After living like the walking dead in this dark valley for decades, there is finally hope!
Some of them were captured here since birth, and some were captured during the demon-slaying process.
All the humans captured here have no cultivation, and those who have cultivation have been crippled.
They are afraid that miracles will always happen to the human race, this magical race.
Only useless people can make the demons feel at ease.
"Notify the Nine Emperors Palace and have them unite with other sects to come to Xizhou."
"Demon slayer!"
Although Wei Mo admitted that he killed Xu Kongshi that day, he clearly remembered that there were seven demons in total at that time.
So in his heart, this revenge has not yet been completed.
As for the other demons, they are not good people anyway, so we will kill them wherever they go.
Yun Yingyue contacted the Nine Emperors Palace through a message talisman. Chen Li said that he would unite hundreds of sects to send people, and the top ten sects would each send an Immortal Emperor.
"Ten Immortal Emperors?" Xu Jiujun felt that it was not enough. This move was to destroy the two races of demons and monsters.
It would be difficult for ten Immortal Emperors to deal with these two tribes, not to mention the demons from other immortal realms.
"You wait here." After leaving behind a clone, Xu Jiujun teleported to the Qingtian Palace.
"Emperor Qingtian!" Xu Jiujun shouted, "Come out!"
Xu Jiujun was not polite to Emperor Qingtian. After all, the behavior of the three of them had left a very bad impression on him.
When Emperor Qingtian heard Xu Jiujun's voice, he was frightened and quickly got up from the bed, tearing through the void and coming in front of Xu Jiujun.
"God of Poetry, what instructions do you have for coming here?" Xu Jiujun's divine breath that day left a huge shadow in their hearts.
For the Immortal Emperor, facing the gods, even the lowest level virtual gods, is like an ant facing a giant.
"Where is the God of Spiritual Will?" Xu Jiujun glanced at him with cold eyes and asked lightly.
"I don't know. It's always the Spiritual God who comes to us." Emperor Qingtian shook his head, and Xu Jiujun didn't intend to get entangled in such meaningless things.
"Go find the Immortal Emperors you know and tell them that the two demon races from the outside world are going to attack the Spiritual Realm. Be prepared to fight back."
Xu Jiujun turned to leave when he finished speaking. Suddenly, Emperor Qingtian said, "Poetry God!"
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't call..."
"Why?" Xu Jiujun asked in confusion.
"Because, because we signed a non-existent treaty with the Spiritual Will God. Without the Spiritual Will God's consent, the Spiritual Will Realm Immortal Emperor cannot take action!"
"He's just a virtual god. Who gave him the courage?" A murderous look flashed in Xu Jiujun's eyes, inadvertently lowering the temperature around him to freezing point.
Emperor Qingtian was trembling with fear and said, "Yes, yes, this is also the reason why no Immortal Emperor has taken action in the world for so many years..."
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