After listening to Honglian's explanation of the ancient demon clan, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed with shock.

Although I had guessed that the Ancient Demon Clan was powerful before, but in comparison, whether it was the pure Demon Clan in the Demon Cave or the Earth Demon Clan and Heavenly Demon Clan that Zhu Tianpeng had encountered, there was absolutely no comparison with them.

After learning about it, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: He is worthy of being the personal guard race of the first-generation demon lord.

At this moment, Honglian looked ahead and seemed to have discovered something. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: "Master Canopy, we are here."

Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses, followed the sound, and could clearly see the border demon land.

I saw that the blood in the Border Demon Land was soaring. Even after a period of time, the place was still filled with the smell of blood.

Not only that, there were many mountains of corpses piled up on the ground of the Demonic Land over there, with countless broken limbs and broken arms, which showed the horror of the previous bloody battle.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed coldly.

The scene here made it difficult for him to imagine the treatment Yuehua would receive after being captured.

Will such a cruel ancient demon show mercy to her? Will she spare Yuehua, the demon empress?

At this moment, a burst of wild laughter resounded from a corner of the Border Demon Land: "Haha, Di Wutian, you are indeed a little brave and you actually dare to come!"

Following the sound, it was a dilapidated city, with demonic blood staining the city walls. The pungent smell of blood would cause monks below Daluo Jinxian to have a nervous breakdown.

The person who spoke was an ancient demon monk who was nine feet tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, a single horn on his head, and two wings on his back. The aura exuding from his body was not inferior to that of the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection.

After hearing this, Di Wutian and others' expressions instantly turned ugly.

Unlike Zhu Tianpeng, they knew this guy who spoke.

This guy is one of the five generals under the Ancient Demon King, and he is also the most powerful one among them. He is also the existence that they have always been afraid of.

Soon, the mighty team arrived at the place of the broken city. Without floating to the ground, Di Wutian looked down at the ancient demon man and said: "Where is the ancient demon king? Let him come out and intercede with me!"

Astonishingly, Di Wutian was very dissatisfied with the man's previous actions, so he simply chose to ignore him.

It has to be said that Di Wutian's actions angered the man. The quasi-sage perfect aura emerged from his body, and he slammed into the area where Di Wutian was, with a ferocious smile on his lips.

Di Wutian seems to have been prepared for this.

Almost at the moment when the momentum hit, a figure stood in front of him, and it turned out to be the Ancient Demon Emperor.

As the pseudo-sage's aura overflowed, Da Luo Tian said coldly: "Junior, I don't think you can do whatever you want with some power. Now let the ancient demon king come out and tell him that if he doesn't want to bet and fight, then we will meet on the battlefield.

Find out."

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the ancient demon man changed slightly, and after taking a deep look at Da Luotian, he said: "Fake Saint, sooner or later I, Gucci, will reach this point, and I will definitely show my respect to this senior.

Ask for advice.”

After saying that, Gucci didn't hesitate, turned around and walked straight into the broken city.

After about a while, a mighty army of ancient demons poured out from the city.

These ancient demon monks are not weak, most of them are at the level of Daluo Jinxian, and a small number are quasi-sages.

Walking at the forefront of the team was a young man with white hair, white eyes, and less than eight feet tall.

This young man looked very young, even younger than Di Wutian. He was wearing a black robe and looked very thin, giving people the feeling that he would collapse in the wind.

But no one in the venue dared to look down upon him. Even Zhu Tianpeng could sense that the latter carried a strong aura of threat.

This person is none other than the king of the ancient demon clan of this generation: Gu Chen!

Soon, Gu Chen led his subordinates Gucci and others to the sky, glanced at Di Wutian, and said confidently: "Oh, Di Wutian, you came much faster than I expected. It seems that you are.

I can’t wait to give the fragment of the God-killing Spear to me.”

Hearing this, Di Wutian's face turned extremely ugly.

Gu Chen's move was obviously contemptuous of his existence.

But to be honest, although Di Wutian was confident in his own cultivation and combat power, he knew that he was no match for Gu Chen now.

Although he was angry in his heart, Di Wutian still endured it and snorted coldly: "It's still unknown who will win and who will lose. Maybe you will be the one to hand over the fragments when the time comes!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Chen glanced at Di Wutian.

He is not a reckless person. As the king of the ancient demon clan, he will not do anything he is not sure of.

He knew all the information about the quasi-saint monks under Di Wutian's command, and knew very well that those guys could not pose any threat to his command.

But what about now?

Seeing Di Wutian's confident look, Gu Chen frowned, and his white eyes began to look at the people behind Di Wutian.

Almost instantly, Gu Chen's eyes were fixed on Zhu Tianpeng.

If nothing else, Zhu Tianpeng is too conspicuous.

Whether he is an ancient demon or a demon, he is basically wearing black clothes. He is standing in mid-air in a white shirt, and even has a faint Buddhist aura surging about him. It is impossible not to attract attention.

After giving Zhu Tianpeng an appraising look, Gu Chen raised the corner of his mouth, ducked and came to Zhu Tianpeng under the alert looks of Di Wutian and others, smiled slightly and stretched out his hand: "Ancient Demon Clan, Gu Chen!

"

Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes narrowed.

Ever since Gu Chen appeared, he had been sizing up the latter.

Although Gu Chen did not reveal his own cultivation, he could feel the pressure, and this pressure was stronger than the previous Gucci who showed the quasi-sage perfection. Although it was not as good as the previous quasi-sage perfection Tathagata,

Not much weaker.

Seeing the latter taking the initiative to say hello, Zhu Tianpeng reached out his hand to hold it after hesitating for a while, and replied: "Zhu Tianpeng!"

As soon as he said these words, Gu Chen's eyes narrowed, as if he had seen something incredible, and he began to look at Zhu Tianpeng carefully for a long time.

After a long while, Gu Chen finally put away his gaze and said with a smile on his lips: "So it's you. The Demon King has given an order. Whoever brings you back will be the new Demon King."

"I'm very curious. It seems that you have never been to the area where the Demon Clan is. What happened that made the Demon King and many strong men from the Demon Clan hate you so much that they even issued such an order?"
Chapter completed!