As soon as Shura said this, the faces of all the demon powerhouses present were a little ugly, and they were extremely unhappy with Shura in their hearts.

"No egg flew into the stinky boy, and he dared to call himself a hero in front of us. ”

An elder of the Shura clan laughed angrily, eager to catch him and beat him violently: "Heroes, they are all those who can live longer, which one of them who died early is a hero?"

Shura turned around and said to him seriously: "Those who have lived long enough, there is still Lao Wang Ba." ”

The Shura clan elder was furious, and he was about to step forward and beat him violently, Zhong Yue coughed and said softly: "Does the Shura clan even dare to beat their own ancestors?"

"Ancestor?"

The Shura clan elder was stunned, stopped, and there was an uproar around the barren platform, and I don't know how many demon clan powerhouses and even giants also looked at Shura in disbelief.

Shura said helplessly: "Why do you want to poke out the news of my reincarnation?"

Zhong Yue said leisurely: "The resurrection of the Demon Saint, you have to be resurrected for the sake of the Shura Holy Clan, and after the resurrection, you will be scolded by your own children and grandchildren, Shura Gongzi, I am not worth it for you." Ladies and gentlemen, Shura is the ancestor of the Shura Holy Clan, who once fought with the Demon Saint in the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm, and retreated with his whole body, I have always admired and admired him. ”

"The spirit of my family's ancestor is still in the Holy Land, and it is impossible to reincarnate!" said the Shura clan elder stiffly.

Having said that, he didn't dare to trouble Shura anymore, and secretly complained in his heart: "The reincarnation of the Demon Saint, in order to deal with the Demon Saint, the spirit of my ancestor may really be reincarnated...... If he is really the reincarnation of the spirit of the old ancestor, it will be bad, there are many old things in the clan who beat and scolded this kid, thinking that he is old and angry, and repeatedly collides with the elders......"

Zhong Yue and Shura no longer paid attention to him, and the two of them staggered. Suddenly, Zhong Yue smiled and said, "You and I still seem lonely when we drink and have fun before this vicious battle." The Eight Desolations of the Demon Race, is it just you and me who are heroes? Who else dares to come up and drink with us?"

There was silence on the barren platform, drinking with Shura and Zhong Yue? Many strong people wanted to, but they didn't dare.

If Shura is really the ancestor of the Shura Holy Clan. I am afraid that none of those present are qualified to drink with him. Moreover, the notoriety of the prince of Moro is far and wide, and the devil is punished by it, and drinking with him is his comrade, I am afraid that there is no good fruit to eat, who dares to step forward?

Shura was disappointed and sighed: "My demon clan is eight desolations, is there really no hero?"

"I'd like to drink with both of you!"

A crisp voice came, and I saw a girl in pink walking up to the deserted platform and came to Zhong Yue and Shura. Seeing the ceremony, he said: "The auspicious goddess has seen two Taoist friends. ”

Zhong Yue was solemn, Shura's face changed slightly, and the two of them hurriedly got up and said, "Auspicious Heavenly Maiden, please take a seat." ”

On the barren platform, the faces of the older generation of the auspicious holy clan changed, and they muttered in their hearts: "Auspicious Heavenly Maiden, this is the honorific name of the ancestor of my auspicious holy clan, this girl, won't it be the resurrection of the ancestor of my auspicious holy clan......

The auspicious goddess has not yet sat down. I heard a loud laugh again: "Shura, auspicious." How can I let you be preoccupied with beauty? If I don't come out, the foreigners will think that my demon clan has no heroes!"

A red-skinned, red-bearded and red-haired man ascended the deserted platform, looking like a demon, but he was extremely heroic, bowing down to salute, and his voice was like a bell. He smiled, "Yan Mo has seen all of you!"

Suddenly, another feminine voice sounded, and he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yama, do you remember Yama?"

Another young demon qi refiner ascended the wasted platform, this person had green skin, green beard and green hair, and he also looked like a demon. The yin qi was permeated, and the air seemed to be frozen to freeze, and he took the stage and said with a smile: "Yama Yama, it was one family 20,000 years ago, does Senior Brother Yama remember his brother?"

"In the battle of the Moro Demon Saint, even if I can't participate in the battle, I need to watch the battle. ”

Another woman ascended the deserted platform and said with a smile: "Today is also the day of the reunion of old friends, the Rakshasa woman has seen all the Taoist friends and the prince of Moro. ”

Another man walked slowly with the red demon sun on his head, and said quietly: "You all came out, if I hid in Tibet, wouldn't it make you laugh at it? ”

"Today's event, witnessing the rivalry between the two heroes, the Yaksha is also inevitable. ”

Another boy came up, like a terrible ghost, and laughed, "I wish you could leave me a glass of wine." ”

Another elephant-headed woman came and said with a smile: "The Heavenly Elephant Xuannu has seen you, and I have seen the prince of Moro. ”

Zhong Yue returned the salute one by one and invited everyone to sit down.

Shura's face was cloudy, and he suddenly laughed and said: "It's rare to reunite old friends, so I don't care about the past grievances between you and me, and I'll settle it another day." Today is the battle between the prince of Moro and the demon saint, let's not take the lead. Come, you and I will have a cup of toast!"

Eight young men and women raised their glasses together, and all kinds of laughter gathered together, laughing in unison: "A cup to Gongzi!"

Zhong Yue raised his glass and drank it all, and the eight young men and women also raised their glasses and drank freely, and everyone laughed when they lit their cups.

The nine of them laughed, but the faces of the giants of the Eight Holy Clans on the barren platform changed, their calves and stomachs were trembling, and one of the giants muttered: "These eight young girls are so angry that they almost don't say that I am a cow on their faces, they can't be the ancestors of my Eight Holy Clans, right?"

