In front of the Demon Palace, in the huge square.

Countless armies were still fighting fiercely, the steps in all directions were covered with corpses, and there was a melee in the sky and on the ground.

Violent beast roars and the pungent smell of blood filled every space.

The mountains and plains below are full of banners and armies!

"What should we do, clan brother, we..."

Lin Fan and Chicken Brother came to the Demon Palace in a state of embarrassment.

Lin Shan stood here, protected by the flying tiger army, while the demon generals and cave masters outside were still fighting bloody battles.

He sighed, General Xiong's arrival dealt a heavy blow to this side!

Not only is there pressure on the military defense line, but there is also a breakdown in the psychological defense line.

It's a pity that after Demon King Kuihu had been in business all his life, he was sold out by the cooperation of many demon kings outside the Swallowing Star Mountain Range, and General Xiong, a young man who was unlucky at guarding the gate!

The fierce war was comparable to the time when the Nine Nether Sect was destroyed by many forces, and the sect that had been inherited for thousands of years collapsed overnight!

Most of the cave masters and demon generals are almost desperate!

They don't know where to go and can only struggle in vain to resist, because the carnivorous camp and the vegetarian camp in the Cliff Forbidden Land are mortal enemies and there is absolutely no way to reconcile.

Only the third-party omnivorous race gathered by General Xiong can be accepted.

Many cave owners even began to cry out, calling on the Demon King Kuihu in the sky to take them away. Even being in exile was better than waiting to die.

"Yuan Lu, you colluded with foreign tribes and won without force. I will not accept it!!!"

"Hahahaha, Mr. Kuihu, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The winner has been decided. You can't accept it even if you don't accept it!"

The two overlords in the sky are still fighting fiercely. The Lingbao Bronze Bottle Pan and the Zhulu Sword Formation are inextricably fighting each other. No one can take over and can only watch the situation collapse.

Demon King Kuihu is furious!

If it was defeated by Yuanlu Demon King under fair circumstances, then it would be more or less acceptable.

But in fact, it is one against many. It seems to be fighting against the Yuanlu Demon King's camp, but in fact it is fighting against many demon kings in the Swallowing Star Mountain Range!

Who can beat this?

"Old Kuihu, your time has passed! South of the Tianhe River, you have been sitting on the throne of overlord for long enough. It's time for me to take your place."

Demon King Yuanlu was in high spirits, looking around with piercing eyes.

It is confident. As long as you give it time, it will be a matter of time before it surpasses other demon kings, but it needs resources!

Now it is only in the middle stage of Yuanying, so it can compete with the late stage Yuanying who has the spirit treasure. When it reaches the late stage of Yuanying, it will be invincible at the same level!

"Soon, soon, I will be able to take over the south of the forbidden land and create a new era..."

Whenever it looks forward to the future, it can't help but be full of expectations.

But in the midst of the chaos, there was suddenly an urgent noise in the back mountain.

Groups of monsters were thrown away and rolled down the cliff wailing. The rubble mixed with explosions shook the entire square in front of the temple!

All the demons were attracted and looked over.

Only a hoarse sigh was heard, suddenly from shallow to deep, gradually spreading, deafening and deafening.

"How many years..."

"How many years has it been since Kuisang Ridge was attacked?"

"I remember the last time, it seemed like four thousand years ago."

An old man with white hair walked out of the ruins. He was spotless, his clothes were fluttering, and his two long eyebrows were deliberately rolled up to prevent them from hanging to the ground.

It raised its hand, slightly blocking the skylight, as if it had been underground for thousands of years and needed to adapt to the new environment for a while.

The demons had an inexplicable urge to worship, as if it was pressure from a superior.

Before he had time to react, Demon King Kuihu in the sky was already shocked:

"You...when did you come out?"

This incident seemed to surprise him more than the sky falling, and he was shaking all over and couldn't control himself.

The white-haired old man waved slightly, and the bronze bottle and plate in his hand began to spin around, and flew into his hand out of control.

"That's not how Lingbao is used."

I saw a slight shake, and a green ancient tree rose slowly inside, and then spread its branches and leaves instantly, filling the void, controlling the aura and momentum.

