Chapter 320 Anne
Tu Shanjun sat high and glanced at him plainly, but it made the three leading demon kings and ghost kings dare not breathe.
The little demon king in the crowd was as silent as a cicada.
None of them even dared to raise their heads.
They buried their heads on the ground, afraid that the one on the throne would notice them.
Even if the pressure is not released, just sitting there, the spiritual consciousness in the late stage of Jindan can suppress the foundation-building monk and dare not move.
Even if they don't know what kind of cultivation level they are facing, the instinctive fear will tell them the horror before them.
The most shocking thing is undoubtedly these demon kings and ghost kings in the fake elixir realm.
They are closest to the golden elixir cultivation level, and are more sensitive to the induction of divine consciousness. They can probably feel the pressure fluctuations sweeping over the divine consciousness.
That's why I was surprised.
The strength of the ghost king sitting in the high position seems to have improved again.
Far stronger than they had ever known.
The blue-eyed ghost king was sweating like rain. He closed his eyes tightly and rolled his eyeballs inside his eyelids, as if he was looking for a countermeasure.
Opening his eyes slightly, his narrow eyes glanced at the other two demon kings and ghost kings.
Mang Long had the same look as him, with an uncertain expression and a bit of determination between his eyebrows.
As for the Ye Ling Empress, she seemed to be much calmer. Not only did she not bury her head low, but she was secretly looking at Tushanjun in the high position. Her eyes were wandering and she didn't know what she was thinking about.
Demons and ghosts have different expressions, even the demons and ghosts in Daheishan.
Nie Quanjiu bowed his hands and lowered his eyes to hide his sharpness: "The king's strength has become stronger again."
As strength becomes stronger, a sense of urgency will follow.
Compared with Tu Shanjun, who can destroy people and repair the mountain gate, his strength is really not that good. Even the other three demon kings and ghost kings are only average in strength, and they have no chance of winning against Sunset Mountain.
"It seems that the Chiwu Sect has disappeared." Nie Quanjiu sighed secretly. Even the foundation-building monks are not well-informed about where they are going. It spans 70,000 to 80,000 miles, and it takes a few months to do it, and they still have to go back and forth.
The transmission talisman is expensive and is a one-time item. It is gone after use. Daheishan cannot equip the scouts with such talismans.
You have to think carefully about the sound transmission from thousands of miles away.
Compared to Nie Quanjiu's emotion, Ma Lu seemed particularly happy.
Although the core demons of Daheishan looked different, they were still happy. Even if they were just pretending, their faces were still filled with smiles.
Most of the other demons were worried, and the joy on their faces was not always mixed with a hint of worry.
Tu Shanjun raised his hand and said calmly: "Everyone, please take your seats."
Demons and monsters fear power but not virtue. This is just natural. It is difficult to educate a saint in a short period of time, unless you use magic and magical powers to completely change his mind.
This type of person will be submissive and settled.
However, this has lost its way, and there is no longer a state of mind to reach the top.
Tushanjun knew that his strength was limited and he could not teach the demons. He is not the kind of wise man who can calculate everything, or handle all relationships properly, and can even calculate what will happen after death.
He can only guarantee that when he is in office, the world here will be clear.
After his death, he could not control the monstrous flood.
The ghost cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building was quite sensible. He knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. As a foundation building demon, he should not have broken his forehead with a single blow. However, the blood on his forehead still flowed along the gaps in the floor tiles.
Tu Shanjun didn't even look at him.
The ghost cultivators kneeling on the ground in front of them are just the spears of these three demon kings and ghost kings, not worth mentioning.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks must be treated with caution, and one must not even dare to think of calculations. Because they simply cannot bear the wrath of the True King of Daheishan.
"The Chiwu Sect has been destroyed by me."
The sound fell, soft and clear, but to the ears of the demons it sounded like thunder.
The originally silent hall also became a little noisier.
Although some were shocked by Tushanjun's strength, in fact they were more afraid.
After the Chiwu Sect is destroyed, there is no possibility of reconciliation with Sunset Mountain, and there is no way Sunset Mountain can tolerate its anger.
In this way, the sects, aristocratic families and other forces attached to Sunset Mountain are all in danger, so how can they do their best?
If people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to gather them together again.
One of the ghost cultivators in the late stage of foundation building suddenly frowned and cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, why do you have to destroy the Chiwu Sect? We just steal it when they develop the spiritual mines. Now that the situation is tense, the Ghost King of the Netherworld may not be able to do it again. Take care of our Daheishan."
"Indeed, the king is too impulsive."
"It shouldn't be like this."
The green-horned demon among the demons looked around and sighed secretly. The king's destruction of the Chiwu Sect did not inspire the demons, but made them deeply worried about their future.
How could one be excited and joyful about annihilating the sect when one's own life was endangered?
The golden-haired demon lowered his voice: "I'm going to suffer."
Tie Yu held up the bamboo hat on his head.
Just when he was about to speak out, he heard a buzzing sound: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry that I can't go with Daheishan. Your Majesty's actions are extreme and have no thoughtful intentions. If we follow you, we will only become victims of the monks' war."
Tu Shanjun's eyes touched.
Not only Tushanjun, but also the core demons of Dahei Mountain looked at the monk who spoke, and the other demons cast their gazes with different expressions.
