The Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, the demonic aura was pervasive, and the five Heavenly Demon Princes all set out to fight, and the demonic power of the entire Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land was also much lowered.

In front of the ancestral land, the herald returned, half-kneeling to return to life.

In the depths of the ancestral land, the two Demon Emperors of Qiyao and Eight Desolations quietly listened to the reply of the herald, and Qiyao opened his mouth and said calmly, "Stand down." ”

"Yes"

The herald saluted respectfully, and then turned and retreated.

"Jiuyou doesn't know about this yet, and it's best to inform him about the old thirteen. The Eight Desolation Demon Emperor spoke.

"There's no hurry. ”

The Seven Yao Demon Emperor said lightly, "As the crown prince of the imperial family, it is within the scope of the matter to serve the Demon Domain, even if the Nine Shadows know it, they can't say anything, and the top priority now is to find a way to solve the troubles on the battlefield on the Western Front." ”

"The strength of the Western Sanctuary is indeed unexpected. ”

The Eight Desolation Demon Emperor said in a condensed voice, "A Lord of the Sixth Palace can inflict heavy damage on a prince of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family, and if the Lord of the Third Palace, whose strength is not inferior to the Sixth Palace, also joins the battle, the battlefield on the Western Front will be quickly defeated." ”

"Legend has it that the lord of the sixth house of the holy realm is the reincarnation of the Buddha's disciple Moko, so he was born with the power of divine consciousness that ordinary people cannot match, and the lord of the third house, Luo Jia, has a destructive power comparable to that of the powerhouse of the imperial road, extremely powerful, with these two people in charge, the offensive of the Western Sacred Domain is difficult to break for a while. The Seven Yao Demon Emperor calmly analyzed.

"The two imperial brothers, Xuan Lie and Xuan Qi, still need to deal with the army of Shendu Mountain and the Shi Clan, and it is impossible to go to the aid in a short period of time, and in the imperial city, only Xuan Mo is now left to compete with the two strongest palace masters in the Holy Domain. The Eight Desolation Demon Emperor proposed.

"No, you can't. ”

The Seven Yao Demon Emperor directly vetoed, "Now that the imperial city is in turmoil, Xuan Mo must stay in charge, after the incident between Xuan Zhen and Xuan Qing, there are constantly rebellions in the imperial city, presumably it is a hidden stake planted by the four royal families in advance, and it has to be guarded against." ”

The Eight Desolation Demon Emperor was silent, he also had this concern, but if Xuan Mo didn't make a move, who else in the royal family would be able to block the offensive of the Western Sacred Domain.

It is impossible for the disciples of the Nine Shadows to resist for too long, even though this son's strength is not bad, but what he has to face is the six palace masters of the Western Sacred Domain after all, and in terms of pure cultivation, there is too much difference, and it is the limit to be able to temporarily calm the hearts of the army.

"Eight wildernesses. ”

Qi Yao opened his mouth and said in a serious tone, "Actually, there is another candidate, but whether you can go or not depends on your attitude." ”

Shock, guess who the former is talking about.

Xuan Zhen is also his most optimistic successor of the Eight Desolations.

"Among the princes of the royal family, only Xuan Zhen's cultivation is close to the peak of the royal realm, but on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, no one knows what will happen, the eight desolations, this matter can only be decided by yourself. The Seven Yao Demon Emperor said calmly.

The Eight Desolation Demon Emperor was silent, and after a long time, he sighed lightly and said, "Like the disciple of Jiuyou, Xuan Zhen, as the crown prince of the imperial family, is within his duty to serve the Demon Domain, so let's decide to let Xuan Zhen go to the battlefield on the Western Front." ”

To the west of the Primordial Demon Domain, in the 100,000 Heavenly Demon Army Camp, Ning Chen sat in the tent, quietly listening to several demon generals report on the battle situation and losses, without saying a word.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, now that our army has lost nearly half of its ranks, its morale is low, and if it continues like this, our army will have been defeated by its own fear before the Western Sacred Domain attacks. A demon general spoke, his expression solemn.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, have the two Demon Emperors said when the other demon armies will arrive, and will there be generals from the peak of the King Realm coming together?" the second demon general spoke, worried.

