I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Luo Tongtian raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when the voice of the Demon Lord's clone continued to sound.

"I can see that you are their backbone, right? So many people came here together, but they didn't come with the intention of worshipping, right?"

The Demon Lord's clone curled his lips, a mixture of ferocity and disdain: "Do you want to fight with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes became scattered, and disdain enveloped the entire audience.

"Qiang!"

The sharp sound of swords rang out, and the Feixian Sword Group appeared beside Luo Tongtian, and Chongxiao's sword intent became even more fierce.

33 flying swords gathered around Luo Tongtian, the sword intent condensed, and directly stabbed towards the Demon Lord's clone.

"You clearly know the answer, but why are you still wasting your words? With your pretentious attitude, I'm willing to kill you and still think you've tainted my sword."

"Tsk!"

The Demon Lord's clone was shocked, raised his hand and waved it casually, and Luo Tongtian's sword intent was blocked silently.

This made the strong men on Lin Xuan's side change color, but Luo Tongtian didn't seem surprised and continued to stare at the Demon Lord's clone.

The Demon Lord's clone didn't seem to care about Luo Tongtian's words, and even when Shen Xin wanted to shout, he raised his hand to stop him.

Shen Xin could only look at Luo Tongtian coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes. Luo Tongtian's words seemed to make him more upset than insulting him personally.

"This is the strongest lackey. Compared with Shen Xin, Lan An is far inferior." Lin Xuan thought to himself.

At this time, the voice of the Demon Lord's clone was heard again.

"You should have sensed that you have no chance of winning. You can only cause a slight obstacle to me. Don't make the mistake!"

The words of the Demon Lord's clone seemed to be a reminder and a warning.

Suddenly, he changed the subject, all the emotions on his face disappeared, and he became solemn.

"Okay, enough small talk. You all should know that I came here for the Immortal Tomb. There are countless opportunities in the Immortal Tomb, including the embers of divine fire, fragments of the origin, immortal bones, immortal scriptures, and immortal methods."

"I don't need to elaborate on the reason why I asked you to come here. After entering the Immortal Tomb, you must present all you have gained. If you perform well, I will reward you according to your merits when I return. If you have any other intentions, there is no need for you to exist in this world."

"Remember, this is an order, not a negotiation. If you agree, kneel down and worship."

In just a few words, the Demon Lord's clone's aura was boiling, several times stronger than before, and it seemed that the world was about to collapse.

On Lin Xuan's side, a group of strong men suddenly sank down and their faces became ugly.

The Demon Lord's clone's intention is very clear. He wants everyone to enter the Immortal Tomb and serve as cannon fodder, nothing more.

He seemed to have everyone under his control, and his words were full of dominance.

Shen Xin and the others curled their lips at this moment, and all looked at Lin Xuan and the others with a smile.

They have fought against each other time and time again, and have never gained any benefits. Now they finally feel proud.

"Mr. Luo, kill him!"

Lin Xuan really couldn't stand it anymore. This Demon Lord's clone was even more pretentious than Xiao Chen.

Lin Xuan glanced at Sword Emperor Xiao Changkong and found that Xiao Changkong also looked distressed. It was obvious that he was also thinking about his eldest son...

"Uncle Master!"

Lightning was already surging around Wang Xuanfeng, and he looked towards Luo Tongtian.

At this moment, almost everyone was looking at Luo Tongtian, as if waiting for his order.

"Unbelievable!"

The Demon Lord's clone's face showed even more disdain, and his aura actually increased a bit.

The pressure on everyone is even greater!

"call……"

Luo Tongtian let out a breath at this time, and the 33 flying swords gathered around him suddenly became quiet.

He also retracted all the sword intent that was directed at the Demon Lord's clone.

"Oh?"

The smile on the Demon Lord's clone's face gradually grew stronger: "A lower-class race, you are quite sensible."

He took it for granted that Luo Tongtian was ready to surrender.

But the next second, Luo Tongtian's words directly broke his "taken for granted".

"The embers of the divine fire, the fragmented origin, the immortal bones, the immortal scriptures, the immortal methods, and other items in the immortal tomb are exactly what we need."