When Fuli and Wu Jian heard this, they almost spit out their blood.
Especially now that Juesheng was seriously injured, his Qi and blood were flowing backwards, and he almost lost control of his injuries.
When did this happen?
Are they all blind?
Are their eyes just decorations!?
Can't you still see the situation?
They now really understand why Chu He wants to be a spectator, because now they all want to leave directly!
But facing such a powerful demon, where could they go even if they escaped?
And when Chu He looked at what these people said, he finally understood in his heart why there was so little regret.
It turned out that these guys hadn't realized that the three monks, Fuli Wujian and Juesheng, were seriously injured and could not stop the demon army at all.
But it doesn't matter, they just need to wait for a while, and they can see how fragile their life-saving straw is.
But at this moment, in front of the raging demonic energy in the sky, there suddenly appeared a strange wave of clouds, and the black energy seemed to be boiling.
At this stall, a figure slowly took shape in the demonic aura.
"It actually lasted for so long... It's beyond my imagination." A rough, steady and evil voice came from inside, "I thought some masters were here, but it turned out to be a bunch of Buddhist garbage? Haha."
This sound is so unpleasant that ordinary people can't help but vomit when they hear it.
It was definitely not his intention to attack with sonic waves when he opened his mouth casually, it was just something he brought in unintentionally.
"Thousands of years ago, there were many Taoist sects in the human race, and masters emerged one after another. It was a prosperous age!" the voice continued.
"Two thousand years ago, the human race seemed to have suddenly degenerated. No one had a sense of worry anymore, and began to take advantage of the ancestors' wealth..."
"Five hundred years ago, there were only a handful of masters in the entire human race. Almost all Taoist sects had become places for making money and enjoying themselves. They were just a bunch of trash..."
When he said this, his voice was a little fierce and fearful, "If it weren't for... if there wasn't an old demon-suppressing temple master at that time, how could I have been suppressed!"
"And now!" He suddenly looked at the lamb-like people below and sneered, "And now, the human race is actually ordinary people? Even if they are cultivators, they can't understand it. It's ridiculous! Haha, it's ridiculous!"
He looked up to the sky and roared, and all the demons and monsters cheered along with him. They howled like ghosts and wolves for a while, just like hell!
"Now is our biggest opportunity in the spiritual world! As long as we break through the seal left by the old temple master, who in the world can stop us?"
He looked coldly at Fuli, Wujian and Juesheng, and said softly, "The era of the human race has passed!"
As he spoke, he walked forward, and with every step he took, the demonic energy in his body became stronger.
By the time he reached the square completely, the overwhelming pressure had already made him breathless.
It feels like there is a big mountain in the sky at this moment, and the big mountain is just hanging with a cotton thread, and it may fall down at any time. When the mountain falls, everyone will be smashed into pulp!
At this moment, the figure of the devil could finally be seen clearly.
The first thing that catches people's eyes are two ferocious horn-like things.
These two horns curve upward from the man's head.
This is definitely not a human race, but a demon race!
These two horns are the symbol of an adult male demon.
I could only see that the demon was wearing a black cloak, and his black-red hair was scattered, falling casually on his shoulders.
A strong wind blew, making the demon's cloak make a hunting sound.
He was wearing a strange leather armor, with bone spurs protruding outward at the joints, and some of the bone spurs were even stained with blood.
Although he looks ferocious, he also reveals a kind of domineering attitude that makes people recognize Alexander at a glance.
When Fuli saw this demon, his pupils shrank sharply.
In his perception, he could barely detect the aura of the devil. If the devil hadn't been standing in front of him, he wouldn't have even been able to sense that there was such a devil in front of him!
The overwhelming momentum he had felt before suddenly disappeared the moment the demon appeared.
The display of Chi Luo Na’s strength!
This devil's control over his own aura is simply mind-boggling!
This is definitely not as simple as a big devil, "Who are you!?"
R&F's voice was hoarse, and his fighting spirit was constantly declining.
How to fight this battle?
A strong and irresistible feeling arose in his heart.
"Who am I?" The devil looked at the people below with a look of disdain, and the perseverance in his eyes was self-evident.
Except when he looked at Chu He and Ah Qing, his eyes would show a little amusement, and when he looked at other people, he would look at them like pigs.
"I am the Demon Lord, Liang Zidao!"
After hearing this, R&F felt his body stagger, and he was a little unsteady and almost fell to the ground.
The situation of Wu Jian and Juesheng was not much better either.
The expressions of the three of them instantly turned dark, as if they had lost their vitality, and their eyes were full of panic and disbelief.
"Demon Lord...Demon Lord..."
Fuli muttered softly in his mouth...
That's the Demon Lord!
The super devil is far more powerful than the big devil. If a devil is enough to make it difficult to deal with, then the devil is definitely enough to cause turmoil in the human world, and even cholera the entire human world!
Demon Lord, as the name suggests, is the monarch of the demon clan!
Moreover, the Demon King never appears alone, but is always surrounded by a bunch of demons.
It's over, it's completely over now.
Suddenly, a feeling of despair arose in the hearts of the three of them.
This kind of rude feeling had never occurred to them even when they faced the demons in the sky just now, but when they saw the Demon Lord for the first time, they knew that this time, it would be difficult to resist.
Demon Lord Liang Zidao admired the expressions of the following people with a disdainful smile.
He doesn't care about the ordinary people in the square, they are all inferior to ants.
But when he saw the desperate expressions of Fuli Wujian and Juesheng, the three great monks who had caused him a little trouble just now, he only felt comfortable all over.
The enemy's despair is the best compliment to him.