Ning Chen raised his hand and tapped lightly on the table, but did not answer, and the atmosphere in the entire temporary tent became unusually depressing.

"When, when, when......"

The sound of fingers tapping on the table echoed in the tent, and the hearts of the five demon generals became more and more dull, and their eyes looked at each other, and no one could guess what the thirteenth prince was thinking in front of him.

"Your Highness!"

The demon general who spoke earlier was irritable, and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that we have been abandoned, and there are no reinforcements behind?"

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the tent, and the five demons all focused their eyes on the young man in front of them, hoping to wait for an answer.

The five royal families have joined forces with the Demon Domain, and now that all the five princes have set out to fight, they really can't think of anyone other than the five princes who can resist the attack of the Lord of the Six Palaces of the Western Sacred Domain.

In the tent, Ning Chen's hand tapping on the table stopped, looked at the five people calmly, and said, "Reinforcements, isn't this prince here?

When the five demon generals heard this, they looked stunned, only the thirteenth prince?

"What, do you think I'm not qualified to be the head coach?" Ning Chen said lightly.

The five of them looked at each other, and then got up and saluted, "The last general will not dare." ”

Ning Chen didn't pursue it further, and said in an indifferent tone, "Reinforcements, there is only one person from His Royal Highness now, as for whether there will be any more in the future, I don't know, instead of blindly hoping for reinforcements, it is better to think about how to deal with the current situation." ”

The thoughts of the five demon generals sank, could it be that there were really no other reinforcements, and the two demon emperors really gave up on them?

In the next half hour, the atmosphere in the tent became dull and abnormal, and the five demon generals were in a low mood, and none of them could make any decent suggestions.

Ning Chen sat in the tent, just listening quietly, and did not make any comments.

Half an hour later, the five demon generals left the tent with confusion and panic, Ning Chen got up, walked to the tent, and looked at the heavily guarded tent not far away, a cold flash flashed in his eyes.

Every prince of the imperial family is an indispensable combat force of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and now that the opportunity is in front of him, he can't let this Prince of Xuan Annihilation walk back to the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land alive.

"His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

At this moment, a demon soldier walked over quickly, knelt down and said, "The Western Sacred Domain sent someone to deliver a war letter. ”

Ning Chen took the battle book, glanced at it, and said calmly, "Face the battle." ”

"Yes!"

The demon soldier kneeling on the ground replied respectfully.

Thousands of miles away, in front of the army of the Western Sacred Domain, the Lord of the Six Palaces of the Sacred Domain stood quietly, his golden armor dazzling, and the powerful Wang Wei made people fearful.

Not long after, ahead, the demon clouds pressed the realm, and the 100,000 army of a few days ago was now less than 60,000 left, and half of it was lost.

In front of the Heavenly Demon Army, the white tiger flapped its wings, and a plain figure stood on it, heroic and extraordinary.

"It's really him. ”

In front of the Sanctuary army, Luo Jia said calmly, "Sharo, this battle is still up to you. ”

"Hmm"

Sha Luo nodded, the agreement between this Thirteen Highness and the Holy Lord, only his Luo Jia in the Twelve Houses knew that this battle could not be done by anyone else.

On the opposite side, the figure of the white tiger fell, and Ning Chen stepped forward and walked between the two armies.

The upside-down water moon sheath, the moon demon artifact, is dazzling.

"Your Highness Thirteen, meet again. ”

As he spoke, in front of him, a man with a touch of golden light walked forward, with a handsome face and a looming Wang Wei, which made people look sideways.

"When you meet on the battlefield, you are the opponent, today, I will not keep my hand, I hope the palace master is the same. Ning Chen said calmly.

"Of course. ”

Sha Luo responded lightly, his eyes opened, and in an instant, a terrifying and abnormal Wang Wei swept out, and the air pressure on the entire battlefield suddenly dropped.

