The last collision ended in a defeat for both sides.

The violent explosion destroyed Zhang He's endurance limit, causing him to fall to the ground weakly, setting off a dull loud noise, but under the domination of the cold killing intent, he was about to fall apart, but he struggled to stand up again, and staggered towards the demon general who also fell heavily to the ground.

This collision made Zhang He's internal organs almost shattered into paste, and his bones were broken inch by inch, but the crazy killing intent made him stand up magically, but alas, he was no longer able to pick up the peerless sword.

The situation of the demon general is the same as Zhang He's god, he forcibly cast the wrath of the demon god, the vitality in his body has already been drained, so that he is powerless to fight the next big explosion, his internal organs are also shattered, and his bones are also broken into countless knots, but what he didn't expect is that his blow at the cost of burning his life actually failed to kill Zhang He directly.

Looking at Zhang He, who was staggering, the demon general also struggled to stand up and stumbled towards him.

"Kill." Zhang He, who had been completely swayed by the killing intent, suddenly accelerated in a beast-like roar and headed straight for the demon general.

"Die." The demon general also killed Zhang He in a crazy roar.

At this moment, Zhang He and the demon general have become ordinary people, they no longer have any vitality in their bodies, and they are both seriously injured, but unlike Zhang He, the demon general's hands are still holding the ghost head big knife.

Even though both of them had tried their best, their running speed was not even as fast as that of an ordinary person, but even so, the two quickly fought together, and in the midst of two beast-like roars, the demon general's high-raised ghost-headed broadsword was immediately slashed at Zhang He's head.

Fortunately, although the ghost head knife is sharp, it has no vitality support, and Zhang He's physical strength is so terrifying, the sharp ghost head knife did not cause any fatal damage to Zhang He, and after cutting the scalp, it was stuck in Zhang He's skull.

Zhang He, who was already completely crazy, didn't notice the demon general's ghost head knife, and only the demon general's head was in his eyes, "Kill." With a hoarse roar, his right fist slammed into the general's head.

Zhang He was crazy, completely swayed by the killing intent, and became a madman who only knew killing, and the demon general was also crazy, but he never expected that Zhang He's physical strength would be so terrifying, and he could block his ghost-headed broadsword that cut gold and jade just by relying on the strength of his physical body.

At this moment, neither of them had the demeanor of a master, they all became red-eyed ordinary people, in a crazy roar, Zhang He swung his fist like rain, punch after punch, and frantically attacked the head of the demon general, and the demon general pulled out the ghost head knife, and then waved the knife wildly, and also desperately chopped Zhang He's head.

In the desperate madness of the two, the battle without the slightest master's demeanor finally ended, with the terrifying physical strength, Zhang He finally won the victory, and blasted the demon general's brain, but he also paid a heavy price for it, and his head was also left with more than ten hideous wounds by the demon general's ghost head knife.

But this doesn't matter anymore, for a master of Zhang He's level, as long as he doesn't die, any skin injury is not a miracle, as long as his vitality is restored, this scar can be recovered in minutes.

After smashing the demon general's head, Zhang He didn't bother to chase and kill his weak Yuan Ying, and then staggered towards the demon soldier who had no ability to act, and raised his right foot mercilessly, smashing the head of a demon soldier.

Zhang He, who was completely controlled by the killing intent, became a murderous madman, and every time he stepped down, he would smash the head of a demon soldier, setting off a rain of blood, walking all the way, blood and brain juice mixed into a disgusting picture, but for Zhang He, the stimulation of blood made him more crazy, and the killing became more crazy.

With the support of the astonishing killing intent, Zhang He trampled on the heads of the demon soldiers, leaving a disgusting picture all the way, until the last unconscious demon soldier was trampled on his head, and his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground weakly.

Zhang He was unconscious, but Xuan Feng woke up from the full healing in time, and his divine sense passed through the barrier of the inner world and saw the terrifying picture in the hall, even after a long fight, he couldn't help but feel a burst of horror, and then used the power of his divine sense to move Zhang He's body away from the ground mixed with blood and brains, and tried his best to send him the beast yuan to help him recover from his injuries.

Zhang He finally woke up leisurely, but what he didn't expect was an old face that came into his eyes, "Boy, how do you feel?" Boiling Wind glanced at Zhang He with a slightly complicated glance.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang He asked slightly confused.

