Chapter 279: Luo Fu: Give the demon race face

Mount Kunlun, Biyou Palace.

When Luo Fu erupted with the Tongtian Sword Dao, Tongtian Jiaozhu naturally sensed the attack Luo Fu unleashed.

On one hand, it was because the power Luo Fu had erupted with this time had already touched the Quasi-Saint layer.

A Quasi-Saint, placed within the Primordial World, could be said to be the most top-tier of experts.

The battle of experts at this level, even a Saint of Heaven's Dao would cast a sidelong glance over.

On the other hand, regarding his personally-taught disciple, Tongtian Jiaozhu was watching at every moment; when his own disciple erupted with such astonishing power, Tongtian Jiaozhu naturally detected it in an instant.

"Luo Fu's cultivation base in the Sword Dao has grown even stronger." Tongtian Jiaozhu revealed a look of delight.

From the Sword Dao cultivation base he had displayed before until now, not much time had passed, yet within such a brief span of time, his personally-taught disciple had actually broken through once more.

Although Tongtian Jiaozhu had long held great confidence in Luo Fu, every single time, his personally-taught disciple exceeded his expectations.

"Luo Fu, with your teacher behind you, feel free to see the world properly in this realm." Tongtian Jiaozhu said in a low voice.

If his personally-taught disciple encountered any crisis within the Primordial World, he, Tongtian Jiaozhu, would also let the others know what the power of a Saint meant.

As for the matter of intervening in the Primordial World like this, there would be the corresponding influence of calamitous qi.

But for Saint Tongtian, this kind of influence was entirely bearable; he now regarded Luo Fu as his own biological son.

After Luo Fu could easily slay the demon god Jiuying.

In Tongtian's view, those in this realm who could pose a threat to Luo Fu were only those experts at the Quasi-Saint layer.

For example, the Wu Clan, for example, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and other top-tier Quasi-Saints.

On the battlefield.

When Luo Fu unleashed the power of Zhuxian and slew the demon god Jiuying, even Ancestral Witch Sister Houtu was utterly shocked.

That was not only because the attack of Zhuxian's power was even more terrifying than the previous attacks.

But also because Luo Fu actually gave so little face to the demon god Bai Ze like this.

Generally speaking, the demon god Bai Ze could, to a certain extent, represent the face of the demon race.

Since Bai Ze had spoken up to apologize, even they, as Ancestral Witches, might have to consider whether to give Bai Ze face.

Of course, with the Ancestral Witches' violent temper, they probably would not give Bai Ze much face either.

Unless Bai Ze came to stop them.

In any case, the demon race and the Wu Clan were constantly warring within this realm; between the two sides, it was completely to the death, no quarter given.

Apart from the unspoken rule that Quasi-Saints could not casually ambush and slaughter each other's clansmen, the two races had set no other rules.

Between the two sides, there was also no need to give each other face.

But Luo Fu was different; he was merely a Taiyi Jin Xian, could it be simply because the other party's backing was a Saint?

This thought surfaced in Sister Houtu's mind.

But she quickly shook her head again; she did not believe this was the thought in that human Luo Fu's heart. From Luo Fu's earlier performance, this human was not the type to rely on a Saint's prestige to throw his weight around.

Then why did the other party not give face to Bai Ze, or even to the demon race.

Could it be because of the other party's strength.

On the other side.

After Luo Fu slew the demon god Jiuying, his gaze looked toward a direction in the void, because at this moment two figures had appeared in this stretch of void.

It was precisely the demon god Bai Ze who had spoken earlier; beside him was another demon god.

Bai Ze wore a white robe, his features carrying a hint of handsomeness, looking as if he were an elegant, scholarly Mr.

No one could have imagined that this Bai Ze, who looked like a scholarly Mr., would actually be a member of the demon race, and moreover one of the most top-tier demon gods among the demon race.

Among the many demon gods of the demon race, to a certain extent, if Bai Ze was said to be second, probably no one would say they were first.

This was sufficient to illustrate Bai Ze's status among the demon gods, which could also be said to be first.

As for those whose status was higher than demon god Bai Ze, there were only a mere few demon race experts such as the demon master Kunpeng and Ye Tiandi Di Jun.

The other demon god appeared to be middle-aged in appearance, his features fierce and savage, his gaze carrying a hint of killing intent and coldness.

But without Bai Ze's instruction, this demon god did not directly make a move against Luo Fu.

At this moment, Bai Ze's gaze fixed on Luo Fu, a hint of gloom also in his eyes.

He had just requested Luo Fu to spare the demon god Jiuying, yet Luo Fu did not do so, and instead slew the demon god Jiuying even more swiftly.

In that situation, even if Bai Ze wanted to stop Luo Fu from making a move against Jiuying, he was already too late.