The Sui'an Mountains and the Death Mountains overlap at the Huangtu border, forming a huge plain. This plain is the place where the most bones are buried in the Sui'an Continent, and for thousands of years, countless wars between the human and demon races have spilled how much blood has been spilled.

Today, the plain was once again shrouded in blood, turning into a sea of blood. Fortunately, the armies of both humans and demons are not among them.

In the center of the battlefield, there were only two abrupt figures.

Qu Chuan and the Demon of Killing.

Qu Chuan was holding a spear in his hand and stabbed at the demon of slaughter lying on the ground. But when he was only a fraction of a millimeter away from the Demon of Slaughter, he couldn't go any further.

"Move!"

"Just a little bit!"

"What's going on!"

The Terrans couldn't help but shout and urge. The Holy Maiden and the Light Dharma King noticed something unusual, glanced at each other, quietly withdrew the forbidden technique, and approached Qu Chuan.

Qu Chuan's whole body was trembling slightly, sweat and blood were mixed, and he could hardly see his appearance, only those eyes widened unwillingly, and his eyeballs almost burst out, like a demon, like a gentle and elegant temperament on weekdays.

One step further, just one point, and the Demon of Slaughter will be dead!

Qu Chuan kept urging himself in his heart, but the space around him was like a sponge full of water, making it difficult for him to move forward. Qu Chuan knew that Bei Wuming had made a move. Only Bei Wuming can stop his actions in the air.

Unwillingness and despair permeated Qu Chuan's heart.

If you can't kill the demon of killing, you will die the next moment. Emperor Tianming and the Medicine Saint Cangxi are dead, and if something happens to him again, the Terrans will lose their last advantage.

He didn't dare to die!

"Ahh Qu Chuan didn't dare to stay, and immediately retreated thousands of miles.

The next second. A chain of blood pierced through the space.

The Holy Maiden and the Light King caught Qu Chuan, and the gentle light element flickered wildly, quickly healing Qu Chuan's injuries.

"Hah—that's fast enough." A grim laugh rang out, and the chain of blood wriggled like a snake, rolling up the mortally wounded demon on the ground. The blood light condensed into a blood-colored person, and Bei Wuming looked more like a monster than a month ago.

Qu Chuan gradually eased up under the treatment of the two light kings, and after seeing the human form condensed by Bei Wuming, his pupils dilated, and he said coldly, "Don't dare to show the body, when will the turtle with a shrunken head do!" ”

"Shrunken turtle?" Bei Wuming's tone was gloomy, and his body shot out a few blood chains and pounced, "To deal with you, I am not worthy of this seat to go out in person!" ”

"Ding Ding Ding-" The two Dharma Kings protected Qu Chuan behind them, holding Lingwu and constantly patting the blood chain, but every time they attacked, the powerful force shook the two of them back, and the extremely corrosive blood qi that came over after Lingwu and the blood chain fought also entangled the two of them more and more difficult to maintain.

"What the hell is this monster?!" The male king couldn't help but scold.

"Presumptuous—" Bei Wuming's sharp voice was obviously displeased, and more blood chains rushed towards the three of them.

On the other side, in the depths of the coalition camp, Mu Shi, who had been in a coma for a month, finally opened his eyes, a pair of confused and empty eyes gradually moistened, and a tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eye.

Mu Shi slowly crawled out of the Danxue Jingding, she didn't know how long she had been floating in that ethereal world, and she didn't even know how to walk anymore. As soon as he came out, he saw the old man lying on the ground, Mu Shi was shocked, staggered to Cangxi's side, knelt down with a plop, and looked at the old man who had lost his life with gray hair, and couldn't speak for a while.

The old man's eyes were still open, and his cloudy eyes were staring at Danxue Jingding, not knowing whether he wanted to see his disciple or come out, or if he was looking at another person through Danxue Jingding.

Mu Shi trembled and stretched out his hand, covering the old man's eyes, tears burst down the embankment, and he gasped and whispered, "Master...... Miyaka Senpai knows that you didn't break off with him, and he's very happy...... He said that you would meet again in another world......"

The cold eyes under the palm slowly closed, as if finally relieved.

The curtain behind Mu Shi slowly opened, and a figure quietly walked behind Mu Shi, leaned over and gently hugged Mu Shi in his arms, and his deep voice was gentle and distressed, "Don't cry." ”

Mu Shi couldn't hold back any longer, turned around and threw himself into his warm embrace and cried, "Beiye, he's dead, Master, he's dead!" I'm sorry for him, I'm not a good apprentice, I promised to go back to Li Guo to accompany him to live with him after the incident! ”

Beiye patted Mu Shi's back gently, his body was also trembling, he was happy that Mu Shi survived, but also afraid of this matter, his arms tightly held Mu Shi in his arms, and whispered constantly to reassure, "He won't blame you...... It's not your fault... It's not your fault......."

On the plains, although the seriously injured Qu Chuan was temporarily healed, the price of burning his soul also made him unable to fight anymore, and he could only watch the holy woman and the male Dharma King retreat with him in embarrassment. Although the other kings wanted to help, they were restrained by the powerhouses of the demon clan at this time.

