And the one behind the Thousand Butterfly King repeatedly assassinated his adopted sons and daughters, and sent people impersonating Jiang Yi and others to spread false information to shake the mind of the Snow Su Demon King. Was he trying to make the Snow Su Demon King have a miscarriage? And thus, making it impossible for the Fifth Palace Master to report to his superiors?
"interesting."
Xiang Sheng put away the lazy stone talisman, and a light flashed in his eyes.
It seems that the Pantheon is not a monolithic entity. The two people who are now staying in the Demon Sea are not only not of the same kind, but are also mortal enemies.
The Rat King, the Butterfly King, Wen Shen, Yue Jiao...
Figures flashed through Xiang Sheng's mind, and his thoughts gradually became clearer.
Her speculation is just speculation until it is verified.
But no matter who is behind these people, she is not in a hurry to touch them.
The Demon King Xue Su is about to give birth. What she lacks most now is not a helper to clarify the situation for her, but time.
How to buy as much time as possible and ensure the safe birth of the fetus is her top priority now.
At the same time, in a desert outside the Twin Kings City.
Zhou Ying, a true disciple of the Water Sword Sect, was leading hundreds of disciples on flying swords, rushing towards Shuangwang City.
Suddenly, a huge gust of wind and sand came rolling in.
Zhou Ying's expression was calm and composed, without any panic. He immediately shouted, "Form a formation!"
The disciples responded instantly and formed a defensive formation.
As they got closer, Zhou Ying saw the overwhelming tide of rats sweeping over the yellow sand. His expression suddenly became serious, "Water Seal, change the formation!"
As soon as these words fell, the seals on the hands of all the disciples of the Water Sword Clan all moved side by side, and the water-colored waves gathered in front of them, transforming into fine water swords that shot into the rat tide.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
There was a continuous sound of water sword entering flesh, and in the blink of an eye, countless rat demons were shot to death by the water sword. The place where the two sides fought suddenly became a meat grinder, and a strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of rat demons spread out.
But the rat demons seemed endless, constantly emerging from the yellow sand and charging forward fearlessly.
The situation was at a stalemate. Zhou Ying, who was in charge of the formation, felt his true energy being consumed crazily. Soon, some disciples with lower cultivation levels ran out of true energy and started bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
"Senior Sister, this place is dry, it's not good for waiting for me!"
"Senior Sister, this is not a solution."
"There are too many rat demons!"
“…”
Zhou Ying's heart was burning with anxiety, and her thoughts raced. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind, and she sent a message to her fellow apprentice sisters, "Retreat! Retreat to the sand lake we passed before, take advantage of the water, and then counterattack!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples were immediately energized, maintaining their formation and retreating rapidly.
Just as they were about to reach the Sand Lake, a strange laugh suddenly came from the tide of rats.
Zhou Ying's expression changed instantly.
This oppressive aura like a mountain comes from the Demon King in the Soul Condensation Stage!
She made a quick decision, "Disperse!"
As soon as the word "scatter" was uttered, the disciples' formations immediately scattered, and in an instant, several low-level disciples were overwhelmed by the tide of rats.
Then, a rat claw that covered the sky and the sun suddenly slapped down, creating a bottomless pit at the original location of the disciples of the Water Sword Clan.
Zhou Ying pulled back and looked at the pit in front of him, his heart sinking uncontrollably.
Although this Rat King was a wild cultivator, he was at the Soul Condensation Stage after all. The gap between her and him was one major realm away, like a huge chasm between them. She couldn't hold out for long.
"Scatter and run away! Escape as many as you can!" She decisively sent a message to her many junior sisters.
"Want to leave? None of you can escape!"
The Rat King laughed, and his huge body rose into the air. Scarlet light flashed on his claws, and he grabbed Zhou Ying directly.
Zhou Ying concentrated his mind highly and immediately mobilized all his true energy, condensing it into a deep blue sword and shield.
With a bang!
The scarlet demon claws hit the sword and shield, and Zhou Ying flew backwards, his face pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Rat King was secretly shocked when he saw this.
This woman has such a profound foundation that she was only seriously injured by his claw. If she were an ordinary out-of-body cultivator, she would have been dead long ago.
The Wanmai Sword Sect is indeed powerful.
No, they must all be killed, otherwise if the Wanmai Sword Sect finds out, it will be doomed to die!
Thinking of this, the Rat King's murderous intent grew stronger, and without saying a word, he slapped Zhou Ying with another claw.
Zhou Ying's face was pale and she was about to die at the monster's claws.
At this moment, a white light suddenly flew from a distance and slashed towards the Rat King's claws.
The Rat King's expression changed slightly, and he was about to retract his arm when a strong sense of time suddenly burst out from the white light.
The Rat King was horrified to see that his arm, which had been withdrawn, stretched out again as if time had gone back, allowing the flying sword to cut through it.
Phew!
A severed palm fell to the ground.
A strong enemy! He is no match!
The Rat King held his severed hand, so frightened that he ran away without saying a word.
But before he could give the order, the rat kings he summoned suddenly began to fall in large numbers, and death spread rapidly like a plague.
But in the blink of an eye, all the rat demons around Zhou Ying were killed.
The disciples of the Water Sword Clan who were still fleeing also stopped.
Zhou Ying seemed to sense something and looked up.
A slightly thin and tall figure walked out from the yellow sand and dust.
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