformed into a ten thousand-foot-long jet-black snake body. It stared at the demonic figure in the void with its strange red and green eyes, and spit out a forbidden name in the wild world.

"Demon Lord of Heaven—Zhu Yan!"

In the void, this name attracted the attention of the demonic figure. It turned around, glanced this way, and let out a harsh laugh.

"In today's world, there are still people who recognize me... Ha... It turns out to be Zhu Jiuyou. After so many years of separation, your cultivation is limited!"

Zhu Yan's sarcastic laughter made Zhulong look gloomy.

On the ground, the silver-haired Huo Feng waved his sword, shook off the demon blood on it, and said to Gu Yan and others behind him: "This is no longer a battle situation that you can intervene in... Retreat quickly."

Demon Lord Ditian, this is a name that is considered taboo in the entire world.

Since the death of Emperor Fuxi and the collapse of the ancient heaven, the Demon Lord of Emperor Heaven has been recognized as the strongest person in countless years.

It soared with the flesh and blood of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Formation, reached the pinnacle of cultivation, and single-handedly subdued the entire world. When the Demon Lord was alive, even the enemies of the Eight Desolate Worlds would not dare to provoke him without permission!

Several earthly catastrophes were easily defeated by it! When it became more aggressive, it even entered the gate of time and space and almost destroyed the Thunder Realm and Shanyin Realm!

Its existence makes the entire Bahuang world tremble.

Wherever the demon lord comes, flesh and blood are destroyed, lives are reduced to ashes, and there are heavy casualties.

This evil existence is so terrifying and surly that the entire Bahuang World cannot bear it. So when the demon lord was later killed by a foreign trick, the monks from the Tianhuang world who had the same origin as the demon lord all rushed to celebrate.

Just because the suffering this monster has brought to the creatures in the wild world is even worse than the catastrophes in this world! Definitely the number one demon in history!

Gu Yan and others were in charge of the Heavenly Court under the leadership of Xiao Ai and had read all the books. How could they not know the terror of the Demon Lord Di Tian?

So Huo Feng spoke, and after they hesitated slightly, they all said goodbye to the Sword Lord: "Senior, take care!"

Only Gu Yan looked worriedly at the void in the distance. Under the bloodthirsty magic wheel, the young man in white with empty eyes had no aura, as if his body had been taken away by the demon lord Zhu Yan.

——No one could have imagined that this ancient demon that should have been wiped out would actually hide in the All-Spirit Blood Array and return with the expansion of the All-Spirit Blood Array!

Today, the boy in white and the Demon King Sun Yan has become Zhu Yan's puppet, and even his soul may have been wiped out.

Gu Yan felt pain in his heart, while Huo Feng in front of him shook his head and said: "Don't worry for now, Monkey is also a disciple of Wolf God after all. He has been practicing Taoism for four thousand years, how can his soul be taken away so easily... Don't worry, it's still possible." There is help.”

Jianjun's understatement of comfort made Gu Yan smile bitterly.

Even if there is still hope, who else in the world can save Sun Yan in front of this Demon Lord Ditian...

After Gu Yan bitterly handed over to the senior in front of him, he took a deep breath and turned into light and walked away.

So, apart from the unlucky people who died tragically in the first wave when the Demon Shadow appeared, the only figures left in the center of the battlefield were Zhulong Jiumie and Sword Lord Huo Feng.

Nian Cangqing and Ao Tianxing were both on the periphery, and each was injured and could not take action in a short time.

The other ancient demon Jiufeng in the field was now trapped under the bloodthirsty demon wheel, with strange blood light all over the body, and in great pain. Just resisting the erosion of these strange blood lights was already the limit, and there was no spare energy.

So, the strange demon shadow in the void laughed sarcastically, watched the departure of the dozens of escape lights, and did not make a move to stop them, but looked at the most inconspicuous Sword Lord in the field, and sneered.

"Is there still hope? You are so arrogant, young man... With your broken sword, who can you save?"

The disdain of the demon shadow was not concealed.

In response, the Sword Master looked calm, the blade of the sword drooped, and said calmly: "I didn't say I was here to save you..."

Zhulong and Jiumie looked at each other, Jiumie put his hands together and sighed: "Emperor Ditian, how about I make a bet with you?"

The old monk's words aroused Zhu Yan's curiosity.

It glanced at the skinny old monk and said: "What's the bet?"

Under the bloodthirsty demon wheel, Jiumie's face was sad, and he said slowly: "Bet whether you can catch someone's sword..."