As long as Qu Chuan dies, the Terrans will lose their last protection. As for the Demon Emperor, it is impossible to tear his face for the sake of the human race and the demon race.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding-" The sound of metal clashing continued, the forehead of the saint was densely covered with beads of sweat, and the white and tender hands were rusty and parasitic, which was already full of decay. The other Dharma King was no better.

"How embarrassing it is to look at you being played with by me like rats, in front of so many soldiers—" Bei Wu laughed loudly, drawing angry glances from the coalition forces, but he dared not speak.

"That's it, it's boring, I'm not going to play with you-" Bei Wuming chuckled, his blood-colored hand sleeves shook, and nine blood chains shot out, splitting into three strands and rushing towards Qu Chuan and the three of them.

Both the saint and the male Dharma King showed a look of despair in their eyes, and with three more words, they were already powerless to fight.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang-" Just as the blood chain swept over like a poisonous snake, two figures suddenly appeared, as if they were supposed to be there. The golden flame and the huge fire palm converged accordingly, exploding the nine blood chains one by one.

"Tsk, you're not dead yet?" Bei Wuming looked at the figure that appeared in surprise.

"Mu Shi!? And that little demon emperor? The saint was pleasantly surprised.

Mu Shi snorted coldly, withdrew the medicinal fire and threw it at the holy maiden, burning the remaining blood chains one by one.

Bei Wuming saw that his blood chain was so strongly restrained by Mu Shi's medicinal fire, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his blood-red eyes. Seeing this, Bei Ye quietly blocked in front of Mu Shi, looked at Bei Wuming coldly and said lightly, "It's good luck that it was repaired so quickly." ”

Bei Wuming smiled, "Yes, I can't thank my good nephew for reminding me." ”

Bei Ye's expression was meaningless, "No thanks, are you sure you want to fight us now?" ”

"Yo, this is not married yet, but the husband and wife are together, which is really enviable." Bei Wuming sneered and sneered, and for some reason Mu Shi heard a sour taste. So he smiled and said, "Uncle has won the prize." ”

"You!" Bei Wuming's tone was choked, and Mu Shi really didn't expect to call him uncle.

"Huh." Kitaya couldn't help but laugh.

"Hmph, sharp-toothed little girl. Right now, yours is nothing more than his oil bottle, trying to threaten me, dreaming! Bei Wuming waved his hand, and ten blood chains rushed out.

Beiye whispered to Mu Shi not to move, and stepped forward to block the blood chain one by one, "Is it dragging the oil bottle, it's not up to you to decide." ”

Bei Wuming's face became more and more gloomy, and he said in a gloomy tone, "Bei Ye, for the sake of you being the only male in the Northern Emperor Vein, I will give you one last chance, do you have to go against me?" ”

Beiye smiled indifferently, "You have asked this sentence several times." ”

"Good! Good! Good! Bei Wuming said three good in a row, and then turned around and left suddenly.

Saint:...?

Qu Chuan: ......

Bei Ye and Mu Shi expected this scene, turned around and took Mu Shi's hand and walked in front of Qu Chuan and the others, and said calmly, "The demon clan will not send troops anymore, and you can also disband the coalition army." ”

"Why?" Qu Chuan was a little puzzled, and couldn't help coughing twice in excitement, "If he is afraid of you, why don't you catch up." ”

"He's not jealous, he's not wanting to sacrifice senselessly." A clear laugh sounded, and the uninhibited figure of the Demon Emperor slowly condensed in the air, and glanced at Mu Shi and Beiye meaningfully, and then walked in front of Beiye and patted Beiye on the shoulder, "The young man is good, dare to fight him." ”

Bei Ye hooked his lips, which was in response to him.

"What's going on?" The holy woman helped Qu Chuan and walked over, "Why would Bei Wuming retreat easily." ”

"That's just his incarnation, and his body is still in the center of the big array." The Demon Emperor pursed his lips, "Naturally, it is not the opponent of this little Demon Emperor brother." Besides, there is also a king and dean Qu here, and the demon of killing has been seriously injured and lost his combat power, so he will naturally suffer a loss when he fights. ”

Qu Chuan looked at the large array above his head, "What exactly does he want to do?" ”

"You'll find out soon." Bei Ye said softly, holding Mu Shi's hand and gradually clenching it, Mu Shi gently pinched Bei Ye's hand in response.

As if the Northern Night was enlisted, the large array suddenly spun at high speed, and the blood light turned into a blood-red tornado, and a huge suction force was generated, as if it was about to suck everything into it.

Stones, trees, flowers...... All of them rose from the ground, and the soldiers on the edge of the battlefield had relatively low strength, and they were sucked into hurriedly hugging the people around them.

All of a sudden, people turned on their backs, screaming incessantly.

"Retreat! Exit the Plains! The shouts of the generals immediately rang out, trying to maintain order.

And the demon clan itself was close to the Death Mountain Range, and there was nowhere to hide, and the demon soldiers with low strength struggled for a moment before being sucked into it one by one, and let out desperate cries for help.

Under the demons, all of them were sucked in.

The sound of flesh tearing apart kept ringing, and countless blood spilled out of the blood-colored tornado.

The powerhouses on the demon clan's side were all shocked, did Bei Wuming sacrifice his own people again?!