The ten black wings behind the leader of the person, the black streamer on the wings lingered, and combined with the person's not too old face and purple eyes, it looked awe-inspiring and inviolable.

The Demon Saint stood in the void, standing with his hands in his hands, and the majestic pressure swept out of his body, the void seemed to freeze for it, and the dark demonic energy was pervasive, and the air everywhere he passed became extremely viscous, making it difficult to breathe and move.

The faces of Beisheng and the others were solemn to the extreme, not only them, but also the emperors of the human race, whose faces changed drastically, and they only then understood how terrifying the true strength of the demon race was.

In the next second, more than a dozen figures walked out of the demon camp, standing on the same line as the first demon saint, and the vast demonic qi rushed into the sky, as if a hole had been opened in the sky, a total of nineteen demonic qi formed a shocking beam, and each beam released the breath of suppressing the Northern Saint.

Nineteen Holy Emperor powerhouses!

In the Terran camp, except for the faces of the Southern Saint and the Ten Grandmasters, the faces of the rest of the Saints were difficult to see one by one, this is the tip of the true strength of the Demon Race, just with the nineteen people present, it is enough to crush the Holy Alliance countless times.

If it weren't for the fact that he had only learned about the existence of the human race and the nine clans in the past few days, the saints present would probably have been unable to withstand this terrifying coercion and would have collapsed.

Ma Tianrui and the others looked up at the nineteen Holy Emperor powerhouses, their faces were extremely solemn, they glanced left and right, and found that Dongfang Yanhuan's face was a little calm, and they couldn't help but be a little speechless: "Don't you feel afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? The Nine Clans haven't arrived yet. ”

"They're giving us a bad shot. Ma Tianrui sighed, and Dongfang Yanhuan nodded: "That's right, the vast majority of people in the Holy Alliance are suspicious of the Nine Clans, if the Nine Clans will not appear, the Terrans may not have the confidence to fight again, and most of the Saints will probably surrender directly to save a bloodline." ”

"Besides, it's just the demons. ”

At the moment when Dongfang Yanhuan's words fell, the blood qi that permeated the land of Fengzhou suddenly surged, Bei Sheng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, the ice and snow swept down the sky, freezing the blood qi surging around the Terran camp, making it impossible to affect the emperor powerhouse of the Terran race.

The nineteen Holy Emperors of the Demon Clan only released their own demonic energy, and suppressed all the surging blood qi, and a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the leader Demon Saint, and he looked to the left and said in a cold voice: "A group of things that are not human and ghost, do you need this seat to pull you out?!"

"Hahaha..." With a burst of laughter, I saw that on the left side of the demon camp, a figure wearing a blood-colored robe appeared, and in an instant, the rich blood power spread, raging in all directions like a storm, but it was surging towards the demon camp.

"I've been asleep for billions of years, Mo Li, let this saint come to see if your body is rusty!" This was a slightly old voice, I saw this blood clan elder raise his right hand slightly, and in an instant, the blood power between heaven and earth turned into countless long dragons and swept towards the leader of the demon saint.

Mo Li sneered: "This seat was born a few years ago, you old thing only woke up a few days ago, and you still want to compete with this seat?"

A black sun slowly rose behind Mo Li, and the pattern of a pair of wings gradually emerged in the black sun, only to hear a crisp sound, the wings flew out of the black sun, rising against the storm, and countless black feathers flew out like sharp swords, colliding with the blood-colored dragon in the sky.

The dazzling brilliance exploded in the sky, and it passed in all directions, and the face of the Northern Sage was difficult to see, because the battle between the two races of blood and demon completely ignored the existence of the human race!

"All the saints, take action!" the Northern Saint snorted and took the lead in making a move, and the other nineteen saints did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and they all exerted their respective powers to resist the aftermath of the explosion of demonic qi and blood power.

But even so, there were several saints whose faces turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and in just a moment, the confrontation between the two great Saint Emperor powerhouses injured these people, and this was the gap.

"Damn the guys!" The killing intent in Bei Sheng's eyes rose to the extreme, and with a flip of his right hand, a long sword with a whole body blue and white appeared in his hand.

"Frost-free!"

The cold ice sword intent swept out from his body, and the blue-white sword light rushed into the sky, turning into a huge lightsaber, and the Northern Sage slashed out with a sword with all his might, and in an instant, the ice and snow flew, and the frost between the heavens and the earth swept away, as if it had become a white world.

A cold sword light shot out from the sword in the Northern Sage's hand, freezing everything in its path, and this sword cut directly into the aftermath of the Demon Saint and the Blood Clan Elder, and it was visible to the naked eye that a layer of ice crystals was spreading at a very slow speed.

"Hey, there's a bit of a doorway. Mo Li said lightly.

"It's okay for people who are not of the Nine Clans to have such strength. "This is the voice of the Patriarch of the Blood Clan.

In the next second, the light in the sky dissipated, and the Yuan Force, Blood Power, and Demonic Qi disappeared in the sky in an instant, as if nothing had happened before.

