Chapter 391: A Life-and-Death Struggle

"I am the Heavenly Illusion King/Earthly Illusion King. I am honored to meet you."

Except for their extremely pale faces, the two Demon Kings looked like normal humans. They were both middle-aged men in black robes and had a rather elegant temperament.

It was just that the terrifying pressure that was no less than that of the head of the Gu Qian clan, and the monstrous sea of ​​demonic energy that was faintly gathered behind the two of them, constantly reminded everyone that the newcomers were definitely not good people. If they were not careful, the Heavenly Demon Marten clan would be in danger of extinction.

"Two Demon Kings, the Demon Prison really thinks highly of our clan."

Gu Qian nodded indifferently without changing his expression.

"Haha, there is no way. Originally, we planned to let Hao Jiuyou control the Heavenly Demon Marten clan first, and then secretly slowly eliminate the top strongmen of your clan, but who knew that he was a useless waste. It was a waste that the Demon Prison cultivated him for so many years."

"So, in the end, we two can only do it ourselves."

A wicked smile appeared on the pale and almost sickly face of the Heavenly Illusion King.

"Oh, you two fake kings who haven't even survived the samsara catastrophe?"

A careless voice sounded, and a silver-robed figure slowly emerged. In those eyes as bright as silver, there seemed to be endless space ups and downs.

"Space... Lord of Space?!!"

The smiles on the faces of Tianhuan Wang and the other two suddenly froze, and they looked as frightened as mice seeing a cat, and their teeth were trembling with fear.

"Ancestor."

Gu Qian moved his body and instantly rushed to the side of the silver-robed figure.

"I didn't expect this lord to be still alive and still in our ancestral land. God bless our clan..."

The eyes of the great elder Zhu Li suddenly burst into a gleam of brilliance, and he murmured excitedly.

"The Lord of Space? But he is the Lord of Space who holds the Space Ancestral Talisman among the Eight Lords of Ancient Times?"

"The Lord of Space is the top ancient power who has crossed the three reincarnation calamities. He is actually the ancestor of our clan. How is this possible? Why have we never heard of him?"

"It can't be wrong. That pure blood pressure, the Lord of Space must have the most ancient royal blood of our clan flowing in his body."

The members of the Tian Yao Marten clan who saw this scene were instantly boiling.

For some reason, the top leaders of the Tian Yao Marten clan deliberately concealed the fact that "the Lord of Space is the ancestor of the Tian Yao Marten clan", or did the Lord of Space erase it himself?

Well, it seems that the other masters did the same.

The ordinary members of the Immortal Saint Whale clan and the Sea Giant clan did not know that their ancestor was one of the Eight Lords of Ancient Times. Only the core top leaders of the clan could know it.

"The Lord of Space is the ancestor of our clan?!!"

The little mink, who had been acting calm, was also stunned and murmured in disbelief.

This shocking news was obviously difficult to digest.

"Yeah, you don't know?"

At this time, Lin Dong said lightly.

"I... Why do I know? And how did you know it? Since you know it, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

The little mink, whose mind was a little empty for a while, retorted subconsciously.

"Yan told me, I always thought you knew, after all, who wouldn't know their own bloodline ancestors."

"Yes, so why don't I know my own ancestor? Even a human race knew this news before me."

The little mink nodded blankly, and then suddenly froze and fell into deep thought.

"Hey, poor child, your father didn't tell you at all..."

Lin Dong glanced at Zhu Li, who didn't change his expression, and immediately understood that the great elder of the Tian Yao Marten clan must also know the inside story.

High in the sky.

"I thought the Demon Prison would send some powerful people to invade our clan, but I didn't expect that they only sent two fake kings. I even went out of my way to retrieve the Space Ancestral Talisman. What a waste."

The Lord of Space shook his head lightly.

"Space, Lord of Space, why are you here?"

King Tianhuan suppressed the fear in his heart and asked tremblingly.

It's no wonder that he, the Demon King, was afraid. Demon Kings are also divided into levels.

He and King Dihuan are just two fake kings who have not yet passed the reincarnation calamity, while the Lord of Space is a super strong man who has already passed the three reincarnation calamities. He also controls the Space Ancestral Talisman among the eight ancestral talismans. During the ancient war, he killed countless king-level members of the Demon Clan.

Even if he joins hands with King Dihuan, he may not be able to survive a single move from him.

If you want to stop the Lord of Space, you must ask the fifth-ranked princes of the Ten Kings of the Demon Prison to come out, and they are also the Demon Kings who have passed the three reincarnation calamities.

"This is my mother clan. Where else can I go if I don't retreat here to heal my wounds? To the base camp of your Demon Prison? Well, you can die. If I kill you, I have to go back to retreat."

The Lord of Space frowned, as if he was unexpected.

He never thought that the Demon King would ask such a stupid question. In fact, the Sky Illusion King was scared and said something he didn't want to say.

"No, Lord of Space, you can't kill us."

"In the past hundred years, the two of us ordered Hao Jiuyou to bury more than 200 eternal illusion flowers in the ancestral land of your Tian Yao Marten clan, forming a giant formation covering the entire ancestral land."

"As long as the Earth Illusion King and I launch the formation, we can drag the entire Tian Yao Marten clan into the illusion and kill your mother clan instantly. Even if you can barely run away, what's the matter? Then your mother clan will have to be buried with the two of us!"

The panicked Sky Illusion King quickly threw out his trump card.

"Beast! Hao Jiuyou, that beast!"

"You thieves!"

"My ancestor, hurry up and kill them! Kill them first!"

Cries of surprise rang out in the crowd.

"Haha, Lord of Space, what do you think? If you let us go, we can calmly pick the eternal magic flowers that are all over the ancestral land, and the crisis of genocide will be resolved immediately. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

Looking at the restless sea of ​​people, the two kings, Tianhuan King and Dihuan King, finally regained some confidence. Yes, that's it, the script is written like this.

Although they can't exterminate the Tianyao Diao clan, it's also good to take the opportunity to get away calmly, and come back to get back at the place later.

"Oh, then you guys start."

The Lord of Space nodded nonchalantly.

"Haha, Lord of Space, that's right... uh, what did you say?"

The Heavenly Illusion King stared blankly at the Lord of Space who looked indifferent, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. It seems that the script is not written like this!

"I said you guys start."

The Lord of Space repeated it with good temper.

"Okay, okay, Lord of Space, you forced us to do this. At worst, we will die together and let the entire Tian Yao Marten clan be buried with us!"

A ferocious look suddenly flashed across the face of the Heavenly Illusion King, and he suddenly changed his seal and said: "Endless Illusion, rise!"

"..."

Dead silence, the scene of thousands of flowers blooming in the imagination of the Heavenly Illusion King did not appear.

"Endless Illusion, rise!!"

"Endless Illusion, rise!!!"

The roars of the Heavenly Illusion King and the Earth Illusion King became louder and louder, but still no results.

Onlookers: "..."

Now, even the slowest people have discovered the trick.

Are these two lunatics who call themselves kings playing the empty city trick?