The sand and dust blew from behind the demon lords, and shadows covered the earth, and there was no light between heaven and earth.

The rumbling sound was endless, and countless demons were overwhelming, like a torrential rain that swept through Xizhou, and there were only white bones everywhere it passed.

The demon lords no longer fled, and Tu Qingzhu, who had stayed in the Thousand Shoujiao, laughed fiercely: "It's just a catastrophe, how many demons can be killed, my demon clan's hundreds of millions of troops will sweep through Xizhou today!"

Uttering human words through the mouth of the snake, and spitting out letters uncontrollably, this made Tu Qingzhu annoyed.

He didn't have time to pay attention to his appearance, under the shroud of hundreds of millions of demons, the thousand-headed Jiao he accommodated began to continue to devour his fellow clan, and every time he swallowed a demon clan, this Qianshou Jiao would grow a little.

"Devour talent! If he is allowed to eat it, sooner or later he will become a demon king, and the river mother will reappear ......"

In the distance, Xu Yan's gaze was extremely cold, and with the arrival of hundreds of millions of demons, the chance of killing Tu Qingzhu became even slimmer.

The roaring demon clan was also like a storm, advancing the battlefield to the foot of the Sword King Mountain, during this time, the Ten Thousand Burial Shura had been killed by Xuanyuan Youye, and the three huge heads fell in different places with eyes that refused to look at them.

The bearded crow's wings were broken, the huge crow's body fell to the ground and croaked, and its sharp beak had been cut off, and it was impossible to live.

The Hook Scythe Beast was the most miserable, its two blade arms were all shattered, and its centipede-like body was cut into dozens of pieces, scattered everywhere one by one, one of which was connected to the head of the Sky Hook, and one of the seven great demons was spurting blood, to the point of dying.

In less than half a day, he killed three Chaos Demon Kings one after another, and the power of the robbing powerhouse can be seen.

The Chaos Demon King was exterminated, and the Terran side was a little relieved, if the Demon King existed, with the addition of hundreds of millions of demon armies, the situation would be even more severe.

Although the three-headed Chaos Demon King was killed, Xuanyuan Youye also disappeared, not only that, but the Douxian Sword Intent controlled by Xuanyuan Haotian also returned to Douxiantai, forming a mysterious aura floating uncertainly.

"What about Xuanyuan Youye seniors, could it be that they have died together with the Chaos Demon King!" Yu Shen was the first to notice something unusual, and asked hurriedly, and the other avatars also looked at Xuanyuan Haotian one after another.

"Uncle Jia is injured and has no strength to fight anymore, my Xuanyuan family has done its best. Xuanyuan Haotian only explained one sentence, and then was silent, staring at the countless demons who rushed towards him like a tsunami.

"It turns out that Xuanyuan's predecessors are recuperating on the island, and since the Chaos Demon Lord has been eliminated, we have less worries, let's fight to the death, everyone. Guan Tianyou broke off in a deep voice, facing the army of hundreds of millions of demons without retreating.

"The resurrection of the Demon Emperor is equivalent to the Demon Emperor's personal conquest, whether this Demon Tribulation can survive safely depends on whether we can defend the Sword King Mountain. Yu Shen sighed, looked at the Sword King Hall standing on the top of the mountain, and shouted: "The disciples of the Sword King Hall listen to the order! Protect the sect, protect the Xizhou, and fight here!"

"Fight to the death here!" Cheng Lan and Teng Zi shouted at the same time, their faces resolute.

"Fight to the death here!" the countless Terran monks of the Sword King Hall let out a high shout.

"The Hundred Island Monks and the Demon Clan will fight to the end!" On the side of the Ancient Hundred Islands, Zhang Wanyun was the first to raise his arms and shout, and there were countless Hundred Island Monks who responded, and they all had high fighting spirits.

"Scattered cultivation and the demon clan will fight to the end!" On the side of scattered cultivation, there was a strong man who turned into a god and stopped drinking hoarsely, and the roar of echoing for a while was like thunder.

"The anti-sword alliance side can't show weakness, let's take action now!" Wuxiangzi was the first to shout, and the sword flashed as he spoke, heading straight to Zhang Wanyun, who was closest to him.

The killing machine from the phaseless son was not expected.

When the demon army was approaching, no one thought that the people of the Anti-Sword Alliance would fight first.

