Chapter 175 Group Fight

The Demon Lord said this because he simply wanted him to die.

He thought that Qiu Qianling would at least take the Jinmen Immortal Palace behind him into consideration, but he didn't expect that she was too lazy to even pretend.

Only then did Liu Dazhong realize that the demons had appeared at the meeting precisely to wage war against the immortals. How could a demon king so determined be afraid of his threats?

No matter how he struggled to survive, it was all in vain.

Sure enough, through the transparent defensive shield, he saw the greed flashing in the eyes of those around him.

Fear instantly gripped his heart.

"You lowly people, do you still have any blood in your veins? You actually want to degenerate into demons? Have you forgotten how the demons massacred the immortals?" Liu Dazhong roared.

Then, he raised his hand and summoned the spirit sword, "If you don't want to die, get out of here! You are no match for me!"

But his left hand, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, was shaking violently, revealing to everyone how scared he was at the moment.

The people stared at him even more fanatically.

Just as Liu Dazhong said, most of the opposition members present at the meeting were powerless civilians. On a normal day, they couldn't even reach the threshold of the academy, let alone cultivate to become immortals. As for the immortals, they had never even seen them.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the lowest class of untouchables.

So, with such an opportunity to become stronger in front of them, how could they possibly refuse?

As for the women of the Madam faction, although some of them had received instruction in the Immortal Cultivation Academy, they had only learned the introductory techniques.

It is precisely because they know how difficult it is to practice that they understand the value of the Foundation Establishment Realm, which may be a realm that ordinary people cannot achieve in their entire lives.

But now, the opportunity is right in front of them. As long as they get Liu Dazhong's heart blood, they can become a demon in the Demon Condensation Realm.

As the saying goes, it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.

Even if he degenerates into a demon, so what? A powerful demon is a thousand times more powerful than a cowardly human.

"At this time, are you still slandering the demons? Who is right and who is wrong between the demons and the immortals? What does it have to do with us? I only know that you, Liu Dazhong, really want to massacre us all!"

"That's right, the Immortals are truly hypocritical and selfish, and they only continue to exploit us. I think the Demons are a thousand times more honest than you. We are abandoning the dark and joining the light."

Everyone refuted fiercely, convincing themselves and the people present at the same time. Then, they attacked Liu Dazhong without hesitation.

Those who move slowly cannot squeeze in at all and can only watch from the outside, hanging their heads in regret.

Under the fierce attack of the crowd, the defensive magic shield was instantly covered with cracks and was on the verge of collapse.

Liu Dazhong's face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and he was about to collapse.

Although these people's cultivation was not as strong as his, they had the advantage of being more numerous and powerful, and they were not as wounded as he was.

Once the defensive shield was broken, even one punch from one person would be enough to smash him into a pulp.

On the stage, Mu Chen looked at the crowd frantically attacking Liu Dazhong, his mouth wide open in disbelief, "How, how could this happen?"

She clearly remembered how they had harshly expelled her, a demon, in the tavern before.

But now, they are fighting to become demons, and even began to praise the nobility of demons.

It seems so dreamy no matter how I think about it.

"It's because your stance has changed. Wherever you sit, your heart will naturally go. Once you have the idea of becoming a demon, you will spontaneously start to defend the demons." Qiu Qianling looked at the tragedy in front of him indifferently and spoke in a calm voice.

Mu Chen turned to look at her, feeling somewhat surprised. Did His Majesty the Demon Lord already foresee what would happen?

Did the demon who modified this law, that is, the master of the Demon Lord, also foresee today?

Suddenly, I felt terrified when I thought about it carefully.

But this is not something she needs to worry about at the moment, because she is already a demon, and her stance has naturally changed to that of the demon.

Mu Chen lowered his eyes slightly, "Your Highness the Demon Lord is right."

Qiu Qianling didn't say anything else. Like Mu Chen, she also thought of the person who changed the rules.

Why would she do this? Could it be that the person who personally established the law could not foresee that this law would strengthen the power of the demons?

Or is she too arrogant and doesn't take humans and demons seriously at all?

Ever since Chi Li disappeared from Qiu Qianling's dreams, she found herself thinking about her constantly. Sometimes she thought of Xie Yuqing, whom she hated to the core; sometimes she thought of Murong Ci, whose kindness she could never repay. Hatred mingled with admiration, leaving her unable to distinguish her true feelings towards the woman who had deceived her from beginning to end.

Perhaps, only by killing the other person completely can I end the pain in my heart.

Just as he was thinking about it, a loud explosion brought Qiu Qianling back to his senses.

At the conference hall, the magic shield protecting Liu Dazhong exploded with a loud bang.

"Help, help me!" He screamed and waved the magic sword in his hand desperately, making the sword light dance so densely that it could not be penetrated, resisting the angry and crazy crowd.

But he couldn't hold on for long, and the spiritual power in his body was exhausted.

To make matters worse, the pain in his broken right arm started to return, and he couldn't help but feel genuine despair in his eyes.

