Chapter 1658 Pure Land Buddhist Temple Tomb of the Demon Emperor

"This devil dragon is unruly and unruly. He should suffer a loss."

The Demon King looked at Chu Fengmian's eyes flickering, as if he wanted revenge, but finally sighed and gave up the idea.

"Forget it, let's find other people to join forces with."

After all, Long Moruo is not a weakling. His strength can be called the overlord among the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors. Unless he is a strong man who is half a step into the heavenly realm, no one is willing to offend him easily.

The Night Demon King and the Void Demon King have suffered this loss and can only look for other candidates to join forces.

On the other side, after rejecting the Night Stalker's invitation.

Several more powerful demon clan men came to invite Chu Fengmian, wanting Chu Fengmian to join their group, and together they jointly entered the Buddhist temple to explore.

Without exception, they were all rejected by Chu Fengmian.

"This devil dragon is really arrogant and arrogant. Sooner or later he will suffer a big loss!"

A strong man among the demons also left with a cold expression after being rejected by Chu Fengmian.

After rejecting many invitations, Chu Fengmian stood on a mountain peak very close to the Buddhist temple.

None of the countless strong demon clan men around him dared to approach Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian calmed down and carefully observed the changes in the Buddhist temple.

Half an hour.

The Buddhist restrictions on the Buddhist temple have become more and more concentrated, and the atmosphere present has become much more serious.

Countless powerful demons, all of whom have been contacted as helpers, are now looking at the Pure Land Buddhist Temple with solemn expressions.

Above the Pure Land Buddhist Temple, it can be opened at any time.

"Does this Long Moro really think that he can take advantage of him alone? Huh, this person is so arrogant, we might as well kill him and swallow his blood, and we can also get huge benefits."

Not far from Chu Fengmian, a demon dressed in black robes stared at Chu Fengmian with greed in his eyes and talked to the people next to him.

This black-robed demon exudes a strong smell of blood. This is a blood demon.

Among the demons, the blood demon clan is an extremely unique existence. They feed on the blood of warriors, demons, gods, and even demons.

The stronger the blood they swallow, the stronger their strength will be, so the strength of the blood demons ranges from low to high.

The aura of this blood demon is already approaching the peak of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, and he is a king among the blood demon clan.

The demon dragon clan has noble blood, which is the best tonic for the blood demon. He stared at Chu Fengmian, the greed in his eyes undisguised.

"Long Moruo is not easy to deal with. With this person's strength, no one can be his opponent if we fight alone. But this time, it is indeed a good opportunity to kill him!"

Another demon said from the side, it was the Night Demon King who wanted to unite with Chu Fengmian before. His face was also extremely gloomy when he mentioned Long Moruo.

Apparently, the last time Chu Fengmian rejected him outright, which caused him to lose face, was still fresh in his mind.

After hearing this proposal, Night Devil's eyes showed a strange light as he considered.

"Even the people of the Demonic Dragon Clan would not know that this Longmoluo died in this Buddhist temple. If we had killed him, no one would have troubled us."

"They say Long Moruo is strong, but I want to see how much more powerful this person can be than us. The blood of the Demonic Dragon Clan, divided equally between the three of us, is a huge benefit."

The other Void Demon King also said coldly.

"When we get to the Buddhist temple, we can test it out. If Long Moruo is a strong man, the three of us will retreat. Anyway, if the three of us join forces, Long Moruo can't do anything to us."

The Blood Demon King looked at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.

"But if this Longmoluo is just a waste in name only, then we will kill this person and take away his blood essence!"

"Okay, let's do it!"

The Void Demon King and the Night Demon King both nodded.

On the other side, Chu Fengmian already felt a killing intent and was staring at him.

"Want to kill me?"

Chu Fengmian sneered in his heart.

The Blood Demon King, Night Demon King and others planned to kill Long Moro in order to seize Long Moro's fighting dragon essence and blood.

But they never imagined that Long Moruo had been killed by Chu Fengmian long ago. In terms of true strength, Chu Fengmian was even more tyrannical than Long Moruo.

The king of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor level among the demon clan has extremely strong spiritual power contained in his blood essence.

Although this essence and blood contains demonic intent, it is extremely poisonous to ordinary warriors. Even if they obtain it, they can only stay away and not dare to refine it.

But Chu Fengmian has the bloodline of a sky-swallowing beast, and the sky-swallowing secret technique can swallow all the heavens. How can a small demonic intention resist the sky-swallowing secret technique?

Even the demonic intention on Long Moruo's body could not affect Chu Fengmian, and the demonic intention on these people was nothing.

As long as they dared to take action, Chu Fengmian would kill the three of them, and their essence and blood would be transformed into Chu Fengmian's power, preparing Chu Fengmian to step into the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor.

It’s not just Night Stalker and others.

The demons present are all scheming against each other and have their own agendas.

The battles among the demons were more cruel than those between warriors. Killing and devouring each other was almost a common occurrence.

Being able to step into the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, the hands of every powerful demon clan man are covered in blood.

They don't even need to blink an eyelid to kill people.

Chu Fengmian looked at all this with a calm expression.

In this solemn atmosphere, time passed little by little.

Suddenly, above the Buddhist temple, a colorful ray of light rose into the sky.

Chu Fengmian was familiar with the appearance of this colorful ray of light. He had seen it many times.

Pure Land Buddhist Temple is open!

Rumble.

Waves of demonic intent emerged in this Pure Land Buddhist Temple.

This Pure Land Buddhist Temple is completely different from the magnificent appearance. The moment the door is opened, evil spirits are surging, and ghosts are crying and wolves are howling.

It's like a demonic realm, filled with great resentment.

"There is a lot of resentment. How many powerful people have died here? These resentments have not dissipated after hundreds of thousands of years, but have turned into existences like resentful spirits?"

Chu Fengmian looked over.

In this Pure Land Buddhist Temple, he saw several figures among them.

These figures are half virtual and half real, like ghosts, but they are full of resentment. They are the resentment of the strong turned into resentful spirits.

In this Pure Land Buddhist Temple, there are probably tens of millions of such resentful spirits.