Yuan Yan's eyes suddenly widened, Changmo grabbed her shoulder, and said with a smile: "How?" Did I lie to you? ”

When the words fell, his expression changed, and he suddenly became serious.

This battle between gods and demons was fought in darkness, rolling black clouds were surging, war drums were roaring, and countless corpses were lying in the Sealed Demon Mountain, and the blood gathered in the flowing river, gradually dyeing a bloody path.

Changmo and He Yu fought against each other, both of them were leaders, and their own strength was not bad.

Yuan Yan hid behind a narrow and low rock to watch the battle, this was the first time she had seen such a bloody scene, the two were evenly matched, and they didn't know how long they didn't know how long they didn't decide the winner.

Her hand gripped the rock, and the rough sand rubbed against her fingertips, with a slight tingling pain, but Yuan Yan didn't care.

Her eyes have been on Changmo's figure, maybe she once had a relationship, or maybe she once got along day and night, Yuan Yan always has a sense of intimacy with Changmo.

After a short period of contact, she found that Changmo, who was the Demon Lord, was very good to her, and of course, sometimes it was annoying to scare her.

She had a bit of selfishness, and she didn't want Changmo to be injured in the battle between gods and demons.

He Yu didn't expect that Changmo's mana would increase greatly after breaking free from the shackles, even though he was at the top of his talent, but because of the immortality of his demons, his cultivation over the years was not as good as before.

This time, he took the initiative to ask Ying to lead the troops to kill Changmo, firstly, to break the heart demon, and secondly, to ......

With Yuan Yan's figure in his mind, He Yu struck with a backhand, and then split part of his mana to hit Yuan Yan who was hiding behind the rock.

Yuan Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and she just wanted to cast a spell to resist, but she saw a black shadow flash in front of her eyes, and Changmo hugged her waist and quickly took the person away.

With a wave of his long sleeves, he immediately counterattacked, and the two forces collided in the air and exploded in an instant.

The power of the swing directly ripples to the people around you.

He Yu was not idle, and while Changmo was protecting Yuan Yan, he directly dodged behind him, holding a demon slaying sword and striking through his abdomen.

The sound of the sword piercing the flesh and blood clearly sounded in Yuan Yan's ears.

Her face turned pale, and she saw Changmo knock He Yu back with a palm. The sword was drawn, and he clutched his bleeding abdomen, spurting red blood in one mouth.

Warm blood splashed on the black earth and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yuan Yan helped Changmo, but somehow, he suddenly panicked and scared, "Changmo, you...... How are you?! ”

The Demon Slaying Sword is an ancient artifact with infinite power, and most of the Demon Venerables of the past dynasties have died under this sword.

Looking at Yuan Yan's pale face, I didn't know that I thought she was injured.

Changmo touched her cheek and comforted, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

He Yu held the Demon Slaying Sword, the tip of the sword touched the ground, stabilizing his body that was about to retreat, and the silver-white sword body was dripping with bright blood, like blood beads rolling down drop by drop.

He stood opposite the two of them expressionlessly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, and when he wanted to make a move again, Yuan Yan used the artifact given to her by his father to repel him, and then disappeared in place with Changmo in an instant.

The power of the Heavenly Emperor is not something He Yu can contend with, and when he reacts, the person is gone.

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In the end of this battle between gods and demons, neither side ended up with the slightest benefit.

Demon Palace.

Yuan Yan hurriedly helped Changmo to the bed, and saw that his face was getting whiter and whiter, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

She patted Changmo's face, "You, you...... Don't die. ”

"The little girl is really useless, why are you crying? Don't cry. "The long friction was so badly injured that it was difficult to even speak.