The realm of human kings, looking at the entire world, there are only a handful of people who have reached this realm.
Today, as far as I know, there are only four people.
1. The leader of the alliance, Cangsong Zhenren.
2. Hu Santanai, the leader of the Fox Clan.
Three, bottomless pit and bottomless old mother.
Four, the thousand-year-old female ghost Qingdai.
It can be said that the realm is at the ninth level.
The highest in the world can only reach the eighth level human king realm.
The higher virtual gods and earth immortals are only legendary realms.
The Dark Lord, who had reached the realm of the human king, began to sneer:
"The black devil gives me power, and all of you will die here."
After saying that, he faced me, Master Qishang, Taoist Master Qingshan and struck me with a palm.
The black mist was billowing extremely fast.
"careful!"
"Get away!"
Taoist Master Qingshan and Master Qishang spoke one after another, but they all blocked in front of me, a junior.
At the same time, he used his strongest energy and secret skills to resist the opponent's attack.
"Boom!"
Black energy erupted, and the three of us were instantly blown away.
The Taoist Master Qianshan and Master Qishang who were standing in front of me vomited blood on the spot and fell to the ground.
Although a trace of blood spilled from the corner of my mouth, it was resisted but not seriously injured.
"Senior Qingshan, senior Qishuang."
I spoke in fear.
However, the two men kept bleeding from their mouths. Fortunately, Taoist Master Qingshan took out the Dragon Tiger Mountain Protective Mirror at the critical moment, and he can still stabilize his heart.
But Master Qishang opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
The last breath didn't come up, so I died directly...
"Senior Seven Injuries!"
It’s hard to imagine that such a senior who I didn’t have much contact with and didn’t even speak to in private would come forward at that moment.
Together with Taoist Master Qingshan, they stood in front of me and neutralized this blow.
"Seven wounds!"
At this moment, Uncle Master also appeared on the battlefield and ran over.
"Uncle Master, Senior Qishang just saved me..."
I said sadly.
But the next second, the soul of Senior Qi Shang crawled out of his dead body:
"senior!"
"Seven wounds!"
My uncle and I spoke.
Senior Qishang waved his hand indifferently:
"Don't panic, kid. Tiger Roar, am I still here? Don't be so sentimental."
Master Qishang is really perceptive.
At this moment, he didn't even look at his body. Instead, he picked up the sword spirit and prepared to fight again.
Uncle Master laughed:
"Okay! Let's kill that bitch together, old motherfucker, and you can go and rest."
Taoist priest Qingshan was breathing heavily and was still coughing up blood.
Knowing that he was seriously injured, he nodded slightly and said nothing.
"Old Qin, are you okay?"
"Senior Brother Qin."
Lao Mo and Xiao Yao came over from the other side and were covered in blood.
"I'm fine!"
But while we were talking, the Dark Lord was already killing people.
Many Dao League disciples died under his iron sword.
Among them, the three elders of the Maoshan Sect, who were called the "Three Idiots" by their uncle, fell to the ground one after another at this moment.
Nanyang, the senior brother of the Maoshan sect, had his head smashed into pieces by the other party's palm, and his flesh and blood were torn apart.
"Hahaha! A bunch of useless dogs dare to offend my dark demon territory."
The Dark Lord laughed wildly.
But at this time, a wave of terror came from behind:
"Demon Dao, don't be so presumptuous!"
The next second, a figure shot out, it was the leader of the alliance, Cangsong Zhenren.
Not only that, but there were also the sounds of many mice and foxes coming from behind.
"Zhizhizhi..."
Looking back, I found that the Fox Tribe and Rat Tribe had joined the battlefield.
These foxes and mice transformed into human figures the moment they rushed to the front line.
Rat Twelve held a mace, roared loudly, and killed a corpse monster with one blow of the stick.
Other demons and immortals also appeared one after another.
Not only that, the Chuma Immortal from the Northeast Hall also appeared.
Our numbers directly reversed and surpassed us, and we crushed them with force, causing the demonic path to retreat again and again, resulting in heavy casualties.
Master Cangsong even killed himself directly in front of the Black Demon Cult Leader.
Hold a long sword and attack constantly.
The powerful cultivation of the human king realm is beyond the reach of many people.
But it can be seen that Master Cangsong suppressed the other party.
The other party only used secret methods to improve his Taoism, but Cangsong Zhenren was a real person in cultivation.
And we haven't been idle either.
This time, I followed my uncle and others and rushed into the crowd of evil spirits.
Open and close, and continuously kill evil spirits.
At this moment, everyone saw hope.
The demonic group was suppressed, and the Dark Lord was about to be defeated.
Victory is close at hand...
Some people even started cheering.
"Hahaha, we are going to win."
"Everyone, please work harder!"
"There is no more demonic religion."
"..."
However, it is still too early for everyone to be happy.
Just when the black demons were retreating steadily.
The Black Demon Cult Leader suddenly stepped back and shook Master Cangsong away.
Roar directly:
"Allies, it's time to show up."
As soon as he said this, people in the passages on the left and right suddenly shouted, "Kill Zhentian."
"The Immortal Society is here!"
"Amaterasu Alliance is coming!"
With the appearance of a burst of black fog and green gas.
An eyeball appeared on the battlefield.
Groups of scarecrow ghosts flew in densely from a distance, "woo woo woo".
There are so many, thousands of them.
At this moment, all the fellow Daoist Alliance members were all frightened.
There was an advantage just now, but now it is gone.
Moreover, he fell into passivity and disadvantage...