In the night, the body of the Dark Tower was hidden in the thick clouds, and no one knew how tall it was. Although they could see the outline of the Dark Demon Tower from a distance, after the group walked out of the ancient woods, they walked forward in the night for more than two hours before finally arriving at the outer area of the Dark Demon Tower.

Except for a few tall and low mounds and a few abrupt boulders, it was empty. In the distance, on the plains, there were sparkling fires. There was a large black camp with no end in sight. The camp was surrounded by a ring of wooden guns in the shape of herringbones, the sharp tips of which shimmered in the night. Inside the camp, a group of soldiers armed with torches and wearing heavy armor are patrolling in formation.

Pregnant Qiao and the others parked the beast cart far away from the camp and all walked out of the beast cart. No way, the target of this beast cart is too big, and it is easy to be spotted by the patrolling soldiers.

Pregnant Qiao pointed to the camp not far away, turned her head to look at Wu Yan, and said, "Wu Yan, do you know who those soldiers are?"

The distance was too far, and Wu Yan couldn't see the appearance of the group of soldiers clearly, so she shook her head slightly, and said, "Wu Yan doesn't know either, but judging from the decorations and armor on these people, they should be the Dark Clan guarding the Dark Demon Tower!

As soon as Wu Yan's words fell, a sound of breaking the sky sounded above everyone's heads. Everyone raised their heads and looked into the night sky, only to see a demon cloud rolling from the sky at a very fast speed, and when the demon cloud was close, everyone saw that it was a beating demon flame, and each demon flame had a hideous face on it, and between the eyebrows of that face, there was a blood-colored vertical eye, which looked extremely strange and gloomy.

"It's the Three-Eyed Demon Envoy of the Demon Sect!" said Pregnant Qiao Xiu raised her eyebrows lightly and said with a grim face. Now that the Three-Eyed Demon Envoy has appeared, then Meng Po and the people from the Demon Sect must also be nearby! Pregnant Qiao's heart suddenly jumped wildly, I wonder if the Demon Monarch will appear? But even if he appeared at this moment, there was no way for him to save the Netherworld Divine Monarch from his hands......

"Whoosh-"

Demonic flames struck the beast cart they had been riding in, and the tall horses let out a wail and were burned to ashes along with the beast cart. Fortunately, Pregnant Qiao and the others had already stayed away from the beast cart and hid under a boulder nearby.

Wu Yan and a group of Jingren soldiers stared at the group of three-eyed demon envoys in mid-air, their faces full of anger. Wu Yan gritted her teeth and said with hatred: "These people from the Demon Sect are really too hateful! If we hadn't evacuated in time, I'm afraid that at this moment, it would have turned into a cloud of ashes like that beast cart!"

Pregnant Qiao half-squinted his eyes and said, "Those who should come always have to come, let's hide here first and stay put, and see if these people from the Demon Sect can break through the defenses of the Dark Clan." ”

"It's all up to the benefactor!" Wu Yan and a group of Jingren soldiers arched their hands at Pregnant Qiao and said in unison. Naturally, he didn't have any opinions, but whenever he encountered danger, he couldn't wait to hide away.

"Boom, boom—"

More than a dozen figures appeared outside the camp, they were dressed in black robes, their faces could not be seen clearly, and behind the group of black-robed people were a group of tall half-demons with long arms hanging on the ground.

"Who?"

The guards who were patrolling were alarmed, raised the blood-colored long knives in their hands, and aimed them at the group of black-robed people.

"Hehehehe-hehe-"

A short hunchbacked old man walked out of the crowd with a chuckle, holding a skeletal crutch with nine light blue flames flashing in her hand, and the group of three-eyed demons hovering in mid-air successively burrowed into the fire-breaking skull staff, and the nine flames around the skull staff suddenly rushed upward, and suddenly the blue light was flourishing, and it was burning. Pregnant Qiao recognized this person, it was Meng Po who made them suffer so much!

"What's the matter? I just met not long ago, and I forgot about my old body so quickly?"

One of the guards in the camp stepped back and said with trepidation, "Are you from the Demon Sect?"

Meng Po smiled coldly and said, "That's right! A few days ago, the army of the Demon Sect almost flattened your camp, and your great commander was also severely damaged, so he shouldn't have recovered yet, right?

The Dark Clan guards glanced at each other, although they were a little scared in their hearts, but without the order of the Grand Commander, no one dared to open the guard. One of the Dark Clan guards turned around and ran behind them to report to their archon.

"I don't know how to lift!"

Meng Po snorted coldly, glanced at the black-robed people beside him, and said, "Whirlwind King Kong, Ruyi King Kong, Earth Shatter King Kong, the Demon Lord has led everyone to break into the Dark Demon Tower!

The black-robed men nodded slightly, and they all sacrificed their weapons.

Pregnant Qiao, who was hiding in the distance, looked at her slightly, and the Demon Lord really broke into the Dark Demon Tower one step ahead of her! I just don't know how many floors he broke through, did he see that Dongyi Giant Xingtian! Nether God Monarch ...... Are you with him?

"Boom, boom, boom—"

There was a loud noise, and she forcibly pulled back her distant thoughts, and once again stared at the dark clan camp. I saw Meng Po and those black-robed people blasting out one after another powerful attacks at the same time, landing on the protective array of the dark clan camp, the protective array trembled a few times, barely withstanding this attack, but it seemed that it couldn't last long.

"Stop!"

Countless Dark Clansmen rushed out of the camp one after another, all carrying a blood-colored long knife in their hands, and a dark red light faintly shone around those long knives. At the head of the line was a muscular man in armor with a black beard, but, like all the DarkClans, his face was thin and his eyes were sunken, and he looked like a walking skeleton. The man glared at Meng Po and the others, and said angrily: "The people of the Demon Sect killed my people and destroyed my homeland, and they still dare to appear here?

The skull staff in Meng Po's hand slammed into the ground and shouted, "Ridiculous! Obviously, it was you who blocked the way of the old man and the others, and you still dared to quibble!"

The Dark Clan Commander snorted angrily and said in a rough voice: "The Dark Demon Tower is related to the fate of the entire Demon Realm, and there is a demon imprisoned there, a real demon! My Dark Clan tribe has been ordered to guard this Dark Demon Tower for thousands of years, and no one else is allowed to step into this Dark Demon Tower except for the sacrifices offered by the major tribes!"

"Huh-"

Meng Powei laughed and said, "That's a good thing to say......! You're trying to take advantage of the mysterious power of the Dark Tower, for example...... The power of this bloody blade!"

The Grand Commander glared at Meng Po angrily, speechless for a while! It was really said by Meng Po that the power of the blood blade on their bodies did come from the mysterious power in the Dark Demon Tower!