Doomsday of the Prime Devil Race

Xu Qing held Poison Devil Emperor's head in his hand, blood dripping from it as Devil Qi scattered away.

Xu Qing coldly glanced at the head in his hand, then casually tossed it aside as if discarding a useless piece of trash.

Successfully killed a high-ranking quasi-Devil Emperor of the Prime Devil Race. Free Attribute Points +60000! Luck Value +600!

Seven Emotions Devil Emperor had now completely lost the courage to resist. All he could think about was how to escape with his life.

His entire body suddenly exploded, turning into seven streams of smoke as he tried to break free from Xu Qing's restraints and flee madly into the distance.

In an instant, he blindly rushed into the space between the armies of the Prime Devil Race and the human race.

The smoke rapidly condensed into form, and Seven Emotions Devil Emperor fled frantically without looking back.

"That is—!" Extreme Dao Saint Venerable's eyes narrowed, and his expression changed drastically.

"Seven Emotions Devil Emperor!" someone among the human race's upper ranks cried out in panic, their voice filled with terror, as though they had seen something utterly horrifying.

Countless gazes focused on Seven Emotions Devil Emperor.

To the human race, he was an incomparably terrifying presence. The title of the Prime Devil Race's second Devil Emperor symbolized death.

Countless human experts had died by his hand.

But to the Prime Devil Race, this scene was immensely encouraging.

Yet before long, both sides froze.

Because Seven Emotions Devil Emperor's condition was exceedingly abnormal.

He seemed extremely panicked and afraid.

Behind him, Xu Qing's figure slowly emerged. Like a ghost, he followed closely behind, radiating a suffocating pressure.

"Get lost!"

Seven Emotions Devil Emperor roared as the seven-colored Devil Sword in his hand instantly tore through the starry sky