Qingming Palace, the outer barrier of Demon Palace Mountain, is guarded by thirty-six temples and is extremely powerful.
The news of the Star Continent's gods attacking Hell has already spread throughout Hell. The situation in Hell has changed dramatically. Everyone is in danger and there is no way to deal with it.
This day.
Gloomy black clouds enveloped the entire Qingming Palace. They were millions of undead warriors who had fled from the front line and were hovering nearby. Without Qingming's orders, they could not attack the interior of Qingming Palace.
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"Your Highness Princess, we'd better retreat quickly. The opponent is coming fiercely and we can't stop it."
In a large hall, thirty-four ancient god masters stood on the left and right of Qing Ming, looking extremely nervous.
As Ancient Gods, they can be regarded as a sweeping force in hell. However, the masters of the gods brought by Mubai this time are the weakest at the Ancient God level. They also have the advantage of blood transformation. They cannot fight alone.
One person is an opponent.
Moreover, just one False God-level elder can kill them instantly.
Although there are tens of millions of undead troops under the Demon King, in front of the virtual god-level masters, they are nothing more than cannon fodder and ants, and cannot stop the attack of the gods of the Tianlong clan.
Qing Ming smiled sadly, sat slumped on the princess throne, and murmured: "He is really back. I didn't expect that he has changed so amazingly that even the Demon King cannot be his opponent."
The thirty-four ancient gods looked shocked, not knowing what Qing Ming meant.
Qing Ming took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "Even if we leave hell, we can't escape death. Just accept our fate."
"What?" When the gods heard this, they were shocked out of their wits.
Qing Ming stood up suddenly, with a determined look on his face, and said: "Even if we die, we can't let the enemy see our vulnerability. Come with me and go out to meet them for a while."
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Outside the Qingming Palace, mourners were everywhere, and countless undead warriors were crying sadly. They were completely forced to a dead end. What awaited them was nothing but ashes.
"Let us in!"
"Princess Qingming, save us!"...
call--
The entire hell sky was suddenly illuminated by a ball of extremely shining fire, shining like daylight.
Mu Bai and his children were sitting on the back of the fire unicorn, holding the Supreme Holy Sword in his hand, piercing the sky like a flaming meteor. The mighty momentum caused millions of dead souls to fly away in an instant.