620: C620 The Demons Attacked on a Large Scale

C620 The Demons Attacked on a Large Scale

Mo Qiuhui took a step forward and pointed at Grew, who was standing under the flag. He shouted, "Grew, you are the patriarch of Devil Clan. How dare you go back on your word? You don't keep your word. It has only been twenty years since the agreement was signed. You have invaded Homo Clan on a large scale. Don't you fear the oath you made to the Devil Clan's Saint Hall?"1

Mo Qiuhui's voice was heard from far away. The more than one million Homo Clan and more than one million Devil Clan heard it clearly. It made Grew shiver and feel ashamed. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He was afraid that a bolt of lightning would appear out of thin air and strike him to death.

He had broken the oath time and time again. He was indeed afraid. Grew leaned against the carriage and looked up at the dark-faced man. He said in a timid voice, "Master, look..."

The black-faced man was naturally Spirit Wolf. He smiled contemptuously and glanced at Grew. "What are you afraid of? This king will make the decision for you. Just do whatever you want. Even if the so-called heavenly thunder arrives, this king will still have a way to save you from disaster."

Hearing what Spirit Wolf said, Grew's heart calmed down. He had seen Lord Spirit Wolf's ability before. In order to intimidate the Devil Clan, the Spirit Wolf had fought all three hundred High Rank Devil Emperor warriors alone. In just a single move, he had sent over three hundred Demon Emperors flying, each of them injured.

If Spirit Wolf attacked, he could sweep across all of the Homo Clan by himself. However, Spirit Wolf did not come here to kill. He was here to complete his master's mission. If he killed everyone, no one would be able to help him.

Over the years, Spirit Wolf had tasted a carefree life. Every now and then, all sorts of beautiful women, fine wine, and delicacies would be changed around him. The Devil Clan respected him like a god, and listened to his every word. It allowed him to experience the charm of the highest authority, and he was never tired of it. However, just a month ago, he received an order from his master, telling him to find the whereabouts of the Soul Congealing Tower as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would continue to enjoy this kind of life.

Mo Qiuhui saw that Grew did not respond to him, so he shouted again, "Grew, do you have the guts to fight with me?"

Although Grew was already a High Rank Devil Emperor warrior, he didn't have the confidence to face the number one warrior of Homo Clan. This was because his cultivation was instilled into him by the Spirit Wolf using a special method. Although he was a High Rank Devil Emperor, his combat experience and combat strength were very weak.

Without waiting for Grew to ask for help from the Spirit Wolf, the Spirit Wolf immediately handed over a black Baton. The Baton was two feet and three inches long, and its head was a huge wolf claw. Its entire body was black and shiny, and it emitted waves of pressure. This was the weapon that the Spirit Wolf commonly used, the Celestial Wolf Rod. "Take this king's Celestial Wolf Rod and fight him, and destroy their prestige. This king will help you unify the Homo Clan, and make them become the slaves of the Devil Clan!"

Grew was overjoyed. He took the Sky Wolf Rod and flew to the front of the two armies. As the patriarch of the Devil Clan, he had to intimidate the people of the other races. Naturally, he had to show his powerful combat strength. If he could defeat the number one cultivator of the Homo Clan in front of millions of people, he would establish great prestige in the hearts of his people.

Just as Mo Qiuhui flew up, someone beside him flew out first. It was Huo Zhengtang's cousin, Huo Fei. He wanted to avenge his cousin!

"Kid, you don't have the right to challenge our alliance leader. Let me meet you." Huo Fei crossed his hands without saying a word. Two balls of scorching flames appeared in his palms. He suddenly slapped forward. The two balls of flames turned into two fire snakes that bared their fangs and brandished their claws. They flew towards Grew.

The Cultivator of the Deification Periods on the command platform nodded in satisfaction when they saw how sharp Huo Fei's attack was. Mo Qiuhui praised even more. Fellow Daoist Huo's Fire Cloud Art has actually been cultivated to such a level, turning the void into reality. One more step and you will be able to transform into a fire dragon. "

Hearing the Alliance Master praise Huo Fei, the other Soul Formation cultivators of the Burning Heaven Continent revealed complacent expressions.

Grew originally wanted to destroy the prestige of the number one cultivator of the Homo Clan, Mo Qiuhui, but who knew that another person would appear out of nowhere, causing him to feel angry in his heart. He shook the Heavenly Wolf Rod in his hand and unleashed the unique movement technique of the Shadow Devil. It flashed past the gap between the two fiery snakes and arrived in front of Huo Fei. The Heavenly Wolf Rod in his hand slashed down.

Huo Fei seemed to be prepared for this. He didn't panic in the face of danger. With a sneer, he raised his left hand and a red shield appeared, blocking the attack of the Celestial Wolf Rod. He stretched his right hand forward and his entire right arm turned into a flaming blade, stabbing towards Grew's lower abdomen.

In his opinion, his Fire Cloud Shield would definitely be able to block Grew's Baton. Then, his flaming blade would pierce through Grew's lower abdomen and injure him severely. However, with a loud bang, the Highest Grade Magic Treasure Fire Cloud Shield in his left hand was broken into pieces by the Celestial Wolf Rod. The power of the Celestial Wolf Rod did not decrease. It heavily hit Huo Fei's left shoulder. With a miserable cry, half of his shoulder was smashed into pieces by the Celestial Wolf Rod. He was sent flying and passed out.

All the cultivators on the command platform were dumbfounded. No one had thought that Huo Fei, who was a Deification Middle Period warrior, would be seriously injured without even blocking a single attack from Grew. Could it be that the weak Grew was this powerful?

Everyone's faces were filled with fear. Only Mo Qiuhui's expression was solemn. He saw through the clues and said, "It's not that Fellow Daoist Huo's cultivation base isn't high enough. It's just that the black Baton in Grew's hand is too strange. It can even shatter Fellow Daoist Huo's Highest Grade Magic Treasure, Fire Cloud Shield. Since when did the Devil Clan have such a powerful treasure?"

The others thought about it and nodded, agreeing with Mo Qiuhui's point of view. Huo Fei was heavily injured by the black Baton because of his confidence in the Fire Cloud Shield and his contempt for the black Baton. If he had known that the black Baton was so powerful, he would not have fought it head on. Perhaps there was still a chance for him to turn the tables.

Mo Qiuhui waved his hand and sent someone to carry the heavily injured Huo Fei back.

"Patriarch is mighty! Patriarch is mighty!" Seeing that their patriarch had injured an expert of the Homo Clan with a single move, the million Devil Clan immediately shouted loudly, their voices shaking the entire area.

On the battlefield, Grew was in high spirits, holding the Celestial Wolf Rod in his hand. He laughed and said arrogantly: "Who's next? Let the chief teach him a lesson. Mo Qiuhui, didn't you just shout that you want to fight the chief? Then come. The patriarch wants to see how powerful you, the number one cultivator of Homo Clan, are! "Don't let anyone else die!"

The Homo Clan cultivators all looked at Mo Qiuhui. This was the number one expert of the Homo Clan. If he lost, the Homo Clan would lose as well!

Sensing the pressure of everyone's gaze, Mo Qiuhui took a deep breath. Just as he was about to leave, the strong cultivators of the Bai Qiao Sect coughed and tremblingly walked out. They cupped their hands and said, "Alliance Master, please calm down. Let this old man go meet the arrogant guy. You are Homo Clan's Sea Stabilizing Needle, you cannot easily make a move."

Mo Qiuhui gratefully nodded. "Then I will have to trouble Fellow Daoist Qiang! "I will personally pour you a cup of wine to celebrate your victory, Fellow Daoist Qiang!"

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