Zen Master Qingyun also changed his expression, and said in a serious tone: "Zhan Guang, the Heavenly Demon Clan is of great importance, you must not talk nonsense."

Master Changuang looked serious and said: "President, everything the disciple said is true, and I am willing to take the oath of the inner demon as proof."

The elders who had doubts about this matter no longer had any doubts after hearing this.

Monks do not lie, especially Buddhist disciples like Master Chan Guang. If they lie, it will definitely affect their state of mind and create inner demons over time.

Zen Master Qingyun understood him and had no doubts at first. Now he saw everyone and no longer questioned him. He said seriously: "What is going on? Please tell me and the seniors quickly."

When Master Zen Guang heard this, what Lin Chen had said flashed through his mind, and he immediately told the story in detail, mentioning Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan and Heavenly Demon Mingxing.

Finally, he spoke of Zhuo You Shen with a solemn expression, which immediately caused Zen Master Qingyun and others to change their expressions, and all the elders were also shocked and fell silent.

That is a holy god!

It's over.

Although the major holy places are powerful, they don't have a holy god. How can they compete with the god Zhuoyou?

Once the opponent breaks the seal and comes out, all the major holy places will be catastrophic.

Corpses everywhere!

Rivers of blood!

The elders of the major holy places turned pale and felt uneasy in their hearts. They looked at Zen Master Qingyun, Master Yuxu Cave, Master Yanxia Cave and others.

"Zen Guang, according to what you just said, that Zhuoyou God is still sealed?" Zen Master Qingyun asked.

"Yes, host, if the Demon Meteor Blade and others are allowed to break the seal, Zhuo Youshen will be able to regain his freedom." Master Zen Guang nodded.

"Dear donors, the worst case scenario we expected has occurred."

Zen Master Qingyun looked at the masters of the Yanxia Cave and said solemnly: "The God of Zhuoyou is a holy god. If he were to be born, it would be a catastrophe. All major holy places will not be able to escape this disaster. The Qitian Sect is a lesson learned from the past, so I

We must prevent him from being born."

"What Zen Master Qingyun said is absolutely true."

Cave Master Yanxia, ​​Cave Master Yuxu and others nodded. The former looked at Holy Lord Kuang Zhan opposite and said, "Holy Lord Kuang Zhan, do you still remember the agreement between you and me?"

Holy Lord Kuezhan said with a stern face: "This matter is of great importance. If we are not careful, the Qitian Sect will be the place where we will die, so we need to discuss it."

Master Yanxia Cave and Zen Master Qingyun and others looked at each other, but they had no choice but to wait for the outcome of the discussion on the side of Holy Lord Kuangzhan.

Otherwise, relying solely on the strength of the human race, it would be impossible to deal with the Zhuyoushen.

While they were discussing, the battle within the Qitian Sect's ruins was also in full swing.

The focus of contention between the two races, humans and demons, is the Qitian Hall.

This is the center of power of the Qitian Sect, and the treasures stored here are immeasurable.

Under the gray sky, Qitian Hall stands tall and majestic. Even after countless years have passed, this hall is still magnificent and majestic.

Looking down from the sky, we can see that Qitian Hall is located in the center of several mountain ranges, showing a scene of dragons playing with pearls.

The entire hall is divided into eighty-one floors, containing the number nine to one. It is surrounded by gray-white clouds and mist, full of mystery, just like a fairy palace temple.

In front of the main hall is a vast square, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, surrounded by exquisite and somewhat weathered watches and spiritual pillars.

Lying on the square were corpses, broken halberds of soldiers who had lost their spirituality, and cultivators who had died recently, some from human race and some from demon race.

Above the square, there were several battlefields, all of which were filled with humans. Genius disciples from various holy places of the demon tribe were fighting fiercely.

The elders of the major holy places entered Qitian Hall in advance.

The main hall has a series of silver-white doors, most of which have been cracked and collapsed, and there are still corpses lying on some thresholds.

