Wanpox Peak.

As the location of the Wanpo Sect, this place has always been one of the most famous places in the entire demon world.

The Wanpox Sect is a relatively strange race among the demon clan. Unlike the Heaven-Swallowing Clan, it is a native demon clan, and it is also different from the Heaven-Demon clan, which is the depraved immortal clan.

Its origin is no longer verified. It is only legend that it was once created by some demons who were born into poisonous creatures. In order to enhance their poison cultivation, those demons were completely conscientious and did not hesitate to use any creature as the target of poison testing, including the demons.

This made these poisonous monsters unable to integrate into the demon clan and were eventually expelled from their respective tribes.

After being expelled, they did not have the intention of regret or reform. They simply established a sect like the Demon Clan of the past, and they were named after the Wanpo Sect.

At the beginning, there were only demon clans. In order to expand the sect, they absorbed any cultivator who practiced poison skills, no matter whether the other party was a demon clan, an immortal clan or other psychic race, without any requirements.

Over time, this sect, which was originally rare, became a powerful force with a huge number, and finally received the recognition of the Abyss Demon Realm Venerable, and became one of the powerful forces of the demon clan, and formed the eight major sects of the demon clan.

As time goes by, the cultivators in charge of that time have been replaced by batches. Although their origin was the establishment of the demon clan, the number of demon clans in this sect is less than 20%, and even the right to speak has changed hands and has become owned by other races.

The demon cultivators no longer have the intention to trace their orthodoxy, and they don’t want to get too involved in the poison skills of the Wanpo Sect. This makes the Wanpo Sect a relatively special force in the demon world. Although they are far less powerful than the Heaven-Swallowing Clan and the Heaven-Demon Clan, their unique skills make them a palpitations in all sects.

In the prosperous Wanpo Peak, a large number of monks from Wanpo Sect come in and out. There are also many demons from other sects who come here to buy poisons or sell the poison-making materials they get.

The monks of the Wanpox Sect are obsessed with refining poisonous monsters, so they lack interest in many things in the Demon Realm. Although a large number of things in the Demon Realm of the Prehistoric Cultivators have long been spread, the monks of the Wanpox Sect have never sent anyone to intervene.

Maybe I feel that the other party can’t cause any storm, or I have no interest at all.

It’s just that the world is not about what you don’t want, but others won’t do it. They have never been involved in the affairs of the monks in the prehistoric world. However, on this day, a big evil star came.

A figure rushed from the horizon, with a blazing flame. The breath was majestic and rushing, allowing everyone to discover something early.

"Stop the person coming!" The guards of Wanpo Sect rushed out with an intention to stop them.

The figure stopped and looked at them and said loudly: "I have no intention of having a conflict with your sect, but the Demon King Wanjiang doesn't want to see me, so I have no other way. Don't say that I am a killer, help me think of a way to see the Demon King Wanjiang, and I will retreat naturally."

This person is naturally Zhaoming. He can't find Wanjiang, so he has no choice but to adopt the worst strategy.

If you can't find someone, you can only force someone out. The best way to force a so-called king out is to kill in his territory until the other party appears.

Maybe this will make the relationship between me and Wan Jiang extremely bad, but it is always better than I am worried about Li Hua's situation that I have been restless.

In order to get Wandu Sect to help, he even used the word "help". At this moment, he really needed help, even from these opponents.

Unfortunately, the Demon King Wan Jiang is not the one who the demon clan wants to find. The sect leader of the eight demon clans is only qualified to wait for the Demon King's orders. Except for some special days, he can ask for an audience, he is no different from other demon clans at other times.

Moreover, if a monk from the prehistoric world is bullied like this, there is no way. Even if there is a way, it is impossible to just explain it so easily.

"So it's you, the prehistoric monk!" Someone shouted loudly, and a figure flew out of the peak and landed before the guards.

This is a demon with poisonous sores, with four arms. One end of the arm is not a finger, but a tissue that looks like a snake's head, which is extremely strange.

This person has a strong aura, and his peak level of sub-saints, his strength is naturally great. What's more different is that he also has a strange green light flashing, which is very similar to the black light on the head of the Swallowing Heaven Clan. This person has always been the leader of the Wanpo Sect Sect and has also obtained the foundation of the saint.

The leader of Wandu Sect appeared and shouted to Zhaoming: "No matter what you did in the Demon Realm, I, Wandu Sect, have never been involved. Why did you come to your door today?"

If it were an ordinary monk, he had already taken action directly, so he would not have said more nonsense. But the other party defeated the leader of the Swallowing Heaven Clan not long ago. He might not be his opponent with such combat power, so he could only try to negotiate.

"Sect Master!" Zhaoming bowed and bowed: "I have no intention of being an enemy of your sect. Please help contact the Demon King of Wanjiang. I want to see him."

"It's not possible!" The leader of Wandu Sect refused directly.

"Then you will offend!" Zhaoming didn't say much, his patience had come to an end.

As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the demon king to fight, transformed into tens of thousands of meters of body, shouted loudly, held the flames in his hand and slapped directly at Wan Du Peak.

"You dare to come to Wandu Sect to play wild, it depends on how capable you are!" The leader of Wandu Sect shouted, and the snake head with four arms immediately sprayed out a large amount of poisonous smoke.

