Dragon God Supreme

The ten Demon Lords of the Demon Clan and the ten Saint Venerables of the Martial Soul Holy Palace have already set foot in the Southern Domain!

At that moment, the space of the Southern Domain changed color.

An incomparable aura spread from the void, causing countless large and small forces in the Southern Domain to be scared out of their wits.

The devastating energy from the Southern Domain’s battle has already frightened countless large and small forces into cowardice.

Twenty Saint Venerables, a terrifying lineup.

The sheer presence alone could make the space of the Southern Domain tremble and roll.

”They’re here!” A Four-Star Saint Venerable strongman of the Demon Clan was suddenly overjoyed, as if seeing a lifeline.

”Coming won’t save you!” Xuan Ying’s cold and killing-fueled voice echoed in his ear.

”Xuan Ying! How dare you!” The Four-Star Saint Venerable was horrified.

”Boom!”

”Poof!”

Xuan Ying did not hesitate, nor did he have any worries, punching through the chest of the Four-Star Saint Venerable, killing him instantly.

”So stupid. The battle has already begun. What do I have to fear? Your death is not unjust.” Xuan Ying shook his head.

”How could such an idiot have cultivated to the Saint Venerate realm? Truly incomprehensible.” Mie Ying had a look of disbelief.

”This aura is the ten Demon Lords!” Mo Ying frowned slightly.

The remaining three Saint Venerables and dozens of Saint Emperor strongmen retreated in fear.

Kui Ying frowned slightly, looking toward the source of the terrifying aura, thinking, ”The real strongmen of the Demon Clan and Martial Soul Holy Palace have arrived, especially the ten Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, who reportedly have cultivated the Ancient Sacred Decree to its fullest, making their combat power extremely formidable.”

”Kui Ying, your time of death has arrived!” The Sect Master of the Saint Soul Sect laughed fiercely.

”How so?” Kui Ying coldly glanced at the Sect Master of the Saint Soul Sect.

”The notorious name of the ten Demon Lords is known by all. The Saint Venerables sent by the Martial Soul Holy Palace this time are top-notch strongmen cultivated by Elder Nangong Xuan.” Water Traceless said coldly.

”Oh? How do they compare to the six Supreme warriors of the Dragon God Clan?” Kui Ying countered.

Water Traceless sneered coldly: ”Kui Ying, the six Supreme warriors plus your seven cannot defeat twenty Saint Venerables.”

Kui Ying smiled coldly without saying anything.

”The strongmen of the Demon Clan have arrived!” Shadow Demon Ancestor felt completely reassured, sensing the appearance of numerous terrifying auras in the Southern Domain.

”Long Qi, have you sensed it? The strongmen of the Demon Clan and Martial Soul Holy Palace, twenty Saint Venerables, eight Seven-Star Saint Venerables, six Six-Star Saint Venerables, six Five-Star Saint Venerables.” Yan Ming sneered proudly.

”Zhu Yan Demon Lord!” Long Qi grinned, ”Shadow Demon Ancestor, Yan Ming, you should step back now, heal well, maybe you can fight on.”

”Impressive, Zhuxinghun nearly broke through to Eight-Star Saint Venerable, just the right time to test his strength.” Long Jianfeng said expectantly, his battle intent surging.

”Feeling very excited, they’re finally here.” Long Xuanfeng grew more and more excited, unable to hold back from unleashing full power to fight.

In the square of the palace of the Saint Emperor Clan, Sheng Ying and Xuan Mu along with other strongmen of great powers from the Dragon God Holy Temple, looked extremely grave.

”The ten Demon Lords of the Demon Clan! Their strength is increasingly terrifying. Even the Five-Star Saint Venerable Zhuxun could easily defeat me.” A Five-Star Saint Venerable strongman said gravely.

The Master of the Yu Xu Temple frowned and said: ”The ten Saint Venerables of the Martial Soul Holy Palace are also very formidable, not sure if the Supreme Long Qi and Kui Ying can withstand them!”

