The six of them nodded in unison, Ming Jiayu smiled with satisfaction, and as soon as he mentioned it, he flew to the open space between the two clans first. The demon clan saw that the human race turned into a god and flew out at the same time, flying more than ten meters away from the seven people.

On the side of the Demon Clan, a middle-aged Demon Clan with a face like a red date, a height of nearly two meters, and a powerful appearance, first opened his mouth in the human language and asked, "Ming Jiayu, do you really want to provoke this big war? Even if you Tianji Pavilion has recently advanced four Transformation Stage cultivators in succession, are you confident that you can overpower our two clans?"

Ming Jiayu responded with a smile: "It's all at this time, don't be naïve to say this, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

As soon as the words fell, a cyan unicorn female demon with a light veil covering her face and a graceful figure shouted: "Ku Daoyou, don't talk to them more, they all hit the door, saying that these are in vain!"

Since this is the case, then we will destroy the combat power of their three sects in one battle, and then regain the spatial rift, reverse the offensive and defensive posture of the two clans, and see how they explain to the demon clan!"

"It's still Yun Zhao's words that have won my heart, okay, don't talk nonsense, let's fight! Let's see if you two clans were wiped out by our three clans, or we were beaten back to Dongyang by you, we will definitely see after this battle!" Ming Jiayu smiled and said.

Ku Hang snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "There are only seven of you, and there are ten gods on our side, I want to see, Ming Jiayu, are you confused, this is not the place to shoot, let's change the battlefield!"

After that, with a whistle, except for one demon in the middle stage of the god transformation reflexively retreated to the demon side, the remaining nine demons flew towards the left side together.

Ming Jiayu glanced at the six people, whispered "pay attention to safety", and reflexively returned to the large array of the human race.

Fang Huairan glanced around at the other five people left and right, and together with them, he pulled Zhou Tong and Cheng Yao to fly to the right, chasing after the nine demon clans who were far away from the battlefield.

Seeing that the demon clan was so cooperative, the corners of Fang Huairan's mouth in the retreat were slightly curled, now there was no need to bother to lead the enemy, and when they arrived at the battlefield, they would naturally rush forward.

Soon, a group of demons flew to the top of a hill a hundred miles away from the low-level monks, and at this time, the demons had already taken the first step to stand in the void.

After Fang Huairan and the six of them flew in, Fang Huairan shouted "do it" lightly, and raised his hand to sacrifice four Golden Flame Spirit Ape puppets more than eight meters high, and pounced on an early stage demon clan of the aging god with a hooked nose, sharp eyes, and thin shoulders.

At the same time, with a move of his left hand, a golden banner appeared in his hand, and with a surge of mana, two golden dragons flew out and attacked a mid-stage demon clan of young gods with ears as big as a fan.

After taking the two enemies, the white light on Fang Huairan's body flashed, the Wind Thunder and the Rainbow Light Immortal Armor put on his upper body, clenched his fists and rushed towards the patriarch of the Chiyang Clan, who had just spoken a lot, Ku Hang in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods.

The moment Fang Huairan made a move, Zhou Tong also shot at the same time, only to see his left hand raised, and the same four Golden Flame Spirit Ape puppets in the early stage of the Transformation God rushed towards an old god early stage demon with thief eyebrows and rat eyes and a few wisps of goatee.

Then his body moved again, took out the Heavenly Demon Soul Slashing Knife, and slashed at a melon-seed-faced, smaller, mid-stage female demon, and at the same time, he also went up softly, and rushed towards it with the sword light.

It's Cheng Yao, maybe because her breath is the weakest on the field, and the idea of Tian Ji horse racing is stored by the demon clan, the female demon who covered her face with a light veil came up and stared at her, taking the first step, and the shot was a roaring sword qi thunder, and the cyan sword qi hooked the surrounding wind attribute heaven and earth aura, adding power to attack Cheng Yao.

Facing the late stage cultivator of the god transformation stage, Cheng Yao shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, knowing that he couldn't deal with this demon clan called Yun Zhao with his own strength, he didn't want to release four Golden Flame Spirit Ape Demon Puppets to protect them, and at the same time pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the five-colored lotus flowers appeared out of thin air around his body, resisting the thunder of sword qi.

As soon as the three of them made a move, Yu Jinming, You Chong and Liang Peixin each found a monk in the early stage of the transformation of gods.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the field fought fiercely, and Cheng Yao, Yu Jinming and Liang Peixin were the most popular in the scene, and the light of various sword qi and spells was repeated, which looked the most moving.

At this time, a terrible scream was suddenly heard, and everyone in the audience was shocked, and then some people were happy and some were sad.

It turned out that when Fang Huairan clenched his fists and rushed towards the patriarch of the Chiyang clan, the corners of Ku Hang, who was obviously well-cultivated, showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the crimson light on his body flowed, and finally converged on his fists, and his fists slammed towards Fang Huairan who flew over.

Seeing Kuhang's actions, Fang Huairan was overjoyed, but his face did not show anything, and he continued to rush over with a serious expression.

When he was about two meters away from Kuhang, Fang Huairan let out a soft shout, and the familiar road stimulated the Yin and Yang Xuanguang Ball, and circled Kuhang in it.

Then after Fang Huairan showed a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, he flapped his wings behind his back, and the direction of his flight turned sharply, towards Kuhang's side.

Ku Hang's complexion changed slightly, his mind calculated the speed, twisted his waist and smashed his fist at Fang Huairan, who was about to pass by.

But Fang Huairan's smug smile made Ku Hang a little uneasy in his heart, because according to the intelligence, this new cultivator of the Transformation Stage of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, since the foundation building period, has been crushing the monks of the same level all the way, and then achieved a great reputation, that is, the ancestor of his own clan, the Demon Crystal, was captured by his own clan who crossed the level to kill the descendants of the Yuan Infant Stage!

Thinking of the Ancestor Demon Crystal, Ku Hang's face showed a trace of anger, this hateful Fang Huairan, after snatching the Ancestor Demon Crystal, how many of the younger disciples of his own clan in the late Yuan Infant period had been delayed to comprehend the advanced transformation of the gods! Otherwise, there would be more or less one and a half of the late Yuan Infant Descendants in these years!

It's a long story, but in fact, it's a matter of a blink of mind, just after Kuhang twisted his waist and swung his fist, he suddenly found that the resistance in front of the fist and the weight of the fist itself reached an incredible level, so the speed of the fist was not much different from that of a snail crawling.

Kuhang broke out in a cold sweat, and instantly realized that he had been held up, and after he screamed with regret and anger, he saw that his body was getting farther and farther away from him.

Realizing that he had been decapitated, Kuhang's spirit used the remnants of his mana to turn the severed head into a red light, and he was about to explode his head and flee with the magic crystal.

But Fang Huairan, who had been prepared, stretched out his hand and grabbed the severed head, and a five-colored light flashed out in his hand, covering the entire head, and a terrible and somewhat shrill scream came out, and the five-colored divine light killed Kuhang's spirit.

After doing this, Fang Huairan turned his head to look at the eyes of everyone who was attracted by Kuhang's scream, and the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing a satisfied smile.