Kong Wu looked at Zhuo Yifan and said with a smile: "Donor Zhuo is such a smart person, how could you not have thought of this?"
He smiled slightly and continued: "Actually, you have also seen this great demon."
Zhuo Yifan was shocked and a little unbelievable: "Master, are you talking about...the Saint King of Killing?"
"This is the flag set up by Murong Qiansha, the Demon King of Thousand Kills, to protect his daughter. This Holy Lord of Killers is actually just a trace of his obsession. His existence is to kill all living beings who come close to the country, so as not to
Affecting my daughter’s safety.”
Zhuo Yifan was really surprised.
The Saint of Killing's violent and ferocious killing star turned out to be just a trace of Mo Rong Qiansha's obsession.
How terrifying must the real Murong Qiansha be?
"The Killing Saint's crazy killings seriously threatened the guardian clan of this secret realm. They gathered the power of the entire clan to seal the Killing Saint who was killing wantonly."
Zhuo Yifan sighed: "It is really embarrassing for a father's love for his daughter to reach such a crazy level. The Saint of Killing guards the passage. If anyone wants to enter, he must be awakened, and the Saint of Killing must be awakened.
After becoming the Holy King, he will kill like crazy and will not allow any living thing to exist. Murong Qiansha's plan is not bad at all."
Kongwu said: "Murong Qiansha has ascended for tens of thousands of years and is now considered a demon king in the real demon world. He is quite powerful. If he knows that someone has touched his daughter, the consequences will be disastrous."
Zhuo Yifan frowned and said, "Is it possible that he can still come down to the next world?"
Kugo chuckled and said: "There are no absolutes in the world, and it's not like the devil has never gone down to the lower realm."
Zhuo Yifan was suddenly indifferent. Thousands of years ago, there was indeed a demon king who recruited masters from the eight major families in the demon world and conducted a secret operation in the Nine Nether Holy Land.
Since the main body of the Killing Saint King has become a master of the Demon King, he must be extremely powerful.
Dongfang Liang dared to get into trouble, presumably because he had something to rely on.
"Master, what should we do now?"
Zhuo Yifan asked modestly.
Obviously, Kongwu's understanding of this place far exceeds that of Zhuo Yifan.
Moreover, Zhuo Yifan doesn't dare to believe that the eclipse is empty now. No one knows what this weapon spirit is thinking. Maybe it wants to trap Zhuo Yifan to death.
Kongwu took a deep look at Zhuo Yifan and said, "Does Donor Zhuo have any good suggestions?"
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "This matter involves the devil king. If I, a young Mahayana monk, have any suggestions, I will just follow the master's arrangements."
"Donor Zhuo, please don't belittle yourself. The fact that you can travel through the secret realm with your Mahayana cultivation is a miracle in itself."
Zhuo Yifan smiled noncommittally.
In this case, of course he would not express his opinions without authorization.
Kūgo didn't know what he said to those ghosts. They flew out happily one by one and rushed to the earth.
"Actually, Donor Zhuo, you should have thought that these ghosts are actually the citizens who were killed by Murong Qiansha. Now that they have finally returned to their hometown, they are inevitably a little excited."
Zhuo Yifan expressed his understanding, but was a little confused: "Murong Qiansha must place his daughter in the safest place."
"What Donor Zhuo said is absolutely true. The safest place in this country is of course the Imperial City."
Zhuo Yifan's eyes lit up: "Imperial City Treasure House?"
"It should be." Kongwu said solemnly: "If there are still people who can find here, their goal should be the imperial city, let's go."
Since some ghosts are subjects here, of course they know where the imperial city is.
With these ghosts leading the way, everyone headed straight for the imperial city.
This country is not very big. With the full efforts of everyone, it spanned thousands of miles and soon arrived at the capital city.
Murong Qiansha dominated the country by himself, so the capital city was naturally the largest and most prosperous, stretching over a thousand miles in length and breadth.
What surprised Zhuo Yifan was that Kung Wu didn't seem to be affected at all here, and he was moving very fast, almost like teleporting.
It is estimated that he did this casually and did not show his true strength.
However, when they arrived at the capital, everyone was in a collective daze.
The capital city was severely damaged, with half of the city gates collapsed and ruins everywhere.
But what is absolutely unexpected is that there are actually soldiers standing on the broken city wall.
They were densely packed and covered the entire city gate.
Countless sharp arrows and magic cannons, it can be said that he is fully armed.
Kugo said with a smile: "They are indeed well prepared."
Zhuo Yifan frowned and said in surprise: "These are the soldiers and horses of the Seventh Lost City. Their millions of troops are at the outermost edge. How could they appear here directly?"
"Of course someone carried a super teleportation device to teleport them here." Kūgo's intelligent eyes flashed, as if everything was as he expected.
"What should we do now? These people must have been sent here by Dongfang Liang and used as sacrifices."
"That's not necessarily true. It doesn't look like a sacrifice at all now."
Zhuo Yifan looked at these fully armed soldiers and said helplessly: "One million troops guard the four gates. There are more than 200,000 people in each place. It is very difficult to get in."
Kūgo said: "It's not difficult, it's simply impossible. Have you seen their weapons? Although these people's cultivation levels are not high, the Seventh Secret Realm has existed for millions of years, and they have mastered many methods to enhance their strength.
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Kūgo pointed at a magic cannon and continued: "Don't underestimate this magic cannon. As long as it falls, no magic power can be used within a radius of several thousand meters. It can completely render the magic weapon ineffective."
Zhuo Yifan was shocked and said: "Is there such a weapon?"
"Of course, the arrows they carry are also extraordinary. They are polished from the bones of a space-based ferocious beast in the secret realm. They have the power to penetrate space. Just imagine, the enemy's abilities are completely restricted.
But their attacks are still violent, and even if you are a real demon or a heavenly demon, you will still be punished."
Zhuo Yifan gasped: "Yuba is really crazy, this is a desperate move!"
Of course, the only one who can mobilize an army of millions to carry out such a desperate mission is Yu Batian.
Yu Batian didn't know where he was, but now it seemed that he should have been rescued by Dongfang Liang.
Faced with this situation, even someone as strong as Kongo is helpless.
Although there are three hundred warriors here, facing an army of more than two hundred thousand, they really don't even have the slightest confidence.
Moreover, these armies also possess magical weapons designed to deal with outside monks. Anyone who dares to attack them will probably be set on fire.
Zhuo Yifan was anxious: "Dongfang Liang and An Chen should be breaking Murong Qiansha's protective circle at this moment. Once they obtain the true demon's blood, things will become out of control."
Zhuo Yifan really couldn't imagine how high a drop of blood essence from a super master in the Golden Immortal realm could elevate a person to?