”Isn’t the Supreme Master worried at all?” A Hall Master frowned deeply, seeing Feng Wuchen’s indifferent expression, which made him quite displeased.

”Hmph! Supreme Master? Is he even worthy? What’s he worried about? Besides wielding the Supreme title to throw his weight around, what else can he do?” A Six-Star Saint Venerable said indignantly.

Sheng Ying and Xuan Mu’s old faces turned extremely dark, but they said nothing.

Clearly, there are still many strongmen under the Dragon God Holy Temple unhappy with Feng Wuchen’s Supreme title.

”Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

Above the Saint Emperor Clan, twenty Saint Venerable strongmen suddenly appeared, spreading a terrifying aura that seemed to surpass everything.

”They’re all Saint Venerable strongmen, looks like there won’t be any chance for us to fight. I don’t even feel like killing the remaining Saint Emperor strongmen.” Long Qianye shook his head, not having enough cultivation to fight such terrifying Saint Venerables.

Nie Wufeng shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the twenty Saint Venerables and said, ”Let’s enjoy the show and check out Long Qi’s true strength, enjoy it well.”

”Brother Long Jianfeng’s strength should be enough to fight with a Nine-Star Saint Venerable, I’m afraid none of the ten Demon Lords are his opponent!” Yang Zi Lan said softly.

”There’s nothing for us to do anymore, let’s step down too. The battle has consumed quite a lot of our strength.” Gu Qing Jue smiled faintly.

”God Shadow Guards, withdraw!” God Shadow ordered, and hundreds of God Shadow Guards flashed back.

”You all step back too.” A Demon Lord of the Demon Clan waved his hand, indicating the Shadow Demon Ancestor and others to retreat.

”Haven’t come out for a long time, feels great.” A Demon Lord of the Demon Clan stretched lazily, with confidence, arrogance, and unruly written all over his face.

”The six Supreme warriors of the Dragon God Clan, protectors from the God Shadow Guards, it’s been a long time.” A Seven-Star Saint Venerable of the Martial Soul Holy Palace laughed arrogantly, arms crossed.

”A strong battle intent, Long Xuanfeng, shall we fight one-on-one later?” A Seven-Star Saint Venerable of the Martial Soul Holy Palace stared at Long Xuanfeng.

”If you wish to die, I’ll grant you that wish.” Long Xuanfeng laughed.

”Long Jianfeng, seems like your cultivation has improved a lot, the Shadow Demon Ancestor and Yan Ming along with the Sect Master of the Saint Soul Sect have been defeated while you remain unscathed.” The leading middle-aged man said indifferently, his aura the most terrifying.

He was Zhuxinghun, at the peak of Seven-Star Saint Venerable!

Long Jianfeng beckoned with his hand, smiling faintly, ”Want to test my strength? Then come on!”

Zhuxinghun unleashed a dreadful battle intent, laughing, ”Testing is fine!”

Zhu Yan swept a glance and said coldly, ”You six, plus Kui Ying, Xuan Ying, Mo Ying, and Dark Ying, make ten Saint Venerables. Do we fight two-on-one?”

This remark showed his disregard for the others.

”Damn it! How dare you look down on the Hall Master!” The Six-Star Saint Venerable Hall Master gritted his teeth angrily, with a frighteningly hideous look.

Yu Xu Zi’s old face also turned extremely dark, fists clenched tightly.

”You’re indeed no match for any of them!” Sheng Ying said coldly.

”What do you mean? How dare you underestimate this Hall Master?” The Hall Master roared angrily.

Sheng Ying remained cold, ”I speak only the truth.”

”You!” The Hall Master was furious.

At this moment, Kui Ying suddenly glanced down coldly, scaring them into silence.

Long Qi stroked his chin, smiling, ”Actually, you can take turns fighting.”

Long Qi’s words instantly chilled the faces of the twenty Saint Venerables.