Red, blue, black and yellow, four colors correspond to the four forces of fire, wood, water and earth.

This is not because he is good at the power of the four elements. He just uses his unique poison skills to refine a large amount of poisonous substances of the four elements on weekdays, and only uses them when he is inhaled into his body and fights.

These poisons are extremely terrifying and can easily erase ordinary sub-saints. Even the leader of the Swallowing Clan, who has the foundation of the Saint, dare not deal with it at will.

Knowing that the other party was not good, the leader of Wandu Sect used his basic skills without hesitation.

Poisonous smoke filled the world, sweeping across the world, and a huge poisonous smoke beast turned into a fierce beast and rushed towards Zhaoming.

If other forces rely on the strengthening of the foundation of the saint, Zhaoming would be a little afraid. But this poisonous substance was not afraid at all.

The body of the Immortal King's magic weapon. It will keep him from invading all poisons and kill evil spirits. It is not said that it is not poisonous to be injured. But the ones that can hurt him must be the rare poisons on the list of poisons in the world.

The poisonous smoke was covered by the golden light of the furnace body refining, and the poisonous smoke beast was slapped into pieces with one palm.

He followed the situation and took the lead in the Wanpo Sect Master and many guards to the ground, who had not had time to dodge.

With a "boom", except for the leader of the Wanpo Sect, the other guards were directly shot to death. No one left was left.

Relying on the foundation of the saint, the leader of the Wanpo Sect was not seriously injured. He rose up and shouted at Zhaoming: "You dare..."

"If you understand my mood at this moment, you wouldn't have asked such stupid words. Wan Jiang kidnapped my people but did not see me. I want him to know what a wrong decision this is."

Zhaoming roared, jumped high, rushed into the sky, waved his huge fist, and a fist of heaven's wrath fell from the sky and directly hit the Wanpo Peak.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the tall Wandu Peak was directly bombarded into powder by the terrifying ninth level of explosion. Countless Wandu Sect cultivators who didn't know what had happened died directly with Wandu Peak.

The huge body fell, causing the entire earth to shake violently.

"ah!"

With a loud roar, the flames swept across the world. Six flying fire meteors flew out to guide the flames to slaughter the eight wildernesses*.

Impatient, Zhaoming completely gave up the opportunity to communicate with others at this moment, and only had one idea in his mind: kill! Kill until Wan Jiang came out to see him.

This is the Demon Realm. It is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Since some ways of doing things in the prehistoric world are useless, then I will transform into the demon among the demons.

The furious Zhaoming, even without the help of the Chaos Bell, no one could stop Wanpox Sect.

The demon emperor fights, the yin and yang mysterious fire, the fist of heavenly rage, and the pillar of aurora illuminates thousands of mountains and rivers... All his magical powers are activated, releasing unparalleled destructive power.

In just a few hours, the entire Wanpo Sect was razed to the ground, and one of the cultivators was not yet available, and the leader of Wanpo Sect had no choice but to escape.

This battle spread throughout the demon world at a speed beyond imagination, and its shock was far beyond the defeat of the tribe leader of the Heaven-Swallowing Clan. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect was leveled, indicating that the prehistoric cultivator no longer just wandered in the demon world, but began to take the initiative to attack.

The plan of revenge was just the beginning, and the Wanpo Sect was flattened, but Zhaoming did not stop there.

The White Bone Sect, Corpse King Sect, Puppet Sect... The sects of the eight major sects were killed by Zhaoming one by one.

He has a peerless magical power, no one can defeat the Immortal King. Even if he is protected by the foundation of the saint, he cannot stop him and can only retreat.

Tianmo Sect.

This sect where the Demon Ancestor was born was already full of people. Zhaoming picked six sects along the way, and the elites who escaped from all races gathered here.

The severity of the situation made them realize that if the Demon King and Demon Ancestor do not take action, if they are not united, they will be defeated by them in the end.

They even deliberately released the news, hoping to make the prehistoric monk retreat.

Unfortunately, Zhaoming can no longer be measured by the mentality of an ordinary person. The more people gather, the more he is interested in.

The body of the Immortal King's divine weapon is innate and undefeated. With the help of the Chaos Bell, it can also break the foundation of the human saint.

He wants to make the demons flow into a river to achieve his goals.

A figure full of flames broke through the sky. Without any further words, a flame directly burned the gate of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Don't be rampant!"

The leader of the Demon Clan, who was shining with gray all over his body, soared into the sky and rushed to kill with a mysterious light in his hand.

He was fierce, but Zhaoming was even more fierce at this moment. He raised his hand and punched the Heavenly Wrath Fist, directly knocking the leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan to the ground like a meteor, smashing a huge deep pit.

"Die it all!"

With a roar, the Demon King transformed into a ten thousand meters of body, raised his hand and punched him as if covering the entire sky.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the huge fist did not fall down as everyone expected but was fixed in the air.

Looking at the fist, a white-haired man stood under the fist, gathering a cloud of mysterious energy to calm Zhaoming's fist.

"Who are you!" Zhao Ming's pupils shrank, and he felt a great crisis.

The white-haired man looked up and smiled slightly, and spit out two words lightly.
Chapter completed!