"Brothers, take off your armor and take off your helmet!"

The Demon Temple Guard General gave an order, and thousands of Demon Warriors took off their armor and cut their hair with the weapons in their hands.

Wen Fan in the sky was watching the Rat Clan army devouring the Demon Army like a whirlwind, Wu Xiong suddenly reported in a loud voice, "Lord Wen! There is a situation, there is a demon army in the southwest who threw their helmets into the sky, this is the meaning of surrender!"

Wen Fan disagreed, and said disdainfully: "Be scared by rats, don't want such people to surrender, they don't have blood in their bones!"

Wu Xiong explained: "No, Lord Wen, the banner of the devil is also in that direction, could it be that the devil is afraid of death?"

"Huh?" Wen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then ordered, "Senior, let's go over and take a look, the ghost-faced senior should pay attention to defense, be careful that this is the trick of the devil!"

"Yes, Lord Wen!"

Wu Xiong's wings retracted and rushed down like a streamer, and the ghost-faced centipede formed a circle around the back of the corpse-eating blood bat to protect Wen Fan in the middle.

When Wu Xiong flew to a position only a few dozen zhang from the ground, Wen Fan saw the situation on the ground clearly, a demon army team of thousands of people knelt down on one knee and formed a circle, a big flag was erected in the middle, and a burly man was shirtless, his hair was scattered, and he raised his head to look at Wu Xiong in the air.

"My lord! I am Zeng Kun, the general of the Demon Palace, and I am the Demon Lord's Seven Sons Bazhen, and my brothers have decided to rebel against the Demon Realm because of their dissatisfaction with the Demon Son's violence!

Zeng Kun also knelt on the ground after speaking, threw the weapon in his hand to the ground, and at the same time withdrew his divine sense.

Wen Fan intuitively thought that this was not like a trick, and resolutely said: "Senior, let's go down!"

Wu Xiong hesitated: "Lord Wen, why don't we wait for our people to come over and then go down, if this is a conspiracy, we won't be able to go down again!"

"It's okay, let's go down!" Wen Fan looked confident.

Wu Xiong hesitated for a moment or slowly descended according to Wen Fan's order, until he landed steadily on the ground and was not attacked, then he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly, and he and Ghost Face protected Wen Fan in the middle.

When Zeng Kun saw the person coming, he hurriedly threw his body on the ground, and said extremely respectfully: "My lord, my subordinates are brave, may I ask where your lord is sacred?"

Wen Fan's burgundy hair fluttered in the wind, his tall figure stood proudly, and he said with a solemn expression: "I am Wen Fan, the leader of the Divine Craftsman Alliance of the Eight Sect Hall of the Southeast Continent of the Divine Realm, the general, please stand up and speak." ”

Zeng Kun got up and saluted Wen Fan again, and said respectfully: "I have seen the Lord of the Wen League, my subordinates already have the heart of death, as a warrior, betrayal and surrender are the greatest shame! But we can't die for a person who is not worthy of our lives! The son of the Demon Lord, Ba Zhen, is here, so he will hand it over to the Lord of the Wen League!"

Wen Fan looked at the man who was shrunk into a ball of closed eyes on the ground, it turned out that he was the seventh son of the demon lord, Bazhen, at this time, his divine consciousness was complete, and his dantian breath was very weak.

In a flash of thought, Wen Fan took Ba Zhen into the Netherworld, and now even if the demon army has any conspiracy, he is not afraid.

Zeng Kun, the general of the Demon Palace, didn't pay attention, and the demon beside him had already disappeared, which made him a little shocked, and he looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

If the previous respect was due to the fact that the other party was the winner, then now it is due to the mysterious strength of the other party.

Zeng Kun looked around with relief, except for the thousands of demon troops around him, the battle on the battlefield was nearing the end, except for the demon army outside the east city, the demon army was almost completely wiped out, the boundless rat clan occupied the entire battlefield, and their team was also surrounded.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the rat clans, large and small, who were getting closer and closer, stood up straight with small eyes, these ugly things that were usually not worth mentioning in their eyes had now become demons in their eyes, making the few thousand people who remained fearful.

Zeng Kun knew that they had no chance, but he still said to Wen Fan without humility or arrogance: "Lord Wen League, the demon army has been defeated, and we know that we will not escape death, but there is something I want to ask the Lord of Wen League to agree!"

Wen Fan smiled, he didn't like these people who had betrayed his master, but he couldn't do it if he ordered him to kill these people who had given up resistance.

Wu Xiong saw Wen Fan so hurriedly said, "Lord Wen, these people from the demon clan can't stay!"

Thousands of demon warriors looked at Wen Fan with sincere fear, now their life and death were in the hands of this person, but they also clearly knew that their chances of survival were too slim.

"Lord Wen, what's going on here? I'm still waiting to drive the demon army to Xicheng, but it doesn't seem necessary now. The battle in the ambush in the valley arrived in a hurry, looked at Zeng Kun and asked.

"Ruthless, this is Zeng Kun, the general of the Demon Palace's guards, and the Demon Lord's seventh son, Ba Zhen, was ordered to fight in the Yellow Dragon Palace, but because the Demon Son was violent, he surrendered in the battle. ”

Hearing this, Zhan Wuru became excited, looked around and said, "Where is the son of the demon lord? Where is it? I have to kill him today! I want to avenge Sister Huan'er!"

