NOVEL NEXT chapter 18
[This site newly launched the traditional Chinese version, click to read]
You can search for “Summon Ten Thousand Worlds as the Devil Emperor: (noveltranslate.com)” in Baidu to find the latest chapter!
Chu Wanjun silently put down the letter paper in his hand, and a cluster of Yuanli fire burst out, burning at Chu Wanjun’s fingertips, and gradually burning the letter paper to ashes.
“Do you have the magic weapon lost by the statistic demon cult, about how many percent?” Chu Wanjun slowly said.
Yuan Tiangang hesitated immediately, and then he said: “All magic weapons of the magic sect are handled by the elders, but under that battle, there are only two elders of the magic sect, and there are no statistics for the time being.”
“Give you an hour to find out the direction of the loss of all magic weapons of the Demon Cult!” Chu Wanjun said in a deep voice.
“Subordinates follow the order!” Yuan Tiangang immediately turned and left.
“Pass the instructions of the emperor and bury the emperor’s left and right envoys.” When Chu Wanjun spoke again, a congregation beside him also led away.
After a while, in the mountains outside the territory, light suddenly appeared, and a black light burst through the air, and fell straight in front of Chu Wanjun.
“Report to the Demon Emperor, Shushan has already been dispatched.” Morgana bowed slightly.
Chu Wanjun narrowed his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Let the emperor guess, but the master of the fifth peak of the Shu Mountain, Yun Daozi?”
Morgana nodded and continued: “Other than that, there is no movement from the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and the Great Zhou Dynasty.”
After listening to Chu Wanjun, he groaned. If not surprisingly, the two parties are ready to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.
After waiting for another half an hour, Yuan Tiangang’s figure came quickly.
“Report to the Demon King, the direction of all magic weapons in the Demon Cult will be cleared by all investigations!”
“The loss was about 80%. They were all carried by the teachers in the last battle and were later captured. The main losses were in Qianyuan Palace, Haiyue Gate, Jinchan Mountain, etc.!”
Yuan Tiangang opened his hand and handed a detailed list.
After Chu Wanjun took it, he stood up, his expression slightly cold.
“Let’s pass on the order and send troops to Qianyuan!”
The cold command was quickly conveyed to every corner of the territory, but with a half-zhuxiang’s effort, there was a team of five thousand cultists ready to go!
At the same time, an extremely exaggerated carriage flew over and stopped in front of Chu Wanjun.
This carriage is made of nine dragon horses, seventy-two formations, and thirty-six runes. It not only has an extremely luxurious appearance, but also has a grand and mighty atmosphere. It is also an indestructible artifact!
Since the death of the first emperor, it has always remained in the main altar.
Now that Chu Wanjun is on the march, the Demon Emperor’s mount is naturally indispensable!
Soon, in the territory of the First Banner, among the endless mountains, a large number of figures sprang out, or the clouds and the fog, or the sword flying, or the feet are in the void.
Chu Wanjun’s Demon Emperor’s mount also ascended, rushing towards Qianyuan Palace.
Along the way, the wind and clouds were surging, and the beasts retreated.
A group of five thousand congregants did not make a single sound. The heavy pressure permeated the sky. Several third-rate sects passed by on the way, which caused the complexion of everyone in the sect to be greatly changed, and they looked up in panic.
It wasn’t until the Demon Emperor’s mount left that these third-rate sects breathed a sigh of relief.
“That was the people of the Demon Cult just now? Where are they going on this trip?” A disciple said, even if the Demon Cult just floated over their heads, it would give them a shadow of death.
“I don’t know, this new demon emperor of the Demon Cult has been silent for seven days, and now suddenly with such a large number of cultists, I am afraid that something big will happen again!”
“In my opinion, the Demon Cult is afraid that it will begin to take revenge! With the temperament of the people in the Demon Cult, they can never calm down. You can see what happened in the original territory!”
“In this direction, could it be… Qianyuan Palace?” A disciple took a deep breath.
The overall strength of Qianyuan Palace is superior in Shuzhou, and it is several times stronger than that of Crane Palace! It is also famous in Shuzhou for its majestic exercises and its righteousness!
There are not only seven thousand disciples under his sect, but also hundreds of masters in the Yuangang realm, more than ten elders in the small world, and two ancestors in the big world!
Even if Chu Wanjun had a triple protector of the Great Heaven Realm, it would be difficult for him to push Qianyuan Palace horizontally!
Unless… the power of the new demon emperor’s realm is really as unpredictable as the outside world has heard!
……
“The Demon Sovereign is dispatched… Finally, within Shuzhou, life will be overwhelmed again!”
On the top of a mountain, a place of seclusion, standing a gray-haired old man, he raised his eyes and watched Chu Wanjun’s cultists fly by, and he couldn’t help sighing slightly.
“Lao Bai, will you plan to make a move this time?” A little girl beside her carrying a giant long sword, also looked at the magnificent Demon Emperor’s mount as she drifted away.
The gray-haired old man listened and shook his head gently.
“The old man has not been dyed in the red for two hundred years, and the Huangji Mansion has been hidden for more than 150 years. Since he did not make a move last time, of course it is the same this time. The land of Shuzhou has its own destiny. We Can’t break the rules of the house.”
When the words fell, the little girl couldn’t help blinking her eyes and looked at the white-haired old man earnestly.
“In that case, why did you receive Zhou Wang’s imperial concubine last time?”
The white-haired old man immediately stagnated, and turned his head blushing and yelled: “What do you know, go and practice the sword!”
After listening, the little girl couldn’t help showing contempt at the corner of her eyes, rolled her eyes and left.
The white-haired old man once again looked in the direction the Demon Cult had left, his expression gradually becoming serious.
“I don’t know how many catties this new Demon Emperor has, I hope Qianyuan Palace can let him retreat…” the white-haired old man murmured to himself.
Between the clouds and mist, Chu Wanjun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Morgana’s voice suddenly came over: “The Demon Emperor, between the mountains where we left before, there is a very powerful wave of power.”
Chu Wanjun opened his eyes and said calmly, “Is it a human or a demon?”
Morgana replied: “I can only see a single figure. Among the mountains, there seems to be an extremely high-level concealment formation. Do you want me to solve him?”
Chu Wanjun pondered for a while, and then replied: “No, please solve the problem first.”
“Understood.” Morgana retired immediately.
After a stick of incense, the five thousand demon cultists finally arrived at the gate of Qianyuan Palace!
On the ground in front, there is a huge stone stele. The stele is carved from three huge mountains. On it is printed two characters: Qian Yuan!
A layer of waves lingered behind the stele, covering a radius of thirty miles, within the waves, there was nothingness and nothing.
“Peeling.” Chu Wanjun sat in the dragon cart, took a faint sip of tea, and spoke quietly.
After a word fell, the black light suddenly gleamed out of the sky, and two huge black claws suddenly blasted on the Qianyuan guard mountain formation!
The loud noise screamed violently, and the black bone claws, with the power to smash everything, suddenly overturned the entire Qianyuan guarding mountain formation alive!