In the northwest desert, a wild wolf tribe was extremely silent. Suddenly, several evil spirits came from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.
The leader was a lizard demon saint, now transformed into a human form, with gloomy eyes on his thin face, and he suddenly stretched out a hand.
The demonic aura rippled from his scaly hands, and a cave in front of him suddenly exploded, revealing a headless wolf corpse.
"It's that Wolf Ben. It looks like he's been dead for some time."
"It should have been some time since it entered the realm of demon saint, right?"
The lizard monster asked, and the monster next to it nodded immediately.
"There are no traces of fighting around. I think I'm familiar with it, or..."
"My cultivation reaches the heavens."
The demon tribe next to them was also stunned when they heard this. The Silver Wolf tribe was highly valued by the Ox God, and even owned a rich land closest to the Ox God. The Silver Wolf also had the strength of the Demon Saint, and was killed instantly.
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Even the tribesmen around them died one after another.
Nie Shan looked away and suddenly stretched out his fingers to write in thin air.
"He is indeed very incompetent, but does he think that the forbidden area of your Dragon Palace is a place where you can come and go freely?"
"Do you know that your Majesty is not sure about this?"
The Golden Crow fluttered its wings and accompanied him, but Song Mu turned to look at it and asked.
Deep in the small sea, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.
When the two demon saints saw this, they also paused violently, but they had thought that Song Mu had come behind them, and poems were pouring out in their hands, turning into a long sword of words.
Every time the White Dragon King took a step back, the aura beneath him became stronger. In the blink of an eye, the demonic aura disappeared from beneath him, and Song Mu's eyes turned blood red when he looked at him.
Along the way, Song Mu unleashed the weak pressure belonging to Xiao Ru, and the monsters in the overwhelming sea shook and rolled out of the sea.
Song Mu was also startled when he saw the sudden scene. He moved his hands one after another, and moved towards the surroundings with awe-inspiring righteousness. However, the power around him continued to surge in, and Song Mu was tightly wrapped in the demonic energy.
"But he came to the wrong place."
The White Dragon King was the answer, but Song Mu waved his hand. The words of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" floated in the water, surrounding Song Mu at the last moment.
With just one swing of the sword, a piece of skin and flesh was cut off from this demon saint.
The surrounding sea water regained its intensity. The White Dragon King looked back again and saw a shining stone.
"The visitor is not good."
The white figure had not yet recognized Song Mu before he came in front of him. The figure of the White Dragon King was entrenched, and he transformed into a middle-aged man in white robes.
No demon saint emerged from the white darkness again, but before he could ask for help, he heard the white shadow say.
"Go back and report to the king. At the same time, notify the surrounding tribes to be wary of enemy attacks."
The White Dragon King snorted hotly, and his whole body surged with aura.
"Back then, the two little demon tribes were so brazen in spying on Master going west. You also said that you would take revenge."
The blood of a demon saint flowed from his feet, dyeing the surrounding sea red. Song Mu still immediately locked onto a figure nearby.
Song Mu held his head high and said with a smile.
"Back then, they snatched this word from you, and you promised that you would get it back one day."
In an instant, the words of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" floated in the air. Song Mu waved his hand and knocked it towards the small sea. Soon Song Mu took off into the air.
"Haha, I never thought that this great man who shocked the world back then would no longer have such strength now."
The ferocious power gathered and intertwined, but Song Mu lowered his hands and looked at the White Dragon King nearby.
The White Dragon King's aura surged around his body, and the fierce pressure of the Demon Saint surged around him. The demonic aura on the seabed was filled with the air. Countless monsters seemed to have found their backbone and followed him one after another.
…
The golden crow transformed by Jie Zezhu landed on Song Mu's shoulder and looked at Qi Zhou before guessing.
This terrifying power stirred the deep sea, and the White Dragon King's expression changed again and again.
"Song Mu?"
"boom--"
That is the White Dragon King.
"The Dragon God spared him that day, but he thought of him and came to find him."
"The enmity of the past?"
As its body swam, lights from the seafloor around it shone, illuminating its dark white scales with a normal light.
The Lizard Demon Saint looked around, with a somewhat fearful expression on his face.
"And you dare to rely on the kindness of the Dragon God. Is Song here today to avenge the past?"
Seeing this, the other demon saint also rushed down. Song Mu's body was surrounded by magical phenomena that rose up and gathered into a giant sword to strike at his head.
After a few rounds, the surroundings were turbulent, and this power shocked the hearts of the Duodong Sea Demon Clan.
Song Mu, on the other hand, had a calm expression, and the words in his hand continued to gather together, and his small writing power suddenly came into being, turning into a series of attacks.
"Of course, not as white as this."
"Bad, let me go to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea with you to see what the legendary treasure place is like."
The White Dragon King was startled. When he looked around, he saw the body of the demon saint who had just been killed by Song Mu. There was only a messy sea surface.
As soon as Song Mu finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and rushed straight into the small sea behind him. The surrounding turbid waves emptied and the sky scenery suddenly changed.
"Your Excellency traveled thousands of miles and quietly killed a monster from a tribe. I'm afraid it shocked the northwest monster clan. In the blink of an eye, you came to the East China Sea again. Could it be that you are still causing trouble for the East China Sea Dragon Clan?"
A demon saint was floating around, and at the last moment he took command and plunged into the dark sea water.
Even though Nie Shan had been in the minor Confucian realm for a long time, the power he wielded was something that the Demon Saint could withstand.
As he spoke, the white dragon let out a dragon roar, and the surrounding seawater surged. At this moment, it turned into countless monsters and ferociously rushed towards Nieshan.
But just a moment ago, the eyes in the depths of the small sea opened again. At this moment, the pressure under him could no longer be suppressed, and the demonic aura surged out.
While thinking, Song Mu enveloped a demon saint with several sword lights. The demon saint tried his best to resist, but still saw a sword light coming towards his vital point.
"A foreign land? Then..."
"Hmph, ridiculous."
As he finished speaking, a huge white shadow was swimming on the water.
"Xiao Ke, give it a try. If the Dragon God is here, do you think Donghai can still do anything about it?"
The White Dragon King said this, waving towards the two demon saints and stepping back.
"A young scholar from the human race?"
"Star fragments?"
A golden light appeared behind Song Mu's face. The text seemed to have no connection with Song Mu, and it was just a slight movement that locked Song Mu's direction.
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Nie Shan was now standing on the edge of a seabed cliff. He saw the jagged rocks on the other side and the demonic energy billowing among them. The strength of his men was weakened a bit.
But at this moment, the White Dragon King suddenly noticed that Song Mu's aura disappeared behind him.
As he finished speaking, the auras of two demon saints surged around him, and they immediately rushed towards Song Mu. The words under Song Mu's body glowed slightly. At this moment, the first poem surged, while the aura of awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly rippled under his body.
"It seems that no one is here to settle old scores with you. That's all. Let me see who is not so capable."
The sound was dull, like a white shadow floating in the air.
This blow just now, if it were a demon saint, it would be immediately turned into a powder.
"Nie Shan, I never thought that after a few decades, he would be so arrogant."
"King, please go and have a look."
At the same time, thousands of miles away on the East China Sea, Song Mu stood in front of the sea again, scanning the front with a serious expression.