Chapter 686 Gusu Tutian

This voice seemed to have traveled through the fantasy and the long river of history. The indifference contained a strong sense of killing, and the majesty revealed an indescribable silence. It just resounded in the ears of Monk Mingxin.

At this moment, it was as if a lone wolf full of killing intent appeared in the desert, roaring in a low voice.

Monk Mingxin's speed of attack stopped instantly.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Just from this voice, he sensed many things.

The visitor was very strong, perhaps unimaginably strong.

In just eight words, there was a monstrous demonic aura. This was a high-level demon king!

Whether it was the sixth or seventh transformation of life and death, Monk Mingxin couldn't say for sure.

In short, he felt that the pressure was overwhelming and had completely surrounded himself.

At the same time, Ye Chen also had this feeling.

Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

From the darkness, a clearly visible fiery red figure slowly walked over. Every step he took on the void could create a huge sound wave, like a huge hammer hitting everyone's heart deeply.

The three people's eyes were full of unimaginable shock.

Even the unruly ancient demon species, facing the darkness and the fiery red figure, lowered its proud head, prostrated itself on the ground, and gasped for breath.

Finally, the fiery red figure walked out of the darkness.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

This was a tall and strong demon. His appearance was no different from that of a human cultivator. There were two curved horns hidden in his red hair, and there was a flame burning above him. It seemed fragile, but in fact, even the void could not withstand the burning of such power and began to twist wildly.

The moment he walked out of the darkness, a monstrous demonic aura bloomed from him, as vast as the ocean.

The three people's hearts skipped a beat, and they all realized something was wrong.

Why would such a powerful demon appear in such a place?

If they just released the ancient demon species, it wouldn't cause such a level of existence to appear, right?

This is a demon king who has reached the seventh level of life and death!

"The three holy places of the demon race, the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

Mingxin monk spoke slowly, emphasizing each word.

He clenched the demon pestle in one hand and held the Buddhist beads in the other hand, his eyes were stubborn and angry.

"The Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect?"

After hearing this, Ye Chen's mind sank.

Like the four super sects, the three holy places of the demon race also have their own Holy Sons, whose status is equivalent to that of the young sect master.

In terms of status, the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is equal to that of Mingxin monk.

But in fact, since Mingxin monk has not practiced for a long time, his realm is naturally not comparable to that of the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

But why is the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect so arrogant?

Alone, he came to the territory governed by the human cultivators with great fanfare and ran wild.

Aren't you afraid that the four super sects will use the means of deducing the secrets of heaven to lock him in, and then send people to kill him?

Ordinary small-scale demon tribes will not attract the four super sects to take action.

The demon tribe at the level of the Holy Son is different.

With this status, no matter which super sect, they are eager to come forward to kill him!

It's very simple. The young sect masters of the human super sects also dare not go to the West with great fanfare. With their noble status and terrifying talents, once they come, the demon tribe will never miss such a great opportunity!

"Let me introduce myself. I am the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect."

The red-haired demon youth grinned, and the monstrous demon aura around him became more and more intense, as if showing his strength, "My name is Gusu Tutian, and my greatest hobby in life is to torture and kill you human cultivators."

The faces of the three people suddenly became darker.

Gusu Tutian!

This name has been recorded in many human history books.

In the past few hundred years, there have been several small-scale battles between the demon race and the human race. The most famous one was fifty years ago, near the West Land. The strength of the two sides' geniuses was equal. It was thought that it would be a fierce war, but the human race's genius was completely defeated in the fight and could not even resist properly.

Participating in this battle were Su Jinnan, the young master of the Yin-Yang Sect, and the geniuses of several other super sects.

And the leader of the demon race was Gusu Tutian!

Since then, the four words Gusu Tutian have been recorded in major history books.

All the great scholars have commented on this. If this boy is not eliminated, he will definitely become a super demon that will cause trouble in the world in the future!

In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.

Gusu Tutian once again set foot on the territory controlled by the human cultivators, and with such an arrogant attitude, as if he was the king of the world. It is no wonder that the psychological pressure of the three people would suddenly increase.

What exactly does he rely on?

Gusu Tutian glanced at the three people, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his eyes, even Monk Mingxin could not attract too much of his attention.

The gap in realm and strength meant that Monk Mingxin could never be his opponent.

As for Ye Chen, this super genius who has been famous in Zhongzhou in recent years, Gusu Tutian has naturally heard of him.

"The three demon kings before obeyed my orders, so they came to Beizhou to release the ancient demon species. Although they are all very weak, I don't care about their life or death, but after all, they are my dogs... Beating dogs still depends on the owner. You killed all my dogs, so you have to pay some price, right?"

Gusu Tutian raised the corner of his mouth and showed a wild and wanton smile.

At this moment, the sense of oppression he brought was extremely huge.

It was like a towering mountain that stood in front of people, and it was difficult to suppress fear.

"Brother Ye, this guy is too strong. Even if you and I try our best, we can't be his opponent. I will entangle him with Buddhism later, and you take Jing Zhongyue to run first. I will help you delay time as much as possible."

Mingxin monk sent a message to Ye Chen. He seemed very calm and calm.

"Are you Buddhists so selfless?"

Ye Chen laughed softly. Facing such an existence, the pressure was indeed great.

However, Ye Chen could not let Monk Mingxin delay the other party and escape by himself.

"Sister, if you don't think of a way, I will really die."

He used his consciousness to communicate frantically with the mysterious woman in the cauldron.

However, he did not get any response.

"After three breaths, I will do my best. You take Jing Zhongyue and hurry up to escape!"

Monk Mingxin sent a message again regardless of what Ye Chen thought.

And his eyes became more and more determined.

In his hands, the Buddhist beads and the demon-subduing pestle began to flash with golden light.

The golden light was very warm, shining in the dark night, illuminating everything.

"How about this, I will give you a chance to commit suicide, so that I don't have to do it. You can also choose the way you like to die. Just think of it as the last dignity left for you by Gusu Tutian."

Gusu Tutian stood with his hands behind his back, smiling wantonly.