Being besieged by more than a dozen corpse demons, He Wuhen subconsciously wanted to take action and kill these corpse demons.

But he immediately realized that the situation is special and it is not the time to take action.

Moreover, the commander he controlled had mastered the means to control the corpse demon.

"Get out!"

The commander shouted softly, and his palms shot out a stream of black fog, condensed special seals, and blasted at more than a dozen corpse demons.

Suddenly, the corpse demons retreated in fear, wandering in the distance and not daring to get close.

He Wuhen thought about it and took the ancient spirit ancestor, Changling and the Great Ape King into the illusion of time in the Tower of Tongtian.

His original deity began to cast spells, helping the three of them to remove the chains and seal talismans.

The soul manipulated the commander, left the corpse demon thunder prison, opened the door and walked out.

The six commanders guarding the door looked at the commander with confusion on their faces. One of them asked, "Commander, why are you so fast today?"

Usually, the commander entered the corpse demon thunder prison and tortured the three ancient ancestors, but he would not give up for an hour or two.

But today it was abnormal and came out in less than ten minutes.

The commander didn't say anything, and glanced at the man with a cold look, scaring him to shrink his neck and dared not say more.

The commander left swaggeringly and followed the tunnel to the ground.

At the same time, in the illusion of time in the Tongtian Tower, He Wuhen had already untied the chains and seal talismans on the three ancient spirit ancestors, and began to heal them.

"Hmph, Nan Sheng King, your death is here."

The commander showed a sneer and walked straight towards the palace.

The emperors guarding inside and outside the palace nodded and said hello when they saw him, but did not dare to stop him.

It was not until the commander came to the inner court that he was stopped by the two golden armored guards at the door.

These two guards are the most loyal guards of the Southern Saint King. They look as cold as a murderous machine and guard the gate of the inner court all day long.

The two guards had no expression on their faces, reached out to block the commander's way, and stared at him coldly.

The commander explained anxiously: "The three guys in the corpse demon thunder prison have something wrong. I want to report to His Majesty the Holy King."

The two guards nodded expressionlessly before opening the door and letting go.

The commander walked through the gate and entered the inner courtyard and came to a vast hall.

There are guards in all four corners of the hall, and they are all elite southern patrol commanders.

In the middle of the hall, three people stood, two saints and a burly man in purple robe.

The Southern Saint King was sitting upright on the head seat, listening to the advice of one of the Saint Sons with a solemn expression.

Obviously, they were holding a meeting to discuss how to further stimulate He Wuhen and force him to come to the Nansheng Palace.

He Wuhen sneered in his heart, "Hmph, a bunch of bastards are still planning how to harm me, but I didn't expect that I was right under your nose. You will look good later!"

"However, this purple-robed Heavenly Emperor is actually the Demon Lord Qu Changqing!"

Recognizing the identity of the man in purple robe, He Wuhen felt a sudden blow and immediately became furious and murderous intent surged.

"The vicious Southern Saint King actually colluded with the Demon Lord and conspired to kill me! Demon Lord, last time I spared your life, you are seeking death by yourself!"

At the same time, the Southern Saint King, the Demon Lord and others were quiet and looked at the door in unison.

"Xu Can, what's the matter?"

The majestic gaze of the Southern Saint King swept over, and the oppressed commander lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look directly.

The commander glanced at the Demon Lord and the two Holy Sons, and walked quickly to the South Saint King with anxiety on his face.

Everyone immediately realized that the commander had an important matter and had to report to the Southern Saint King alone.

Therefore, everyone lowered their eyelids, looked at their noses, and their hearts, and did not eavesdrop on the commander's words.

The face of the Southern Saint King changed slightly, and he felt something was wrong, so he listened to the commander's words.

"His Majesty the Holy King, something is wrong, there is a corpse demon thunder prison."

The commander lowered his voice and whispered in the ear of the Southern Saint King.

Halfway through hearing this, the Southern Saint King changed his face and immediately got up and flew out of the hall, wanting to go to the Corpse Demon Thunder Prison to check it out in person.

"You are waiting here and continue to discuss after I come."

