Ning Qingqiu turned into a sword light, penetrated through the big mouth of the Extreme Abyss Python, and slashed out from the tip of the tail, bringing out a large rain of blood.

The Extreme Abyss Python rolled over and over in mid-air, as if it had been thrown into an oil pot to be fried, and the painful appearance made people shudder.

The pan dove took a step back, his body was suddenly cracked, and countless wounds appeared, and the demon army behind him blew himself up on the spot, and it was not an easy task to summon the Extreme Abyss Python, what was needed was the sacrifice of countless demons, if the Abyss recovered the Extreme Abyss Python, it was okay, at most, they would consume demonic energy, and it would be okay to spend a period of time to recuperate, but the Extreme Abyss Python suffered a heavy blow, almost gradually disappearing in mid-air, so that the Abyss suffered a loss, then it must be made up for from somewhere else.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than it loses, so it is the same for the way of demons.

To a certain extent, the Dao of the High Dao has always been the most selfish one, but in comparison, the eating appearance of the Heavenly Dao is far less ugly than that of the Demon Dao.

In other words, the means of utilization are completely different.

The means of the abyss are actually relatively inferior, it seems that it has not divided anything, all the demons are its nourishment, but this is not as profitable as the heavenly way to support the human race, after all, the exploitation of the capitalists is much more cruel and bloody than the landlord class, just put on a layer of more humanitarian illusions, in essence, they are actually the same eating meat and drinking blood.

The dove withdrew.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to please any longer.

Just when the Extreme Abyss Python finally wailed and completely dissipated between heaven and earth, the Demon Venerable also sensed it, and there was a deep gloom in his blood-red eyes, just like the color of the bottom of the abyss.

Why didn't he expect that this time the carefully prepared battle plan would be such a big defeat, and all he expected was not achieved, and now even a weak race like the Seven-colored Clan, he turned out to be unfavorable and did not defeat it, wouldn't it make the arrogance of the human race even higher?

Demon Venerable was deeply ashamed.

He closed his eyes, and finally just said indifferently: "Withdraw the troops." ”

Although the voice was indifferent, it vaguely contained two points of gnashing of teeth.

But in the end, the Demon Venerable is a big man in the realm of the Dao Realm, although he has suffered repeated setbacks, but if he is allowed to admit defeat or even give up the plan to attack the Cloud Desolate World, it will really be a joke, these failures will only add to his shame and stimulate his anger, the Demon Venerable is already planning how to carry out a bloody massacre in the Cloud Desolate World, he wants to cleanse all the races other than the Demon Race, and when the time comes, whether it is the Heavenly Dao or the Abyss, it will all be in his pocket!

Demon Venerable's ambition is incomparably big, and his heart is swallowed up by greed.

With the remnants of the demon soldiers, the pan dove almost fled, the front foot had just entered the shadow corridor, and the murderous aura of Su Hongyi on the back foot was overwhelmingly pursued, and he laughed loudly, full of mockery.

"Haha, didn't you just shout at me to fight with you alone, now your grandfather and I are down, why do you just care about running away and not stopping to fight with me with a real gun?"

The pigeon's face did not move, and there was no shame at all.

There are not many things that the strong value, but face is the most important thing.

How many bloody battles, you live or die, but just to save face, the bigger the person, the more so, a little loss of face is unbearable for them.

Ning Qingqiu doesn't have such a temperament, in her opinion, suffering a loss is a blessing, and sometimes enduring it is calm...... Of course, this is just to say, seeing that there is a battle, although she can't say that her eyes are green, but she still has itchy hands and can't help but participate.

After all, sword cultivators are basically battle maniacs.

Because in addition to the comprehension of kendo, the most important thing is actual combat, and the more actual battles, the more profound the understanding of kendo becomes, and the two complement each other.

But the pigeon is different, he is the crow as the body, originally a desolate species, but it is not the same as the idea of the human race, and allegiance to the Demon Venerable, for him, personal honor and disgrace have long been put aside, he can almost be said to be a perfect puppet, erasing his own consciousness, everything is based on the consciousness of the Demon Venerable.

Su Hongyi's scolding had little effect, and Pan Gu was not angry, so he turned around and fell into the trap impulsively.

He still escaped through the Shadow Corridor.

Su Hongyi's murderous aura has completely messed up the shadow corridor, the sky in the distance, the sun has gradually shown its face, the long dark night has finally passed, and the red collar has experienced such a big battle, and it can be said that it is a blessing in misfortune.

The red octopus began to lead the people to clean up the battlefield, everyone's face was extremely sad, although in the end the demons retreated, but on this night, they lost friends, family, wives, children, husbands......

Every seven-colored creature is silent and sad.

Ning Qingqiu strongly discussed the follow-up plan with the red octopus, and then through the communication jade talisman and the blue jellyfish and Mingyuan on the opposite side, they all met with each other and exchanged the battle situation of the two sides, and both sides actually won a miserable victory.

Mingyuan relied on the Bohai Sea Domain, which was close to the Tianya Sword Formation and the Blue Jellyfish, and in the end, the army that protected the seven-colored creatures completely resisted the demons on the front line, and did not retreat a single point, but everyone's faces were full of the tiredness of fighting overnight, and they didn't have much to celebrate.

Ning Qingqiu finally heard the news of the Demon Clan's withdrawal.

In the distance, the overwhelming black shadows of demonic energy gradually faded, and then the clear sky gradually revealed, and the white clouds were so long that people were almost moved to tears.

This war, even if it is over?

Could it be a ploy by the Demon Venerable?

It's like the last time, this time it won't be a way to divert the tiger from the mountain, right? Or lure the enemy deep or something?

Lu Changsheng made the final decision: "It's really retreated, we won the victory of this war, the demon clan has no follow-up replenishment of troops, last night's surprise attack has been used to fight against the water, and it is impossible for the Demon Venerable to drag the entire Abyss Demon Clan to this place with his own strength, the Cloud Desolate World and Penglai are our home field, here, the Demon Venerable's ability is also suffering."

To the great suppression, you can relax and rest for a while. ”

She was so tired.

The results of this battle, Ning Qingqiu's absolute contribution is great.