That is, after Ling Zhi killed the other party and cleaned up all the people, there was a sudden amazing magic behind him, which soared into the sky.

It alarmed everyone in an instant.

For a moment, when this magic power surged up, in Lingzhi's perception, dozens of demon warriors from the Holy King realm were directly exposed and rushed towards the place where the magic power rushed up.

This magic power was quite pure, and when Ling Zhi noticed this magic power, he rushed to the team in front of him and stopped quickly.

The two warriors in the Holy King realm rushed out of the team at the same time and rushed out in that direction.

And their departure also caused the entire team to stop and stay where they were.

Ling Zhi shook his head helplessly. Now, emergencies are emerging one after another. It is impossible to be more peaceful.

Plans will never keep up with changes.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhi ran directly on the ground and headed towards the place where everyone gathered.

He had a vague guess in his heart that the real prince was probably the one who caused a sensation at this moment.

This matter cannot be solved, and nothing is meaningless to say.

I'm afraid the team will never move forward.

However, Ling Zhi absolutely did not expect that when he arrived there, what he saw was not a battle scene or a debate scene.

It is a quiet, dead scene.

In the venue, several big figures stood.

There are as many as two ancestor saints alone.

But looking at the faces of the two ancestor saints, it was obvious that they had just arrived here.

And beside the two ancestors, there were several half-ancestral ancestors standing.

At this moment, a half-ancestral figure stood in the field blankly, with an unbelievable look on his face.

His body was covered with blood.

In front of him, a corpse that disappeared from his heart fell straight to the ground.

Ling Zhi had already retreated from his devilish state. At this moment, he looked at the corpse, but his pupils contracted violently.

The fallen demon clan still had a big open eyes. Although his eyes were mixed with a hint of turbidity, the magic patterns in his eyes were also a little intermittent, and there were some subtle differences compared to him.

But he was completely different from the demons around him.

The eyes are as clear as blood, and demon patterns appear in the eyes. This is the characteristic of the demon royal family. It is the eyes that only people who are related to the demon ancestor will have.

In other words, after reflecting the true purpose of these people, the people present knew the identity of the corpse when they saw this corpse.

The half-ancestral demon clan should have taken action by Thunder Ting, who killed the prince before the two ancestral saints arrived.

However, looking at the prince's body at this moment, he seemed to be a little unbelievable. He couldn't believe that he actually killed the Demon Ancestor's parent-child, his body trembled, and stood there, at a loss.

The next thing became much simpler.

Of course, there are two groups of people standing here, one of whom supports the Demon Ancestor and firmly believes that something will happen to the Demon Ancestor, which is the initiator of the Demon City Conference.

Another group of people suspected that the Demon Ancestor had disappeared and even died over the countless years, and was unwilling to surrender to the hands of the royal family and wanted to take over the demon family.

Of course, there is nothing to say between them, but there is nothing to fight.

There are three co-lords above them, and there are many ancestral saints. No matter how hard they fight, it is not their turn to be here, and they are openly duel.

If the prince is still there, this battle will inevitably be fought.

However, the prince is dead, and this battle cannot be fought.

No one has really seen the appearance of the prince, and no one has even really contacted the descendants of the Demon Ancestor. Those who usually hold the Demon Ancestor were all the confidants of the Demon Ancestor, clan members, etc.

After everyone slowly accepted this fact, one of the ancestors saints picked up the prince's body, looked at the half-ancestral coldly, got up and disappeared into the horizon.

Everyone else dispersed in tacit understanding, and the atmosphere was very subtle and embarrassing.

The people of the demon race are even colder and bloodier than humans. They cannot fight bloodily for a dead prince.

This is different from humans. If the supporter of humans dies, he will definitely take action in anger and start a war with the enemy at all costs.

Ling Zhi had just arrived here, but saw such a result, and then he had no choice but to turn around and return, secretly rushing into the carriage.

About half an hour later, the two Holy Kings returned to the team, and the team then galloped back and headed straight for the Demon City.

Sitting in the carriage, Ling Zhi watched more and more teams appear, heading towards the Magic City like them, but the people in these teams were all taciturn.

The whole area exudes a strange tranquility and a dull feeling before the storm.

It seems that a thunder will descend anytime and anywhere.

"The Demon Ancestor's parent-child died like this?" Ling Zhi sat in the carriage, speechless.

What's the situation? That's the parent-child of a generation of demon ancestors. He was killed by a half-ancestor realm demon?

This is too illusory and unrealistic.

Even if the Demon Ancestor is really dead, it will be less than a half-ancestor who will come to massacre his offspring.

Such a thing seemed to have caused no fluctuations just now, but Ling Zhi knew that when such news was truly spread among the demons, it would definitely not be like this.

This news was enough to set off a storm, and it was impossible to remain silent like this.

Unless... Ling Zhi's eyes flashed, "Unless, the one who just died is not the prince, or rather, not the prince chosen in this action, in this meeting."

Thinking of the slight turbidity in the prince's eyes, Ling Zhi suddenly understood.

No one can tell the difference between others, but he can, because he has long been familiar with the state of being possessed by the devil.

Thinking about it now, the corpse just now was a bit out of line with the identity of the Demon Ancestor's descendants.

The dead demon clan said it very clearly that this time, the Communist Party leader of the Central Realm wanted to push the Demon Ancestor's parent and child to the throne.

The bloodline of the Demon Ancestor's parents and children must be extremely pure. How could it be? There is still a hint of turbid color in his eyes.

"Among these teams that are galloping now, there is a real prince. And the one just now is just a scapegoat!" Ling Zhi looked at the many carriages passing by outside the window, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized in his heart.

And while suddenly realizing it, a trace of murderous intent appeared in his heart.
Chapter completed!