Jingque said that he is very good at fighting. As long as Morion can give him the command of the Star Fission Battlefield, he will definitely defeat the Lord of the Forest and avenge the Son of Evil.

But when he heard this, Tsukatora felt a little unhappy.

Isn't it obvious that he is here to grab the credit? The battlefield in the Land of Star Fission has been almost exhausted. Even if there is a Lord of the Forest to support it, it will only take another 3000 years at most to complete the battle.

The Lord of the Forest was brought down.

For people at their level, 3000 years is not a time at all.

Tsukatora immediately turned pale.

"Don't be so easy-going here. My adoptive father's long-term plan is for us to quickly conquer the Great Thousand Stars Territory. You are not as good as me in terms of cultivation. Don't make such promises now, but in the end you can't win. I don't think you can do anything."

Let me explain to my adoptive father and everyone in our Demonic Disaster Star Territory."

hehe.

Jingque sneered, then faced Tsukatora directly, with an evil light in his eyes.

"I know what you want to express. There is no doubt that I am not as good as you. In this case, the two of us can compete here to decide whether to live or die."

Jing Que's cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Eight-Star God Intermediate Level. In the final analysis, he is on the same level as the Lord of the Forest.

However, he is blessed with treasures and has a daring character. Therefore, in terms of actual combat power, he does not believe that he will lose to Tsukatora.

As a result, the two started a fierce argument right there, and there was a strong tendency for them to fight each other if they disagreed.

This state of fierce quarrel lasted for three full years.

In the end, Jingque couldn't bear it any longer.

"You bastard, you know what to say here. Didn't you see that the Mountain Lord has been beaten to the ground by me? If you dare to say another word, I will definitely tear your mouth to pieces."

Just when the situation was about to develop further, footsteps came from outside the door.

Tread! Tread! Tread!

This was followed by the sound of objects rolling to the ground.

Gududu, Gududu.

A ball-shaped object wrapped in gauze rolled in.

The thing came to the feet of Tsukatora and Jingque.

The angry Jingque immediately cursed loudly.

"You dare to throw anything here casually, do you still know the rules?"

Jingque understood that the only four adopted sons of his adoptive father could appear here.

Now he and Tsukatora have appeared here, and the head of the Evil Son is also there.

Then the identity of the person who came in from the outside can be easily revealed. He is the fourth adopted son of his adoptive father, and his name is Xuan Shenwu.

To be honest, Jingque didn't like this guy Xuan Shenwu, so he didn't save any face for him when he came.

But after Jingque finished scolding, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Logically speaking, Tsukatora, that old bastard, should have said something strange at this time, but he didn't hear Tsukatora's voice. When he looked up, he just saw Tsukatora's surprised expression.

Jingque realized that he seemed to be a little reckless. He quickly opened his consciousness and scanned the round white gauze thing. At this sight, he was completely shocked.

"This, this is..."

Before Jingque had time to finish what he said, Xuan Shenwu's voice rang out.

"The heads of the four great hermits in the Great Thousand Star Region, the Lord of Fire, have been brought to me. Please ask my adoptive father to arrange the next step."

As soon as these words came out, Tsukatora and Jingque were even more stunned.

"Honestly, how did you kill me?"

"Oh, what kind of bad luck did you have to kill the strong hermit in such a short period of time?"

The four strong hermits in the Great Thousand Star Region and the four primitive families in the Demon Disaster Star Region are basically in constant opposition.

The secret fight between these eight people has probably lasted for hundreds of millions of years.

Everyone has left more or less injuries on each other's bodies, but for hundreds of millions of years, no one has been able to completely kill the other.

Even this time, Su Yun and Lord Lin worked together to get rid of the Evil Son.

But in the final analysis, the Son of Evil still has a trace of his soul remaining in his body, so he has not turned into nutrients among the stars.

When Xuan Shenwu walked in, he didn't even look at Tsukatora and Jingque. He kicked the gauze away, revealing the head inside.

The exposed part is not direct flesh and blood, but a transparent ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture exudes boundless cold air, and just by being there, the temperature in the entire hall drops by thousands of degrees.

The surrounding ground began to pick up frost involuntarily.

And wrapped in this transparent and snow-white ice sculpture is the head of the Lord of Fire.

"Did you see clearly?"

Xuan Shenwu just asked casually, and then stepped on the ice sculpture.

The moment the ice shattered, the Fire Lord's head turned into a wisp of gas and dissipated in the endless starry sky.

Tsukatora and Jingque looked at each other.

They once wondered how on earth this guy Xuan Shenwu did it.

The Lord of Fire, whether it is his body, spirit or magic power, has been wiped clean by Xuan Shenwu, and there is no trace of his breath in this world.

Jingque and Tsukahu choked up unconsciously. They seemed to want to ask something more, but the black figure in front of them, who had always had his back to them, spoke.

"My son, the evil son, will be killed by the people from the Great Thousand Stars Territory!"

When Morion said his first words, Tsukatora and Jingque, who were still a little unconvinced, consciously shut up.

The Son of Evil is indeed not dead in this state, but he only has a glimmer of consciousness.

From a life perspective, the Son of Evil is now an embryonic cell, and it will take at least hundreds of millions of years to return to his peak state.

This time is probably older than the age of the Evil Son.

Therefore, regardless of whether the Son of Evil dies or not, he is still like that anyway. He is no longer of much use to Morion and the entire Demonic Disaster Star Territory.

These words of Morion have completely announced the death of the Son of Evil, and he will not appear in this star field again in the future.

Morion's subsequent words made Tsukatora and Jingque frightened.

"The death of my adopted son has finally resulted in the demise of a strong hermit. If each of you can be as persistent and as hardworking as Xuan Shenwu, why can't you worry about the small Daqianxingyu?

Come down."

"Every day the stubborn ones fight among themselves. To be honest, you are so disappointing to me."

Both Tsukatora and Jingque were sweating, it was obvious that they were scolding them for their incompetence.
Chapter completed!