Meng Ru Jiang Nan Yan Yu

Chapter 389 Western Demon Hall

As Ling Fan had predicted.

The direction Wang Meng and the other four left was precisely towards the direction of the demon hall.

Ling Fan followed the five people unhurriedly towards the demon hall.

The five of them were completely unaware of this.

Ahead.

Wang Meng flew through the air, and with some heartache, he threw a Myriad Spirit Grass into his mouth, chewed it briefly, and then swallowed it down.

As the medicinal effects of the Myriad Spirit Grass took effect, the uncontrollable demonic energy on Wang Meng's body was temporarily suppressed, and his complexion immediately improved.

"Mengzi Ge, who exactly is that person, and what is his strength!" asked a young powerhouse.

"I don't know who he is! But he seems to know some of our secrets. As for his strength... I can only say it's terrifying!"

Wang Meng's eyes showed recollection, clearly replaying the battle just now, and said with lingering fear.

"How strong is he, stronger than the elders in the clan?"

The four were surprised, not expecting Wang Meng to have such a high evaluation of that person.

"Not necessarily. This person hasn't revealed his true strength at all, and no one knows how strong he is, but at least he is at the peak of the Core Formation realm, or even quasi-Golden Core!"

With Wang Meng's words, the four were even more shocked.

"I can't believe it, we are of Martial Saint bloodline, and according to reason, there should be no one with talent and bloodline surpassing us in this small border galaxy! But that gray-haired kid is so young, and his strength is so much stronger than ours!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore. We don't know if this person is friend or foe. Let's hurry back with the Myriad Spirit Grass and report this matter to the elders!"

When Wang Meng and the other five returned to the demon hall.

The demon hall had already turned into a terrifying bloody battlefield.

Hundreds of Martial Venerable powerhouses from the Tianluo Domain and Tianshan Domain were fiercely attacking the demon hall, while inside the demon hall, more than a dozen powerhouses wearing the same attire as Wang Meng were desperately resisting.

"How long do you Funeral Demon Clan guys want to occupy this treasure hall! The treasures inside belong to us. If you don't hand them over, we'll kill you all!"

A late-stage Core Formation realm expert from the Tianshan Domain shouted loudly, appearing frenzied, with scarlet light flashing in his eyes.

Inside the demon hall, a middle-aged man in his fifties angrily said, "You fools who have been bewitched by the demonic sound, this is a forbidden area for imprisoning true demons, not a treasure land. Wake up! Get out!"

"Nonsense! You Funeral Demon Clan guys just want to monopolize all the treasures and occupy the Myriad Burial Demon Abyss! We won't let you succeed. After we kill you all, all the treasures in the Myriad Burial Demon Abyss will be ours!"

The powerhouses from the two domains attacked madly.

Streams of spiritual power, accompanied by earth-shattering roars, fiercely bombarded the demon hall.

And on the demon hall, as the more than a dozen Funeral Demon Clan powerhouses desperately infused their spiritual power, ancient and profound runes appeared on the demon hall, forming a sealing light curtain that blocked the attacks of the powerhouses from the two domains, while also suppressing the surging demonic energy of the demon hall itself.

But it was clear that this situation would not last long.

The demonic energy was already rampant.

Coupled with the disturbance from the powerhouses of the Tianshan Domain and Tianluo Domain, under the pincer attack from both inside and outside, the rune seal became increasingly unstable, as if it would shatter at any moment!

"We can't let them continue to destroy it like this. Once the seal is broken and this part of the Demon Emperor's demonic body breaks free, everyone will die!"

The middle-aged man at the head gritted his teeth.

"You continue to maintain the seal, and I will go out and kill these fools! They have been bewitched by the Six Desires Demonic Sound, and it is their fate to die! We cannot let them continue to mess around like this. Once the Demon Emperor breaks free, the entire Jiuhua Realm will be plunged into misery!"

"Elder! You can't stop so many Core Formation realm experts by yourself. They have already entered the demonic path. We will go out and kill with you!"

The other young Funeral Demon Clan members were indignant and their blood surged, wishing they could follow the elder out to fight the enemy.

"Shut up, you must be clear about your responsibilities! As long as you have a breath left, you must hold on to the demon hall and exhaust your last bit of strength to suppress the demonic body here!"

"As for me, I will try my best to kill these people and reduce your pressure!"

"I, this old man, have lived for fifty years, which is considered long-lived in our clan. In fact, I should have sacrificed myself long ago, and it's not a loss!"

The Funeral Demon Clan elder let out a long roar, and a resolute and passionate fighting spirit erupted from his body. He instantly turned into a long rainbow and rushed out of the demon hall. His spiritual power and demonic energy intertwined, killing towards the outer domain powerhouses whose eyes were blinded by greed.

"Hahaha, this guy can't hold back anymore. He is the strongest Funeral Demon Clan here. Kill him, and the demon hall can be broken at any time. Then all the treasures inside will be ours!"

"I'm going to eat this guy's flesh and drink his blood later!"

"Hehe, how dare you block us from taking treasures, kill them all!"

The Core Formation realm powerhouses from the two domains, with red eyes, excitedly rushed forward.

Boom!

Terrifying spiritual powers exploded outside the demon hall, and surging spiritual powers engulfed everything.

It had to be said that the strength of this Funeral Demon Clan elder was indeed formidable, reaching the peak of the Core Formation realm, and his combat power far exceeded that of his peers. Whether it was the might of his spiritual power or the power of his martial skills, it was far above the average level.

The moment the two sides collided, several low-stage Core Formation realm Martial Venerables from the Tianshan Domain and Tianluo Domain were immediately killed by this middle-aged man!

However, there were too many powerhouses on the other side. This middle-aged man was immediately injured, his defense was broken by streams of spiritual power, and several places were exposed to the bone!

"Elder!"

The young Funeral Demon Clan powerhouses inside let out heart-wrenching roars, wishing they could take his place and fight the enemy for the elder.

The middle-aged man looked up and laughed. Circles of spiritual power and demonic energy swept out in all directions, shaking off all the powerhouses.

"Come on! You bastards! I, Wang Longsheng, have been guarding this western demon hall since I was twenty years old. So many of my fellow clan members have died, and only I have lived until now. If I fight this battle again, I can finally go to see them!"

The surrounding powerhouses from the two domains were berserk. The fact that the middle-aged man had killed several Martial Venerables in succession did not deter them at all. Instead, it further ignited their negative killing intent, and they attacked the middle-aged man even more frantically.

Bang!

The middle-aged man shattered the heart of another late-stage Core Formation realm expert with a palm strike. Blood splattered all over his face, but at the same time, the dying counterattack of this expert also injured him.

A sharp middle-grade Profound tier spirit sword pierced his left shoulder, almost cutting off half of his shoulder!

Bang!