Chapter 1177: Demon Lord Qing Teng, dead

"Who exactly am I?!"

Seeing this, Li Zhangsheng saw Ghost Lord Hun Shang and Divine Lord Hao Qian's eyes flickering; while Demon Lord Qing Teng and Bodhisattva Miao Jue showed fear, and couldn't help but be thoughtful.

"It seems! You are not stupid either!"

"You actually guessed my identity?!"

"Indeed! I am... Li Zhangsheng!"

Li Zhangsheng smiled slightly, not denying it, but directly admitting his own identity.

"Wha... what?! You... you are really the Human Race's Li Zhangsheng, Daoist Li?!"

"Hiss! This person... how did this person appear here?!"

"So that's it! No wonder! No wonder this person... is so strong?!"

"..."

Divine Lord Hao Qian, Ghost Lord Hun Shang, Demon Lord Qing Teng, and Bodhisattva Miao Jue were all shocked and spoke in disbelief.

Although they had had some guesses before this, at this moment, after truly hearing Li Zhangsheng admit it, they still couldn't remain calm.

Especially Demon Lord Qing Teng and Bodhisattva Miao Jue, on whose faces a look of despair emerged, filled with unwillingness and helplessness.

They knew that this time... they were truly unable to escape their fate.

"The aura of despair?!"

"It seems! You two know... that whether you have a background or not, you are dead?!"

"Since that is the case! I... will fulfill your wish!"

Sensing the aura of death and despair emanating from Demon Lord Qing Teng and Bodhisattva Miao Jue, Li Zhangsheng smiled indifferently.

Swish!

With a thought, before Demon Lord Qing Teng and Bodhisattva Miao Jue could react, an axe light split the firmament, obscured the sun, annihilated everything, and completely killed Demon Lord Qing Teng and Bodhisattva Miao Jue!

Demon Lord Qing Teng and Bodhisattva Miao Jue, dead!

"So... so ruthless?! Killing just like that?!"

Divine Lord Hao Qian's heart was in chaos, trembling uncontrollably. Feeling Li Zhangsheng's decisiveness in killing, for the first time, he felt that death was so close to him?!

"I... I..."

Ghost Lord Hun Shang's lips trembled, almost unable to speak.

"What about you!"

"Who are your backgrounds... respectively?!"

"Tell me! Perhaps... I might really let you go!"

Li Zhangsheng's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Divine Lord Hao Qian and Ghost Lord Hun Shang, smiling and saying.

"Re... really?!"

Ghost Lord Hun Shang's heart moved, half-believing and half-doubting.

Although the Ghost Clan and the Human Race have grievances, they are not as bad as the Demon Clan and the Western Sect; perhaps he could really... live?!

"Fake!"

"It must be fake!"

"If Daoist Li really wanted to let us leave, he would have chosen to let us go directly!"

"Instead of asking us if we have a background!"

"What if we have one?! What if we don't?!"

"Isn't it death either way?!"

Before Li Zhangsheng could speak, Divine Lord Hao Qian smiled bitterly and spoke in despair.

Combining the many rumors about Li Zhangsheng, he had already figured everything out!

If they hadn't threatened Li Zhangsheng before, perhaps he would have really let them live!

But just now, they had threatened him!

And Li Zhangsheng never accepts threats!

"You see things clearly!"

"Even... I am somewhat unwilling to kill you!"

"What a pity..."

Li Zhangsheng shook his head and didn't say more, no longer asking who Ghost Lord Hun Shang and Divine Lord Hao Qian's backgrounds were.

With a thought, the axe light fell, and Ghost Lord Hun Shang and Divine Lord Hao Qian died, their Dao dissipated, and they were completely fallen!

Boom! Boom... boom!

Above the River of Fate, in the Great Luo starry sky, one Great Luo star after another, like a meteor shower, fell to the bottom of the river one after another.

First, twenty-three Great Luo stars!

Then twenty-four!

Finally, twenty-eight!

A full... twenty-eight Great Luo stars fell!

"This... what exactly happened?!"

"How long has it been?! Great Luo... falling like rain!"

"Terrifying! Truly too terrifying! Could it be... that the War of the Myriad Clans is truly coming?!"