Before the demon legion could rearrange its formation, high in the sky, the six-winged gods had already launched a charged blow, wanting to eradicate them.

The golden light condensed on the tip of his sword like a huge star, and the more the light grew, the more dazzling white the core became.

Between the clouds, Lei Jue covered his eyes, as if he would be blinded if he looked at it again.

The tip of the sword gradually fell, aiming at the Demon King, once this divine power exploded on the ground, together with the dark elf clan and the demon clan behind the Demon King, including the entire Demon King City, would be razed to the ground together.

"Oh no!" Ling Xi immediately had a bad premonition, "All the demons with the ability to fly, all assemble! Block this blow for the Demon King!"

"Yes!"

On the ground behind them, there were pieces of demons with wings spread horizontally, crowded in black, and converged on the sky above the demon king.

Most of them came from the Shadow Fiend's legions, and unlike other improvised demon legions that were greedy for life and afraid of death, they were strictly disciplined and regarded death as if they were home.

In the Demon Realm, many demons believe that the Demon King will eventually be reincarnated and resurrected, leading them to the light again. Before the Shadow Demon died, he held this belief.

And the subordinates of the Shadow Demon are the devout disciples of the Demon King, in countless muddy years, in the long and lonely life that seems to be immortal, they are waiting for the reincarnation of the Demon King, which is their faith in life, their only light of hope.

Countless pure-blooded demons like the Shadow Demon gathered together to form a legion, so that one day, they could go out with the Demon King and rewrite the laws of this heaven and earth.

They will defend this faith to the death and protect the Demon King until the last moment. The Demon King - that's all they have.

The winged demons spread out the wings behind them, connecting them into one, and gradually turned into a thicker and thicker black mist, shrouding the sky above the demon king.

Behind this dark shadow, Ling Xi was hesitating, his face was pale, he had never been so flustered.

He knew very well that the strength of the Dark Elves was really disparity compared to the strength of the Celestial Gods. Whether to flee or fight, his heart struggled contradictoryly.

Not rushing in the first place is Ling Xi's consistent criterion. At the beginning, he also agreed with Yifeng that if the battle situation was unfavorable, the dark elves could retreat at any time. But now that the time really came, he couldn't bear to leave.

Turning his head, he saw Ah Duo, Xiao Lan, and Ling Feng, the familiar faces of the warriors he had cultivated with one hand, and their expectant gazes.

He suddenly made up his mind, and shouted:

"Retreat, all of you! I'll stay alone and hold this place!"

Ah Duo, who has always obeyed the orders of the Dark Elf King, objected emotionally at this moment:

"Lord Dark Elf King, the people of the Demon Clan and the Chiyan Clan are going to do their best, do we Dark Elf Clan want to retreat?"

Seeing that the warriors of the demon clan beside her were rushing forward desperately, she also wanted to follow and contribute her strength. Her voice trembled with excitement, her tear-glistening eyes filled with determination to die, and she mustered up the courage to speak her heart.

Ling Xi was even more anxious, pointing to the sky:

"The Heavenly God knocked down Yi Feng with one blow, didn't you see it? Now this blow from the sky is obviously more powerful than the previous one, let you rush forward, what's the difference between sending you to death! Withdraw for me, retreat to the rear of the Demon King City!"

Ah Duo timidly took half a step back, she was afraid that she would run into the Dark Elf King and make him angry, so she looked at him aggrievedly.

Ling Xi didn't have the strength to get angry, he just wanted this group of guys to hide in a safe place as soon as possible.

Ling Feng looked into the sky, saw the ever-expanding light, estimated the attack range of this blow, and then said in despair:

"Even if we escape, will we be able to escape the range of this blow?"

As the general of the Dark Elf Clan, he has always had a calm and decisive judgment, and is much trusted by the clan. At this time, he stood up and said:

"How many years have the gods bullied us, this time, it is better to fight with them, let them see how much power the race in the human world has. Lord Dark Elf, we beg for a fight!"

The elite warriors behind him also shouted, "Yes, Lord Dark Elf King, we are not afraid of battle!"

Ling Xi clenched his fists, and anger burst out of his eyes:

"You idiots!"

But he saw that their figures were all standing beside him in unison, looking firmly at the white light that was gradually forming in the sky, and their eyes flashed with fearless brilliance.

Ling Feng spoke again:

"Fight, Dark Elf King!"

The others almost unanimously shouted:

"Fight, Dark Elf King!"

Ling Xi knew in his heart that the Dark Elf Clan's hatred for the gods and rulers was already deep-rooted, but these people were just hot-blooded, their attack power was pitifully weak, and they had no defensive power. The only magic array and bondage skills that the Dark Elves are proficient in are also completely useless.

Rushing forward blindly with them, what can you do except act as cannon fodder?

He shouted:

"Retreat, disperse!

At this moment, in front of the camp of the dark elves, Yi Sheng and Yi Xin, father and son, stood side by side, one large and one small, two golden lions squatting behind them. The position he stood was in the center of the battlefield, directly below the gods.

The power on their bodies gradually climbed, just like the doomsday volcano that Ling Xi had sealed with his own hands, and the momentum that was about to erupt was unstoppable!

All the clansmen of the Chiyan family formed a circular array layer by layer, and the staff in their right hand was neatly held high towards the center, like a firewood hugging next to the flames. They said in unison:

"The Chiyan family, determined to die!"

The light bodies in the sky were still expanding, and even the families far west of the battlefield began to be frightened, fearing that the aftermath of this attack would implicate them.

Long Po led the people of the Divine Dragon Clan and retreated to the camp of the Light Elf Clan in the distance, looking from a distance, she saw that the Lord of Chiyan City had inexplicably defected to the Demon Clan's camp, and she was puzzled in her heart, and muttered to herself:

"Chiyan family, you are obviously the first to carry the banner to fight against the demons, why are you ?......?"

The races, who still held on to their ancient belief in the gods, raised their hands in horror and fell down, knelt down in prayer, and prostrated themselves on the ground, forming a continuous wave of the crowd, praying that the wrath of the gods would not implicate them.

In the very center of the battlefield, a small magic array composed of nine people had already stood, Yun Lan looked at the sky nervously, and shouted loudly to Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao tears! When will your magic array be opened, it's almost too late!"

Ling Xiao's brows furrowed, she was freed from her contemplation and forcibly interrupted the contract communication. At the same time, the last words were also passed into the mind of the unconscious Black Feather, whether he could wake up or not, it was up to Black Feather.