bullyxtreme Chapter 490: Young Master is not something you can guess
Chapter 490: Young Master is not something you can guess
"What, are you being hunted?"
When Lady Poison from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect heard what the Demon Lord said, she not only did not move aside, but her eyes were filled with flames of anger, and she wished she could cut the Demon Lord into pieces and skin him alive.
From the Demon Lord's tone, Poison Lady could be sure that the people from the Demon Palace were being hunted today, and it must be true.
However, these people actually fled to the Wan Du Sect. They had no good intentions at all. They wanted to divert the trouble and attract the people who were chasing them to the Wan Du Sect, intending to use the Wan Du Sect to stop the other party.
"Yes, get out of the way now. There's no time to explain."
The Demon Lord noticed that the Poison Lady's aura surged again, and his face became extremely ugly because he felt the terrible aura approaching.
"Move aside?"
"Master Demon, are you kidding me?"
"You actually want to divert the blame and you want me to let you go!"
"Do you think we, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, would be so stupid?"
"Your Demon Palace is so powerful, but you can't defeat us. How can we, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, be your opponent? We, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, have never provoked anyone. We don't want to destroy our foundation because of you."
Poison Lady's face was extremely cold and she refused to give in.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
After hearing what Poison Lady said, sounds of breaking through the air were heard one after another, and all the strong men of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect stood around Poison Lady's body.
Everyone was extremely vigilant, fearing that they would be plotted against by the people in the Demon Palace.
"Kill them!"
The Demon Lord now knew that it was impossible to get the people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to move aside. If he avoided the area of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, it would take a lot of time.
If they waste time, they will surely die here.
So a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he decided to kill everyone here and fight his way out.
"Boom boom boom!"
After the Demon Lord's voice fell, the three elders behind him unleashed their terrifying magical powers upon all the people in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.
"Don't fight with them, use the power of the formation to stop them and buy time!"
The Poison Lady of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect also felt the terrifying aura in the distance. She quickly retreated and pushed the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's formation to the extreme. The huge centipede fiercely suppressed the Demon Lord and others.
"Boom!"
The Demon Lord and others joined forces to launch a terrifying attack, almost destroying the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's formation.
Seeing the violently shaking formation, all the people in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were still frightened, with horror in their eyes. They had never expected that the Demon Lord and others were so powerful.
So what kind of existence is this that hunts down the Demon Lord and others like a stray dog?
Including Poison Lady, everyone was extremely nervous at the moment. They were very worried that after the Demon Lord and others broke the formation, they would be unable to resist.
"Demon Lord, you can't escape, stop struggling!"
"If you touch my things, you will die, even if you have to go to the ends of the earth!"
When everyone in the Wan Du Sect was feeling uneasy, an extremely calm voice sounded, and a crack suddenly appeared in the void. In the crack, a golden figure walked out.
Holding a long spear in his hand, he exuded a terrifying aura that suppressed the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.
The moment this figure appeared, the disciples of the Wan Du Sect began to tremble wildly.
His eyes were filled with despair.
They had never encountered such a terrifying existence as this golden figure, and they did not have the slightest desire to fight.
"Damn it!"
At this moment, the expressions of the Demon Lord and the three elders became extremely angry.
In their eyes, it was because of the obstruction of the Wan Du Sect that the Yellow Turban warriors were able to catch up, so they now hate the Wan Du Sect to the core.
"You bunch of trash, have you felt it? This being embodies the power of the Way of Literature. From ancient times to the present, the Way of Literature and our evil ways are incompatible. Even if we die, you, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, will be buried with us."
"If we can stop him now, it's still not too late. Maybe we can escape."
Although the Demon Lord was angry, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope and roared at the Poison Lady of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.
"Demon Lord, you are so ridiculous!"
"What kind of person is this young master?"
"Do you think a peerless figure like the Young Master can't tolerate even a mere evil sect?"
"Existence is justified. The so-called good and evil are just people's opinions. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect merely cultivates poisons and does not cause any harm to living beings."
"What's the crime?"
A hint of scorn appeared at the corner of the Yellow Turban warrior's mouth.
"You idiots, do you really think you can escape from my grasp?"
"End it!"
After the Yellow Turban Warrior's cold voice fell, he slowly raised his hand and slapped the Demon Lord and others.
The moment his big hand slapped out, a terrifying golden hand in the void continued to grow larger and slapped towards the Demon Lord and others. This huge arm seemed to be able to block the sun, and it was extremely terrifying.
"Do not……"
At this moment, the eyes of the Demon Lord and others were filled with fear and despair, because they found that they could not even move at this moment and were completely imprisoned by that breath.
In their eyes, the golden hand grew bigger and bigger, and the next moment it fell on their bodies.
At this moment, in the eyes of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the extremely powerful Demon Lord and others instantly turned into blood mist, and no bones were left.
Unable to resist even for a moment.
Rumble!
There was a loud bang, and an extremely large handprint was left on the ground beneath him.
Looking at the huge handprint and feeling the overwhelming pressure, all the people in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect trembled and did not dare to make any unusual movements, because they knew that if they aroused the dissatisfaction of this terrifying existence, they would be killed with a wave of his hand.
When everyone was thinking about how to beg for mercy, the Yellow Turban warrior turned around and disappeared into the air, ignoring the people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.
Watching the Yellow Turban warriors disappear, including the Poison Lady of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, they all seemed to have lost all their strength, and their heavy breathing sounded like a fan.
The Demon Palace was reduced to ruins at this moment. After the Yellow Turban Warrior returned, the black scroll that had turned into a curtain slowly returned to normal, and the figure of the Yellow Turban Warrior also disappeared in the scroll.
The aura of the scroll returned to normal, and two figures appeared in the ruins. They were the Black and White Saints. In the scroll, a force fell into the bodies of the Black and White Saints.
The Black and White Saints slowly woke up. At the same time, the scroll fell beside them and became ordinary.
At first glance, it's just an ordinary painting, nothing special about it.