Ning Chen's expression condensed, so powerful spiritual power.

Behind, in the void, the army of sixty thousand heavenly demons also felt the pressure of this amazing divine sense, and their complexions changed.

"Great Sword Realm"

In front of everyone's eyes, not allowing the slightest hand, Ning Chen raised his sword, and his sword intent rose to the fullest, and in an instant, the extreme realm on the sword spread rapidly, and the blood-red sword light spread all over the sky.

The sword world appeared, the sword pressure swept away, and in an instant, the plain figure disappeared, it was fast, fast and difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

"Knort"

The sword head clashed, Sha Luo was all around, the golden light swayed, and with the ability of the king realm, he was hard to connect with the peerless divine blade.

The light of the Buddha and the sword qi collided, the heavens and the earth rumbled and shook, and the clouds separated in response to the sound above the two people.

In the army of Heavenly Demons and the Holy Domain, one after another looked at the sky, their faces shocked.

With such a simple move, Yu Jin actually split the clouds, and the powerhouses of the King Realm are all so terrifying?

"It is rumored that His Royal Highness Thirteen's sword cultivation is amazing, so you can see it, and it is worthy of its true name. ”

In front of the Heavenly Demon Army, a demon general spoke.

"No matter how powerful His Highness is the Thirteenth, the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Clan's Nine Transformations have only been cultivated to the sixth change after all, in addition, it is rumored that His Highness's cultivation is lost, and his strength will definitely be affected a lot, and His Highness's opponent is the Lord of the Sixth Palace of the Holy Realm, which is known as the closest to the Imperial Road, His Highness may not be able to last long. Another demon general said in a condensed voice.

When the two demon generals were talking, the battle situation ahead, the sword light was staggered, the palm power was majestic, and the battle situation was completely white-hot.

The two people who are strong and weak are clearly distinguished, but the battle is difficult to solve, outside the battle situation, the leaders of the two armies look at the battle ahead, and their expressions are all admired.

The battle between these two can only be described as breathtaking.

It's not that the cultivation of the two is terrifying, but the way the two of them move can be described as exquisite, every move is not muddy at all, and the attack and defense are abnormal.

"Your Highness the Thirteenth, do we really want to fight like this? With your current cultivation, there is no way to win. ”

In the middle of the battle, Sha Luo raised his hand to block the edge of the Excalibur, looked at the young man in front of him, turned his palm back, and said.

Ning Chen stepped forward, his body was bright and clear, avoiding the former's palm power, and responded, "The palace master doesn't have to keep his hand, besides, there is no ambush in the Heavenly Demon Camp ahead, what does the palace master understand?"

Hearing this, Sha Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, when Your Highness is defeated, the army of my Holy Domain will immediately kill the Heavenly Demon Camp." ”

When the sound fell, Sha Luo's hands were merged in the middle, and in the earth-shattering vibration, thousands of golden lights illuminated the world, six reincarnations, and red dust reappeared.

In the midst of everyone's shock, within the battle situation, six huge whirlpools appeared, hell, hungry ghosts, beasts, Shura, heaven, and man, the six realms appeared, and the majestic and endless breath of death was confused, engulfing the former.

"Your Highness the Thirteenth!"

In front of the Heavenly Demon Army, the expressions of the five demon generals changed, and they exclaimed and reminded.

In the battle situation, seeing the six reincarnations falling from the sky, Ning Chen's sword turned to the extreme, and in an instant, a dazzling sword light coiled up, and the sword was extremely endless, only the complete sword intent.

"Bang"

The two moves collided, blood splashed, and in a muffled snort, the plain-clothed figure took a few steps back, and the divine sword was dyed red.

In front of the Sacred Domain army, Luo Jia, the lord of the third house, saw this, waved his right hand, and said lightly, "Kill!"

At the sound of an order, the army of ten thousand troops marched forward, mightily and mightily.

(End of chapter)8)