Thundered!

The thin and swift thunder light shot out steeply from the thunder whip above Ye Zhen's head, and lightly touched the white light that was rapidly retreating.

When the thunder flickered, the white light let out a wail, and Ye Zhen suddenly poked out the handprint formed by the power of the Yuan Spirit, and directly grabbed the white light into his hand.

But it's a white bone chakra.

Falling into Ye Zhen's Yuan Ling's big hand, the white bone chakra struggled violently.

This is the machine spirit of the white bone chakra struggling.

Ye Zhen didn't say much, the thunder flashed on the thunder whip, and several thunderbolts slashed directly on the white bone wheel, and the white bone wheel let out a miserable wail one after another, and he was immediately honest.

After casually imposing a few bans, Ye Zhen threw them into the Mirage Ball space.

Now Ye Zhen doesn't have time to see what kind of treasure it is, let alone refine and tame him.

It takes a lot of effort to forcibly take the acquired spiritual treasures of other masters, and if you want to refine them again.

In the next moment, Ye Zhen's divine thoughts sank into the memory imprint of the large number of prophetic demon master Qihong sent by the little demon.

This kind of memory imprint can't be kept for too long, and Ye Zhen must watch it as soon as possible.

A large number of memories, like boundless seawater, rushed towards Ye Zhen's Yuan Ling. The golden light of the sentient beings' wishes that filled the primordial spirit flickered, and with Ye Zhen's wishes, he directly turned those useless garbage memories into nothingness.

At this moment, Ye Zhen watched the trajectory of the demon life of the prophet demon master Qihong in a lofty attitude.

From birth, to cultivation, to breakthroughs, all these things are in Ye Zhen's eyes.

Ye Zhen was immersed in the trajectory of the demon life of the prophet demon master Qihong, but he didn't know that the fall of the prophet demon master Qihong had already caused an uproar.

The first to discover the death of the prophet demon master Qihong was the nearly 4,000 remaining demon elites from before.

Before, these demon elites were also greatly boosted by the seven grandeurs of the prophetic demons.

But at this moment, when they saw the white light above the prophet demon's head escaping, and his body was wrapped in countless green lights, he was motionless, and what was even worse was that the majestic aura of the prophet demon Qihong disappeared in their senses.

Completely gone.

These demon elites are all masters, and they all know very well what it means that the aura of the prophet demon master Qihong has completely disappeared.

Immediately, they all began to cry!

"No!"

"No, you can't, Lord Magician!"

"Prophet Magi, wake up, wake up!"

One by one, the demon elites roared hoarsely, their eyes full of frustration and pain.

What's especially fatal is that the fall of the prophet demon master Qihong has brought a fatal blow to their spiritual level.

Even the prophetic demon master Qihong has fallen, so what about them?

As soon as this anger was released, the fighting spirit of these people fell sharply, and some even lost the confidence to continue to resist.

The morale of the army collapsed directly.

The consequence of the collapse of the army's spirit is that these remaining elites of the demon race, who are incomparably rich in combat power and experience, began to scatter and flee.

These demon elites were severely injured and killed at a faster speed than before!

Zheng, who was killing Shuang with the demon spirit soldiers, was excited by the blood of a demon who had no power to resist, and he slammed a spirit, and remembered something.

One thing Ye Zhen once told him - if he had the opportunity, he would try to capture the elite of the demon race.

This confession has been made a long time ago, but before that, Ye Zhen had been playing a surprise attack, the kind of fight and withdrawal, and he had no chance to capture the elite of the demon race.

As for why the captives, the reason is also very simple.

The demons can capture the human race as slaves, why can't the human race capture the demons as slaves?

It's just that most of the time, the Terrans prefer to slay the demons.

The most important reason is the exploits of the war.

Capturing demons is also counted as a war merit, but the battle merit is halved.

All, on the battlefield, the human race rarely captures the demons, because cutting off the head is considered a combat achievement, which is more cost-effective.

Of course, there are also captives of the demon clan as slaves, and this kind of demon slave will also be recognized by the Great Zhou.