The Demon King Yuanlu didn't know who this was, so he quickly mobilized his sword array to strangle him, but it wasn't enough to see. He was surrounded by ancient tree branches and tied together to form a rice dumpling, unable to move.

It was the first time it encountered this situation. The yellow light above its head shone, but it could not recall its antler sword!

The old man in white raised his hand, and the branches handed down all twelve swords and put them into his hands.

"True spirit bloodline, self-created magical powers, good, really good. The rising star coincides with the year of Wanhui. The current prosperous age really belongs to young people."

While he was looking at the general tasting, he kept stroking his hands and sighing, which made Demon King Yuanlu feel very frightened.

"Who are you... and why do you want to interfere in this matter?"

"Me? I was the former master of this place. Later, I was attacked by a traitor and was locked in the dark underground. I stayed there for a thousand years."

The white-haired old man sighed long and short, as if he had understood the passage of time and clearly understood the changes of years. He walked quietly among the enemy troops, and all the monsters made way for him.

Demon King Kuihu was actually a little frightened at this time. He lowered his head and said nothing, his heart was filled with guilt and his eyes were wandering.

Demon King Yuanlu also noticed something was wrong. He felt that his whole body was as sticky as paste, and even if he wanted to move around, it would take a lot of effort.

The fighting below gradually stopped because of the appearance of one person.

General Xiong recognized him, but he stood there without daring to move. Drops of cold sweat were as big as beans, flowing down from his strong chest.

The old man in white came to it and touched the flesh on its arm, still filled with emotion.

"The little bear back then has grown so big now..."

All the demons were shocked by their seniority and origin. Even Demon King Kuihu and General Xiong were juniors. Isn't that right?

Lin Shan finally had an impression at this time!

Isn't this the old man who guarded the gate when he got the opportunity to hunt for treasure in the Demon King's Treasury?

Turns out to be an old monster from the demon clan who is hiding deep inside?

Judging from the fact that he was able to confiscate the spiritual treasures of Demon King Kuihu and Demon King Yuanlu, and how easily he played with the items in the bronze bottle and plate, it is not difficult to guess his true identity.

The previous Demon King of the Cliff Forbidden Land, Kuisang Ancient Tree!

The master of Demon King Kuihu, he has dominated the world for thousands of years!

For unknown reasons, the tree body entered the opponent's spiritual treasure, but the soul remained outside. It has been hidden for thousands of years, and now it appears in the royal court when it is in trouble.

He waved, and Demon King Kuihu walked down unnaturally, came to its side and called out "Master" in a low voice.

The antlers of the Yuanlu Demon King were controlled by others, and his face turned ugly. He had no choice but to step down and salute to the white-haired old man.

"Senior, I haven't asked you about your origins yet."

"Didn't you already guess it?"

The white-haired old man looked at him with a smile, half appreciative and half looking down.

Demon King Yuanlu was neither humble nor arrogant, he raised his hands and asked:

"May I ask, who is the senior Kuisang Ancient Tree from thousands of years ago?"

"hehe."

The old man nodded, acquiescing.

Demon King Yuanlu took a deep breath, began to argue his case, and spoke on the spot:

"Senior, since you have been retired for so long and have ignored worldly affairs, why do you still come out to stop me? Hegemony belongs to those who are capable. Mr. Kuihu's situation is over, so he should obey the fate, get out of the forbidden land of the cliff, and let the throne be given to me.

I'll sit down!"

"Bah!"

Demon King Kuihu was so angry that he was shaking all over and couldn't help but cursed behind him.

"If you hadn't colluded with the foreign demon and planned a secret crossing of Chencang, and General Xiong had invaded and enlarged his army to pass through, could An have defeated me?"

"Hehehe, winner and loser, what's the use of talking about this now? Why don't you also invite foreign aid elders to clean up the mess for you?"

Demon King Yuanlu was tit for tat, pointing out secretly, and was also dissatisfied with the intervention of the white-haired old man.

"You can ask the demon king from outside to give you an army, why can't I ask my master..."

"alright!"

The white-haired old man stopped their quarrel with a wave of his hand.

He also returned their spiritual treasures and sword formations to them without any greedy thoughts.

"No matter how little quarrels you have with each other, I will not care about you. In fact, it is meaningless. It even seems like child's play in my eyes."
To be continued...