"How do these demon soldiers feel to you?" Boiling Wind pointed to the blood and brains that had solidified together, and asked with a slight heaviness.

"Very strong." Zhang He shook his head a little helplessly and said, "It's a fluke to win." ”

"Very strong, hehe." Boiling Wind asked with a mocking face, "Boy, do you know how many of these ants were dispatched by the Demon Realm during the Great War of the Five Realms?" ”

"How much?"

"Two hundred million."

I rub, my fork fork, 200 million, that's the concept of Shenma? The words of boiling the wind made Zhang He couldn't help but be dumbfounded, 200 million, Nima, this is only a thousand people, brother and boiling wind and others were almost wiped out, 200 million, is that the concept of Shenma?

Just when Zhang He was stunned, he slowly spoke again, "Boy, do you know how many such demon soldiers have been dispatched from the demon world." ”

"Two hundred million?" Zhang He couldn't help but ask weakly.

"One hundred and eighty million."

Okay, brother kneel, it's always okay, right? Nima, 200 million demon soldiers, 180 million demon soldiers, is that the concept of a god horse? Not to mention that everyone is a strong person of this level, even if they are all ordinary people, they can easily dig up the earth again, okay? It's no wonder that after that war, the earth would turn from a golden era of cultivation to an abandoned planet.

Moreover, since the demon and demon races have sent so many people, of course the fairy realm and the Buddha realm have to send an astonishing number of troops, plus the human army, when the Five Realms war, the five parties must add up to six or seven hundred million, right? Nima, so many masters are fighting on the earth, and the earth can't be destroyed if it doesn't want to.

Just as Zhang He sighed silently, Boiling Wind spoke again, "Boy, you know how weak you are now, right?" ”

In this regard, Zhang He could only say nothing, indeed, in the current cultivation realm, he has barely entered the ranks of the strong, but compared with the golden heyday, he is too weak, in that era, he is a fighter like him, and he is definitely a big handful.

"Boy, work hard, the War of the Five Realms will eventually break out again." The boiling wind sighed softly, with a slight vicissitudes of life.

I rub, don't you? If the War of the Five Realms really breaks out again, the earth will take the gods and horses to participate in the war again? But the boiling wind did not give Zhang He a chance to speak, and said a little helplessly again, "Boy, don't doubt the old man's words, according to the news from the old man's old friend from the two demon worlds, the demon and demon worlds that have finally recovered their vitality have been preparing for war, at least a hundred years, at most hundreds of years, and the two demon worlds will definitely set off a war of revenge." ”

Okay, you won, Zhang He couldn't help but shake his head a little helplessly.

I have to say that this news is indeed very shocking and terrifying, from Xuan Feng's words, Zhang He got at least three pieces of news: first, the two worlds of demons have recovered to the prosperity before the war of the five realms; Second, the two worlds of demons are ready to launch a war of revenge; Third, the people have always kept in touch with the two worlds of demons and demons, since they have kept in touch with the two worlds of demons and know the situation of the two worlds of demons, then the two worlds of demons must also know the situation of the earth.

But the question is, where will the battlefield of the revenge war be? Who do the two demon worlds want to take revenge on? Is it the powerhouse who survived the War of the Five Realms, or is it all humans? If the latter, then the earth is really dangerous, with the current strength of the earth, can it use the divine horse to block the hundreds of millions of armies of the demon world?

The war will eventually break out, and the war of revenge will finally begin, Nima, is this still not going to live?

Nima, my brother is really not interested in dominating the world, and he is not interested in your so-called Five Realms War, can't you let Ge An quietly accompany his grandfather, wife and children, and live a stable and peaceful life with all his relatives and friends?

Although Zhang He really didn't have the slightest interest in the so-called Five Realms War, he also knew very well that once the words of boiling the wind were fulfilled, I am afraid it would be impossible for him to stay out of the matter.

Under the nest, there are no eggs, isn't it?

Nima, for the sake of relatives and friends, brother has to continue to work hard, not to dominate the Five Realms, but at least to ensure the personal safety of relatives and friends in the troubled times that will eventually come, right?

The troubled times will eventually come, in the troubled times where people's lives are as cheap as grass, they can only speak with their strength, Nima, continue to work hard!

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