As for why Ye Zhen wanted to capture the demon clan as a slave, the reason was very simple - strength!

The personal combat power of the demons is very strong, and the demon slaves are used to fight, not to mention the strong combat power, and they don't feel distressed when they die.

As for the battle exploits, Ye Zhen is not in a hurry at all now.

There are opportunities to gain military exploits, but the most important thing now is to survive in this thousand-year battle and have more and stronger strength.

That's why I have this confession.

"The commander ordered, those who surrender on their knees will not be killed!"

"Dashuai Ling, everyone, if you can stay alive, you can stay alive!"

Zheng, who had killed well, remembered Ye Zhen's order at that time and roared.

I have to say that years of training and several battles have made Ye Zhen's military orders very thorough.

Almost instantly, the demon spirit soldiers who rushed to the forefront forcibly put away their boiling killing intent and turned to capture these demons.

The collapse of will made these hopeless demon elites give up resistance in an instant and kneel directly on the spot.

Those who did not surrender on their knees lost their will to fight, and their resistance became very limited.

In a blink of an eye, the Beihai Tianlang Army harvested a large number of elite captives of the demon race.

First controlled by the demon spirit soldiers, and then, the priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall in the rear rushed up, and without saying anything, they rushed up and put on the slave collars refined by the Barbarian Spirit Palace, and then urged the magic to let these slave collars directly integrate into their bodies and imprison their souls and heads.

This is the double slavery of the body and the soul.

Like the secret method of enslavement of the demons, this slave collar of the ancestral temple is also more vicious and reliable.

Once any demon is put on this kind of slave collar, there are only two fates: death and enslavement, and there is no third one.

In less than half an hour, more than 3,000 demon elites were all put on this kind of slave collar, as long as the secret spell jade slip that controlled these slave collars was handed over to Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen's mind moved, and he could control the life and death of these demon elites.

There are more than 3,000 demon elites, of which the demons in the middle and late stages of the Xuangong realm account for most of them, and there are actually three demon elites in the realm king realm.

To put it bluntly, under the head-on confrontation, these more than 3,000 demon elites can already fight against Ye Zhen's demon spirit soldiers.

It's just that Ye Zhen, who is checking the memories of the prophet demon master Qihong, doesn't know it at the moment.

At the same moment, the Demon Emperor Seventh Prince Congyun, who had just been sent back to the Demon Clan's camp in front of the Blood River Fortress by the Prophet Demon Master Qihong with great magical powers, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yizhu, who was very anxious, also breathed a sigh of relief, if the Seventh Prince of the Demon Emperor had an accident from the clouds, his life would be completely over.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, it's good that you return safely. ”

While the two were talking, suddenly a young moon demon rushed over, and Yi Ji was about to shout, when his eyes suddenly changed, stopping the guard's blocking.

This young Moon Demon is none other than the boy who has been waiting for the Prophet Demon Master Qihong before, and he can be regarded as a disciple of the Prophet Demon Master Qihong.

The moment the young Moon Demon rushed over, he knelt down from the clouds at the Demon Emperor Seventh Prince, and exclaimed sadly, "Your Highness the Seventh Prince, the Prophet Altar in the frame of the Prophet Demon Master has collapsed!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the Seventh Prince of the Demon Emperor, who had just sat down, stood up from the clouds suddenly, and his eyes widened, "What did you say, say it again?"

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, the Prophet Altar left in the frame by the Prophet Demon has just collapsed!" the Young Moon Demon repeated, unable to stop crying.

The Prophet Altar is the natal altar of the prophet and magician, and from the moment he became a prophet and magician, he condensed it with his own strength and countless treasures of heaven and earth.

People are there, the altar is there!

People die, altars are destroyed!

The collapse of the Prophet's Altar represents the Fall of the Prophet Magist!

In the demon clan, all the demon nobles who have a little status know about it.

Hearing this, the Seventh Prince of the Demon Emperor was stunned from Yun's single eye, his face turned pale, his chest shook, and a bloody arrow rushed out of his mouth steeply, and the whole person fell backwards!