Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Lord Haoyue looked at Han Yan in shock. Han Yan smiled indifferently and formed seals with his hands. Countless long swords rose into the air with powerful force that was indestructible.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Han Yan shouted softly, and in an instant, thousands of swords flew up and gathered into a huge long sword. The sword light was like a shadow, changing in an instant, and split into thousands of sword shadows.

Under the heavy sword shadows, countless demon soldiers were killed. Under the murderous gaze of the Demon Lord, almost half of the demon soldiers were slaughtered.

"See? Although my master likes to play badly on weekdays, she is not really bad. She is very strong."

Xingchen jumped around Mo Qilin proudly, annoying Mo Qilin, but he couldn't knock him away with one punch, so he could only let him make noise.

"Now that most of the demon soldiers are dead, leave the remaining half to us. Han Yan, go and take a rest."

Goddess Xuanji smiled and pushed Han Yan aside, took out the Phoenix Divine Feather, and with just a light wave, she ignited the Nine Heavens Fire, burning most of the remaining demon soldiers to death.

"Hey, please leave some for me, don't kill them all. Look at me, my seven-colored glazed whip has not been used for so many years, I'm still a little uncomfortable with it when I just took it out."

The Goddess Qingyin shook the whip in her hand. The whip was colorful and dazzling like glass. Every time it was swung, it was accompanied by brilliant light.

The Demon Lord looked at the demon soldiers who kept dying and could no longer calm his panicked mind. He hurriedly ran to the side of Mo Yuan and stared at him angrily.

"There are fewer and fewer people in our demon world. When are you going to take action?"

"Why are you panicking? Their biggest back-up plan hasn't appeared yet."

Mo Yuan lightly touched the blood on his chest. The dazzling red seemed to make all the blood in his body boil instantly.

"Now that tens of millions of years have passed, the gods in the divine world have become more powerful. They can actually hurt me so easily."

The Demon Lord looked at Mo Yuan with bloodthirsty eyes, rolled his eyes impatiently, and complained mercilessly.

"It's obvious that you have cultivated for tens of millions of years without making any progress. Now even a newly ascended God can hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan looked at the only red spot between heaven and earth and laughed crazily. His laughter sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which made people tremble with fear.

His eyes sparkled with ambition, as if he wanted to devour everything between heaven and earth.

"So it's a new god... But, she... She gives me a very familiar feeling. I seem to have seen her somewhere before. Where exactly?"

"ill!"

The Demon Lord didn't want to say any more to Mo Yuan, so he simply rushed back to the battlefield and killed the heavenly soldiers one by one with his blade.

"Hey! Xuanming ran away!"

Lord Biwu cried out in surprise, but before he could reach out to grab Lord Xuanming who had broken free from the ropes, he saw Lord Haoyang descending from the sky and standing steadily on a colorful auspicious cloud.

Everyone turned around and looked back, and saw Lord Xuanming standing behind Lord Haoyang, with his chin slightly raised and a smug look in his eyes, looking like a villain who has succeeded.

"This is the first time in all the eons I've known him that I've wanted to punch him in the face."

Lord Biwu clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to see through Lord Xuanming. The disgust in his heart roared like a raging fire.

"Then you might want to wait a while. His master is still here. Wait until his master leaves before you go and beat him. Otherwise, you might be the one who gets beaten."

Chao Yan stared at Haoyang Tianzun intently. Whenever she recalled the past, the anger in her heart was like a flood that broke through a dam, difficult to contain, and hatred grew wildly in her heart.

Lord Biwu turned his head and looked at her. He knew very well who the surging hatred in Chaoyan's eyes was directed at.

“Before you take action, let me advise you that not only one of you, but even if there are ten of you, you still cannot defeat Haoyang Tianzun.

So, you'd better stop thinking about it. Xuan Xiao risked his life to let you live, so you should cherish your life."

Han Yan looked at Lord Biwu. He had put away his usual nonchalant look and rarely looked serious, looking like a god.

Lord Haoyang looked down upon all living beings from his high position. In his eyes, all living beings were but a drop in the ocean, like duckweed in the water. With just a wave of his hand, all living beings would be annihilated in an instant.

"Moyuan, you have been sealed for tens of millions of years. Now you have just broken the seal. I guess your strength has not recovered yet. If that's the case, then... prepare to die!"

Mo Yuan looked at the thousands of spiritual swords flying towards him, and looked up at the almighty Haoyang Tianzun from afar, and sneered with disdain.

When everyone thought that Mo Yuan was doomed to die, Mo Yuan simply moved his right index finger lightly, and thousands of spiritual swords broke instantly and fell into the endless abyss.

"Haoyang, have you been the Heavenly Lord for too long and thought that everyone in the six realms should bow down to you? Therefore, you have developed the illusion that you are the only one who is supreme in the world?"

"Yes, the big devil is right, that old immortal is... wuwuwu..."

Lord Biwu glanced at Lord Haoyang's inky black face and quickly covered Chao Yan's mouth to prevent her from saying anything more shameless.

"Shut up! Be careful or Haoyang Tianzun will kill you first. Even with all of us together, we can't protect you."

He covered Chaoyan's mouth tightly, ignoring her violent struggle and not giving her any chance to speak.

Mo Yuan laughed loudly. He glanced at Haoyang Tianzun above the clouds and pursed his lips with undisguised mockery and sarcasm.

He stood up from the throne, walked out of the black veil covering the throne, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked into the eyes of Haoyang Tianzun.

"His face! His face is exactly the same as that of Haoyang Tianzun! What is the relationship between Mo Yuan and Haoyang Tianzun?"

"Yes, the demon abyss that could make Haoyang Tianzun set up such a big chess game and want to kill him must not be a simple big demon."

The Goddess Xuanji and the Goddess Qingyin were chatting with each other, and they didn't notice the murderous intent rising in the eyes of Lord Haoyang.

"Who told you to reveal your true face to others? Originally, I only needed to kill you, but now, everyone present has seen your face. They...are all going to die!"

Haoyang Tianzun’s eyes were as big as copper bells, his face turned the color of liver, veins bulged on his forehead, and his facial expression was crazy and distorted.

Lord Xuanming, who was standing behind him, suddenly saw Moyuan's face and was completely shocked by this shocking scene, and was speechless.

"Tianzun, you...you and him, how could you..."

When Lord Haoyang heard the question from Lord Xuanming, he slowly put away the magic sword in his hand and stroked his fluttering sleeves leisurely.

The next second, his hand grabbed Xuanming God's neck like lightning, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a creepy smile.