Tu Shanjun sat high and glanced at him indifferently, but the three leading demon kings and ghost kings did not dare to breathe.
The little demon king in the crowd was as silent as a cicada.
None of them even dared to raise their heads.
They buried their heads on the ground, afraid that the one on the throne would notice them.
Even if the pressure is not released, just sitting there, the spiritual consciousness of the late Golden Core can suppress the foundation-building monk and dare not move.
Even if they don't know the cultivation level of the person they are facing, the instinctive fear will tell them the horror before them.
The most shocking thing is undoubtedly these demon kings and ghost kings who are in the fake alchemy realm.
They are closest to the golden elixir cultivation level, and are more sensitive to the induction of divine consciousness. They can probably feel the pressure fluctuations sweeping over the divine consciousness.
Because of this, I feel surprised.
The strength of the ghost king sitting in the high position seems to have improved again.
Far stronger than they ever knew.
The blue-eyed ghost king was sweating like rain. He closed his eyes tightly and rolled his eyeballs inside his eyelids, as if he was looking for a countermeasure.
He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the other two demon kings and ghost kings with his narrow eyes.
Mang Long had the same look as him, with an uncertain expression and a bit of determination between his eyebrows.
As for the Ye Ling Empress, she seemed to be much calmer. Not only did she not bury her head low, but she was secretly looking at Tushanjun in the high position, with a pair of wandering eyes that didn't know what she was thinking.
Demons and ghosts have different expressions, even the demons and ghosts in Daheishan.
Nie Quanjiu bowed his hands and lowered his eyes to hide his sharpness: "The king's strength has become stronger again."
As strength becomes stronger, a sense of urgency will follow.
Compared with Tu Shanjun, who can destroy people and repair the mountain gate, his strength is really not that good. Even the other three demon kings and ghost kings are only average in strength, and they have no chance of winning against Sunset Mountain.
"It seems that the Chiwu Sect has disappeared." Nie Quanjiu sighed secretly. Even the foundation-building monks couldn't get the news well. It spanned seven to eight thousand miles and it couldn't be done in a month.
I have to go back and forth.
The transmission talisman is expensive and is a one-time item. Once used, it is gone. Daheishan cannot equip its scouts with such talismans.
You need to think carefully when transmitting messages thousands of miles away.
Compared to Nie Quanjiu's emotion, Ma Lu seemed particularly happy.
Although the core demons of Daheishan have different expressions, they are still happy. Even if they are just pretending, their faces are still filled with smiles.
Most of the other demons were worried, and the joy on their faces was not always the same, always mixed with indifferent worries.
Tu Shanjun raised his hand and said calmly: "Everyone, please take your seats."
Demons and monsters are afraid of power but not virtue. This is due to nature. It is difficult for a saint to teach them in a short period of time, unless they use magic and magical powers to completely change their thoughts.
Only this kind of people will be submissive and settle down.
However, this has lost its way, and there is no longer a state of mind to reach the top.
Tu Shanjun knew that his strength was limited and that he could not teach demons. He was not the kind of wise man who could make all plans, or handle all relationships properly, and he could even plan what would happen after death.
He can only guarantee that when he is in office, the heaven and earth here will be clear.
After his death, he could not control the monstrous flood.
The ghost cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building was quite sensible. He knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. As a foundation building demon, he should not have broken his forehead with a single blow. However, the blood on his forehead still flowed along the gaps in the floor tiles.
Tu Shanjun didn't even look at him.
The ghost cultivators kneeling on the ground in front of them are just the spears of these three demon kings and are not worth mentioning.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks must be treated with caution, and they do not even dare to make calculations. Because they simply cannot withstand the wrath of the True King of Daheishan.
"The Chiwu Sect has been destroyed by me."
The sound fell, soft and clear, but to the ears of the demons it sounded like thunder.
The originally silent hall became a little noisier.
Although some were shocked by Tushanjun's strength, in fact they were more afraid.
After the Chiwu Sect is destroyed, there will be no possibility of reconciliation with Sunset Mountain, and Sunset Mountain cannot tolerate its anger.
In this way, the sects, aristocratic families and other forces that are attached to Sunset Mountain are all in danger, so how can they do their best to do things.
If people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to gather them together again.
One of the ghost cultivators in the late stage of foundation building suddenly frowned and cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, why do you have to destroy the Chiwu Sect? They develop the spiritual mines and we just grab them. Now that the situation is tense, the Ghost King of the Netherworld may not come back.
Take care of our Daheishan."
"Indeed, the king is too impulsive."
"It shouldn't be like this."
The green-horned demon among the demons looked around and sighed secretly. The king's destruction of the Chiwu Sect did not inspire the demons, but made them deeply worried about their future.
How can one be excited and joyful about annihilating the sect when one's own life is endangered?
The golden-haired demon lowered his voice: "I'm going to suffer."
Tie Yu held up the bamboo hat on his head.
Just when he was about to speak out, he heard a buzzing voice: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry that I can't go with Daheishan. Your Majesty's actions are extreme and have no thoughtful intentions. If we follow you, we will only become victims of the monks' war."
Tu Shanjun's eyes touched.
Not only Tushanjun, but also the core demons of Dahei Mountain looked at the monk who spoke, and the other demons cast their gazes with different expressions.
