The door of the prison opened, and the demons outside the prison gathered, staring at the lonely female venerable.

Dressed in white, now it is wrinkled and tattered, and it is difficult to regain the sense of elegance. Nian Xianchen stood up, his figure looking a little thin, and his eyes were calm.

"Are you here to escort me?"

Although he was a great sinner who blasphemed the Demon Emperor, the inherent hierarchical concept of the demon clan made the Phaseless Demon and the High Phantom Demon who came to escort him not dare to show any disdain.

"Master Nian Xianchen, let's go!"

The leader of the Phaseless Demon lowered his head, his tall body curled slightly. Even if the Yuan Demon in front of him has no power at all, but the Yuan Demon is the Yuan Demon, it is low into the dust, and it is not something they can offend.

It's in the blood, it's the mark they have since they were born. This kind of imprint, the more intelligent the demon type, the more profound it is.

Nian Xianchen slowly walked out of the dark cell, surrounded by thirteen translucent jade belts. On the jade belt, there is an obscure demon script engraved, like water, flowing.

This is the inherent sealing technique of the demon race, called the Thirteen Monro, which can suppress the cultivation of the demons. The more jade belts that need to be used, the stronger the demon that is sealed.

Whether it is a demon race, a demon race, or other aliens, their cultivation methods are completely different from those of people, and each has its own heritage.

And the cultivation method of the demon clan is even more strange in the eyes of people, they refine the soul for the spirit, refine the spirit for the qi, and the spirit qi is harmonious, and the only way is the great achievement.

According to this cultivation characteristic of the demons, the demons have studied the sealing technique of special restraint within the demons. It was meant to be used as a punishment to punish those demons who made mistakes. However, as time passed, there were more and more types of sealing techniques, and the skills became more and more sophisticated, and they were no longer limited to punishment, and sometimes even became a means of attacking each other within the demon race.

Ordinary Yuan Demons have made mistakes, and they will never use ten. And Nian Xianchen, as the most talented Yuan Demon of the Demon Clan for thousands of years, the Great Elder of the Yuan Demon used thirteen at once.

The Great Elder of the Demon Clan had a very objective estimate of Nian Xianchen's strength, and he used all his strength as soon as he came up.

You must know that the sealing techniques of the Thirteen Monero are secret techniques that are specialized in dealing with the Yuan Demon. Like the Phaseless Demons and Phantoms outside the cell, they don't even have the qualifications to be imposed.

And with the increase of the jade belt, the strength of the seal is not a simple superposition, but an exponential increase.

Nian Xianchen couldn't exert any strength at this time, and walked out of the underground prison with those escorted Phaseless Demons and Phantom Demons.

At this time, outside the Demon City, countless plague demons were watching. There was no good thought in the hearts of these plague demons, let alone the clear awe in the hearts of the higher demons. Seeing that the once high-ranking Yuan Demon was now about to be burned to death, all that remained on the ugly face of the plague demon was madness and excitement.

The plague demon could not speak, and a low, hoarse voice came from his throat, cheering. The constantly surging figures, even those tall phaseless demons, can barely be suppressed.

A large number of phaseless demons and illusion demons cleared a path, a path to the execution ground.

Now the six primordial demons in the inner realm thought that being burned at the stake in the midst of this filthy plague demon onlookers was the harshest punishment for a noble primordial demon.

As a sinner who blasphemed the Demon Emperor, Nian Xianchen received not only physical pain, but also mental torture.

At least, that's what they think.

Soiled under his feet, Nian Xianchen slowly walked onto the execution platform, his hands tied to the wooden frame. A pair of ghostly eyes saw the demons all over the ground, but their hearts became more and more calm.

Am I wrong? Shouldn't I refuse to be a sacrifice to the Devouring Mussel on that day?

Nian Xianchen smiled slightly, and then threw away his doubts. Looking at the crazy demons around her, Nian Xianchen was even more convinced in her heart that she was not wrong.

She did have emotions in her heart that were different from other demons. Let her no longer be bound by blood, become selfish, and become selfish.

Even if she is about to die, even if this road is not easy to follow, but she feels real.

The cry was like a tsunami, and no matter how much the guards suppressed, they could not suppress it. The attention of all the demons was attracted by Nian Xianchen on the torture table. No one has ever seen that on the high ground outside the Demon City, a group of people and horses have quietly approached.

"It's so lively!"

Yang Xian shook the white feather fan in his hand that was plucked by Xia Gong Nirvana and there were no hairs left, just like a crowd watching the lively good deeds.

"The demons don't seem to be guarding against us? Or is it a trap? ”

Qin Feng was next to Yang Xian's four-wheeled vehicle and said with some confusion.

Yang Xian was also a little surprised, the people of the demon clan didn't seem to expect that they would be able to deal with the Soul Eater Ant and come here. At this moment, outside the magic city, the lonely moon is shining, and many demons are gathered, as if they are gathering, and there is no defense at all.

"Where is Qin Feng!"

Yang Xian immediately no longer hesitated and decided to attack.

"Prime Minister!"

"Let you lead eight hundred hussars and fight from the left."

"Yes!"

"Where are Wang Yaoxian and Yang Gui!"

"Prime Minister (Lord)!"

"Order you to lead the Heavenly Daoists and the Night Army to attack from the right."

"Yes!"

"Where is Meng Xuan!"

Meng Xuan was not far from the four wheelchairs, and although his face was a little unhappy, he also gave up his hand when he saw Yang Xian giving orders.

"Prime Minister!"

"Let you lead the disciples of the Demon Extreme Sect to open the way for our army."

"Yes!"

"The rest of the people, go with the four-wheeled cart of the prime minister, and gather at the torture platform."

The army rises, and the wind and clouds rise. The moonlight was light, and the night sky was like a wash, but it was no longer clear because of the sudden murderous aura.

The horse's hooves neighed, the long lance contained a cold light, Qin Feng rode in front of him, let out a long shout, and rushed down the high ground.

Eight hundred hussars, moving in response to the sound, raising their horses and whips, the breath of blood and killing was overflowing, and they rushed straight into the sky, as if the domain of the four directions had become an iron cavalry battlefield.

Yang Gui was not to be left behind, with a roar, three hundred nights behind him. Sergeant of the Night, with all his skills, learned from prairie witchcraft, but it is miscellaneous. Later, after Yang Chun's training, he took essence and removed impurities, and gradually became a faction.

Eight hundred hussars learned from the army, and the blood killing qi was hooked into a formation, and the blood light was clear and pure, without a trace of variegation. Although the killing intent is dignified, it has the power of heaven and earth, and the righteousness is solemn.

However, the night army was different, and the blood around them was extremely turbid. Yang Chun modified the method of cultivation in the southwest Tuyi, removing its confusion and dedicating its turbidity. But when the enemy is opposed, even if it is stained with a little blood, the mind will gradually lose control. And for demons like plague demons, it is even more powerful.

At this time, the plague demons around the torture platform were still carnivaling, and they did not notice anything abnormal. Even if there are vigilant demons, they can't stop those crazy plague demons at all.

When the two armies entered the battlefield, their momentum was so rapid that only the red glow could be seen, changing in the air, dragging a long trail.

Chaos begins.

On the torture platform, Nian Xianchen was still calm, and a pair of eyes stared into the distance, the man who was sitting on a four-wheeled vehicle in the midst of everyone's escort.