After leaving this sentence, the Southern Saint King left the hall, as fast as lightning, and flew to the secret tunnel.

The commander also hurriedly followed, stuck by the side of the Southern Saint King, and felt very happy, "Hahaha, it's so great! I'm still trying to think about how to lure him out alone, but he sent it out by himself!"

The Southern Saint King was now full of the corpse demon thunder prison, thinking about how to use tricks to force He Wuhen to come to the Holy King Palace.

He was completely unprepared, and the commander behind him had become a different person.

He didn't notice that a playful sneer flashed in the commander's eyes.

"Slaying God!"

In an instant, the commander took action, and a dark golden sword appeared in his hand, stabbing the back of the Southern Saint King.

The golden sword is of course the divine sword Xuanyuan, but the soul of the commander is He Wuhen.

The distance between the commander and the Southern Saint King is less than three meters away.

Almost as soon as he stabbed the sword, the blade had pierced through the back of the Southern Saint King, tore his clothes, armor and flesh, and stabbed into his chest.

With a "click", the armor and bones of the Southern Saint King shattered, and he was stunned on the spot and stopped.

He lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the tip of the sword that appeared on his chest, his face full of confusion and anger.

The Southern Saint King couldn't believe that his most loyal subordinate, the commander Xu Can, would actually attack him!

He had thought of countless endings and accidents, but he never expected that he would die under the sword of a capable general.

Unfortunately, the Southern Saint King had no chance to turn around and speak, and the power of "slaughtering God" instantly exploded in his body.

"Bang!"

A loud bang shocked the earth.

The sword light raged, and the law phantom soared, instantly covering a radius of thousands of miles, making it powerful and earth-shaking.

Even though the strength of the Southern Saint King is very strong, he was injured by He Wuhen back then, and his injuries have only recovered by 80% so far, and he has not reached his peak state.

With such a close-range sneak attack, he was not prepared and was directly stabbed to the vital point.

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword and the power of the magical skill of killing gods were enough to seriously injure the Southern Saint King on the spot.

His body exploded instantly, turning into a clot of flesh and blood all over the sky, and flew out in all directions.

The bright red blood turned into blood rain all over the sky, sprinkling in all directions, dyeing the earth red.

The dark night sky is lit up by the light of the law and phantoms, so dazzling that it makes people unable to open their eyes.

A loud noise spread throughout the Southern Saint Palace, alarming everyone.

The Demon Lord, the two saints and thousands of commanders of the southern patrol guards immediately teleported and flashed over.

When they arrived, they happened to see the scene of the Southern Saint King's body exploding and the soul white mist roaring and running away.

The body of the Southern Saint King was destroyed, but his soul was not dead.

However, the soul white mist is covered with cracks and is about to explode and is not far from death.

The Southern Saint King was already confused and had only one thought, which was to escape.

Unfortunately, before the Demon Lord and the Holy Sons could help, He Wuhen appeared.

With a "swish", he flew out of the sky tower and appeared in front of the Southern Saint King out of thin air.

He was filled with golden light, like a god descending to earth, with a powerful combat power, reaching the perfect realm of the Emperor of Heaven!

He Wuhen shouted angrily, burst out his lifelong power, and the Xuanyuan Sword was slashed again.

"The wrath of the people!"

The Xuanyuan Sword burst into a shocking sword light, condensed the will and anger of the people, and slashed the soul of the Southern Saint King.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the soul white mist was shattered and cut into more than thirty pieces, falling from the air.

He Wuhen was prepared for a long time, and with a wave of his hand, he suppressed all the soul fragments into the Xuanyuan Sword.

It was not until this time that the Demon Lord, the two saints, and thousands of commanders of the southern patrol guards arrived on the spot one after another and immediately launched a siege.

"Boom boom boom!"

The overwhelming power and light of the law surged like a flood, flooding the commander and He Wuhen.

However, He Wuhen had already hid in the Tower of Heaven.

And his other half of his soul had already been collected. The commander was like a broken puppet, standing stiffly in place, and then being bombarded into pieces and powder by the power of the law.

Countless laws attacked the Tower of Heaven, and a dull sound of "bang bang bang" broke out.
To be continued...