Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 370 Annihilation of the Kings
The Flood Dragon King has arrived.

The Flood Dragon King was torn to pieces...

This scene happened so suddenly that it caught everyone off guard. Even the Wolf King, who was watching from afar, had his pupils shrink and his face turn pale, his eyes filled with incomprehension.

"What kind of monster is this?"

The wolf king was speechless. He was shocked by the young witch from earlier, but he didn't find anything particularly wrong with it.

The Witch Clan is inherently a warrior race, and that kid is a prince of the Witch Clan, possessing the purest and most elite bloodline of the Witch Clan.

Furthermore, their formidable strength is readily apparent.

However, this little witch clan brat clearly looked harmless, and his magical aura wasn't particularly strong.

However, at this moment, that seemingly ordinary punch from the boy actually possessed destructive power no less than that of the witch prince...

He really didn't understand this!

Suddenly he was stunned. He saw that the broken flesh and blood were radiating spiritual light, wriggling and converging towards a single point, as if trying to repair and reassemble.

The powerful vitality of a true immortal is on full display at this moment.

"Old Dragon!"

A demon king exclaimed in surprise, looking at the bald man whose aura had suddenly changed.

He still possessed that weak, ant-like aura of magical power, and there were no signs of a powerful being around him; he looked just like an ordinary person.

But at this moment, his body was stained with blood, and his white cloak, stained red, fluttered in the wind, making him look like a demon god.

"King of the Wolf, the Old Dragon is seriously injured!"

"There's something strange about this kid!"

"Everyone, attack together! Go all out and don't hold back! Hold out until the Zhujian Demon God arrives..."

The demon kings shouted in unison, their momentum rising as they charged forward, their terrifying aura as vast as the ocean.

Supernatural powers and spells unleashed dazzling light as they hurtled forward, revealing the immense power of a True Immortal-level demon king!
"Seriously injured..."

The wolf king looked at the shattered flesh and blood on the ground and his mouth twitched. But then again, at least he wasn't dead.

"This kid..."

The Wolf King stared at the headless corpse of the Leopard King, then looked at the Flood Dragon King whose flesh was beginning to ripple back to life, and frowned in deep thought.

Not only was the Leopard King's head removed, but its primordial spirit within its skull was also instantly annihilated, making it utterly dead.

However, Jiao Gang's death was more gruesome, but he was still alive, and his primordial spirit remained...

"Could it be..." The Wolf King looked ahead, a vague guess forming in his mind, which he urgently needed to confirm.

Meanwhile, the bald figure dodged and weaved amidst the attacks of the demon kings' magical powers, searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

"I... misjudged again..."

Wen Zhong couldn't help but smile bitterly. Looking at the young man who was fighting bloody battle, he was shocked but suddenly felt that this was the only reasonable thing to do.

The first two disciples of Master Yuding were ruthless characters who dared to cause trouble even in the Heavenly Court. It is conceivable that people who come down from Yuquan Mountain are not simple.
Jade Cauldron Immortal is so lucky... Wen Zhong was filled with emotion. Many immortals might not be able to find a disciple with such extraordinary talent in their entire lives.

But four actually came from Yuquan Mountain!
These two may not be as mature as Yang Jian and Long Ji, but they have the advantage of being young, being from the Wu clan, and having unlimited potential. Their future achievements can be said to be limitless.

"Something seems... a little off again."

Suddenly, Wen Zhong's expression changed.

"There is a flaw!"

A demon king, his figure like a snake with a black shadow, moved swiftly like a snake while being restrained by the other demon kings. He appeared strangely beside Xiaobai and quickly coiled around her.

In the blink of an eye, he bound Xiaobai's entire body like a rope and tightened it continuously.

"This brat doesn't seem to dare to directly confront your supernatural powers..."

Suddenly, the King of the Wolf's eyes flashed, and he shouted anxiously, "I understand! This brat is only strong in body, but his magic power is too low. Quick, put some distance between us!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Bai looked down at the demon king's arm that was wrapped around him, and with a flick of his wrist, the demon king was torn to pieces with a "poof," blood splattering everywhere, and the severed limbs transformed into snake bodies that writhed around.

Just as he clenched his fist and smashed it toward the snake demon king, suddenly a long howl rang out, and a demon king soared into the sky, radiating intense white light. His body rapidly expanded and grew larger, transforming into a giant white wolf in the blink of an eye.

A pair of eerie green eyes emitted a predatory light, spitting out a strange green flame.

Xiao Bai darted away, and the shattered snake head suddenly opened its mouth, from which a large black snake swam out.

The giant snake's body grew longer in the wind, transforming into a massive black serpent that stretched across the land like a mountain range. Its scarlet eyes, like lanterns, stared hatefully at Little White on the ground.

