Chapter 1545: The aftermath of the war

The rain sword of hundreds of millions of zhang is so majestic.

From afar, it looks like the sky is falling.

Looking down from the sky, tens of millions of divine troops, densely packed, like ants, were killed by a sword.

Countless supernatural powers erupted, and this was the attack of all the soldiers in the divine army, eager to be able to resist this sword.

But this rain divine sword is too powerful, as if a god king realm has smashed down, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, all the space is directly crushed, turning into a large area of nothingness.

Eventually, the sword fell, smashing into the divine army.

The rain was turbulent and swept through thousands of people, and the power of the god king contained in it completely exploded at this moment, shattering everything.

Whether it's the void, time and space, supernatural powers, or divine magic, they are all crushed.

Countless gods were slain by this sword, and they were wiped out, and even their bones could not be kept.

This is the most terrifying sword capable of destroying all beings.

When the rain steamed and the divine sword dispersed, less than half of the tens of thousands of divine troops remained.

The earth was littered with blood, bones, and broken arms.

More than five million divine armies were directly annihilated under this sword.

This sword cut off the attack of the divine army.

It also scared all the soldiers of the Divine Army.

For a time, the blood was surging, the divine army retreated, and only Xicheng, like an island in this blood water, stood for eternity.

"We've won!"

In the West City, I don't know who shouted, and it immediately ignited the entire demon army.

In an instant, countless people let out excited shouts, and the sound shook the sky and fluctuated throughout the audience.

All the demon gods, looking at the divine army outside the city that was rapidly retreating, had a strong and extreme joy in their hearts.

It is the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and it is difficult to express in words.

Swish!

A figure fell from the sky and fell into Xicheng, and finally smashed a huge pit in Xicheng.

In the deep pit, a scarred and extremely tired figure walked out.

"Lord Nine Demons!"

"Lord Nine Demons!"

"Lord Nine Demons!"

Seeing this figure, all the demon gods knelt on one knee, lowered their proud heads, and spoke respectfully.

It was this man who, at a critical juncture, turned the tide and saved the entire Xicheng.

It was also this man who killed the God King of Robbery and the other five god kings, making the heavens cry and fall.

It was still this man, condensing water into a sword, killing five million divine troops with one sword, saving Xicheng from war.

At this moment, this figure is so tall and so brilliant.

It is firmly remembered by everyone's demon gods.

Even if it is thousands of years, it will never be extinguished.

At this moment, Zhang Jian is the strongest hero in their minds.

Zhang Jian handed over the post-war affairs to the other deputy commanders, and he himself walked into the magic tower with the seriously injured Taurus and White Aries leaders.

In the magic tower, in that bizarre space, Pharaoh Quinn was extremely old, and his whole person was like a walking skeleton, and only skin and bones were left.

On his body, there was not the slightest demonic aura, and there was even more rich dead aura spreading out from his body.

He was dying.

He injected the magic tower's 10,000-year-old demonic qi into Zhang Jian's body, and although he raised Zhang Jian to the ninth level of the God King Realm, he also paid a great price.

The price of this is death.

"Pharaoh Quinn, I'm glad I didn't disgrace my life!"

Zhang Jian took the Golden Bull Commander and the Aries Commander, looked at the dying Pharaoh Quinn, and grinned.

"You're doing a good job, I'm for the demons, thank you!"

Pharaoh Quinn's eyelids were about to fall, and he struggled to speak at this time, his voice was very weak, but there was also a smile on his face.

But after saying this, his eyelids were completely closed, his head hung weakly, and the rich death air drowned him, and he was completely lifeless.

Pharaoh Quinn, has fallen.

Zhang Jian already knew that this was the result, and he was not surprised, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

The Battle of Xicheng, the biggest war between gods and demons in 10,000 years, came to an end.

It shook the gods and demons.

And in this war, a name is remembered by everyone and passed on to the two armies.

Nine Demons!

A rising star of the demon race, attacked the material land at night, seriously injured the Xuanfeng God King, and even got the power of the magic tower to kill the God King of the Robbery, kill the five god kings, and destroy the five million god army.

One by one, the results were rolled out, and everyone was shocked.

Since then, the name Nine Demons has been completely remembered by everyone.

And this war, whether it is the god army or the demon army, they have suffered heavy losses.

It can be said that this is a lose-lose war.

Among the Divine Army, tens of millions of Divine Troops were killed and wounded, and six Divine Kings were killed, including the Divine Kings from the Immortal Emperor Clan.

And among the demon armies.

The entire western city was shattered and turned into ruins.

Of the tens of thousands of demon gods, there are less than three million left.

The Twin Rulers were killed in battle, and the Golden Bull Ruler and the Aries Ruler were seriously wounded.

There was also the sacrifice of Pharaoh Quinn.

This is also an unbearable loss for the demon army.

The whole country mourns.

This battle shook the five heavenly demons of the demon race, and they sent a new demon god to Xicheng to rebuild the new city on top of the ruins.

And a new pharaoh has come to rebuild the magic tower.

The Battle of Xicheng is over, but the war is not over.

Everyone, wipe away tears, wipe away bloodstains, set foot on the battlefield again, and fight for the race.

This is a war of race without right or wrong.

As long as one party is not extinct, it will always exist, forever.

The new pharaoh's name is Kuimin, who is said to be the younger brother of Pharaoh Quinn.

His arrival not only brought the magic tower, but also a new demon army, as well as countless treasures.

The most important of these is the reward from the Five Heavenly Demons.

This time in the Battle of Xicheng, in the face of a large-scale attack by 20 million divine troops, not only kept Xicheng, but also killed six god kings.

This move was greatly praised by the five heavenly demons, so the reward would not be less.

All the demon gods have been rewarded, and everyone is happy.

And the Golden Bull Commander and the Aries Commander, after recovering from their injuries, also received their respective rewards.

In the end, there was only one person in the whole West City, and he had not yet been rewarded.

This person is Zhang Jian.

But in the end, Pharaoh Kuiming finally summoned Zhang Jian.

In the familiar magic tower, Zhang Jian stood in it, but he could never see the Queen's Pharaoh who gave up himself and fulfilled everyone.

In front of Zhang Jian, standing was an old man who was younger than Pharaoh Quinn and more serious than Pharaoh Quinn.

Pharaoh Quemin and Pharaoh Quinn are worthy of being brothers, and they look very similar.

At this time, Zhang Jian faced Pharaoh Kuiming, as if he had returned to the appearance of seeing Pharaoh Quinn for the first time.

"Nine Demons, are you guilty?"

However, unexpectedly, Pharaoh Quemin's first words were not praise, not heavy, but questioning.

Ask a hero who turned the tide and saved the entire West City and three million demon gods?