Upon seeing these people, hope ignited on the faces of Zhou Mu and his companions.
"Uncle Blackie".
Lu Shan reacted the most strongly. To him, Uncle Hei was like a teacher and a father, and with years of companionship, their relationship had become very deep.
Having climbed from the lowest point to the present, the companionship during those stormy times is more comforting than ever before.
Therefore, the moment Lu Shan saw Uncle Hei, his panicked emotions vanished instantly.
Uncle Hei smiled faintly, his face full of reassurance, and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Hei is here."
In the blink of an eye, that gentle warmth, like fine wine that only grows stronger with age, vanished, replaced by an extreme coldness.
Having once stood at the pinnacle, he had long since cultivated a calm and composed mind, able to remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
However, the help did not seem to stop there. Several figures drifted over, and the first one of them was none other than Zhang Tianjian.
To be honest, Zhang Tianjian's appearance was unexpected by everyone.
Among them were a group of elders from the Sword God Hall.
Although the effect was not significant, it was undoubtedly something to be grateful for; it was a timely help in need.
After Zhang Tianjian appeared, he did not exchange pleasantries with the crowd. Instead, he exchanged a glance with the usually aloof Han Fei and nodded slightly. Immediately afterward, the sound of a gleaming sword sheath rang out, followed by a sudden rain of swords carrying astonishing killing intent.
As it slowly circled around, like an inverted tortoise shell, it protected everyone within a shield formed by a dense rain of swords.
Everyone clearly felt that the pressure on them had eased considerably.
Legendary Black Emperor Hei Bo, Fang Yun who could take on a hundred men single-handedly, Nezha, the Third Prince of the Primordial Era, and Zhang Tianjian, the Lord of the Sword God Palace, were all renowned figures in their respective regions.
However, such a lineup seemed somewhat insignificant in the face of the demon army that could kill warriors at the Great Emperor level.
As the demon army's attack approached, everyone held their breath and focused their attention.
Seeing this, Han Fei waved his hand, and with a burst of powerful spiritual energy, the Divine Radiance Sword was born. As it entered the shield formed by the rain of swords, its light suddenly intensified, becoming as dazzling as the sun, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at it.
The scorched earth around them was etched with grotesque horrors. Under the rampant filth of demonic energy, the spirit beasts lay dead, their bones turned to dust. The green grass of the mountains and rivers was completely corroded, and the streams and rivers were as black as ink, emitting a strong stench.
Just moments ago, Qingyun Peak seemed like a paradise on earth, but now it's like the eighteenth level of hell, making it hard to breathe just by looking at it.
boom
The immense demonic energy crashed violently against the dazzling protective shield, creating a sonic boom that shattered the surrounding space. Visible shockwaves rippled outwards from the center, wave after wave.
"Oh no... I can't hold on much longer."
Feeling the immense pressure emanating from him, Zhang Tianjian's face turned deathly pale in an instant.
At this moment, even though he was hiding his cultivation as a Saint King, he could not withstand an attack that was enough to annihilate a Great Emperor. If it weren't for Han Fei's support, he would have been defeated long ago.
Can……
He's starting to feel the strain.
Sweat beads, the size of soybeans, dripped down his forehead.
Han Fei also faced considerable difficulties.
It's no wonder that someone with the cultivation of a Saint King, who has just touched the level of a Quasi-Emperor, is already finding it hard to bear.
Fang Yun and Hei Bo exchanged a glance, then simultaneously took a step forward, their spiritual energy surging forth instantly.
The brilliance of the light intensified, while the extreme darkness remained impassable, and the two were locked in a stalemate.
Upon seeing the group appear, Jintian showed no unusual emotion. He glanced at Zhou Tong beside him and said, "Send your men out. I only have a quarter of an hour."
"Oh."
Zhou Tong sneered. He had always looked down on this man and said sarcastically, "Then beg me."
Previously, without his permission, they used one of his trump cards, the three-headed demonic ape, as a stepping stone, stealing it without asking. He hated petty theft more than anything in his life.
Fueled by both old and new grudges, his tone became anything but friendly.
At this moment, Jintian couldn't care less about anything else. He forced himself to catch his breath and calm down, then said coldly, "I beg you."
"Speak more politely," Zhou Tong said, glancing at him with a hint of arrogance and feigned nonchalance.
Jintian's tone softened, and he said, "Fine, I beg you."
Seeing this, Zhou Tong nodded in satisfaction and then waved to the latter. A black shadow rushed out first, its body covered with hard black fur. Beneath its long eyelashes were a pair of deep eyes that shone with red light, captivating the soul as if devouring people.
It resembled a human in some ways, with two hands and two feet, and vague facial features could be discerned beneath long hair, yet it also bore some resemblance to a monkey, its entire body covered in thick, dark hair.
Upon seeing that two-legged primate that was neither human nor monkey, even someone as composed as Jintian was momentarily at a loss. His gaze fell on Zhou Tong, and he said, "This is..."
Moreover, and most importantly, he couldn't sense any power, demonic energy, or spiritual power from this ape.
If it weren't for the natural sense of oppression emanating from the ape, he would have definitely thought it was a wild, mutated animal that had escaped from some unknown wilderness.
Looking at Jintian's surprised expression, Zhou Tong felt a surge of satisfaction. He grinned for a long time before slowly saying, "This is the Six-Eyed Lion Monkey."
"Six-eyed lion-like creature..."
At first, Jintian carefully examined the creature, pondering the meaning of its words. His gaze fell upon the six-eyed lion-like monkey, whose small body seemed to contain immense power. Its soft fur was now like steel needles, and its entire body appeared to be shrouded in hard armor.
He couldn't help but step forward and stroke it. The moment his fingers touched the hair that gleamed like the tip of a knife, blood flowed from his fingertip, followed by the oozing of black liquid.
That was close.
If he hadn't managed to use his demonic energy to seal the wound in time, he would already be a corpse by now.
I was terrified.
etc……
At this moment, he finally raised his head, stared with wide eyes, and said, "What do you think this thing is?"
Zhou Tong, undeterred, said, "Six-eyed Lion Monkey."
"hiss!"
Jintian gasped sharply, then his horrified gaze fell on the six-eyed lion-like beast, his face filled with disbelief. "You mean this is the six-eyed lion-like beast, ranked second among the ten ancient ferocious beasts?"
Zhou Tong nodded and said, "That's right."
Even he himself didn't notice the smugness in his tone.
Seeing Jintian's growing astonishment, he felt increasingly pleased, as if he had finally vented a great deal of anger.
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