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The monk who spoke was the Red-horned Manglong who was in the fake elixir realm. He was a four-legged earth dragon. He didn't know what chance he got, but he became more and more like a dragon. Among the four fake elixir monks, Manglong was the third most powerful one.
one.
Tu Shanjun looked directly at the red horn dragon: "The enemy is at hand, do you want to leave?"
"Isn't this kind of enemy brought in by you, the king?"
"If the king does not destroy the human sect, Sunset Mountain will never send anyone here. Even if there is negotiation, it will be with the ghost king of the Netherworld."
"I am not the king's subordinate, just like the Heavenly Ghost King of Daheishan who is attached to the Netherworld. I am just attached to Daheishan. To human cultivators, I am a guest and have the right to leave." Red-horned Manglong stood up.
"I believe that other demon kings and ghost kings think the same way. Why does the king involve us in his anger?"
The Red Horned Manglong raised his arms and shouted, and the foundation-building demons in the hall were immediately ready to move. They all had the intention of leaving, planning to respond and then leave Daheishan, a place of right and wrong.
Nie Quanjiu angrily scolded: "Manglong, how can you be so rude?"
"Your Majesty destroyed the Chiwu Sect to avenge the Demon King of Lidang Mountain, to ensure the stability of the people under his rule, and to get back the resources of our Dahei Mountain so that no one dares to provoke him..."
The red-horned dragon sneered: "The four-armed owl of Lidang Mountain is a bird, and I am a beast."
"We are not of the same race, so what does it have to do with me to take revenge or not?"
"The so-called common people are ordinary mortals, and they have nothing to do with us. Human cultivators don't care about those mortals. We are demons, so why should we?"
"Following such a great king will only lead to death. Sunset Mountain is a top sect with countless golden elixir masters. By the time the other party calls, it will be too late."
"I am a guest, so I will not go with you."
Tu Shanjun did not stop him, but asked calmly: "Who else wants to leave?"
"Your Majesty..." Feiyun Yao beside him was about to say something when he was stopped by Tu Shanjun's raised palm.
"Bi Yan, Ye Ling, what do you think?"
"He knows exactly what your original plan was. You have no other way out but to follow me. With our strength, we can have a place with any demon king." The red-horned dragon immediately lobbied for another one.
Two fake alchemy ghost kings.
"Old ghost Nie, you don't have much life left, don't you want to break through the golden elixir realm to extend your life?"
"This idiot is probably won over by other demon kings and ghost kings." Nie Quanjiu thought in his heart that the four fake alchemy realm monks could indeed be sold at a high price, at least they would be much better than staying in Daheishan and facing Sunset Mountain.
However, Nie Quanjiu had no such intention, because he had already put everything on Tu Shanjun.
He is a smart man. If others leave, maybe Tushanjun will let him go. However, as the prime minister of Daheishan, once he has the idea of leaving, he will be immediately killed by Tushanjun who is in the golden elixir realm.
Just as Nie Quanjiu was about to retort, he heard an angry curse: "Someone has no intention of being a traitor."
"The king of demons and ghosts respects strength. If something unexpected happens to the king, why not stand up for me? It's not like you, who actually deserted in front of the enemy."
The scolder turned out to be the Blue Eyed Ghost King.
"My little sister also feels that this move is inappropriate. Your Majesty treats us well. My little sister is willing to entrust her wealth to your Majesty."
"You, you..."
The Red Horned Manglong suddenly realized.
Only then did he realize that except for those unimportant little demon kings, there was no demon king of the same level standing beside him. When he saw the smile on Nie Quanjiu's lips, he immediately understood that this was definitely done by old ghost Nie.
ghost.
"Okay, okay, you will die together with him in the Black Mountain."
The red-horned dragon didn't care about fanning other demons.
Originally, the momentum was huge, but the law did not punish the public.
If you don't respond quickly to the demon's lack of response to him, and if you don't leave quickly, you may not be able to leave in a while.
"Wait a minute."
A clear voice fell.
The red-horned dragon had to stop walking out, turned around, and bowed: "Your Majesty, can't I leave?"
"Can."
As soon as he heard Tu Shanjun said it was okay, Red Horn Manglong's beating heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly said with joy, "Your Majesty is highly righteous."
"But I would like to borrow something from you, and I will return it to you after I get through this difficult time."
Red Horn Manglong felt relieved and said calmly: "What do you want to borrow, Your Majesty? No matter what it is, as long as I have it, Your Majesty can take it."
It is better to spend money to buy life than to die, so the red horn dragon is also very generous.
"I would like to lend you your head to calm the morale of the army."
"What?!"
"The king is definitely joking." The red-horned dragon opened his eyes like bells, and his whole body was full of vitality.
Tu Shanjun said no more, and the sword light condensed in his hand.
"I have surrendered to the Juting Dragon King. If you kill me, the Juting Dragon King will not give up. The king is facing a powerful enemy, so the king dares to make another powerful enemy." Red Horned Dragon shouted loudly, hoping to intimidate Tushan Jun.
"Chek Kok, let's hit the road."
The sharp sword light turned into a flywheel, and in a spin, it took off the head of the red-horned dragon, and the aura turned into a net bag to cover the Yin Shen who wanted to escape.
Tushanjun sacrificed the soul flag and threw the Yin Shen into it.
"How many soldiers and horses does Chek Kok bring?"