Chapter 1840

Looking at the four Demon Gods trapped in the middle, Cloud Immortal Terrace sneered.

"Want to run? Dream on."

"Roar..."

Seeing that escape was hopeless, the four Demon Gods also became fierce, planning to fight desperately to see if there was a chance to rush out.

It's just that Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others naturally couldn't give this chance.

The Demon race army was caught up and surrounded, and they didn't have much fighting spirit to begin with. At this moment, facing the fierce human cultivators, the result went without saying.

"Take them all, capture them alive, capture them alive."

The many strong ones shouted one after another. Right now, the number of Demon race members was not small, and they couldn't eat them all in a short time if they killed them all, so they kept some as backup.

Regarding this, the many human cultivators naturally had no opinion.

The two sides fought... no, it couldn't be called a great battle anymore; it was completely a one-sided slaughter.

The human race occupied an overwhelming advantage as soon as they came up, and although the Demon race rose up to resist, facing the human cultivators, they still had no power to contend.

Facing such a lopsided battle, in the distance, the ten demonic cultivators who were lucky enough to pick up a life were directly stunned.

No, why is this the situation?

Didn't they say the Demon race army was about to capture Tianhong Pass? Didn't they say Tianhong Pass was already in danger?

But what the hell, why were they directly crushed?

It was completely different from what they imagined. The Demon race that should have been invincible in their hearts was now being rubbed on the ground by human cultivators.

And that Lord Demon God who was comparable to faith—this, this, this... how could he be beaten into such a miserable state?

Is this still the Demon God they had always regarded as a god?

Looking at the four miserable Demon Gods, the ten demonic cultivators only felt that the faith in their hearts had collapsed, completely collapsed.

This, what the hell, is a Demon God? This, what the hell, is not right.

The four Demon Gods were naturally not the opponents of Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others, and they were beaten up as soon as they came up.

Moreover, Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others had very rich experience in dealing with Demon Gods.

Up to now, the number of Demon Gods they had killed was not one or two, and how to deal with these Demon Gods was a matter of ease.

Under the gaze of the ten demonic cultivators, the Demon race was completely defeated. Witnessing all this, one of the demonic cultivators looked at the leader and asked.

"So... what did we come here for?"

Huh???

This question stunned everyone, and they were speechless.

That's right, they traveled over mountains and ridges and went through hardships to come here—what for?

Right, it seemed to be to meet Lord Demon God, and then coordinate from within and without...

Meet Lord Demon God—looking at the four Demon Gods who were beaten miserably by Cloud Immortal Terrace and the others, the group of demonic cultivators were depressed in their hearts.

The same thought emerged in everyone's hearts.

Even if they met, what could they do? What the hell, they were almost beaten to death.