1963 Crushing _1
Half of its body was wrapped in boiling lava as it fell heavily from the sky to the ground, landing on a sand dune.
As if the process of weathering was accelerated by a million times, the huge half of the body rapidly decayed, and the flesh and blood turned to dust. In the blink of an eye, only a huge, ferocious bone armor was left.
The demonic gods looked at this scene in despair, feeling that their faith had already collapsed. They could not believe that their omnipotent master had actually been defeated?
Even if he had not died, he was already destined to lose. There was no possibility of a comeback.
“Little bug, let’s see where you can run to!”
Seeing the controller escape, the battle fanatic Lord immediately chased after it, not caring if it would be ambushed.
Even if this was a world controlled by The Fiend Race, he was not afraid. Clearly, he was extremely confident in his own strength.
Cultivators like him must have conquered countless planes. Although the demonic plane wasn’t weak, it wasn’t something that Zhan Kuang Lord would care about.
Since they dared to ask Tang Zhen to lure a controller over, they definitely had certain means of victory. Now, it seemed like it was true.
It turned out that the controller was no match for the Lou Cheng cultivators. It was not easy to escape from this place.
Just as the Berserker Lord was chasing after him, a huge wave in the distance suddenly turned blood-red.
The red was blood, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Pieces of flesh the size of houses rolled in the waves of blood like fallen leaves in the wind.
As the blood waves surged, a huge figure could be seen swimming and flashing from time to time.
However, this figure was already covered in injuries. Many of the injuries were extremely serious, and one could clearly see the huge bone armor and internal organs.
It was like a desperate trapped beast that was struggling desperately but unable to escape from the Hunter’s control.
The onlookers recognized at a glance that this was the other controller’s main body. It was just that the original overbearing domineering air had now turned into an extremely sorry state.
He didn’t need to guess to know that it was also in a difficult situation and was being crushed by the cultivators of Lou Cheng.
All of the demonic gods were in complete despair at the sight of this. The bone wing demonic god collapsed to the ground, as if his soul had been drawn out of his body.
Tang Zhen did not care about the dejected demon gods. Instead, he continued to stare at the battlefield with a strange glow in his eyes.
The battle scenes of the Masters of creation were indeed eye-opening to him, and the means of the cultivators in Lou Cheng were even more amazing.
The seemingly strong native cultivators were no match for the loucheng cultivators. Perhaps it was just as Zhan Kuang Lord had said, their best choice was to grab their belongings and escape.
In order to prevent the cultivators of loucheng from invading, the devil race had specially built a strong outer shell and then acted like a turtle hiding in its shell, tyrannically abusing its power in its own lair.
The humans ‘once-in-a-Millennium harvest seemed like a big deal, but in reality, it was extremely laughable.
They were a group of powerful cultivators, and the strongest among them was at the level of a creator. However, they only thought about plundering the weak human race, and turned a blind eye to the wealth of other planes.
How much could a group of humans, whose strength was deliberately controlled by them and harvested once every thousand years, have?
This once in a thousand years harvest was simply asking for humiliation in Tang Zhen’s eyes. Yet, this group of fools were still feeling self-satisfied.
It could only be said that the entire demon race was a group of cowards, and the root of it was the controller. It was because of them that the demonic plane had fallen to such a state.
As expected, one soldier can cause a nest of soldiers.
The cornerstone platform had once told Tang Zhen that the strength of the demonic plane could not be underestimated. This might not be an alarmist talk, but that was only the demonic plane from thousands of years ago.
The evil demons who suffered a crushing defeat in the world of towers and chose to retreat had long lost their strength and drive.
Just as these thoughts flashed across Tang Zhen’s mind, the battle within the rolling blood waves had already become increasingly intense.
The huge figure stirred the waves, trying to reverse the crisis, but the effect was not obvious.
“BOOM!”
The huge wave was broken apart, and the huge figure appeared, roaring angrily at the sky.
Next to the huge figure, a figure in a white robe appeared. Even though he was in the middle of the filthy blood waves, he was still spotless.
The figure was Star Spirit Lord. He held a three-foot long sword in his hand and walked on the waves as if he was taking a stroll in a courtyard.
Every time he swung his sword, it would bring out a shocking sword light. When it landed on the huge figure, a large piece of flesh would be cut off.
The controller was in an extremely dangerous situation. He had almost no power to fight back against a Star Spirit Lord.
From the beginning of the battle, it had been suppressed. It had tried to escape from the battlefield, but the star Spirit Lord’s sword was like a maggot attached to its bone, and it could not get rid of it at all.
Seeing that the battle in the magma sea had ended, and that the controller who had fought with Zhan Kuang Lord had escaped with heavy injuries, this controller no longer had the heart to continue fighting.
It took the star Spirit Lord’s attack head-on and fled into the distance. Wherever it passed, the huge waves turned into steel-like ice blades that swarmed toward the star Spirit Lord.
Although this kind of attack couldn’t do anything to the star Spirit horde leader, it could slow down his pursuit and increase the possibility of successful escape.
The star Spirit Lord chuckled and ignored the ice blades. He raised his three-foot long sword and chased after them.
A voice that was neither hurried nor slow was transmitted into Tang Zhen’s ears at this moment.
“Lord Tang Zhen, Lord Zhan Kuang and I will go and clean up those two guys. You will be in charge of the dimensional gateway.
You just need to maintain the normal operation of the passage. We’ll return here after we’ve killed these insects.”
After saying that, the star Spirit horde leader disappeared. He had probably already left the Black Desert.
“Don’t worry, there won’t be any mistakes.”
Tang Zhen retracted his gaze and turned to look at the dimensional gateway beside him. He confirmed that it was still operating normally.
The construction and operation of the teleportation channel took much more time than the summoning array. The former required the teleportation tower and a large number of cultivators, which was impossible to complete in a short time.
The main work would be done by the foundation stone platform. What Tang Zhen had to do was to ensure the stability of the coordinates and not let it be destroyed by others.
Since this matter had already alarmed the controller, it was equivalent to alarming the entire demon race. It could be predicted that in the coming time, countless demons would head straight for the Black Desert.
Therefore, Tang Zhen also had to take on the task of guarding and resisting the attacks of the devil race. He had to teleport all the cultivators to Lou city.
This mission was equally dangerous. Tang Zhen would face countless enemies, and there would definitely be Demon God level experts among them. There might even be a controller.
Especially at the moment when the portal was completed, the aura of the world of towers would surge into the portal. When the auras of the two worlds collided with each other, there would be a shocking phenomenon.
At this time, it was impossible to hide it even if they wanted to. Someone had to guard the dimensional gateway to ensure that it would not be destroyed by the enemy.
The two lords ‘main task was to build and guard the teleportation portal, but they obviously didn’t take it to heart.
Or rather, in their opinion, Tang Zhen alone would be able to guard the dimensional gateway.
This was not deliberately making things difficult for them, but they had enough confidence in Tang Zhen. Otherwise, if it was another person, the two lords might not dare to leave at ease.
A plane invasion was no small matter. The two lords had heavy responsibilities, so how could they act rashly?
Eliminating the demon race’s master was the key. At this time, the demon race’s master had suffered heavy losses, so the two feudal lords naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.
As for The Fiend cultivators below the level of controllers, they were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs in the eyes of the two overlords. They were not a cause for concern.
