Old Du Juetian paused, then slowly turned his head and looked at the person who came.
Xuan Lingzi still had three claw marks deep enough to see the bone on his left shoulder, but his expression was very calm. He looked at the white-haired old man in front of him with calm eyes and said lightly, "Old Du Juetian, the outcome is decided."
Elder Du Juetian's gaze shifted between Xuan Lingzi and the blue-robed cultivator beside him. He then said calmly, "If Jin Li were still alive, the outcome this time would never have been like this."
Xuan Lingzi said: "But he is not here."
Du Juetian was silent for a long time, then he sighed deeply and turned to look at the many stunned monsters behind him. He then looked down at the sea, at the corpses of monsters that had not yet been crushed by the pressure of himself, Hao Xingzi and others. After a long moment, he looked up at Xuan Lingzi and said, "The monsters have lost, and the human race has won."
The short six words whizzed past in the biting sea breeze and gradually disappeared.
Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned. He felt as if he had heard something wrong, as if he had not grasped any key words, or as if what he had heard was just an illusion.
Xuan Lingzi glanced at his disciple, his lips curled up calmly, a rare smile showing, but he quickly hid it. He looked at Du Jue Tianlao and said, "My human race doesn't seek victory."
Du Jue Tian Lao's face darkened slightly: "Then what do you want?"
Xuan Lingzi raised his right hand, and a huge white wolf appeared in his hand.
Du Juetian's pupils shrank, but before he could speak, he heard Xuan Lingzi say, "What the human race wants is for the demon race to have no power to fight back."
"Xuan Lingzi, how dare you!"
boom!
The golden sword light pierced through the giant wolf's back and then shot out from its chest. The scarred white wolf shuddered, reluctantly opened its eyes, and looked at the furious Du Jue Tian Lao in front of it.
"Heaven...Old God..."
Du Juetian Lao's face flushed red as he roared angrily, "Xuan Lingzi!"
The giant wolf stared blankly at Tian Lao, realizing he wasn't paying any attention to it. Instead, he gazed resentfully at the cultivator who had shattered its demon core. The wolf remained silent for a moment. Then, in a flash of white light, it transformed into a humanoid form and fell into the sea.
Xuan Lingzi raised his long sword, pointed it at Du Jue Tianlao, and said with a cold expression, "In addition to Hao Ming's demon pill, my human race also wants Xing Wei's demon pill."
Luo Jianqing will probably never forget this day for the rest of his life.
The demon race and the human race have been fighting for many years, and countless elite talents from the two races have been killed or injured.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the demon race had nearly a hundred Heavenly Rank Demon Lords, and countless humans could achieve immortality. But now, on the entire Xuantian Continent, there is only one Divine Transformation Stage cultivator, Xuan Lingzi, and only one Heavenly Rank Demon Lord, Du Jue Tian Lao.
No one knows why the war started, but they only know that once it started, it could not be stopped.
It's not just for resources, but also for the hundreds of millions of compatriots who died between the two races.
When the night falls, the human race wins completely. Xuan Lingzi pierces Hao Ming's demon pill with a sword, forcing
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