Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 290 The five parties in the world are all sensational

There is no other possibility except prison country.

"It seems to be right, Prison Country has taken action against the Devil's Cult."

King's Landing nodded.

The two behemoths of Middle Earth, the Demon Cult and the Prison Kingdom, finally collided.

"With such a fierce method, the prison country is actually so powerful?"

Gu Yuetiao said in shock.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Demon Cult is no longer what it used to be, they still believe that the Demon Cult and Prison State should be on par in strength.

But now it seems that this idea is wrong.

It's unbelievable to wipe out half of the power of the Demon Cult overnight.

There is already a gap in strength between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom, and after losing this half of their power, the gap between the Demon's Cult and the Prison Kingdom will be even greater.

"Prison Country itself is good at assassination, and I heard that all the top leaders of the Demon Cult are in the sky, and there are no top powerhouses in each stronghold."

King's Landing said.

Everyone in the prison country is a master of assassination, and the strength of the prison country is still higher than that of the devil's religion. In addition, the top leaders of the devil's religion are gathered in the sky, and it is not enough for the prison country to destroy half of the demon's strongholds overnight strange.

"The prison country should have officially declared war by doing so."

Yi Ren Shuiqin said.

"Indeed, Prison Country is forcing the Devil's Cult to take action. It's hard for the Devil's Cult not to think about it now."

Qiu Ru nodded.

Now half of the power of the Demon Sect has been wiped out. Once it drags on, no one knows whether the Prison Kingdom will continue to attack. Strongholds, there is a possibility of insecurity.

"The war we have been waiting for for so long is finally about to begin."

Su Bujin narrowed his eyes and said.

This time they came to Middle Earth, apart from saving Gu Jie, another task was to watch the war between the Demon Cult and the Prison Kingdom.

"Yeah, I think it's time for us to act."

At this moment, the figure of King's Landing Bahuang walked in.

"Patriarch of King's Landing, what do you mean?"

Su Bujin asked.

"Let's go now, to the battlefield between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom."

King's Landing Eight Desolation said.

"But we still don't know where the battlefield between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom is, and I haven't received any relevant information from my side."

King Lin Tianxia frowned.

Although the war between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom is about to begin, it is not yet known where the war will take place.

"That, I think I should know."

At this moment, Chen Wushuang's figure appeared.

"you know?"

Junlin Bahuang frowned.

"The battle between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom must be a large enough battlefield, but I thought of a place like this."

Chen Wushuang said.

"where?"

King's Landing Bahuang immediately asked.

"The place where the seven corpses fell, Wuji Mountain."

Chen Wushuang said word by word.

"The Promise Mountain!"

The eyes of Jun Lin Ba Huang suddenly burst out with light.

"Indeed, only there is the most suitable place."

Junlin Bahuang nodded.

"The Promise Mountain"

Su Bujin recited the name lightly, and somehow, she seemed to have a sense of familiarity with this place.

"Okay, without further ado, let's set off now, target, Wuji Mountain."

King's Landing Bahuang said in a deep voice.

East China Sea.

"Finally... it's time to start."

In the Great Hall of Ten Thousand Monsters, Emperor Zilong slowly opened his closed eyes.

Not only him, Chitian Fenghuang Fen Jiutian, Liu Ji, and Yuan Lao are also there.

"One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Demon Cult and Prison Kingdom. This time, we really want to fight to the death."

Fen Jiutian spoke from the side.

"The prison country was extremely powerful back then, and even His Majesty warned us not to take action against the prison country. If a war breaks out between the devil's religion and it, then it is almost certain to lose."

Lucy said.

"Xiaoyang, what do you care about?"

The old ape glanced at Emperor Zilong and said.

"I plan to go and see for myself."

Emperor Zilong stood up slowly and said.

"Alright, Bujin is also in Middle Earth. When you go, you must take care of her safety."

Lucy said.

"Seven corpses descended from heaven to Wuji Mountain. This ominous omen is unprecedented. It seems that this time the world will shed a lot of blood again."

Fen Jiutian sighed.

"By the way, where is the battlefield between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom this time?"

Lucy asked.

"The seven corpses descended from the sky to Mount Wuji, could it be God's will?"

At this moment, the old ape spoke.

"That's right, Mount Wuji, I think there should be the battlefield between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom this time."

A gleam flashed in Zilong Emperor's eyes.

Western Regions.

"Holy Lord, are you really going?"

The old monk said worriedly.

"Of course, the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom are finally about to collide. How can this opportunity be missed?"

The young monk nodded and said.

"Let me go with the old god stick for this kind of thing. Your cultivation base has not yet recovered to the peak, so how can you go anywhere?"

The old monk immediately disagreed.

"Then you two will be with me."

The young monk said.

"It's still a bit dangerous, you'd better stay in the Western Regions."

The old monk still shook his head and said.

"Enough, this time I have to go, don't try to stop me!"

The young monk gave the old monk a hard look.

"Can"

Seeing that the young monk was angry, the old monk didn't dare to speak again.

Although he has become younger, he is still the Holy Lord of the Western Regions, and the old monk still respects him very much.

"Okay, old stubborn, the battle between the Demon Cult and the Prison Kingdom, how can the Holy Master not be present for such a big event?"

At this moment, the figure of the old Taoist priest came out.

"Holy Master, you must have already guessed the location of the war between the Devil's Cult and the Prison Kingdom?"

the old Taoist asked.

"Yeah, it should be that place."

The young monk said lightly.

"What are you talking about, where is the battlefield?"

The old monk looked at the young monk and the old Taoist talking to each other, and was suddenly a little confused.

"Hey, I really don't understand how your brain became the head of the Buddhist sect."

The old Taoist said helplessly.

"Where is it!"

The old monk said anxiously.

"Ancient battlefield, Wuji Mountain."

The young monk took a deep breath and said.

Southern barbarians.

Dou Dian.

A war god-like figure as high as the sky stands proudly between the sky and the earth.

"The Devil's Cult, the Prison Kingdom, hehe, it's finally about to start, and the emperor can't wait any longer."

The resonant laughter, like the voice of the emperor, passed down from the nine heavens, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble slightly, as if in the next moment, the wrath of the emperor would come down.

Northern Xinjiang.

Lifeless, dense bones.

In the dark abyss, a coffin locked by countless chains slowly shook, and a deep and hoarse voice came out of it: "The smell of death has already been smelled in advance."

All five parties in the world are sensational.

The pairs of eyes that have been watching this war have also taken action in secret.

The war between the Demon Cult and the Prison Kingdom is finally about to begin.

(End of this chapter)