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"Hoo ......"

Qin Shuang let out a long breath, feeling that the world was becoming more and more complicated and dangerous.

Thinking of the pride caused by his brave killing of the Five Demon Saints and the pride caused by single-handedly taking on hundreds of thousands of demons gradually disappeared, a sense of vigilance rose in his heart.

Turning his head, he looked ahead, his expression solemn.

"This place has become a ruin, and even the land of nine shades, it seems that Yiye Island has been defeated, but I don't know what will happen after merging with Wuxue Island. ”

As soon as Qin Shuang flicked his sleeves, his figure fell towards the bottom of the mountain. Flew into the distance.

"Whoosh......"

On top of a large tree, a white figure landed on a branch and looked around.

The trees snapped and the ground cracked. Qin Shuang stood steadily on a tree branch, looking at the corpses of the Terrans, demons and demons on the ground, and sighed faintly, his body undulating with the undulations of the branches.

"It seems that after the merger of Ichiba Island and Wuxue Island, it will not be able to resist the demons. Are they retreating towards the coast, or are they going to join up with Huanglu Island?"

Qin Shuang's soul power spread out, and then his expression was joyful.

"Sure enough, I went to Huanglu Island. ”

With a slight tap of Qinshuang's toes on the branches, his figure pulled a vague afterimage in the air, flying in the direction of the Huanglu Island station.

Three days later.

Qin Shuang stood on the top of a mountain peak and looked into the distance.

The vision was a wild and tragic grand scene, with huge roars and screams echoing in the ears, and the wind and clouds were agitated and rivers of blood flowed. But it was the demons and the cultivators who were fighting fiercely.

Qin Shuang's eyes swept over, and she saw not only the monks of Yiye Island, Huanglu Island, and Wuxue Island, but also the monks of the Four Directions Alliance. It seems that when Yiye Island retreated, he took people to inform Wuxue Island on the other hand, and Wuxue Island notified Huanglu Island in advance, and Huanglu Island notified the Quartet Alliance, and everyone gathered at the stationing place of Huanglu Island to fight to the death with the demons.

in the sky.

Hu Yanyun actually pressed the eighth layer of the Demon Saint to fight, Xiang Baiji was also pressing the two Demon Saints alone, and Ouyang Bi, the current owner of Huanglu Island, was also fighting the two Demon Saints alone. And the rest of the Mahayana period is to each face a demon saint or demon saint.

Qin Shuang looked up at the battles of the Mahayana period in the sky, and sighed lightly in his heart. Judging from the current situation, the Terran monks have the upper hand. However, Qin Shuang knew that if they were not able to achieve an overwhelming advantage in a short period of time, and then turn the advantage into victory, it should be these Terran Mahayana period that they would lose in the end. Because the body of the Terran cultivators is too weak, they have to allocate half of their strength for defense in battle, so their consumption will be very large, and it is impossible to last at all.

And the demons are different, their ontology is even stronger than that of the warriors. Once the Mahayana period of the human race is consumed too much, the power will definitely be greatly reduced. At that time, they had only two ways to go, one was to flee, and they might not be able to escape. The other way is death.

"Poof......

A demon saint was beheaded by a Mahayana monk, a cavity of demon blood sprayed, and the corpse fell from the sky. Although the Mahayana monk was also pale, he looked like he had consumed too much. But he gritted his teeth and rushed towards a demon saint, and a Mahayana monk wrapped up the demon saint.

Qin Shuang's eyes lit up, you must know that the number of demon saints and demon saints has always been more than the Mahayana period of the human race. The Mahayana period of the human race is either one-to-one or one-to-two. Now there is a Mahayana period that kills a demon saint, and it can create a two-on-one situation from the part, which is the beginning of a new situation, and this Mahayana monk is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Not bad!

The cultivation of that Mahayana period is the lowest among the eleven Mahayana monks at present, but the Demon Saint who fought against him is also the lowest, and it is slightly lower than that Terran Mahayana period, so he let that Terran Mahayana period kill desperately.

No matter how low the cultivation is, it is also the Mahayana period, and once it joins forces with another Mahayana period, it will have an advantage. Moreover, this Terran Mahayana monk is very smart, and the Demon Saint he found is the lowest cultivation among the thirteen remaining Demon Saints and Demon Saints, so his joining and joining forces with another Terran Mahayana period has become the last straw that really overwhelms the camel.

It is foreseeable that the end of that demon saint's death depends on how long that demon saint can last. If this Demon Saint is also killed, the human race will have two more Mahayana periods at once, and a chain reaction will be formed. At the very least, in the pinnacle showdown in this great war, the Terrans will emerge victorious.

Qin Shuang exhaled softly, withdrew his gaze from the air, and looked at the fierce battle below. Not only did his brow tighten, but his eyes showed worry.

Unlike the battle in the air, the battle below is completely one-sided, and the demons are fighting against the Terrans. The number of demons is too much, compared to the number of demons, the number of human cultivators is like an island in the ocean, Qin Shuang's face can't help but show a wry smile, even if she encounters so many demons, if she doesn't leave, she will only fight to the death.

Not bad!

It's a battle to the death, and the final result is death in battle!

This is an elephant that is bitten by ants!

Qin Shuang looked into the sky again, and she instantly gave up the idea of going down to help the Terran cultivators. Even if her current strength has reached the Martial Saint, entering the rolling battlefield below is like a drop of water entering the sea. Now the only way is to help those Mahayana period to kill the demon saints and demon saints.

Once all the demon saints and demon saints are killed, the demons will be leaderless and psychologically collapsed. Only by joining forces with those eleven human races in the Mahayana period can we fundamentally change the trend of this war.

"Qiang ......"

Qin Shuang pulled out the dragon sword, his knees bent slightly, and he just wanted to rush up, but he suddenly stiffened there like a wood carving, staring at a figure in the air, his eyes showed excitement, his lips trembled, and he murmured:

"God-given ......"

In the sky, a man appeared. Dressed in blood-red robes, he stood above the clouds and looked at the battlefield silently.

"Huh?"

He keenly sensed a gaze, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the white-clothed Qinshuang on the mountain peak in the distance.

The look on his face was not wavering, but a trace of fluctuation flashed in his eyes, and then that trace of fluctuation disappeared without a trace, becoming indifferent.

The blood-red robed young man suddenly grabbed the ground with both hands, his big sleeves flying, and he lifted it up.

"Puff puff ......"

The bodies of the dead human race, demon race and demon race on the ground suddenly shook, and the essence blood in their bodies spurted out from their wounds, like thousands of blood arrows shooting into the air, and like fireworks blooming everywhere, towards the blood-red robed youth.

Thousands of streams return to their roots.

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