Hearing this, Hongjun and Luo Hu glanced at Wang Hao, and then couldn't help but fall into a moment of contemplation.

Wang Hao's words really made them a little moved.

Now that a saint-level powerhouse has not yet come, if he can fight against it, it is a good thing to sharpen the Dao heart under his command.

Of course, there will be inevitable sacrifices in such a situation, but this is a bit hesitant.

After about a moment, Luo Hu took the lead in speaking: "The soldiers under the command of this king have indeed been comfortable for too long, and they just take this opportunity to exercise well. ”

Hearing this, Hongjun's eyes shrank.

The Demon Sect wants to train soldiers, which is not a good thing, if he doesn't give a counterattack, doesn't that mean that Taoism is afraid of things?

Thinking of this, Hongjun also nodded and said, "Emperor Qing's words are very good!" ”

Seeing that neither of them refused, Wang Hao didn't hesitate anything, and turned his head to look at Tai Hao and the others: "Pass the order, the whole army will attack and kill the invaders of the eighth flood in mid-air!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Taihao and others were overjoyed.

In the next second, the voice of the herald rang out: "The Qing Emperor has an order to kill the enemy who comes to attack." ”

As the voice fell, a deafening shout resounded: "Kill! ”

With the mighty cyan torrent rushing out, the fifteen-vein cultivators under the command of the Blue Emperor Palace did not hesitate at all, all of them poured out frantically, and went straight to kill the demons in mid-air.

At the same time, the demon army also saw this scene, and after a short silence, one of the demons named False Saint Dzogchen spoke: "Kill, create more slaughter for the coming of my king Satan!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the monks of the Blue Emperor Palace and the demon army collided in mid-air.

Zheng –

Zheng –

The blades collided, and one power after another continued to spread out from mid-air.

With the continuous screams, there were monks of the demon army who died tragically, and there were also monks of the Blue Emperor Palace who fell.

From the very beginning, the war entered an unprecedented white heat.

Different from the dragon and phoenix era, the battle power of quasi-saint and pseudo-saint-level powerhouses was incomparably strong, and the surging mana, even saints did not dare to enter it easily.

Ants bite elephants to death, this is the best adjective for an army of monks.

Seeing the Blue Emperor Palace and the demon army at war, after receiving the rumors from Luo Hu, Da Luo Tian immediately took out a demonic long sword, and said with a murderous intent in his eyes: "The people of the Demon Sect, kill with me, you must not lose to the people of the Blue Emperor Palace!" ”

For a moment, the Demon Sect monks were mighty and mighty as the demon army rushed into the air.

With the addition of the Demon Cult monks, the battle became more and more severe.

In particular, after a demon monk killed a demon, he devoured it in his body, and the mana on his body instantly skyrocketed more than a hundredfold, reaching the point of the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection and approaching the saint.

In the same way, there are also people in the demon army who have devoured the demon cult monks and become skyrocketing.

These are homologous beings, devouring each other, occupying everything in each other, never perfecting and enhancing themselves.

This scene made Hongjun's brows jump.

This situation between the Demon Cult monks and the demon army meant that his guess was correct.

Subconsciously looked at Rahu beside him, and Hongjun couldn't help but wave his hand.

In an instant, the mighty Taoist Celestial Race monks were in the air, and under the leadership of the Celestial King, they frantically attacked the demon army.

For a while, above the heavenly dome, bursts of terrifying power permeated, and endless power was revealed at this moment.

Every minute and every second, the corpses of the monks fell from the sky, and the corpses were strewn all over the East China Sea below, and the endless blood filled the sea.

The coercion that remained after death on the corpse of the venerable statue was pervasive, directly causing the creatures in this sea area to be frightened and avoid, and they swam frantically towards the outside world.

……

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

In the Blue Emperor Palace, the monks of Taoism and Demon Sect joined forces to fight against the boundless demon army, without a moment of pause and slackness, both sides were killed.

At this time, Hongjun frowned, looked at the Celestial Race cultivators who had almost lost more than thirty percent, and asked with a somewhat ugly expression: "Emperor Qing, why hasn't Satan come yet?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao glanced at Hongjun.

The latter's expression was fully reflected, and it was not known what this Hongjun was thinking.

Looking at the gate of hell in mid-air, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose and said: "Soon, according to the estimation of this emperor, as long as the gate of hell is completely opened, all the powerhouses of the Eighth Flood Desolation Demon King level will come here, and Satan will naturally come at that time." ”

While speaking, Wang Hao just stretched out his hand and counted his fingers a few times and said, "Judging from the speed at which the gate of hell has opened in this month, it will take about ten years for the gate of hell to be fully opened." ”

"Ten years!"

Hearing this, Hongjun couldn't help but exclaim: "It's going to be so long!" ”

It's only been a short month, and the monks of the Celestial Race have lost more than thirty percent, if there are ten years, I am afraid that the surviving people of the entire Celestial Race will be very rare, isn't this equivalent to compensating him for the old bottom of his Xuanmen Taoism?

At this moment, Luo Hu, who was standing beside Hongjun, pouted his lips disdainfully and said: "Hongjun, you are a little short-sighted, do you see the loss but not the gain?" ”

"If you are not happy, you can let the monks of the Celestial Race withdraw, and this king really doesn't want to see your Xuanmen Taoism develop!"

Hearing Luo Hu's words, Hongjun couldn't help but be stunned.

Subconsciously looked up at the team of the Celestial Race in mid-air.

After about a moment, Hongjun's expression changed, and a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in his eyes: "How is it possible!" ”

Unexpectedly, although the number of Heavenly and Human Race monks had lost thirty percent, the remaining seventy percent of the monks had almost all risen to a higher level, and their combat power had obviously increased a lot.

It is undeniable that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and it can even be seen that a few guys from the Celestial Race are about to break through the realm of saints.

Couldn't help it, Hongjun just smiled slightly: "Daoist Luo Hu said that he laughed, this is a major matter related to the life and death of the Ninth Flood Desolation, how can my Xuanmen Taoist monk stand by and watch." ”

As he spoke, the smile on Hongjun's face became even stronger.

Obviously, he is very satisfied with the current ascension and change of the Celestial Race.

Seeing this, Luo Hu couldn't help pursing his lips, knowing that Hongjun had seen the pros and cons clearly, so he naturally didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, the original face standing behind Hongjun changed a little at this moment.

The powerhouses of the Celestial Race were constantly improving, and even approaching the saints wirelessly, which made him feel a kind of deception.

After all, he is a cultivator who has been promoted by Hongmeng Purple Qi, although he has been sanctified very early, but ......

(End of chapter)