The monk who spoke was the red-horned dragon in the false elixir realm. He was a four-legged earth dragon. He didn't know what chance he got, and he became more and more like a dragon. Among the four fake alchemy monks, Manglong is the most powerful.
Tu Shanjun looked directly at the Red Horn Manglong: "The enemy is at hand, do you want to leave?"
"Isn't this kind of enemy brought in by you, my lord?"
"If the king does not destroy the human sect, Sunset Mountain will never send anyone here. Even if there is negotiation, it will be with the ghost king of the Netherworld."
"I am not the king's subordinate. Just like the Heavenly Ghost King of Daheishan who is attached to the Netherworld. I am just attached to Daheishan. To human cultivators, I am a guest and have the right to leave." Red-horned Manglong stood up.
"I believe that other demon kings and ghost kings think the same way. Why does the king involve us in his anger?"
The red-horned dragon raised its arms and shouted, and the foundation-building demons in the hall were immediately ready to move. They all had the intention of leaving, planning to respond and then leave the Black Mountain, a place of right and wrong.
Nie Quanjiu angrily scolded: "Manglong, how can you be so rude."
"Your Majesty destroyed the Chiwu Sect to avenge the Demon King of Lidang Mountain, to ensure the stability of the people under his rule, and to get back the resources of our Dahei Mountain so that no one dares to provoke him..."
The red-horned dragon sneered: "The four-armed owl of Lidang Mountain is a bird, and I am a beast."
"We are not of the same race, so what does it have to do with me to take revenge or not?"
"The so-called common people are ordinary mortals, and they have nothing to do with us. Human cultivators don't care about those mortals. We are demons, so why should we?"
"Following such a great king will only lead to death. Sunset Mountain is a top sect with countless golden elixir masters. By the time the other party calls, it will be too late."
"I am a guest, so I will not go with you."
Tu Shanjun did not stop him, but asked calmly: "Who else wants to leave?"
"Your Majesty..." Feiyun Yao beside him was about to say something when he was stopped by Tu Shanjun's raised palm.
"Blue Eyes, Eidolon, what do you think?"
"He knows exactly what your original plan was. You have no other way out except coming with me. With our strength, we can have a place with any demon king." The red-horned dragon immediately lobbied for another one. Two fake alchemy ghost kings.
"Old ghost Nie, you don't have much life left, don't you want to break through the golden elixir realm to extend your life?"
"This idiot is probably won over by other demon kings and ghost kings." Nie Quanjiu thought in his heart that the four fake alchemy realm monks could indeed be sold at a high price, at least it would be much better than staying in Daheishan and facing Sunset Mountain.
However, Nie Quanjiu had no such intention, because he had already put everything on Tu Shanjun.
He is a smart man. If others leave, maybe Tushanjun will let him go. However, as the prime minister of Daheishan, once he has the idea of leaving, he will be immediately killed by Tushanjun who is in the golden elixir realm.
Just as Nie Quanjiu was about to retort, he heard an angry curse: "Someone has no intention of being a traitor."
"The King of Demons and Ghosts respects strength. If something unexpected happens to the King, why don't you stand up? It's not like you, who actually deserted in front of the enemy."
The scolder turned out to be the Blue Eyed Ghost King.
"My little sister also feels that this move is inappropriate. Your Majesty treats us well, and my little sister is willing to entrust her wealth to your Majesty."
"You, you guys..."
The red-horned dragon suddenly realized.
Only then did he realize that except for those unimportant little demon kings, there was no demon king of the same level standing beside him. When he saw the smile on Nie Quanjiu's lips, he immediately understood that this was definitely done by old ghost Nie. ghost.
"Okay, okay, you can die together with him in the Black Mountain."
The red-horned dragon didn't care about inciting other demons.
Originally, the momentum was huge, but the law did not punish the public.
If you don't respond quickly to the demon's lack of response to him and leave quickly, you may not be able to leave in a while.
"Wait a minute."
A clear voice fell.
The red-horned dragon had to stop walking out, turned around, and bowed: "Your Majesty, can't I leave?"
"Can."
As soon as he heard Tu Shanjun said yes, Red Horn Manglong's beating heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly said with joy, "Your Majesty is highly righteous."
"But I want to borrow something from you, and I will return it to you after I get through this difficult time."
Red Horn Manglong felt relieved and said calmly: "What do you want to borrow, Your Majesty? No matter what it is, as long as I have it, Your Majesty can take it."
It is better to spend money to buy life than to die, so the red horn dragon is also very generous.
"I would like to lend you your head to calm the morale of the army."
"What?!"
"Your Majesty, is he joking?" The red-horned dragon's eyes widened like copper bells, and his whole body was full of vitality.
Tu Shanjun said no more, and the sword light condensed in his hand.
"I have surrendered to the Juting Dragon King. If you kill me, the Juting Dragon King will not give up. The king is facing a powerful enemy and dares to make another powerful enemy." Red Horned Dragon shouted loudly, hoping to intimidate Tushanjun.
"Chek Kok, let's hit the road."
The sharp sword light turned into a flywheel, and the red horned dragon's head was removed in a whirl, and the aura turned into a net bag to cover the Yin Shen who wanted to escape.
Tushanjun sacrificed the soul flag and threw the Yin Shen into it.
"How many soldiers and horses does Chek Kok bring?"