Chapter 957: Dining Out

With Fang Xiu's retreat, the Lava Land ushered in the long-lost peace and tranquility.

However, outside the Lava Land, even the entire Hell was in uproar.

The Great Sage Hun Tian fought against twelve third-grade Heavenly Demon Gods alone, plus one second-grade Heavenly Demon God, and was able to win the battle. Such a terrifying record can be said to be the best in the entire Hell.

It even set off a trend of formations in Hell, and more and more Heavenly Demon Gods began to discuss some kind of Eastern formation.

"Is the formation of the Demon King Peng really so powerful? He can actually fight thirteen alone?"

"Hush! You dare to call me Demon King Peng? You are courting death. I have heard from people in the Lava Land that the previous lord, the Hell Angel, was eaten directly because he called the Demon King Peng by his name instead of the respectful title of the Great Sage of Chaos."

"I heard that the Great Sage of Chaos is the sworn brother of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong. Even Sun Wukong has to call him Third Brother when he sees him."

"Hiss! Back then in the Land of Samsara, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven was beating the Seven Angels of Hell alone, and in the end he broke the Six Paths of Samsara with one stick. Such a person actually has to call the Great Sage of Chaos Third Brother?"

"If you ask me, the Great Sage of Chaos is just relying on the formation and external objects, and his own strength is only a mere third rank."

Some people are curious, some are disdainful, but no matter what their attitudes are, they all began to secretly collect Eastern formations.

Two years later, the Envious Angel felt that the Demon King Peng should have recovered from his injuries, so he sent someone to send a letter.

In the lava land, Fang Xiu woke up from the cave, holding the letter sent by the jealous angel in his hand, and glanced at it casually.

"Yellow Spring Realm?"

He muttered to himself.

The jealous angel got the news that the Yellow Spring Realm was being transferred to the Supreme Heaven, and his mission this time was to go to the Yellow Spring Realm, kill the immortals and gods sent by the Supreme Heaven to transfer the Yellow Spring Realm, and kill the entire realm.

Since Zeus and the other two were silent, the pressure on the Supreme Heaven has been greatly reduced, and there is even enough energy to protect other realms and even help the realms transfer.

Faced with this situation, the Demon Realm naturally would not watch the immortals and gods transfer, and naturally sent troops to obstruct them, and the mission target assigned to Hell was the Yellow Spring Realm.

It is said that the Supreme Heaven sent a second-grade god, and for the sake of safety, the Hell side was ready to dispatch two second-grade demon gods, plus six third-grade demon gods, and one of these six third-grade demon gods was Peng Demon King.

In addition, the letter specifically instructed Peng Mo Wang not to conflict with other Heavenly Demon Gods again and to unite against the outside world.

However, it was Peng Mo Wang who was instructed, what does it have to do with me?

Teng!

A demonic flame rose from Fang Xiu's fingertips and burned the letter.

"Two second-grade, five third-grade, and hundreds of millions of souls, this mission is worth it."

Fang Xiu's eyes flickered with demonic flames. He had not eaten for two years and was extremely hungry.

For him, killing these Heavenly Demon Gods was not difficult, because he had already mastered the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and there would never be the embarrassing situation of not being able to kill a second-grade with one punch.

With the efforts of countless Heavenly Demon Gods, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was finally born in the world after thousands of years. Although it is not yet perfect, it can barely be used to fight against the enemy.

The IQ of those Heavenly Demon Gods is just this much, and they are basically useless in the subsequent improvement of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Fang Xiu plans to catch some first-grade Heavenly Demon Gods in the future and then completely improve it.

The real difficulty at present is how to kill these demon gods legally and reasonably without arousing the suspicion of hell.

Fang Xiu frowned for a while. During the time he came to hell, he racked his brains for food.

A few days later, Fang Xiu came to the border of hell, where there were already two second-grade and five third-grade demon gods waiting.

Fang Xiu spread his huge golden wings, flew from the sky, hovered above the demons, wearing dark gold armor, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, looking down at the demons from a high position.

He glanced around, completely ignoring the cold and angry eyes of the demons, and nodded with satisfaction.

Today's meal is not bad.

The two second-grade demon gods looked powerful. One looked like a stone statue, as if the body was made of stone, with a hideous face like a demon, claws on both hands, and a pair of stone wings behind.

Through years of communication with the demon gods in the inner world, he already knew hell like the back of his hand, more like a local than a local.

At first glance, I recognized the stone statue of the second-grade Heavenly Demon God. He was from the Gargoyle clan, which was famous for its strong physique.

The other one was an old woman holding a withered stick. Her hunched body was hidden under a wide black robe. Her face could not be seen clearly. The only thing exposed was her wrinkled hands that looked like chicken claws.

The witch of the fallen hell can also be called a witch.

As for the remaining five third-grade ones, they were two fallen angels and three hell knights. They were not worth mentioning. Fang Xiu glanced at them and ignored them.

"Let's go." Fang Xiu ordered the demons. If I didn't know, I would have thought he was the leader of this operation.

His golden wings trembled, and his figure slowly flew away.

The demons looked very ugly. They didn't expect that this Great Sage Hun Tian was really as arrogant and arrogant as the rumors said.

It would be fine if he was late, but after he came, he didn't apologize at all, but started to give orders?

"It seems that this Demon King Peng doesn't take us seriously at all." The gargoyle sneered.

"He has offended Lord Lucifer, and he won't live long. There is no need to bother with the dead." A low and hoarse voice came from under the wide black robe: "This mission will face the second-grade god of the Supreme Heaven, and some accidents are inevitable."

Hearing this, several people laughed silently, their eyes full of coldness.

Immediately, all the demons set off and flew towards the Yellow Springs.

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Yellow Springs.

From afar, countless people like ants were migrating. They brought their families and bags on their backs, and under the command of the Yin soldiers, they entered a huge flying boat made of platinum in an orderly manner.

On the huge flying boat, three immortal gods were constantly casting spells to help the Yellow Springs transfer.

The leader was a second-grade sword immortal, dressed in white and proud of the snow, spotless, with an ancient long sword hanging behind him, the sword body hidden in the scabbard, and no magical power could be seen. This person looked to be in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sharp edges and corners, and a mature and steady temperament of an adult man between his eyebrows, and a hint of elegance.

In the void thousands of miles away from the Yellow Springs, the gargoyle and others hid in it and observed secretly.

"I have fought with this second-grade swordsman before. His swordsmanship is very powerful, but it can't pierce my stone skin, but I can't take him down either." The gargoyle whispered.

The witch on the side smiled sinisterly: "It's not difficult to deal with him. When the fight starts, you will hold him back and I will cast a spell in secret. He is no match."

"My lords, when will we take action?" asked a fallen angel.

The witch stared at the huge flying boat, thought for a moment and said: "I will first use the death spell to attack those souls and create chaos. The weak immortals will definitely protect those mortal souls. Then it will be time for us to take action."

As she spoke, the witch stretched out her dry palm like a chicken claw and chanted an ancient spell. In an instant, a ball of extremely dense death energy slowly rose in her palm.

Just as she was about to take action, snap!

A big hand slapped down fiercely, and the ball of death energy was dispersed with one palm.