"Could it be that the ancestors of our Eight Holy Clans have all been resurrected? Impossible, impossible, if they are all resurrected, how can they not even confide in us a little news......

"If the eight old ancestors are really reincarnated, and they are still talking and laughing with the prince of Moro at the moment, then after the battle between Moro and the Demon Saint, do you still want to kill him?"

......

Shura raised his glass and chanted loudly: "Let's drink and talk happily today, and meet in the coming days! Prince Moro, if you can save your life from under the hands of the Demon Saint and escape the strangulation of the powerhouses of my Eight Holy Clan, maybe you and I will meet again in the future! At that time, we will not be friends, but enemies! I hope that at that time, Childe will not be merciful in today's situation!"

Zhong Yue said solemnly: "What Master Shura said is true. When we meet the soldiers another day, I will not show mercy, and I will do my best to send you fellow Daoists on the road!"

Everyone clapped their palms and laughed, and said in a loud voice: "Hurry, hurry!"

On the barren platform, all the powerhouses of the Eight Holy Clans breathed a sigh of relief, and several giants glanced at each other and put their minds at ease. Xin Dao: "Eight young girls who are suspected of being ancestors said this, it is to show their attitude, although they admire the pride of the prince of Moro, but they also know the severity and grievances, and they will not stop us from killing the foreign clan of Moro!"

"The Demon Saint has arrived!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed. Zhong Yue, Shura and the others each put down their wine glasses, and looked at the sound one after another, only to see neon roads in mid-air, and the demonic qi was like a ribbon spread out by the heavenly maiden's sleeves, paving the avenues.

A burst of beast roars came, but I saw eight strange beasts galloping, pulling a treasure chariot and speeding on the aerial avenue paved with demonic qi, and the eight strange beasts were all of the same species. The bird's head is a leopard's tail and dragon claws, and the bird's head has three heads, and the three heads are juxtaposed, and the steed is abnormal.

The chariot stopped, and the Demon Saint lifted the curtain and walked out with the Demon Queen.

"The Demon Saint is not as majestic as you. The Heavenly Demon Concubine laughed in Zhong Yue's ear.

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, but did not get up, and neither did Shura and the others. Instead, they looked at each other coldly.

Suddenly, a giant said coldly: "Demon Saint, you really dare to come to the deserted city. You set up a triple sacrifice to lure the eight giants of my eight holy clans into an ambush, killing many demon disciples, and today's deserted city is the place where you bury your bones!"

A giant of the Yama Holy Clan stood up, and suddenly his momentum bloomed. The terrifying coercion suppressed the whole city, and said coldly: "Demon Saint, hundreds of thousands of lives in Heiquan Pass have all been sacrificed by your blood, even if you are a saint of the Eight Holy Clans." It must also be put to death. ”

Another giant stood up and said indifferently: "You have gone against the grain, brutalized Zhongliang, killed the five elders of the Dragon Clan, sacrificed the five divine soldiers of the Dragon Clan, and made the Dragon Clan attack my Demon Clan, and my Eight Holy Clans are under great pressure." Today, no matter what, you can't escape death!"

On the barren platform, many strong people gossiped, counting the crimes of the demon saint one after another, the demon saint's face was indifferent, he walked down the treasure chariot and came to the barren platform, his face calmly glanced at the strong people around him, and the corners of his mouth moved, revealing a trace of sarcasm.

"You ...... What is it? If Moro hadn't ruined my plan, you wouldn't be this face now, but kneeling at my feet, smirking all over your face. ”

The sarcasm on his face became even stronger, and his face suddenly turned cold: "Even if I fall into decline, you so-called giants still don't dare to make a move on me, but want to use a foreign clan to test what capital I have." The dignified demon race, the glorious race that fought against the gods for endless years, the luck of the race actually fell into the hands of you stupid and incompetent, I am really ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors. ”

Many demon giants and giants were pale, and their hands and feet trembled with anger, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Zhong Yue turned his head sideways and smiled at the Heavenly Demon Concubine: "This is called majesty, your tricks are just a child's thing for the Demon Saint." ”

"If the demon clan falls into my hands, within a hundred years, I will make the demon clan prosperous, dominate the world, and enslave other races. How can God get me by providence, and give birth to a Moro bad plan for me. ”

The Demon Saint sneered, walked towards Zhong Yue, and said with a smile: "Young Master Moro, I look down on them, but I can afford you, so I have a fair fight with you here today, regardless of victory or defeat, only life and death!"

The demon queen was nervous, holding his hand tightly, and was very worried about him.

"Young Master Moro, these corpse vegetarians look down on you, thinking that they can take your life with their backhands, but I know that if you grow up, you will become the enemy of life and death of my demon clan!"

The Demon Saint gently withdrew his palm, his breath bloomed, and the tragic momentum exploded, obviously with the determination to fight to the death, and laughed loudly: "I was born as a demon clan, and I have infinite ambitions, I want to annex all races, unify the eight desolations, and complete the unfinished great cause in my previous life." Since my great plan has been broken by you, and I can't be the master of heaven and earth, then today, I will kill you for the demon race, and fight for a future for my clan with my useful body!"

Many giants changed their faces one by one, and angrily reprimanded: "Presumptuous! Why should my demon clan use you, a traitor, to fight for the future of my clan?"

"Don't put gold on your face! You didn't destroy the clans, it was already a great luck for my clan, and the luck of my demon clan didn't have to fight for you!"

......

The Demon Saint turned a deaf ear, raised his hand, stared at Zhong Yue's eyes, and said softly, "Prince Moro, please!"

"Fight for a future for the demons?"

Zhong Yue stood up and stood in awe: "This is the righteous man's words, worthy of respect." Demon Saint, please. (To be continued......)