Chapter 843

If one were to ask who hates the Demon Clan the most in this world, Zhunti would definitely be one of them.

The Demon Clan had the hatred of destroying the sect for the Western Sect.

This monstrous hatred could not be erased at all.

Zhunti could not have any mercy for him.

Demon Venerable Fan Tian knew that if Zhunti wanted to suppress and kill him, it would be an easy matter.

There was no hope of resistance at all.

Therefore, he could only hope to use Luo Hou's name to deter Zhunti.

Hearing this, Zhunti laughed endlessly.

"Hahaha, is that so?"

"I am just looking for him to take revenge; if he appears on his own, I would be too happy."

"It just so happens that the past cause and effect can be settled together."

Although Zhunti was laughing, endless coldness was revealed in his eyes.

This sentence seemed to be said through gritted teeth.

Seemingly carrying infinite hatred.

Looking at Zhunti's arrogant laughter, Demon Venerable Fan Tian was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't figure out what Zhunti meant.

Although Zhunti was a Saint, he was nothing in front of Luo Hou.

When the Western Sect was destroyed, Jieyin blew himself up with his Saint origin, which allowed Zhunti to escape.

Paying such a great price was just to not let the Western Sect be completely wiped out, leaving a glimmer of life to wait for a comeback in the future.

For Jieyin's meaning, it was impossible for Zhunti not to understand.

Logically speaking, after Zhunti escaped, he should bide his time, accumulate strength, or contact allies.

But now the other party appeared openly and dared to provoke the Demon Clan blatantly; what reliance did the other party have?

And looking at the other party's appearance, it didn't seem like he was bluffing.

For a time, Demon Venerable Fan Tian was full of doubts, but he did not hesitate, triggered his divine sense, and directly notified a Demon World Great Saint who had already descended to the Qingqiu God Realm.

And for all this, Zhunti did not stop him.

Demon Venerable Fan Tian's heart was settled, and he smiled coldly:

"Zhunti, no matter what tricks you have, in front of absolute strength, they are all vulnerable."

"When the Demon Ancestor descends, let's see if you can still laugh!"

Zhunti sneered:

"You are facing disaster, yet you don't know it!"

"And you have time to worry about me! It's truly ridiculous."

The words were full of mockery, and looking at Demon Venerable Fan Tian, it was as if looking at a fool.

Demon Venerable Fan Tian frowned slightly.

He was somewhat confused about what Zhunti meant.

Facing disaster yet not knowing it, what does it refer to?

"Hmph! I will not accompany you."

Demon Venerable Fan Tian didn't have time to think; for every moment he stayed here, the danger increased by one point.

If Zhunti risked everything to suppress and kill him.

He wouldn't even have a place to cry.

He performed a great divine ability, moved his form, pushed aside space, and fled toward the distance.

"Want to escape now? Too late."

Zhunti sneered.

He waved his hand, and a huge phantom of a treasure tree emerged.

As the treasure tree vibrated, the surging divine light was like a galaxy descending.

The divine light was infinite, covering the firmament, and drowning everything.

It directly shattered Demon Venerable Fan Tian's physical body.

Demon Venerable Fan Tian had almost no power to resist, his Primordial Spirit fell into Zhunti's palm and was imprisoned on the spot.

Zhunti flicked his sleeves, and in his palm, he directly evolved a forbidden space.

Then, he trapped Demon Venerable Fan Tian in it.

In the forbidden space, law chains emerged, and divine light intertwined.

Demon Venerable Fan Tian's Primordial Spirit was pierced by divine light.

Constantly shattering, reforming, shattering again, and reforming again.

He always maintained a balance of power, not letting Demon Venerable Fan Tian die completely, keeping him in endless pain.

Watching this scene.

The group of fox clan women were dumbfounded.

Is this the Saint's method?

Terrifying!

Bai Muyu's red lips opened slightly, enough to fit an egg.

Her heart was turbulent, shocked beyond measure.

How terrifying Demon Venerable Fan Tian was just now, she had experienced it personally.

In front of the other party, she only felt that she was like an ant, completely unable to resist.

However, Zhunti suppressed Demon Venerable Fan Tian with a flick of his hand.

This exceeded her imagination.

Bai Muyu stopped her thoughts and hurriedly wanted to step forward to pay her respects.

However, Zhunti's figure flashed and disappeared, pounced toward the front, and hugged Lin Xia's thigh.

"Little Friend, it really is you!"

Zhunti looked at Lin Xia, his gaze fiery and excited.

A long face was smiling so much that it was about to bloom.

"Get lost!"

Looking at Zhunti's fawning smile, Lin Xia only felt a chill, and hurriedly pulled out the leg that Zhunti was hugging.

This old pervert is getting more and more disgusting.

"Little Friend! That's great, I finally found you."

For Lin Xia's rejection, Zhunti seemed not to see it, got up, grabbed Lin Xia's sleeve, and looked fawning.

That enthusiastic posture was like an old servant seeing his master.

With a thud, as if dumplings were falling, the group of fox clan women fell directly from the clouds.

Even Bai Muyu almost couldn't stabilize her figure.

She looked down.

She saw Bai Muxue, Bai Qinger, and other fox clan women climbing up from the ground in a sorry state.

They couldn't even care about tidying their clothes, their eyes wide open, staring blankly at the humble Zhunti, their mouths open enough to fit an egg.

Saint Zhunti, who was shocked as a god and worshipped beyond measure.

In an instant, he actually became like this; the moment he saw Lin Xia, he almost crawled to his front.

That fawning and pleasing posture was completely different from the peerless expert with immortal bones just now.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Bai Muxue would never believe it even if she died.

Bai Muyu rubbed her eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Feeling that all this was too magical.

The aura on Lin Xia was plain and unremarkable, without any magic power fluctuations at all.

Just such an ordinary man could make a Saint so humble.

This simply overturned her worldview.

Also, why did Saint Zhunti call Lin Xia "Little Friend"?

To be called a friend by a Saint, what is the other party's background?