Chapter 457

Jiuying roared, the blood light on his body constantly expanding.

"Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art..."

The demonic energy on Jin Ling Shengmu's body was vast, and her palms formed a seal.

Endless Dao light was pulsing on it.

"Dao Treasure Vase."

One saw a faint Dao treasure appear in the void; the powerful suction force made the sun and moon lose their light, and even the demon power on Jiuying was instantly devoured by the power of the Dao Treasure Vase.

The bottle mouth formed by Jin Ling Shengmu's seal seemed as if it could inhale and swallow the myriad heavens and worlds.

"What..."

Jiuying, who had originally wanted to attack Jin Ling Shengmu, had his expression change drastically.

He hadn't even made much of a move, yet the power on his body was actually flowing away rapidly.

And this flow, although he could restrain it a little, he still could not completely stop it.

In this way, let alone fighting.

After a long time, he, Jiuying, would be sucked dry.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly.

Jiuying felt the suction force disappear; before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his expression changed drastically.

From the hands of that strange powerhouse, endless Dao divine light formed an incomparably terrifying torrent and flooded toward him.

That was the divine light of laws, sufficient to destroy all things.

"No..."

Jiuying screamed; from this power, he actually felt a sense of crisis of death.

"Boom—"

Divine light raged, and various law powers bombarded Jiuying's body.

One could see that Jiuying only resisted a little before being swallowed by this terrifying Dao torrent.

When the divine light disappeared, it revealed the miserable Jiuying inside.

Most of his body had been destroyed; of the original nine heads, only one remained, and more than half of his body had also disappeared.

At the same time, one could still see weak power fluctuations on Jiuying's body.

To resist the power of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, Jiuying had exhausted all his Quasi-Saint power, but even so, he could not block the attack of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, and even Jiuying's origin had been damaged.

But at least, he was still alive.

"Actually still alive." Jin Ling Shengmu smiled. "Not bad, then..."

One saw Jin Ling Shengmu's palm grasp in the void, instantly imprisoning the Demon God Jiuying, who did not have much power left.

"Save me..."

Having no choice, the Demon God Jiuying could only shout.

If he continued to delay, he would be killed by this strange Quasi-Saint expert.

"Boom..."

Just at this moment.

A terrifying Yin-Yang power swept directly over the Demon God Jiuying.

The power Jin Ling Shengmu used to imprison him was also instantly erased, and immediately appearing in the void was an old man wearing black robes.

The old man's expression carried coldness, his expression indifferent.

His gaze sized up Jin Ling Shengmu, carrying a trace of strange light.

"Thank you, Demon Master."

The Demon God Jiuying, who had broken free from Jin Ling Shengmu, felt a little lingering fear.

Just now, he had almost died and been killed by that suddenly appearing Quasi-Saint expert.

Fortunately, the Demon Master Kunpeng appeared and saved him.

That's right.

This old man who suddenly appeared on this battlefield was precisely the Demon Master Kunpeng.

Whether it was Jin Ling Shengmu erupting with Demon Dao power just now, or almost killing the Demon God Jiuying, Kunpeng had seen it all.

But even so, the Demon Master Kunpeng could not see through the origin of this strange Quasi-Saint expert before him.

As one of the original guests of the Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng was familiar with most living beings in the Primordial World.

Generally, current Quasi-Saint experts were members who had heard the Dao Ancestor preach.

Obviously, this strange Quasi-Saint before him had not gone to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao.

"Who exactly are you?" The Demon Master Kunpeng stared at Jin Ling Shengmu and asked. "Why intervene in the war between the Witches and Demons? You are not the Witch Clan, right?"

For this Quasi-Saint whose strength he could not see through, Kunpeng did not want to tear his face.

Of course, if Jin Ling Shengmu's strength was insufficient, then Kunpeng would probably have strongly suppressed the other party.

He would not be like now, communicating well with Jin Ling Shengmu.

"I am just an ordinary person. As for intervening in your war between the Witches and Demons, actually I didn't have this plan before." Jin Ling Shengmu shrugged. "However, this time I have a companion who is from the Witch Clan, and plus the mission target is your Demon Clan, so I just happened to take action to deal with you."

"Companion is from the Witch Clan." The Demon Master Kunpeng's gaze moved.

If this was the answer, then it was easy to explain.

The other party was because her companion was from the Witch Clan, so for the sake of her companion, she took action against the Demon Clan; that was easy to explain.

"Fellow Daoist, for the sake of that companion of yours, is it worth it to give up your life here?" Kunpeng persuaded.

"Give up my life here." Jin Ling Shengmu smiled. "Kunpeng, I don't think my life will be given up here."

"Is that so?" Kunpeng said. "Confidence is a good thing, but absolute confidence is not a good thing. When our Heavenly Emperor slays the Ancestral Witches, do you think you can survive?"

"Of course I can." Jin Ling Shengmu said. "Your Demon Clan has a Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian; don't I have one here? And I said before that I have another mission this time."

"The mission this time is aimed at your Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor."

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking." Kunpeng's expression turned gloomy.

The words spoken by this woman before him were completely like a joke.

The mission target was their Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor.

What kind of ridiculous thing was this?

Their Heavenly Emperor was a Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian; the Primordial land was only something the Dao Ancestor Hongjun could contend with.

Such a person—how could he become a mission in the mouths of some people?

Obviously, this woman before him did not intend to tell the truth about why she came here.

"To tell the truth, no one believes it." Jin Ling Shengmu shrugged.

"Fellow Daoist, are you determined to help the Witch Clan?" Kunpeng repeated again.

This was the last chance he gave the other party.

"That's right." Jin Ling Shengmu nodded without hesitation.

Their target this time was the transmigrator Donghuang Taiyi.

Dealing with that Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor, Jin Ling Shengmu had to admit that with only Quasi-Saint strength, she should not be able to help much.

Then taking action against these Demon Clan Quasi-Saints was the only thing Jin Ling Shengmu could do.

This could be considered as indirectly completing the mission.

"Boom..."

As soon as Jin Ling Shengmu's words fell, Kunpeng did not talk nonsense, and astonishing Quasi-Saint energy was exuded from his body.

Under this power, heaven and earth were distorted.

As one of the first batch of three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, and even having the opportunity to sit on a prayer mat, Kunpeng's strength was also outstanding among Quasi-Saints.

Historically, in the Witch-Demon War, Kunpeng did not fall, which was enough to explain this point.

Although this had to do with Kunpeng cherishing his own life, his ability to survive also had to do with his strength. ===== CHAPTER 459 =====

Under this force, the heavens and earth were distorted.

As one of the first three thousand guests of the Zixiao Palace, and even having the opportunity to sit on a prayer mat, Kunpeng.

His strength among the Quasi-Saints is also outstanding.

Historically.

In the war between the Witches and Demons, Kunpeng did not fall, which is enough to prove this point.

Although this has to do with Kunpeng cherishing his own life, his ability to survive also has to do with his strength.