Zhang Wanyun didn't expect that there would be a lore attack behind her, and as soon as the idea of dodging was born, she heard a snort, and blood splattered.

The sword light was only an inch away from the back of Zhang Wanyun's heart, and it could be stopped, but the heart of the faceless son was pierced by a narrow sword, and the blood dripping down the blade.

"You...... Xu Yan!"

Wuxiangzi recognized the weapon that revealed his heart, and the murderer from his back heart was actually Xu Yan, who had become a demon.

"The mastermind behind the anti-sword alliance is not you, who is he, the guy who colluded with the Demon Emperor, he must be in the anti-sword alliance, come on, you don't have much life left. ”

The cold words from Xu Yan shocked Wuxiangzi incomparably, opened his mouth, moved the corners of his mouth, and swallowed directly.

"Xu Yan, thank you. Zhang Wanyun woke up like a dream at this time, if it weren't for Xu Yan killing Wuxiangzi, the person who died at this time would be her, the ancestor of the Zhang family.

"Xu Yan, you thief! Since you have mixed in with the demon race, you are a traitor to my human race!" Hua Chang glared angrily, pointed at Xu Yan and scolded.

"Don't believe him, he's sowing discord, Wuxiangzi must have fallen into the demon race's method of confusing his heart, otherwise how could he kill each other? Although we are not at odds with the Sword King Palace, we are all human races!" Yu Qianjiao was filled with indignation.

"The enemy is currently sowing discord! Xu Yan, you are a snake with confidence!" Yue Wuyi scolded sharply on the side, resentful.

The scolding from the Anti-Sword Alliance, Xu Yan just frowned, and didn't pay attention to it at all, his gaze swept over the anti-Sword Alliance's gods, wanting to find out who was really behind the scenes.

Although Tu Qingzhu was born in Yongwang Peak, Xu Yan has not forgotten everything that happened to Qianying.

When Tu Qingzhu came to power, no one from the anti-sword alliance went to him to challenge, with the status of Yongwangfeng's scattered cultivation, it was impossible to deter the huge anti-sword alliance, based on this alone, Xu Yan could conclude that there was Tu Qingzhu's internal response in the anti-sword alliance.

If he hadn't already determined this clue, he wouldn't have had time to save Zhang Wanyun, but unfortunately, after Wuxiangzi was killed, no one in the Anti-Sword Alliance was doing anything.

Without waiting for Xu Yan to look more, the demon army on the opposite side had already pressed over, and the black pressure was completely formed by the demons, while the human side listed the battle and stood in a long snake, forming a kind of boundary under the Sword King Mountain.

As long as you rush through this team of Terran monks, then Xizhou will fall, and whether it can stop hundreds of millions of demons will be in one move.

"You arrange internal responses in the human race, don't you have one in the demon race!"

Facing the overwhelming hundreds of millions of demons, Xu Yan's voice shook the sky, and he roared: "When the time comes, brothers! Whether the Flame Demon Clan can become the head of the Demon Clan depends on this battle, Jin Huo! If you don't do it, when will you stay!"

The rebellion of the Seventh Demon Son has become a shock in the hearts of hundreds of Demon Lords, and no one thought that the Ghost Face was actually a human race.

These demon lords can't figure it out, how can a guy who is more like a demon than a demon be a human race?

Others couldn't figure it out, but Jin Huo was full of emotion, he felt that the ghost face was suspicious, it was really the work of the human race, thinking that he could finally regain control of the Flame Demon Vein, Jin Huo didn't even feel the pain of the injuries on his body.

Jin Huo, who was about to cheer up and lead his clansmen to fight in front of the Demon Emperor, heard Xu Yan's roar from the opposite side before he could gather his subordinates.

"Do it, do it!" Jin Huo felt that he was going to be framed, and hurriedly wanted to explain.

"Of course, it's to kill the other three clans! Since my demon son has become a human race, my Immortal Flame Demon lineage is also on the side of the human race! The people of the Immortal Flame Demon have all listened to me, we will go wherever the demon goes, kill it!"

Listening to the chant of the old silver ring in his ear, Jin Huo numbly turned his head and looked at the old partner who was about to die of old age, and the next moment two lines of tears followed the rebellion of countless Immortal Flame Demons from the corner of Jin Huo's eyes.

For some reason, the tearful Jin Huo suddenly became poetic, crying and chanting: "In this life, I met a ghost face and fell into fire and water...... Can you please stop fooling me!!"