"Stop! ”

Yi Cheng's divine sense was superior to that of the One-Horned Saint King, so tens of thousands of miles before he reached the exit, he noticed something strange ahead!

Although the One-Horned Saint King hadn't discovered anything yet, he had no doubts about Yi Cheng's words.

"There's an ambush ahead?" The One-Horned Saint King asked.

Yi Cheng didn't answer, but sent an attack at a mediocre square below.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the bright light emitted by Yi Cheng was blocked when it was still a hundred zhang high from that square.

After the aura exploded, a curtain of light appeared in the sky below.

Apparently there was a hidden formation.

And after this attack, the concealment formation also lost its effect, revealing the millions of five-colored demon armies below.

"Damn, how could you possibly find out the formation that this king has arranged? How can this king's divine sense be worse than yours! The yellow-robed Saint King below had an angry look on his face, and roared at Yi Cheng with his throat pulled!

"Cut, yellow-robed monster, even your ninth-order high-level formation dares to show it, Lao Tzu is a ninth-order top-level formation mage! Idiot! ”

Yi Cheng scolded disdainfully.

"Do it, kill them!"

This time, the three Saint Kings of the Five-Colored Demon Clan also knew that the sneak attack of the Dao Dao would not succeed.

At that time, they will do whatever it takes to get the five-color stone.

These millions of people almost cover the high-end power of the entire five-colored demon race.

There are more than 800,000 in the Tribulation Period, and the lowest cultivation is the Merge Period.

And the Mahayana monks have 3,000 people on their side, which is three times the number of the one-horned demon clan.

There are even more people in the first consummation, reaching fifty, while there are less than twenty people around Yi Cheng.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that there are three people on their side who can deal with the Double Perfection, and the One-Horned Saint King Wu Heng alone can contain the three Saint Kings of the Five-Colored Demon Clan.

There was no extra nonsense, and Yi Cheng immediately surrounded more than a dozen one-level consummation monks of the five-colored demon clan.

And the one-horned Saint King Wu Heng also fought with the three Saint Kings of the Five-Colored Demon Clan.

Yi Cheng is on their side, the top strength does not suffer, and the difference between the Mahayana period and the other party is still relatively large, but fortunately, there are those monks of the one-horned demon clan who have reached the eighth order of refinement, and it is basically not a problem to have one enemy and two enemies.

For a time, the situation of the war was in a stalemate.

But just when the Five-Colored Demon Clan was planning to leave Yi Cheng and the others behind at all costs, something surprising happened to them.

Because they had fought with Yi Cheng and the One-Horned Saint King before, they had an estimate of the combat effectiveness of the two.

Therefore, when distributing the strength, they also feel that they are foolproof, and they can remain undefeated even if they can't win, so as long as they progress on either side, they can start a siege and kill the remaining enemies.

However, the dozen or so First Perfection Cultivators who fought with Yi Cheng soon discovered that this time was completely different.

Last time, more than a dozen of them were able to suppress it steadily, but this time, they only had the ability to parry, and they had no power to fight back.

"Ahh

In just a few breaths, a one-fold perfect monk was already hated by Yi Cheng's sword.

"How so? How could this guy improve so much? How long has it been since he had seen him to reach a level of consummation? ”

The three people who fought with Wu Heng couldn't help but exclaim.

"There's so much more you can't think of!" Wu Heng smiled, finally had a chance to take revenge, how could he let these people have the heart to command other battles.

But those five-colored demons are not stupid, they have a lot more manpower than the one-horned demons, and now seeing that the people besieging Yi Cheng have suffered losses, they immediately divided five or six people to step forward, and the number of people besieging Yi Cheng has also reached twenty-three.

At this time, Yi Cheng's form here can be regarded as really stable, although it is still passive, but it will not be as dangerous as just now.

At this time, both Yi Cheng and Wu Heng will not make great progress in a short period of time, and in other battlefields, the five-colored demon clan still has the upper hand.

Needless to say, their number is four or five times that of Yi Cheng in this regard.

The Tribulation Period was slightly better, because most of the Tribulation Periods on Yi Cheng's side were one-horned demons, and their alchemy skills were not weak, although they faced more enemies than them, but there was no rout.

And at the level of a consummation monk, because of Yi Cheng's restraint, although the number of people is still inferior, the scene has also temporarily survived.

And the most worrying thing is the Mahayana period.

The Mahayana period of the five-colored demon clan is three times that of Yi Cheng, although all of these one-horned demon monks are powerful in refining the body, but not every one of them can withstand three to one.

As time passed, casualties began to appear on Yi Cheng's side.

"Little Five, do it!"

Seeing that the casualties on his side were gradually expanding, Yi Cheng had asked Xiao Wu to hide his strength before, and now it was time to play the effect of a surprise soldier.

"Bang! Bang! ”

As Yi Cheng's words fell, the two one-fold consummation five-colored demons who had been in a stalemate with Xiao Wu before were immediately hit on the dantian by two heavy punches, and they smashed to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Then, every step that Xiao Wu takes, he will successfully sneak attack a one-fold consummate five-colored demon clan.

And when the people of the five-colored demon clan reacted, Xiao Wu had already killed ten people.

Coupled with the five unicorn demons liberated by Xiao Wu, as soon as the level of consummation, the unicorn demon clan immediately gained the upper hand.

Although the people of the Five-Colored Demon Clan reacted, they didn't have enough strength to resist Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu continued to be ruthless to the five-colored demon clan, and his attack was full of power, and with space walking, it was definitely a one-hit kill.

"Big Brother" Yellow-robed Saint King immediately shouted, if they didn't think of a way, there would be only a few Perfect Cultivators left in their Five-Colored Demon Clan!

The red-robed Saint King looked at the battle situation around him, his eyes were full of unwillingness, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to take advantage of the slightest advantage if he continued to fight like this.

"Retreat, go!"

Following his order, the five-colored demon clan immediately broke away from the battle circle and flew into the distance.

Some of the monks of the One-Horned Demon Clan wanted to pursue, but they were stopped by Wu Heng.

Xiao Wu's surprise move was indeed beyond their expectations, but if it meant fighting to the death, the extra thousands of Mahayana monks would be enough to support the one-fold consummation monks on their side, and then Xiao Wu would fall into a siege like Yi Cheng.

And these people are the most powerful force of their one-horned demon clan, and their enemies are not only the five-colored demon clan, but also the more powerful Ananda and the multicolored swallowing sky.

After the trial of the blood sea, the potential of these clansmen was stimulated, and as long as there were tens of thousands of years, at least their Mahayana monks could increase several times.

At that time, even a head-on collision will not be too much of a loss.

Although this stop was short, it also killed and injured a lot of people, especially those outside the one-horned demon clan, and the monks of the merger period died at least 150,000 or 60,000.

Yi Cheng sighed, the casualties in a battle of this scale are really shocking!

But seeing that they can all walk out of the five-color realm alive again, these demons who were captured as slaves all showed the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe!