You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 766: Let the Demon Lord kowtow once?

As soon as the ancient words came out, Zhu Jiuyin was quickly enveloped by darkness. The darkness was like a surging black fog, a thousand feet thick, which enveloped Zhu Jiuyin and even distorted the reality. Everything around Zhu Jiuyin became unclear.

The powerful men were shocked, but they had no time to stop the swords in their hands, let alone retract them, so they just decided to just fight.

A blue light shot up into the sky, carrying with it a ten-thousand-foot-long sword beam, slashing straight down. The sword intent soared into the sky, trying to clear away the black fog, but the black fog seemed to be real, just the Demon King, and did not move at all.

The sword's power had been condensed to its extreme, swirling around his body, shining with blue light like sunlight.

The sun turned into a blue river, spanning the sky and earth, breaking countless rules, and swung the sword with the force of moving mountains and seas.

At Zhu Jiuyin's place, blue light illuminated all the black light. They originally thought that this attack would be enough to cut off the evil fog, but the situation surprised them.

At the moment of contact, the sky shook and the earth trembled. The earth continued to crack and sink because it could not bear such a terrifying force.

There was a rumbling sound of breaking, and in the spreading demonic fog, countless fireballs burst out, and the terrifying black flames continued to splash in all directions.

Their sword energy slashed in, but only cut a few hundred feet of clear light before being melted into black smoke by the terrifying black flames.

It wasn't demon fog, it was black flames, a thousand feet thick, like real black flames! With such a large number, the Demon King also tried his best.

At the core of the black flame, a scarlet vertical pupil lit up, looking at the Taoist master in the distance with sarcasm. The demonic mist condensed and turned into nine pitch-black spheres, flying around the body.

After the failed attack, everyone looked grim, but they did not have much time to think about it. The ball condensed by black flames rushed towards the Taoist Master.

He raised his sword to block, the compressed black flames were so scorching hot that the blue sword became distorted and could only barely block it. There were nine such spheres.

The blue sword continuously created flashes of fire, which made it difficult for everyone to deal with it.

In just a few breaths, a black ball hit the Taoist's back. The sword curtain protecting his body was melted instantly. The Taoist's body shook and he barely avoided it.

With just this one blow, dozens of powerful men were burned and seriously injured by the horrific heat wave, and a corner of the sword pattern in the fat man's hand became dim.

The situation turned around in an instant. The fat boy was decisive. The Dao Masters dispersed instantly and reorganized into a protective magic circle on the ground. This was barely maintained, but this was not a long-term solution!

The little fat man showed a trace of despair. He was indeed too weak. However, his face remained firm as he said to the many powerful men:

"Seniors who are seriously injured, please heal your wounds first. The rest of you, please replenish your spiritual energy and maintain the magic circle. We are not defeated yet!"

Seeing the little fat boy like this, many powerful people felt relieved. This little guy is quite magical. Who knows, he may have a backup plan.

Even so, the bitterness in the little fat man's heart was only known to him. He had no idea at all. With so many powerful people's expectations, he was afraid that using his skills for the second time would be the limit! But could he really kill Zhu Jiuyin with this last chance?

Zhu Jiuyin is too powerful, there is no need to guess the answer.

Moreover, as the black ball continued to hit the defensive formation, many people were baked by the scorching heat that penetrated in. The black ball was condensed from the blood of five hundred demon kings, and it was extremely effective. It was even fueled by the laws, and it was fierce. If the powerful people were not careful, they would be penetrated by the black flames in the black ball. Once they were contaminated by the black flames, they would be seriously injured!

Seeing that it was difficult to break through the magic circle, the Demon King in Zhu Jiuyin mocked: "A mere 300 people are trying to destroy the Zhulong vision of my demon race. What a foolish dream! I never thought that the human race has the ability to be the strongest defensive black turtle race. The turtle shell is very hard. It would be better for the human race to re-enter the demon race and be classified as the grass turtle clan!"

Mockery, naked mockery. The most unrivaled man in the world looked gloomy as he looked at the Demon King who was speaking so arrogantly.

The Demon Lord was somewhat pleased with himself - these words sounded pleasant to the ears!

The human race was filled with righteous indignation and even cursed everyone within the formation.

"How can we humans be afraid of death? We are really embarrassed to be led by you guys!"

"You were just full of righteous indignation, how come after a failure, you have become so afraid of death?"

“How shameful!!”

"It would be better to commit suicide and report the crime to the world!"

"It's a shame to be associated with you guys!"

……

The black ball floated in the air, and Zhu Jiuyin's thousand-foot-long tail was seen whipping the formation firmly.

"Listen, the people you are protecting are scolding you. I think the suggestion just now is very good. Why don't you think about it carefully? What's the point of staying with the human race like this?"

Everyone's faces were gloomy, and they felt a surge of anger rising in their hearts.

"I think the proposal is good, but I have a request. Can we go over and become the father of the Demon Lord? Can you, the turtle sons and turtle grandsons, kowtow to me?"

As soon as the fat boy spoke, the world became quiet.

Shangguan Qiuying slammed the table and stood up: This is my disciple, he has my style!

"Looking for death!" The Demon King didn't expect that a mere Yundan realm cultivator would dare to speak so rudely.

He tried harder to block the swing of the tail. It was obvious that he was using all his strength, like a mountain smashing down. In the blink of an eye, a tiny crack appeared on the barrier formed by the magic circle, and gravel flew everywhere.

"Clang~"

The snake's tail kept pulling out, and the place where the formation was located was under tremendous force. The earth shook, the soil and rocks turned to ashes, and the formation continued to sink into the ground.

"You dare to insult my demon clan, it seems you really want to die!!" The cold voice of the demon clan spread throughout the world.

The crack in the formation continued to expand until - a crack appeared in the center of the formation plate under the fat man. The people who were the base and the center of the formation felt a huge force coming from the formation, their chests felt stuffy, and blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The formation is damaged!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the cracked formation platform under his feet, the flickering sword pattern in his hand, and the many powerful people who were seriously injured.

The gap in strength was too great, and the five hundred Demon Kings did not give them any chance to breathe. In the continuous battles, many people had no time to recover their spiritual power, let alone win.

The little fat boy felt powerless and smiled bitterly. It was indeed his first time to show off and he got off to a bad start.

……

The Second Demon Lord's huge body looked northward, and fell on Shangguan Qiuying, and teased: "Now the battle situation is clear. That formation is very strong, very strong, but after all, there are not many people to drive, and it is difficult to defeat the strange beasts formed by my five hundred demon kings. Your disciple is indeed somewhat special, but how many times can that ability be used? After all, he is too young, Shangguan, you are too anxious."

Shangguan Qiuying fell silent for a rare moment, her eyes fixed on the battlefield at the front line. The sword formation was in danger, and she was waiting for a miracle to happen.

Seeing Shangguan silent, the two demon lords felt bored. They thought they could have a quarrel with him, but now it seemed hopeless.

"What a pity! Such a rare disciple, rarely seen in ancient times, is about to pass away just after he appears. Tsk tsk tsk~"

With another sarcastic remark, the Second Demon Lord turned his gaze towards the front line.

Everyone had to try their best to maintain the magic circle, and Wei Duan kept shuttling between various formations, repairing the formation base.

Everyone can see that this seems to be the result...