78: The five great demons gathered in Longxingyu, and the three swords of doomsday appeared.

After seeing Lightning Demon God Baal fall to the ground.

At this moment, all the Demon Gods looked at his position again with a dazed and confused expression in their eyes.

No, you should at least put up a fight!

Shouldn't you at least kill Long Xingyu once?

At the very least, you should injure him before doing this, right?

He is the Tenth Pillar Lightning Demon God, and he even underwent Demonic Disintegration. At the very least, there should be some effect. How could he just...

The several great Demon Gods looked at all this, feeling a bit difficult.

They wanted to speak the truth directly but didn't dare, fearing that Lightning Demon God Pal would vent his anger on them, and that wouldn't be fun.

"Lord Pal, are you alright?" the Cursed Demon God asked, a little worried. Pal couldn't really die now.

Even if the other three useless ones died, he couldn't die, after all, he was the only one who could hold back and restrain Long Xingyu.

Pal was originally in a so-called shutdown state, but upon hearing this, he felt a forced activation, and then, a bright glow flashed in his eyes.

However, that so-called brightness was the scarlet glow that appeared after recalling everything that had happened earlier!

He was enraged.

Pal was furious now.

Extremely angry, he looked at Long Xingyu in front of him.

Recalling what just happened, he roared, "What are you standing here for?"

"Undergo Demonic Disintegration and attack Long Xingyu!" Lightning Demon God Pal roared directly. It was clear that his intention was very straightforward: to kill, without holding back any trump cards, to absolutely crush him.

Upon hearing this, the four great Demon Gods were also stunned. They immediately underwent their own Demonic Disintegration, and in an instant, each became incomparably ferocious, like human Demon Gods, rushing towards Long Xingyu's position at the first opportunity.

At this moment, apart from the Winged Ox Mad Demon Sai Gong, the other Demon Gods all possessed the so-called Ninth-Tier, Second-Rank, or Domain-level ability.

They rushed towards Long Xingyu immediately.

Behind them, many other Ninth-Tier Demon Race powerhouses, influenced by the Demon God Pillar, also flew into the sky.

Hmm, this time, the Battle Demon God Pal planned to gather all Ninth-Tier and above Demon Race powerhouses, and then collectively kill Long Xingyu directly.

This might not be a profitable deal in terms of numbers.

But it was definitely in terms of value.

Pal dared to say that.

Just kidding, Long Xingyu's sword just now had already made Pal realize his mistake.

He already knew Long Xingyu's power.

He was definitely not someone he, or any Demon God below the seventh rank, could provoke.

He could perceive the immense power of that sword just now!

If it weren't for his own Demonic Disintegration, which increased his defense countless times, that sword alone would have been enough to take his life, severing him at the waist. Its power was enough to kill him several times over before he used Demonic Disintegration.

And because of this, he naturally knew that these minor Demon Gods, even if they underwent Demonic Disintegration, would absolutely have no chance of fighting Long Xingyu.

But!

Even so.

It was still the same.

For Lightning Demon God Pal, he never expected these Demon Gods to defeat Long Xingyu; he merely intended for them to exhaust Long Xingyu.

Even Long Xingyu!

To unleash that sword just now.

It couldn't be done casually!

And the Demon Gods were not fools; they wouldn't just let him hit them for no reason.

That is to say.

It's still the same!

Kill!

And he could find an opportunity in the middle to launch a sneak attack. As long as he found such an opportunity, he still had hope.

Thinking of this, Lightning Demon God Pal immediately smiled, slowly flew up, and headed towards the sky, quickly rushing towards Long Xingyu's position.

He intended to find an opportunity to try and suppress Long Xingyu!

Upon seeing the five great Demon Gods appear, Saint Moon also intended to bring the other Xias to help.

After all, five Demon Gods, each having undergone Demonic Disintegration.

That wouldn't be fun for them!

So, it would be better to help Long Xingyu.

However, at this moment, Long Xingyu waved his hand, not speaking, but his words carried a full sense of seriousness and ease, as if he was reassuring them.

Don't be anxious.

He alone was enough!

Hearing this, Saint Moon was a little stunned.

Logically, he should have rushed over immediately to protect Long Xingyu, but he couldn't. Since Long Xingyu said so, what else could he say?

He could only bind the ordinary Ninth-Tier Demon Race members, other than the Demon Gods, in place.

Not allowing them to approach Long Xingyu!

And similarly, he was always ready to rush to rescue Long Xingyu, not because he didn't trust him, but because the encirclement of the five great Demon Gods was truly too exhilarating!

It stirred one's heart.

But he also chose to believe Long Xingyu.

Very quickly, in the sky, Long Xingyu was now looking at the four great Demon Gods in front of him with a calm gaze, seemingly unfazed by the appearance of so many Demon Gods, feeling no apprehension or fear.

"Quite clever."

"Fighting many at once, you sure know how to play."

"But where does your confidence come from, that just by adding four useless individuals, you can defeat me?"

Long Xingyu looked at all this, shook his head, and asked, appearing quite disdainful.

If you're going to gang up, you should at least consider who you're ganging up on.

Ganging up on him, why didn't they take this time to gather a few stronger ones?

Instead, they were all useless.

With this lineup, how dare they come?

"Long Xingyu, don't be arrogant! We will fight together, and with Lord Pal, you are doomed to die!" An Luo Xian roared.

Long Xingyu, however, returned a cold stare.

And with just one glance.

It made An Luo Xian's heart tremble immensely.

He silently took a step back, afraid of following in Cyan Demon Rider Xi Er's footsteps.

Long Xingyu's might and ability were too strong; they truly couldn't face him directly.

"Ninth-Tier, Third-Rank; Ninth-Tier, Second-Rank; Ninth-Tier, Second-Rank; Ninth-Tier, First-Rank."

"Alright, so be it."

Long Xingyu smiled disdainfully. If it were just under the original circumstances, a lineup of this level of ability could indeed be considered a somewhat luxurious Demon God lineup. But after Demonic Disintegration, they only possessed this ability and still wanted to help Lightning Demon God Pal restrict him?

Were they not afraid of speaking too grandly and biting their tongues?

Immediately, Long Xingyu did not hesitate. He simply made his move, and the Doomsday and Slaughter Throne sword in his hand instantly released a pillar of light that shot into the sky, with brilliant crimson-gold flowing. At the same time, a divine phantom of Doomsday Judgment also appeared behind Long Xingyu, flickering with its powerful aura!

"Three Swords of Doomsday!"

"First Sword, Doomsday Judgment!" (End of Chapter)