"Ruthless, Ba Zhen was sealed by General Zeng with divine consciousness and dantian, and now I have been accepted into the Netherworld, how do you think General Zeng can be placed?"

"Put a bird poop! Kill them! It's useless for them to live, if they can betray others, they will betray you in the future, Lord Wen must not leave a disaster because of a moment of kindness!"

How could Wen Fan not understand this truth, but he felt that Zeng Kun was not that kind of person, and it was impossible for him to let the people of the demon world fight for him now, they had demon seeds in them.

Zeng Kun's face was like ashes, and he said gloomily: "Lord Wenmeng, my brothers and I already knew that we would die, please take the initiative in Wenmeng!"

Wen Fan pondered for a moment and said, "General Zeng, I didn't say that I would kill you, but I won't let you return to the Demon Realm, I will imprison you before the end of the Great War of Gods and Demons, what do you think?"

"It's all up to the Lord of the Literary Alliance!"

Wen Fan felt that it was better to kill these people than to take them into the Netherworld, as long as they entered the Netherworld, they would no longer be warriors in the Demon Realm, and they would receive the baptism of the origin like those creatures in the mansion.

Thousands of demon warriors were taken into the Netherworld Mansion by Wen Fan, and Wen Fan arranged them in the land of ice and snow.

Although Zhan Wuru and Wu Xiong did not approve of Wen Fan leaving their lives, they did not act excessively, they knew the magic of the Netherworld very well, and entering the Netherworld was equivalent to becoming a citizen of Wen Fan, and there was no threat.

――――――Today, on the 70th anniversary of the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, we solemnly commemorate this heroic feat of defending national independence and national dignity of the Chinese people in order to remember history, cherish the memory of the martyrs, reflect on the lessons, sum up experience, and maintain peace forever. ―――――― the demon army has been destroyed, and there are white bones all over the front of the east city gate, Wen Fan is stepping on the white bones to converge in the direction of Gu Shengzi, and now only the demon army is still desperately resisting.

Without the demons in the rear, the demon army has no way to retreat, there are Glen's sea monsters led by Huanqing on the periphery, there are divine beasts such as Gu Shengzi inside, there are Lei Datou and the rat army on the south side, and there are divine beasts such as gluttonous bulls under the city gate, this is a battle without suspense!

"Lord Wen!"

Gu Shengzi saw Wen Fan and hurriedly stepped forward, and said with a guilty face: "Lord Wen, it seems that I am really old, and there are many people I have brought with me, but it has not ended the battle until now, please punish Lord Wen!"

Wen Fan said with a smile: "The seniors are modest, in fact, there are far less demon armies in the other three directions, and it is already commendable that the seniors can hold on until we arrive, please don't blame yourself, pass on my orders, and try to avoid killing in the battle against the demon clan, with the goal of losing their combat effectiveness!"

"Yes!

Wen Fan was no longer involved in the battle, and now he was thinking about where he should go next.

"Senior Wu Xiong, quickly go to the southern valley and let Lei Datou come back, and the Rat Clan army will stand by!"

"Yes, Mr. Wen. ”

"Long Ao obeys orders!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"Long Aoda, leave eight Yaksha gods in the Yellow Dragon Palace, and all the demon beasts to guard the Yellow Dragon Palace, you will temporarily serve as the hall master of the Yellow Dragon Palace, and let the leader of the Flying Fish Clan come to see me!"

Long Aoda's face was embarrassed, "Lord Wen League, I don't want to be the hall master, I want to follow the Lord of Wen League to continue the battle!"

Wen Fan actually couldn't find anyone else to take this position, Long Aoda should really follow him, after all, he was the head of the Yaksha God of the Sea of Glenn, and his leadership and convening ability were also the first person under the Sea God.

Long Aoda didn't want Wen Fan and couldn't force it, he was Hu Butao's subordinate, so it stands to reason that he didn't need to listen to Wen Fan's orders, but Long Aoda didn't want to stay in this place where there was no fight.

It was at this time that Lei Datou came.

"Master Wen, I'm back. ”

Wen Fan patted Lei Datou's shoulder and complained: "Datou, if you had said that there were hundreds of millions of your army here, why would I bother to bother, and how could I let a few seniors be seriously injured!"

"Lord Wen has been wronged! I didn't know before, I only met the patriarch of the rat clan in the vicinity when I arrived in Xicheng, they were forced out of the ground by Huanqing's poisonous gas, so I asked him to gather all the rat clans within a radius of a hundred miles to come to fight!"

"I see, that's my fault for you, this time you have made a great contribution!"

"Hehe, Master Wen has won the prize. Lei Datou scratched his head a little embarrassed, and pointed to a small man behind him and introduced: "Lord Wen, this is the gray rat hunting king Lei Wa here, a ninth-level demon saint." ”

"I've seen Lord Wen!"

Wen Fan looked down and saw that the man was no more than three feet tall, with a small head and short hair, small eyes like black beans, and a thief spirit, with two small mustaches and a small shovel in his hand.

"Yes, Reva, how many people do you have?"

Reva touched her mustache, pondered for a moment, and then replied sharply: "Lord Palindrome, I don't know how many people I have, because every day it is increasing, uh, there are tens of millions of people who can turn into human form." ”

Wen Fan gasped, this is too terrifying!

To be continued