Chapter 1861： Descendants of Ten Thousand Demons

"Buzz!"

The Moon Clan Holy Land hummed loudly.

I saw one after another ancient figures stepped out of the mountains and landed in the square, with a solemn look on their faces.

"You hold this order and call all the other three strong clans to the Moon Clan... That's all, let's go."

One of the white-haired old men sighed, took a deep look at Zong Shishi, and led the crowd down the mountain.

At this time, the figures of Ning Wuchuan and Xiao Ping had already descended to the north of Burial Abyss, and their faces were full of warm fighting intent.

They had already received news that Cursed Yan appeared here, plotting to kill Ling Xiao.

But unfortunately, when they transmitted their voice to Lord Ling Xiao, they didn't get the slightest response.

Regarding the grievances between Cursing Yan and Ling Xiao, both of them had heard of it before.

This young master of the curse clan was evil, controlled the arrogance of the human race, and was slaughtered by the master.

But Curse Yan escaped and disappeared without a trace.

"Senior Brother Ning, do you think..."

"Even if someone deliberately arranges it, it must be the enemy of the Lord, so... no matter who it is, they have to die. I would rather hope that the mice hiding in the dark will show their true colors."

Ning Wuchuan's expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of fear.

His heart is not good at any conspiracy and tricks, all enemies, as long as they show up and crush them.

"It makes sense, then later... I'll go first and see if I can attract more mice. You block this place with a formation, and don't let anyone escape."

Xiao Peng pondered for a moment, and there was also a gloomy smile on Fatty's face.

"Um."

Ning Wuchuan nodded, and his figure quietly disappeared.

On the other hand, Xiao Pian swaggered down from the sky and landed in the ancient forest.

"Then what is the curse flame, you still haven't come out to meet your grandpa Xiao?"

Only, there was no response.

Although Xiao Pian's cultivation is not enough to make Cursing Yan jealous, but... his presence here shows many problems.

"Okay, stop pretending, I know you're here, come out quickly, everyone, don't waste your time."

Xiao Ping shook his head and smiled, holding the ancient sword horizontally in his hand, and slashed it towards the forest.

Suddenly, a wave of time visible to the naked eye swept away, and everything was silent!

Even the monsters in the forest were crawling on the ground at this time, shivering.

In a radius of 100 miles, the trees are all broken!

The figure of Cursing Flame walked slowly from the depths of the ancient forest, with runes all over his body, like a divine chain of order, whistling and winding.

"Who are you?"

At this time, the face of the curse clan's destiny was obviously with a hint of gloomy confusion.

A human race, how dare to clamor with him?

Also, he was hidden here for only a day, how did this human race find him?

"Of course it was the one who killed you."

Xiao Ping looked domineering, looking down at Cursing Yan, "And all the garbage behind you, call them out. Today, Master Xiao will kill you all!"

"Behind me?"

Curse Yan frowned, but there was speculation in his heart.

From the first time Zong Shishi found him, Curse Yan guessed that he was caught in some of this woman's tricks.

On that day, he arranged the curse seal in advance, and he escaped from the beginning of the battle, just worried... Zong Shishi, a woman, would cut him down.

But now it seems that she is still a little reluctant.

Cursed Yan is hiding here, so that one day, when the enemy comes, he can escape into the forbidden area at any time.

But he never imagined that this time he came to a holy place, and he was still a fat boy.

"You'd better leave now, I don't want to be an enemy of anyone."

"Really? Unfortunately, I'm not going to let you go."

Xiao Peng sneered, and the ancient sword in his hand bloomed with immortal brilliance again, slashing down towards Cursing Flame.

The power of this ancient sword lies in the way of time.

Therefore, at the moment when the sword intent was cut out, the whole piece of void seemed to be completely frozen, and the Taoism was consumed.

Faintly, there seems to be a long river of time emerging from the sky and the earth, and Xiao Ping stands on the long river, like a **** who controls time, the immortal power is ups and downs, and it is invincible.

"court death!"

Curse Yan frowned slightly, feeling quite surprised in his heart.

With his strength, he couldn't move at all at this time, and he saw a chain of curse imprints emerging from outside him, like the tentacles of ghosts extending from the land of nine secluded places, colliding with the sword intent.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth cracked, and the ancient forests shattered immediately.

And Xiao Pian's figure staggered back a few steps, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The strength of this curse flame is far more terrifying than many of the remnants he has encountered before.

With him alone, it would be very difficult to kill him.

"Senior Brother Ning, take action?"

Xiao Pian raised his head and looked above the void. A smile suddenly appeared on his fat face.

Hearing this, Cursing Yan's eyes suddenly condensed, and the talismans rose together. When he raised his head, he saw the pattern on the top of his head surging, turning into thirteen strange shadows, descending from the sky.

"Damn!"

Curse Yan shouted angrily, and the skin of his body was covered with curse marks, and a heart-pounding supreme momentum rose into the sky, trying to shatter the formation.

"Small sample, we can't kill you as an alien from our desperate double saints? Look at the sword!"

Seeing that Curse Yan was trapped, Xiao Peng's face reappeared with a touch of dominance. Holding an ancient sword, he dodged and swept into the great formation of Yama.

"Boom!"

The moment the three of them collided, divine might rose up one after another, and the entire sky seemed to tremble.

The sky was turned upside down, the mountains collapsed, and many of the array patterns were wiped out in an instant.

If it is an ordinary holy realm, let alone contending with the curse flames, it is absolutely impossible to trap him.

But at this time, with Curse Yan entering the battle, Ning Wuchuan and Xiao Ping also had the strength to fight!

Of course, in this battle, it is impossible to decide the outcome in a short period of time.

And as the loud noise came, the void where the three of them were immediately trembled, cracked, and buzzed!

At the same time, the center of the ancient world.

I saw Zong Shishi's figure descending from the sky and landed in front of a mountain stream.

Just as the fifth divine machine had expected, after seeing the Ten Thousand Demons Order, the four royal clans were extremely obedient, and now they are gathering the powerhouses in the clan, just waiting for Ling Xiao to show up to fight.

although!

Zong Shishi also didn't know how the fifth divine machine controlled the remnant, and what kind of secrets were hidden in that ten thousand demon decree.

But...it doesn't matter anymore.

As long as she can help this descendant of Dayan get rid of Ling Xiao, she is the real hero of the Jiezhu Palace.

At that time, neither the Holy Emperor Palace nor the Ling Clan would dare to touch her easily.

"Little girl Zong Shishi, meet the little demon master!"

According to the guidance of the fifth divine machine, Zong Shishi also found the area where Qi Tiansheng was located, and bowed towards the towering mountain.

"Zong Shishi?"

Soon, a handsome young man in black appeared on the top of the mountain, looking down at the bottom.

"Um?"

Seeing that extremely indifferent face, Zong Shishi only felt a chill rise along the soles of her feet, as if she was facing at this time, not a contemporary monster at all, but a... real great monster.

"What are you looking for from me?"