Rumble!

From time to time, there were sounds of fighting and colorful divine lights bursting out from all floors of the hall, leaving windows riddled with holes. Some windows fell down and were soon shattered by various energy light waves.

If Lin Chen were here, he would be able to see many familiar figures, such as the Baihua Valley Master, the red-bearded old man, Yuanwu War Ancestor and Wanjun Divine Ancestor.

The various magical elixirs, magical medicines, magical weapons and magical ingredients in the hall have become the targets of their competition.

"Senior Brother Wuyin, we really came to the right place this time. There are really too many treasures in this Qitian Sect, more than the treasures I have seen before."

Bixia Flower Girl looked at Wuyin Quanzu with joy. She held a fiery red jade box in her hand, which contained a magical medicine as red as a maple leaf.

Wuyin Quanzu's eyes were bright, and there were earthy yellow seals of mountains and rivers suspended above his head. He stepped on the air of mountains and rivers, and held a bottle of earth-attribute magic elixir in his right hand. He nodded with a smile and said:

"Yes, there are countless treasures in the hands of the dead Qitian Sect members alone."

After saying this, he looked at the Qitian Hall with a broken door: "I'm afraid there are more treasures in the hall. All the elders and the eight ancestors of the demon clan have gone in. We don't have the strength to fight for them, so we look for the treasures outside."

"What a shame."

The Bixia Flower Girl's eyes flashed with unwillingness, but she knew that inside was the focus of the Eight Paths Divine Ancestors' struggle. With her strength, she probably died from the aftermath of the battle before she even found the treasure.

"It's no pity. It's a great opportunity for us to be able to come in this time."

Wuyinquan Ancestor looked at it clearly, and suddenly heard a majestic and fierce shout from behind:

"Get away! A bunch of ants."

The sound of shouting echoed in his ears, filled with immeasurable divine power. Wuyin Quanzu felt the pressure coming on him, and hurriedly used the mountain and river earthy yellow seals to defend himself, and then turned around to look.

I saw a strong demonic sword energy coming from outside the mountain range, scattering the dark sword light all over the sky, like meteors and flying swords, hitting people, including more than a dozen Five Paths Divine Ancestors from the two demon clans.

Whoosh!

The sword energy descended on the square as light as a feather, revealing a middle-aged man wearing rusty black armor and holding a black magic knife. There was a conspicuous black rune between his eyebrows.

If Lin Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the other person. He is the Demon Meteor Sword.

As soon as it landed on the square, the Demonic Meteor Sword erupted with a terrifying power.

Buzz!

The aura of the demon that contains the power of the sword will take him as the center, and all the cultivators within a radius of ten thousand miles will be blown away.

Among them were four of the Seven Paths Divine Ancestors. Facing the power of the Demon Meteor Sword, they were as helpless as straw. The expressions of all the Divine Ancestors in the square changed drastically.

The Bixia flower girl's face turned pale, she hid behind Wuyin Quanzu, her delicate body was trembling and said: "Senior Brother Wuyin, he is the Eight Paths Divine Ancestor."

"It's strange, this man is full of demonic energy, he is obviously a demon, but he only hurts us human cultivators, why doesn't he even let the demons go?" Wuyin Quanzu asked puzzledly.

He did not understand the Heavenly Demon Clan and mistook the Heavenly Demon Meteor Knife for the Demon Clan.

Not only him, but even the demons present were surprised. A Seventh Path Divine Ancestor walked out with a scroll of demonic fire and asked politely: "Senior, I don't know which holy land you are from..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Demon Meteor Knife, who sternly scolded: "Noisy!"

He raised his hand and waved the black magic knife, like cutting off water, directly splitting the Seven Paths God Ancestor in half. The crystal of the God Ancestor cracked, and the essence and spirit collapsed instantly.

"What?"

The demons present were shocked and could hardly believe that the demon in front of them was so murderous that they even killed their own clansmen.
Chapter completed!