Guarding the Demon Abyss for 100,000 Years, Yet You Want to Annihilate My Entire Clan?

100,000 years ago, the Demon Abyss suddenly appeared, evil spirits invaded, and humanity fell into its darkest hour.

Li Lingge, the first Great Emperor of the Human Race, to protect all livin...

Chapter 7 Kneel down before me, and I may let you die a quick death!

Inside the main hall.

Seeing the scene on the light curtain where one man was blocking the way for ten thousand, everyone in the Li family opened their mouths wide but could not make any sound.

"this……"

It was clearly their ancestor who was surrounded, but why were those evil demons retreating step by step, as if they were very afraid of the ancestor?

Li Chonglou's throat rolled for a moment, and then he whispered uncertainly.

"Those demons seem to be very afraid of the ancestor."

Everyone looked at each other, and the same thought arose in their minds.

Li Ping'an also breathed a sigh of relief. If the ancestor could return, the Li family's crisis could be resolved.

"Master, why are those demons so afraid of me?"

Shangguan Yourong reminded in the ring.

"Don't be too happy too soon. The demons have set up a bloody killing array. Not even the Great Emperor can stop it."

Hearing this, Li Ping'an's heart immediately tightened again, and he asked tentatively.

"Does the ancestor want to break the formation before it's completed?"

"This formation requires the blood sacrifice of at least 100,000 demons." Shangguan Yourong asked, "Do you think the demons will allow him to destroy this formation?"

Li Pingan was silent, and offered a blood sacrifice to 100,000 demons!

With such a big move, one can imagine how terrifying the ancestor is in the eyes of the demons!

But, can they just watch their ancestor die before their eyes?

At this moment, the Great Elder pointed at the light curtain and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What kind of formation is that?"

Li Chonglou's lips trembled slightly, he clenched his fists, and his tone was full of worry.

"Ancient records say that it is the Demonic Blood Evil Formation of the Demon Clan, a killing formation specifically designed to target the Great Emperor."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall was filled with cries of grief.

"Ancestor..."

In the light curtain.

Moxutuo stood between heaven and earth, with demonic energy surrounding him, like a burning black flame.

The demonic energy surged and surged, emitting a heart-pounding pressure that caused the surrounding air to become distorted.

He held a long spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was flashing with a cold light.

"The demons gather their spirits!"

These four words were like a thunderclap, echoing endlessly over the demon world.

Although the Heavenly Demon Blood Killing Formation has not been fully formed, he can already draw on the power of these 100,000 demon men.

The breathing sounds and heartbeats of a hundred thousand demon men intertwined together, forming a strange rhythm.

This rhythm is not chaotic, but rather has an inexplicable sense of harmony, as if they have developed a deep understanding and resonance with each other.

This power is not simply created by the accumulation of numbers or simply high morale. It gathers the spirit and courage of all the demons present.

Mashutaku gripped the spear tightly with both hands and swung it forward fiercely.

In an instant, the spear trembled violently, making a buzzing sound.

I saw that the power in each demon warrior's body began to flow out along their meridians, and then gathered through the formation patterns.

This huge torrent finally poured into Moxutuo's body like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, and his momentum continued to rise.

Moshutuo's body burst into a dazzling light, and the whole person seemed to have transformed into an invincible god of war and descended into the world.

Each of his movements contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth; every move he made could cause the wind and clouds to change color and the mountains and rivers to shake.

At this moment, his cultivation was infinitely close to the perfection of the Great Emperor, and he was only one step away from entering the fairyland.

Yu Tianzun looked at the burly Moxutuo in the sky and couldn't help muttering.

"As expected of the Demon Race's strongest formation genius!"

Moxutuo is not only the youngest emperor of the demon clan, but also became an emperor through the art of formation.

His attainments in formations have surpassed those old monsters of the demon clan.

Originally, Yu Tianzun thought that Moxutuo was arrogant and his life or death was unpredictable when facing Li Tiandi.

But now even she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Could it be that the demon clan was in the ascendancy, and the ascendancy was in Moxutuo?

One hundred thousand years ago, Li Lingge appeared in the human race and suppressed the demons so much that they could not raise their heads.

Now, the era of the demons has arrived!

One hundred thousand demons shouted in unison.

"Demon Emperor! Demon Emperor! Demon Emperor!"

Listening to the shouts around him, even before he made a move, Moxutuo had already imagined the scene of Li Lingge being stepped on by him.

He pointed his gun at Li Lingge and said coldly.

"Kneel before this emperor, and I may grant you a quick death!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Li Lingge.

Yu Tianzun couldn't help but hold his breath, as if he was expecting something.

Even her heart was screaming madly: Kneel down!

She glanced at the coffin built specifically for Li Lingge under the Imperial Pass, and the image of the man who had blocked the demons for a hundred thousand years, with his body lying inside, appeared in her mind.

"Li Lingge has no choice but to die."

Tianzun standing aside was still a little uneasy.

"Masu Taku is only twenty-three. Can he really win?"

Yu Tianzun snorted coldly.

"Think back when Li Lingge led 100,000 of his people to resist the million-strong demon army. He was only 21 years old at the time."

As soon as these words were spoken, Chishi Tianzun echoed.

"Every generation has its own talented people. Li Lingge is already old. If he doesn't die today, I will stand on my head and eat shit."

They have been suppressed by Li Lingge for too long and need an outlet to vent their feelings.

Now Moxutuo has stood up, as young and eye-catching as Li Lingge was back then.

Li Lingge looked at the unstoppable Moxutuo with a calm expression, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his calm tone.

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