On the tip of Ning Qingqiu's small and white nose, beads of sweat began to appear.

Although up to now, there have been no very difficult opponents, but even the most ordinary soldiers of the Silver Spirit Clan, at least they are all cultivators in the foundation building period, this is not a cat or a dog, even if it is an ordinary person who has no power to restrain the chicken, if you stand and let you kill them one by one, you will also kill softly, especially when this number is in tens of thousands.

She felt that she had become an executioner with no independent feelings, but just mechanically wielding the sword in her hand.

The main thing is that the three of them are alone in the battle, and it is impossible to carry out that kind of large-scale group attack move.

Because the rhythm will be interrupted by the Silver Spirit Clan.

They are not without masters.

On the contrary, they have a lot of masters in the infant stage, and their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

At least it's not the same as the seven-colored aliens.

In fact, when the eagle was singing, Ning Qingqiu had already seen the combat power of the Silver Spirit Clan, although he did not cause any substantial damage to himself, and the process of obtaining the spiritual core seemed to be smooth and easy, but this did not mean that the average combat power of the Silver Spirit people was really weak.

On the contrary, Ning Qingqiu felt that they might be the race with the highest average combat level on the Seven-Colored Grassland.

But how long do Dudu and Mingyuan have to watch the show on the side?

Although she instructed that she should not press the army at the beginning, let the red-collar army get used to it, and let those alien creatures face the battlefield where flesh and blood blur and life flowed, and then they can use the knife to cut each other ruthlessly, and then officially go into battle.

But—

There's no need to prepare for so long.

The creature of the red collar is too wasteful......

Ning Qingqiu couldn't help but want to scold in his heart at this time.

Her hands were all sore from the chop.

The Heart Refining Sword doesn't even have a sword move, with such a crowd density, she can kill and injure the enemy as she cuts casually, as long as she avoids being accidentally injured in the process.

Maybe it's because he saw that the casualties of the Silver Spirit Clan were too heavy, and maybe there was a joke that there was no official battle between the two armies and the alien creatures in the red territory were wiped out by the random passers-by A, Two, Three, so the main messenger behind the scenes finally couldn't sit still.

The dense Silver Spirit Clan, fearless of death, rushed towards their predecessors, and the tide stopped in an instant, and then Moses opened a passage like a sea.

Several people also stopped moving.

Ning Qingqiu knew that this was the rhythm of the big boss to appear.

She looked far away, and followed the passage to the end.

There was a huge chair carved from white bones, and a black-robed man sat quietly on it, one hand boredly fiddling with the white bone beads in his hand, and the other hand was propped up on his chin, looking in their direction casually.

I don't know how long I've been watching this war.

Ning Qingqiu's face changed suddenly.

Because that face is Song Hai's face, even though it is much pale and handsome, the outline of the facial features has not changed at all, but the temperament is very different, and the whole person looks like he has been reborn.

This is not the most important thing, the real reason why she lost her color is that Song Hai's face still belongs to Song Hai, it's not a big deal to change her temperament a little whiter, don't you allow people to change their skin color and style?

But—

If she is not mistaken, this strange-looking Song Hai in front of her, he has two hands, right!

Song Hai is known as the one-armed Douluo, and everyone in the entire Middle Earth Datang knows about it, and everyone knows about it, what a real cripple!

That hand was amputated for special reasons, so he couldn't be reborn with a broken arm with any genius earth treasure at all, unless he cultivated to the god transformation stage......

Or in terms of physical cultivation, it is said that after truly cultivating the holy body respected by physical cultivation, there can be some terrifying power of blood rebirth, so it is trivial to have a broken arm to be reborn.

But Song Hai had to reach the stage of transformation so quickly?

That's impossible.

Because of the shortcomings of his broken arm, the possibility of Song Hai reaching the god transformation stage is close to zero, so the two factors have almost become a dead cycle, or it is the god transformation period that can be reborn with a broken arm and return to normal, but because it is a broken arm, it is difficult to achieve the god transformation period, so Song Hai is basically fixed in the position of the Yuan infant stage, and will always appear in the form of a broken arm.

But now, she saw Song Hai intact, so everything abnormal in his body seemed particularly normal at this time.

Because Ning Qingqiu confirmed that the Song Hai in front of him would definitely not be Song Hai himself.

The man raised his eyes and met Ning Qingqiu's gaze, a cold smile flashed in his scarlet eyes, and his bright red thin lips raised slightly, the arc of a smile but not the temperature of a smile, full of malice.

He smiled and said, "It seems that we are really quite fateful, no, we met again." ”

It's like greeting a good friend you meet by chance, and it's terrifyingly kind.

Just listening to the voice, it is very clear, but it is extremely inconsistent with his gloomy appearance.

But it is completely different from Song Hai's originally deep voice.

Su Hongyi frowned and said, "Do you know this person?"

It's just uncomfortable to look at.

Lu Changsheng's expression was even more indifferent like a cold river.

The other party's lazy and smiling appearance is just annoying to watch.

Ning Qingqiu slowly spit out two words: "...... Demon Venerable?"

The corners of the other party's lips smiled, and nodded.

It seemed like she was glad she recognized him at a glance.

This pervert!

Ning Qingqiu secretly scolded.

She was really unhappy to see him, and it would be okay to see the Demon Venerable.

She would rather face Song Hai.

Because the Demon Venerable occupied Song Hai's body, although it could be regarded as removing an enemy for them, but after taking the house, he was absolutely clear about the news that Song Hai knew, so it was very unfavorable for the overall situation.

Because of the civil strife of the human race in Middle-earth, this news let the Demon Venerable know, and it is simply unimaginable to imagine how much change it will bring.

Also, since the Demon Venerable was able to drive the Silver Spirit Clan to form an army to deal with them, he obviously knew that the seven-colored race was probably going to unite against the Demon Clan's invasion, so he had to strike first to break the current situation and strive to make the seven-color collar chaotic.

And the madness of the Silver Spirit Clan at the beginning was definitely inseparable from the Demon Clan.

Su Hongyi and Lu Changsheng's eyes froze, and they looked fixedly at the man sitting on the throne of white bones, he was handsome and evil, gloomy and pale, he looked no different from a human, but he was indeed a complete devil.