Mo Li's gaze shifted to Bei Sheng's body, Bei Sheng's face was a little pale at this time, only he knew that the demonic qi and blood power just now were actively evacuated by the two of them, and his Yuan Force was passively annihilated, and the difference in strength between them was too great.

Mo Li glanced at Beisheng, then at the blue and white long sword in his hand, revealing a sudden expression: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still see the Hanfeng Sword." ”

The Blood Clan Elder snorted lightly: "Luck is good, but unfortunately, you won't live long after all." ”

Bei Sheng calmed down the boiling Yuan Force in his body, and said in a cold voice: "I may not die, and the human race may not die!"

"Stupid Terran, I've seen too many Terrans like you, and in the end I don't know how many people died at the hands of Izu, you're the weakest of them, I really don't know how you got to this point. There was a deep sense of disdain between the words of the Blood Clan Elder.

After that, he no longer paid attention to the Northern Sage, but looked at the nineteen saints beside the Northern Sage, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "The human race is really declining more and more, except for the Northern Sage, most of them are Saint Monarch-level garbage, if the nine clans have not fallen to this point, they will directly destroy the human race." ”

Mo Li raised his eyebrows: "If you want to destroy it now, you can do it, anyway, the people of the Nine Clans are not here." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Terran camp suddenly became nervous, and the basic gathering of the high-level Terran people present, if they were eliminated here, the Terran would definitely never be the opponent of the two blood and demon races again, and there would be a fault line among the younger generation.

Because there are 80% of the emperors of the Terran here, these are the backbone of the Terrans!

The Northern Sage's eyes narrowed, and the Yuan Force on his body unabashedly lingered, and the Western Sage, the Southern Sage, and the Ten Great Grandmasters were also all on guard, unabashedly relieving their determination.

The patriarch of the blood clan raised his eyebrows, and looked at the human race with interest, as if he was about to move, but after a while, he shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

"Can you hold back? Don't you like to suck the fresh blood of the Terran saints the most? Why, even this habit has changed?"

"I've lived too long, and such a boring challenge is not exciting at all, so it's better to find trouble with the Nine Clans, and leave these ants to others. The Blood Clan Patriarch said with a faint smile, but there was endless coldness in his smile.

"Blood Moon Xuanyin, you're having some fun. Mo Li said lightly.

Blood Moon Xuanyin was expressionless: "It's just boring, it's better to kill you first..."

Mo Li's eyes narrowed slightly: "If you have that ability, even if you come, this seat hasn't used your muscles and bones for a long time, and it is indeed a good idea to commemorate it with your blood." ”

There was a tendency for the blood power and the demonic qi to explode faintly, but the two of them didn't move for a while, and Mo Li waved his right hand: "Let you go today, sooner or later I will be you!"

"I'm looking forward to it. Blood Moon Xuanyin said lightly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Li's mouth, and it disappeared in a flash, and then he closed his eyes, and the wings behind him were also included in his body, and he stayed quietly in the void.

The previous conversation between the two did not put the Terrans in their eyes at all, it was completely ignored, but it is true, the two clans all appeared here are all the strong people of the Holy Emperor, that is the strong people at the apex of the Holy Throne, and the Terran camp has no strength to resist at all, if it weren't for the fact that these strong people look down on the strong people of the Holy Alliance, I'm afraid these people will not survive.

The young people who followed behind the Demon Saint and the Blood Clan Patriarch stared at the Terrans with contemptuous and arrogant faces, especially the eyes of the Blood Clan, as if they were looking at food.

"Na, this seat is a little boring, and I just woke up and my body bones are a little rusty, what kind of guy from the human race is the Northern Sage, come and practice two tricks with this seat. A Blood Clan Elder suddenly said to the Northern Saint Xiang Xuefeng.

He walked out on his own, standing taller than the Northern Sage, so he looked down on him: "Come, this seat promises not to kill you." ”

Beisheng clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger, this was complete provocation and contempt.

"Why, after all these years, the courage of the Terrans has been worn out?" said the Blood Patriarch with a scornful smile on his face.

Bei Sheng took a deep breath, he was in a dilemma, he didn't believe in the nonsense that the Blood Clan wouldn't kill him at all, if he died now, there really wouldn't be anyone in the Holy Alliance who could sit still.

But if not, the Terrans... Thinking of this, Bei Sheng looked down, most of the people from poor families had hope in their eyes, obviously not wanting the other party to despise him so much.

Sure enough, Hanmen still has a limited field of vision, and he can't see the deeper conspiracy clearly. Beisheng was a little helpless in his heart, they only knew that they couldn't lose face, but they couldn't think about what the consequences would be if something happened to them.

With a wry smile, Beisheng raised his head, his eyes became sharp, and the blood clan elder smiled defiantly: "Have you made up your mind? Then come on, I promise not to kill you!"

Beisheng opened his mouth and was about to speak, but at this time, an even more arrogant voice rang out—

"Do you have the guts to make a few moves with me? I promise not to kill you, Lesen Fishwind. ”

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(To be continued)

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