Inside the demon camp.

"It's the Cangling"

After being shocked, the general Hei Hachi, who had previously refuted the demon ninja's fear of death, was the first to shout out, and a trace of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.

"The Prince's Flagship"

"Your Majesty has arrived"

"Haha... It's finally here."

Several of the generals also changed their previous gloom, and they all shouted loudly, with a look of joy and excitement in their eyes.

There was also a look of surprise on the face of the demon ninja: "It is indeed the prince's flagship." ”

He tilted his head and watched the magnificent prince's flagship slowly pass through the enchantment of the demon camp and stay in the sky above them, and also swept away the haze of horror before, and his eyes unconsciously showed reverence and excitement.

Prince.

Prince's flagship.

.

No matter which of these two things is, they are enough to make every demon warrior worship in ecstasy.

And now, both have arrived.

He could finally rest assured.

Barracks all over the place.

The black-armored sergeants of the Demon Clan, who were resting on the spot and on standby, were originally extremely low in morale because of the defeat of Flowing Wind City and the death of the Demon Heaven and the Demon Infant Twins, but after seeing the Cangling with terrifying demonic energy, their morale immediately skyrocketed.

The sergeants were excited, and there were bursts of cheers.

Even the thousands of demon beasts in the beast field hissed with joy at this time, and bursts of bright red light surged in their eyes.

It is like the dawn of the sun that suddenly explodes in the long dark night, instantly expelling the depression and frustration in their hearts, and lighting up new expectations and passions.

Upstairs in Flowing Wind City.

The atmosphere is diametrically opposed to that in the demon camp.

"That's?"

The beautiful proprietress of Huangtianmen, Mo Xiu, shouted loudly, and her face was shocked.

Above the city, several other people looked at each other.

The behemoth that slowly entered the enchantment of the demon camp in the distance was not an ordinary thing at first glance, and the fierce and domineering aura that was circulating made everyone show a look of surprise.

"It's a warship!"

Liang Yunsheng's face was grim, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes, Demon Warship!"

Bu Jingtian and Jin Lao glanced at each other, and a trace of horror flashed in each other's eyes.

The tragic scene of the demon invasion of Flowing Wind City a few months ago is vividly in my mind, the terrifying picture of the people wailing and the destruction of life still seems to be clearly flashing in my mind, the one who broke through the guardian formation that has been operating in Flowing Wind City for nearly a thousand years is a demon prince warship and the prince-level powerhouse in it.

"What about the flag?"

Wang Dynasty looked at the banner looming in the demonic aura in the distance, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"It's the prince's flagship, and the prince of the demon clan is here with reinforcements!"

The dynasty stretched out his hand to rest on the crumbling and sloping fence of the wall, and a look of despair appeared on his face.

He pretended to surrender to the demon generals for several months, and had a certain understanding of the ranks among the demon soldiers.

The rune mark on the banner in front of him is a symbol of the identity of the prince of the demon race.

"What? The Demon Prince himself is here!"

Liang Yunsheng muttered to himself in a distraction, and the wolf pen he held in his hand suddenly emitted a light misty silver-white halo.

It was as if the scarred fighter of Flowing Wind City had just gotten a moment of respite, and before he had time to recuperate, he was about to endure a new round of annihilation.

"Ahem... How could it be so fast?"

Jin Lao's voice trembled lightly, he felt a surge of blood in his heart, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to inadvertently raise his hand to wipe the blood away.

"The lowest strength of the Demon Prince is also the Tianri Realm, and they are the direct bloodline of the Demon Clan, their bloodline inheritance and cultivation within the clan are even more pure and amazing, generally the same level of the Tianri Realm, they are completely crushed!"

Wang Chao muttered an explanation like a whisper, he glanced sideways at Qingyun not far away, and sighed faintly.

"Coupled with this incomparably strong and terrifying combat power, the Demon Prince's flagship Flowing Wind City, which can destroy the mountains and plains in an instant, is afraid that it is in danger this time!"

The dynasty sighed.

For a moment, everyone looked at the demon camp that was arrogant and soaring into the sky, and there was unprecedented despair and solemnity in their eyes.

Originally, I thought that with the strength of the current confrontation, there might be one or two percent sure that I could gather the strength of the human race to defend Liufeng City, but when the prince of the demon clan came in person, the situation suddenly changed overwhelmingly, and everything seemed to be a dead end

Ling Xiao glanced at Sheng Shou beside him when he heard this, and the two maintained a strange silence.

The current situation is even more severe than the previous confrontation between the two sides.

If you're not careful, Flowing Wind City and the 100,000 civilians in it will probably disappear from the outside of the territory.

Ling Xiao looked at the flagship in the distance that had completely entered the enchantment of the Demon Clan's camp, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

It stands to reason that it has only been a few hours since the demon camp was settled, why did the rescue prince flagship come so quickly

And just now I used the power of the soul to observe, and I really felt the terrifying combat power of the demon flagship.

Especially on the flagship, there is the existence of a strong person in the Heaven and Sun Realm.

And not just one, it's two

He glanced at the people around him who were all sad and lost their minds, and his eyes rolled, and he didn't immediately say the results of his observation of the power of his divine soul.

At this time, if we tell them the truth, I am afraid that we will first mess up our own position and lose the morale of the army.

The current situation can only wait and see, and the soldiers will stop it.

In the main tent of the demon camp.

There was an eerie, brief silence.

It was as if even the air inside the tent had suddenly become heavy and dry.

Bang –

A prince who was sitting on the top seat in the main tent suddenly threw the teacup in his hand out as if he were leaking.

"Why don't you slaughter the city?"

The prince's eyes were round, his momentum was violent, and he questioned sharply, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, like a collision of Jin Ge.

His face was gloomy, and Leng Linli's eyes swept over the several generals who bowed their heads and ears like a knife, and the anger churning in his heart was uncontrollable, and the atmosphere in the camp was extremely depressing in an instant.

This prince dressed in black gilt totem armor, with deep eye sockets, eyes of a strange reddish-brown, a dense and fluffy shoulder-length short red and brown hair, with a bone hairpin like a spider's tentacles bound behind his head, his skin is like bronze, his body is burly and strong, his body is more than twice as wide as the demon ninja, and some black spider tattoo marks unique to the demon prince are faintly visible under the hollow armor and armor of his arms.

The tattoo marks seem to be engraved in the blood veins under the flesh, revealing a glowing black light through the skin.

A five-meter beast bone long knife hung from his waist, the blade was cold and sharp, and the bloody red mark was densely spread on the blade with a strange rune arrangement, emitting a strange bloody aura.

The young officer, Mo Shinobi, trembled slightly.

Feeling the faintly agitated void around him and the momentum of the oppression of the mountains under the rage, he felt that the aura in his limbs and hundreds of bones that was suppressed by death was difficult to operate, as if he was imprisoned.

He lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and was respectful, but he didn't know how to speak.

In the big tent, the generals lined up in a neat line in front of the violent prince.

In the face of such coercion, all the Demon Heavenly Army showed a sad face that could hardly breathe, and they also buried their heads deeper, not daring to make a sound easily.

One or two of the generals struggled several times, mustered up the courage as if they wanted to say something, their lips trembled slightly, they hesitated, and finally did not speak.

"Black ugly, don't get so excited. ”

A lazy voice rang out casually.