He was so close, so close to...

"What a pity!" Xiaobai sensed the disadvantage of insufficient magic power.

His power could shatter the physical bodies of these demons, but his magical power was too weak to destroy their primordial spirits like Ah Zheng could.

The sudden appearance of these two enormous creatures immediately stirred up the troops of the Shang Dynasty and the North Sea, who showed expressions of fear.

Although they had fought against ferocious beasts and monsters before, they had never seen such a powerful behemoth before...

"withdraw troops!"

Wen Zhong shouted, and immediately soldiers struck gongs, causing the Shang army to retreat into their camp like a tide.

The situation had spiraled out of their control.

This is no longer a war between mortals...

Looking across, they saw that Yuan Futong and the others were also deathly pale, as if they had also been frightened.

"Master, hurry up and go!" Yu Qingchao shouted to Wen Zhong.

Although Wen Zhong issued the order to withdraw the troops, he remained seated on the black Qilin, motionless, staring intently at the battlefield ahead.

"You lead the army to guard the camp."

Without turning his head, Wen Zhong said, "Mr. Bai came to help us. How could I, Wen Zhong, just leave? You don't need to worry about me."

Now that his allies are fighting a bloody battle, if he were to simply walk away...
How will I face Master Yuding and other fellow Daoists in the future?
"Master!" Yu Qing reined in his horse and shouted urgently.

"This is a military order!"

Wen Zhong shouted and squeezed the Mo Qilin between his legs, and the Mo Qilin immediately took off and charged forward.

"Don't come any closer!" Little White dodged a black flame from the giant black snake, moving thirty feet away from its original spot, and shouted.

The flames melted the ground upon landing, creating a corrosive sound and carving a large pit.

“But…” Wen Zhong hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Okay, he admits that this Mr. White is also very powerful.
But... I just don't feel as safe as Mr. Zheng.

"I can handle it."

Xiao Bai said in a deep voice, slowly stood up and stared at the group of demon kings, his expression serious.

"Pure power cannot obliterate the primordial spirit... I don't believe it."

His fist slowly clenched, his gaze sharpening as he glanced at his own fist.

If one punch isn't enough, he'll throw another.

In an instant, his eyes were filled with unwavering determination, and he vaguely felt that his fist seemed to have gained more power.

Suddenly, one of the demon kings roared and unleashed a white light at another demon king. The demon king immediately vanished and reappeared less than a foot behind Xiaobai.

He swung his fist at an astonishing speed, aiming for the back of Xiaobai's head, a ferocious smile on his face.

This was a strike they had been preparing for a long time!
Countless enemies have died from this move.

Just as he was rapidly approaching Xiaobai, suddenly, he saw Xiaobai slightly turn its head and glance at him out of the corner of its eye. Then…

Xiao Bai leaned back, dodging the punch with even greater speed, and at the same time, clenched his fist and threw a punch at his head with a serious expression.

Chi!
It was just another ordinary punch...

Then time seemed to stand still in the Demon King's eyes, and only a fist 'slowly' approached him.

With that punch, time seemed to stand still, and space shattered layer by layer, like glass...

boom!
The punch landed on the Demon King's head, causing his skull to explode on the spot. His headless body slammed heavily into the city wall of the distant North Sea.

The heavy city wall collapsed with a roar, and then the body shattered, turning into pieces of flesh and dark red blood rain.

“The Jackal King is heavy…”

The King of the Wolf's eyelids twitched, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

There was no sign of the flesh and blood from the explosion repairing or rebuilding.

"Monster! Run!"

Upon witnessing this horrific scene, the rebels in Beihai lost all will to fight and turned to flee back into the city.

"Brother Yuan, let's retreat!" a warlord who had joined the rebellion shouted to Yuan Futong.

"Retreat! Retreat now!" Yuan Futong roared.

"Yuan Futong, you have colluded with the demon race and defied your ancestors. You will not have a good end!" Wen Zhong shouted.

"Well done!"

At this moment, Jiao Gang, who was slowly returning to human form, still had cracks all over his body. At this moment, a sinister smile flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth wide, emitting a terrifying suction force. The rebels shrank and disappeared into his mouth.

In an instant, screams and cries echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"you……"

Seeing this, Xiao Bai's eyes widened in fury, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "You..."

This scene brought back a memory he least wanted to recall.

When the demon destroyed their tribe, many of their people became the demon's prey.

The cries and screams of his people gradually merged with the sounds of the rebels, filling his mind.

"Ah!" Little White's vision went black, and he clutched his head, letting out a cry of pain.

"Mr. Bai, please be careful."

Wen Zhong exclaimed in surprise and charged forward on his black Qilin. He saw the black python, which had survived the previous attack and was as sturdy as a mountain, seize the opportunity, open its blood-red maw, and pounce down on Xiao Bai. With a loud bang, it swallowed Xiao Bai and burrowed into the ground.

Gradually, the world seemed to return to silence.

"Is that little witch clan brat dead?" The group of demon kings were somewhat panicked.

boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang erupted, the ground exploded, and amidst a rain of blood, a figure like a demon god hovered in mid-air. With a clench of his fist, a small, glowing snake in his palm let out a miserable cry and shattered with a crash.

"They all deserve to die!"

With red eyes, Xiao Bai charged towards the demon kings in the distance as the void behind him exploded.

The faces of the demon kings changed drastically.

The giant wolf spat out green demonic fire, but Xiaobai neither dodged nor avoided it. Instead, it clenched its fist and threw a powerful punch that instantly shattered the demonic fire.

"Run!" The demon kings' faces showed fear as they tried to flee.

Despite the intensity of their previous battles, those who fought that kid were either dead or... seriously injured!
Apart from a few who didn't make it, almost none of them escaped unscathed.

Especially at this moment, they sensed that the young man before them seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation...

His aura didn't seem much stronger, but his eyes and his presence sent chills down their spines.

"Dragon Turtle!"

Xiao Bai gave a low shout, and a gourd at his waist opened, revealing a dragon turtle in the air once more.

"Master, please be gentle this time... Ah!"

The dragon turtle hurriedly said, but before he could finish speaking, he felt as if a mountain had crashed down on his back, causing his internal organs to shudder and almost making him vomit blood. His body slammed into the ground.

Little White shot towards the demon kings like a shooting star.

puff!
The giant wolf demon king was closest to him, and he caught up with it in an instant, reached out and ripped off its head, throwing it at Wen Zhong. The huge body crashed to the ground.

The other demon kings were in no better shape. He looked at the nearest demon kings and suddenly started running in the void, his speed increasing rapidly.

In an instant, Xiaobai caught up with him, reached out and plucked off his head, throwing it to Wen Zhong. His body then fell and transformed into a giant bear and a black tortoise.

Then the air exploded, and Xiaobai walked as if on flat ground, with a circle of white mist exploding beneath her feet, heading towards the still-alive black giant snake.

In the distance, Jiao Gang, who was rapidly recovering by devouring blood, stared wide-eyed: "What... what kind of monster is this?"

The wolf king said irritably, "Why aren't you running yet!"

He also noticed that it seemed Jiao Gang's actions had angered the boy, but he had no time to discuss that now.

At this moment, Xiaobai had already arrived behind yet another demon king.

"My lord, spare my life! I am willing to submit..." The burly demon king was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder almost burst.

How did our ancestors manage to fight against such terrifying monsters?

No one is unafraid of death. If the other party hadn't been unable to destroy his primordial spirit, he would definitely be dead by now.

Unfortunately, all he got in response was a punch.

Xiao Bai concentrated his strength in his right fist, creating a sonic boom as it struck the Demon King. In that instant, the Demon King's body shattered into pieces, turning into a bloody mist, and Xiao Bai ripped off his head and threw it to Wen Zhong.

"This..." Wen Zhong gasped as he looked at the god-like figure in the sky carrying out the slaughter and the head that had fallen in front of him.

The once arrogant demon kings were now being beheaded like radishes.

I have to say, this scene is really...

"Too cruel!"

Wen Zhong shook his head, but his hands moved quickly. He raised his twin whips and smashed the heads and their primordial spirits to pieces.

At this moment, Xiao Bai was covered in blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he reached out to pluck Jiao Gang's head.

suddenly!

A dark light appeared behind Jiao Gang and transformed into a robust and muscular figure, about three meters tall, whose thick arm blocked Xiao Bai's grab.

"The Demon God of Zhujian!"

The panicked King Bei and Jiao Gang showed surprise on their faces.

"Another demon god?!"

This time, Wen Zhong's expression changed drastically, his face showing deep incomprehension.

He wasn't surprised that there were eight demon kings in such a harsh and cold place, but how did he end up with two demon gods?
Although the Mr. Zheng from earlier was powerful, he seemed to be somewhat inferior to that Nightwing Demon God.

This was already enough to worry him, and now another demon god, no less powerful than Nightwing, has appeared, while Mr. Bai's strength is far inferior to Mr. Zheng's.

Jade Cauldron Immortal, what should we do?
Wen Zhong was anxious. If anything went wrong with these two while they were with him, how could he explain it to Master Yu Ding?

"What a ruthless little witch brat."

Zhu Jian stared at Xiao Bai and said coldly, "You actually dared to pull out my brother's head like a radish! Today, I will not let you live!"

(End of this chapter)