The Mountain River Treasure Fan was out of the control of the Dark Lord, just like the Demon Slayer Sword was out of the Demon Slayer's control before.

The Dark Lord was stunned, unable to believe this cruel reality.

Of course, he was even more shocked that his attack was blocked.

Gu Ziqing was safe and sound, looking at him with a smile.

Instead, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and Gu Ziqing's situation had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Compared with these, when he saw the tall figure holding the Shanhe Baofan, his heart tightened, as if his throat was stuck, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

"what?"

The Dark Lord raised his head and looked at the behemoth in disbelief.

The Demon God of Chaos is condescending, overlooking the Dark Lord, as if looking at an insignificant ant.

The Dark Lord was dumbfounded, and so were the others.

Except for a few people such as the high priest and the left and right guardians who have seen the Demon God of Chaos, everyone else saw him for the first time.

"what is this?"

"How do you feel like the legendary demon god?"

"Devil? Impossible!"

"Isn't the devil summoned only at the sect master's inheritance ceremony? Moreover, the devil will not really come to the world. He clearly stands on the ground with his feet on the ground. This is already in our world."

Everyone was completely confused and couldn't understand the situation at all.

The Dark Lord is in a state of turmoil, and his emotions are up and down. He knows more than others, and he knows more about inheritance rituals. He knows that even if the devil blesses him, the devil will never really come.

There is no magical power in this world that can make the devil descend.

But the other party is the real devil, this cannot be faked.

He stared at the Demon God of Chaos with a question mark, seemingly forgetting that he was fighting.

The Demon God of Chaos looked at him with contempt, then turned to Gu Ziqing respectfully, and said, "Master, what should I do with him?"

"Owner?"

These two words were like a thunderstorm, and everyone's eardrums hurt and the brain buzzed.

The Demon God actually called the new leader the master.

The Demon God has a high status in the Demon Race, is a god-like existence, and cannot be blasphemed.

But the devil called the new leader as the master, and they couldn't believe the scene they saw and the words they heard.

The Dark Lord's eyes were wide open, and his pupils seemed to be distracted by fright.

"What do you call her?" The Dark Lord took a deep breath and asked hesitantly.

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Gu Ziqing's mouth.

The Demon God of Chaos answered directly, "Master."

The Dark Lord opened his mouth wide and moved his throat. He couldn't say a word, but he kept breathing cold air from his throat.

"How could this be?" The Dark Lord pondered this question over and over in his mind, but still couldn't get an answer.

Gu Haoran stared blankly at the Demon God of Chaos, and clearly felt his strength. It turned out that this was his daughter's reliance. Yu Mo must have known about it, otherwise he would not be so calm.

"The women's college doesn't stay in the middle. This stinky boy knows everything, but I have been kept in the dark."

Gu Ziqing looked straight at the Dark Lord and asked, "Dark Lord, what do you want me to do with you?"

The Dark Lord's heart was agitated, like waking up from a dream, he had an idea, and said: "The devil is the devil, he is not you, he is strong, and it is not you."

Gu Ziqing suddenly laughed.

This is his last dying struggle.

"Do you think I'm not qualified to be the leader?" Gu Ziqing asked with a half-smile.

The Dark Lord's eyes fluctuated, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your combat effectiveness is not strong, and it is not a skill to rely on the devil."

"Really? Then do you know how the Demon God came?" Gu Ziqing asked jokingly.

It's not just the Dark Lord, it's a concern for everyone else.

"How come?" The Dark Lord suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Do you know about Phantom Magic?" Gu Ziqing asked.

The Dark Lord nodded suspiciously: "Phantom magic is a magical power that every demon has, how could I not know it."

Gu Ziqing smiled lightly and asked again, "Then do you know the magic art of summoning demons?"

"...Magic Summoning Magic?" The Dark Lord was stunned and asked, "What is that?"

"Haha." Gu Ziqing's smile became stronger and he said, "It seems that you don't know everything."

The Dark Lord blushed and said angrily, "I have been in the Demon Race since I was born, what else is there in the Demon Race that I don't know?"

"Don't you know about the magic summoning art?" Gu Ziqing asked rhetorically.

The Dark Lord raised his neck and said, "I've never heard of the magic summoning art. It's just something you made up on purpose to scare people."

"Really? You really can't shed tears without seeing the coffin. Don't you want to know how the devil came from? The devil was summoned by me using the magic summoning art. The high priest and others can testify to this."

The high priest nodded quickly and said excitedly: "Exactly, we witnessed with our own eyes that the sect master used the magic summoning art to summon the demon **** of chaos to come."

Wow!

The crowd immediately boiled over.

It turns out that there is such a heaven-defying supernatural power among the demons, a supernatural power that even the Dark Lord doesn't know about.

Immediately, Gu Ziqing's image in everyone's mind instantly became much taller, which was compared to the Dark Lord.

"The magic of summoning the devil, it turns out that there is such a magical power." The Dark Lord was speechless, and his eyes gradually lost their vigour.

"I know how to summon the magic power. When I fight against people, I summon the magic **** to help out. Isn't this the same as the phantom magic power summoning the magic **** to fight with the phantom? Can you deny that this is not my strength?" Gu Ziqing asked back, aggressive.

The Dark Lord was speechless, his breathing quickened.

He had never thought about this outcome, and could not accept this outcome.

"Dark Demon, do you still want to continue?" Gu Ziqing asked, seeing the Dark Lord's unwillingness.

The Dark Lord suddenly raised his head, his eyes wandering back and forth between the Demon God of Chaos and Gu Ziqing, swaying.

"I... admit defeat." The Dark Lord was listless and seemed to accept his fate, walking towards Gu Ziqing step by step.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the dust settled, and the battle for the leader was over.

The high priest and others were relieved, and invariably showed a triumphant smile.

Gu Haoran waved his fist excitedly.

Yu Mo's eyes were deep, staring at the Dark Lord, paying attention to his every move.

Gu Ziqing's face was expressionless, and she could not see the change in her mood. She watched the Dark Lord approach her step by step.

Suddenly, the Dark Lord erupted and shouted: "The soldiers never tire of deceit, go to hell!"

The Black Devil lost the Mountains and Rivers Treasure Fan, but his lethality was still astonishing, like an arrow from a string, attacking Gu Ziqing, and he was bound to hit Gu Ziqing with one blow, killing Gu Ziqing.

This accident happened too quickly.

Many people did not expect it, and the high priest and others were no exception. They had already been blinded by victory.

Yu Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, the blood blade appeared in the palm of his hand, flew up, turned into a **** light, and slashed towards the Dark Lord's vest.

Gu Ziqing laughed, with a chest full of feet, without any surprise, her red lips lightly parted, and three words spit out: "Kill him!"

The Demon God of Chaos was ready to go. Hearing these three words, he immediately acted.