Swish!
Swish, swish, swish!
At this mont, several black figures suddenly leaped out from the Demon Pond. The figures seed to be soaked in ink, making it impossible to discern their original appearances...
"Hahaha!"
The middle-aged man laughed twice crazily: "Kill, just slaughter all the people on this continent! Let them all be buried with her! Anyway, I am not the one doing it, and the Divine-class won’t know what I did..."
Within the Divine-class, a long-standing rule was established.
The residents of the Divine World must not easily attack ordinary people, nor can they reveal their identities in front of them, otherwise, they would be jointly executed by the forces within the Divine World.
It is precisely because of this that this place has not been destroyed by beings from the Divine World...
Looking at the silhouettes leaping out, the middle-aged man’s laughter grew ever more maniacal: "I guess no one will ever know that what was connected inside Beimo Palace was actually the gate to the Demon World, although these are just the most primary demons, they are enough to slaughter the entire continent..."
At this mont, Zi Qianjing and the others were still unaware of the impending crisis, intently watching the two battling in the sky...
"It’s coming..."
At this ti, Murong Qingchu’s faint voice ca from beside them: "The world-destroying catastrophe has finally arrived!"
Besides this couple, likely, no one else could stop it.
Murong Qingchu’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes filled with worry, unsure of when she would return...
"World-destroying catastrophe?"
Zi Shao was taken aback and was just about to ask when suddenly countless cold auras spread out, jolting her into quickly turning her head to look at the sky ahead...
Several black figures reflected in her eyes, causing her pupils to contract sharply.
"This...what is this..."
"Demigods, oh heavens, they’re all demigods!"
"No, look, those at the forefront seem even stronger than demigods...how is that possible? Not just the Eastern Island, but for tens of thousands of years in the Central Continent, there hasn’t been a single divinity!"
Martial Gods!
How imnsely powerful is that?
It is said that in ancient tis, Martial Gods existed in this space. However, after experiencing a prolonged divine-demon war, both gods and demons disappeared from their sight...
Now, how can there be so many Martial God-level strong beings appearing?
Bam!
Ye Wuchen blocked Bei Jun’s attack, stepping back a few paces. Once he saw the overwhelming swarm of shadows, his handso face gradually darkened.
Even with just one Bei Jun, it would take considerable ti to kill him, yet now so many demigods have arrived all at once...
He sighed lightly, a devilishly charming smile tugging at his lips: "Seems this is going to be a bit troubleso."
"Father!"
"Cousin!"
Zi Qianjing and Zi Shao couldn’t help but call out, worry evident in their eyes.
Ye Wuchen’s smile slowly faded, his purple eyes tightly fixed on the oncoming group. Before he could say anything, Bei Jun’s wild laughter suddenly echoed in front of him.
"Hahaha, seems he has succeeded, Ye Wuchen, no matter how strong you are now, next is your ti to die!"
Boom!
Endless auras spread from all directions, enclosing Ye Wuchen in the center...
At this mont, he seed to sense sothing, his tall form slightly stiffened, and he slowly turned around...
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