Is he really going to die here, at the hands of these untouchables whom he normally doesn't even bother to look at?

Suddenly, he thought of the rule set by the demons.

[Anyone who uses a man's heart blood to draw a magic pattern on his body will become a demon.]

Doesn’t this sentence mean that men can also be transformed into demons?

As long as he becomes a demon, these people and the Demon Lord will no longer have any reason to kill him.

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope appeared in Liu Dazhong's gray eyes again.

He did not dare to hesitate. He immediately raised his hand and condensed the remaining spiritual power into a heart shield, blocking his chest. Then he swung his sword and stabbed at a man who rushed in front of him.

At the moment he stabbed the man's heart, he was overwhelmed by the crowd around him who wanted to grab his heart blood.

Immediately afterwards, fists, claws, swords, and all kinds of weapons rained down on his body. The intense pain surged up and made him faint.

But in just a moment, he woke up in pain and heard a cracking sound in his ears. It seemed that his bones were broken.

In order to fight for his body, these people tore off his flesh and blood.

Liu Dazhong gritted his teeth and swallowed his screams of pain, but his eyes were already red as he stared at the blood bead on the tip of the magic sword in his hand.

It doesn’t matter, he got the heart blood!

As long as he can survive, this little pain is nothing. He will get revenge sooner or later.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the drop of blood in his hand, but there was no good flesh on his body, only his face was still intact.

So, he drew magic patterns on his face.

Just as he finished, someone noticed his action, stepped on his palm, and crushed the finger bones with great force.

Blood splattered everywhere, and skin and flesh mixed together like sauce, sticking to the soles of shoes.

“Ahhhhhhh——!” He couldn’t help it anymore and let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.

The ferocious face distorted the bright red magic patterns.

Someone screamed, "He's painted magic patterns on his face! Quick, scratch his face and tear off his skin!"

Seven or eight pairs of blood-stained hands reached out towards Liu Dazhong's face. Liu Dazhong's eyes were filled with terror. He quickly pressed his face to the ground and screamed almost frantically, "No, forget it, it's too late!"

The sharp claws grabbed the other half of his face, and his hair was also pulled tightly. A violent tearing sensation came from his scalp, and the pain was overwhelming. Liu Dazhong held back his last breath and would rather die than turn his face away.

He was waiting for the moment to transform into a demon.

But even after half of his face was scratched, he still didn't get any relief. Instead, he felt a burning pain from the magic pattern, and a strange burnt smell drifted to his nose.

"How could this happen? This is impossible!" Tears of blood welled up in Liu Dazhong's eyes, and he was extremely scared.

He didn't want to die. He didn't want to die. He hadn't even secured his position as the state lord, hadn't become famous, how could he die like this? He wasn't willing to accept this!

"Except for Fentian, there has never been a man in the demon clan." A gentle voice sounded, followed by a burst of pressure.

The attack on Liu Dazhong stopped, and those who were biting him like beasts also retreated, looking at the newcomers with fear in their eyes.

Did someone come to save him? Sure enough, the Demon Lord still didn't dare to let him die.

He felt a little relieved and tried to open his eyes, but saw a slightly unfamiliar face.

After being in a daze for a while, he remembered who the other person was, Zhang Jiuxiao, the leader of Eternal Night.

As a cultivator at the late Jindan stage, she certainly doesn't care about his cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Unfortunately, he was unable to move and could only endure the pain and call for help, only to discover that his throat had also been pierced by a sharp weapon.

“Please… please… save… save me…” His voice was unclear, and with every word he spoke, a blood bubble appeared in his throat.

Zhang Jiuxiao couldn't help but gasp when he saw his miserable, bloody appearance.

These people are crazy.

His sight swept over Liu Dazhong, who had been completely crushed, and stopped at his still intact heart.

She seemed to understand that because Liu Dazhong protected his heart with a heart shield, these people could not get his heart blood and could only cut other parts of his body to vent their anger.

"Well, I will end your suffering." Zhang Jiuxiao said, and a cold lightsaber condensed in his hand.

With a flash of cold light, the lightsaber pierced through the heart shield and went straight into Liu Dazhong's heart.

Liu Dazhong's bloodshot eyes widened. How dare she kill him?!

Unfortunately, he could no longer utter any questioning sound.

A blood bead that condensed his cultivation floated out from his heart. The women beside him looked at it and their breathing became heavy.

However, the other party was the leader of Eternal Night. Although he was unwilling, he did not dare to step forward and snatch it.

However, Zhang Jiuxiao did not use the blood bead, but put it away, turned around and walked onto the circular platform.

She bowed to Qiu Qianling and said, "Zhang Jiuxiao greets His Majesty the Demon Lord and congratulates His Majesty on successfully taking over Zhongzhou."

"It's too early to say we've succeeded," Qiu Qianling said indifferently, but his gaze at Zhang Jiuxiao was as sharp as a sword. "But, Sister Jiuxiao, don't you want to join the demon clan?"