The wind swept the blood-colored sand, drifting.

The first few breaths of killing shook the sky, and the battlefield with surging battle spirit turned into clouds of smoke after the demon king's wild laughter.

The land within a hundred miles of the Broken Demon City seemed to have experienced the calm before the storm, and now it had fallen into the dead silence after the storm.

Seeing that the Demon King was not only not killed, but became more powerful, almost all the people in the Demon Breaking City felt that their hearts fell, and they couldn't breathe.

They didn't know what the demon king's "he" meant and what "half a lake" meant, but they understood that their last hope was shattered.

The holy sword was held high above the head of the demon king, the sword and the demon body were facing away from the sun, and a huge shadow was cast on the earth, and they stood in the shadow of this piece.

Ye Qingzhou's whole body was covered in blood, his flowing robe had become a ragged blood cloth, his dusty face was also full of blood marks, his hair was unkempt, his body was full of blood and mud, he had long lost the appearance of the master of a faction, he looked back at the people of the Broken Demon City behind him, all of them were gloomy, and their eyes revealed the light of death, even the two heads of Tianren and Xishang Valley shook their heads and sighed, without the slightest sense of war.

Roar!

Suddenly, a mountain of cheers broke the silence and rose to the sky!

Countless demon beasts roared in the sky, celebrating the victory of the demon king and inspiring the power of the demon king!

The roar of the boiling sky covered hundreds of miles, and all the voices were extinguished, like a heavy hammer, smashing into the hearts of the people in the Broken Demon City, everyone and the demons were silent, like a piece of dead leaves in the cold and cold wind, thoughtless, waiting for the moment when the vitality completely dissipated and the ashes were empty.

Occasionally, I laughed miserably, it turned out that I was obsessed, and I couldn't break free from fate after all......

Life is really ridiculous, since it will make me wait to wither in the cold wind, why let me wait to be born in the spring breeze......

Visitors can stretch out their hands at will, and I can be in the prime of youth, but what ......

But—

Has the life that is born to die ever been completely cut off from the world, and has it ever retreated because of death?

The strength of life, even if it dies, will be turned into a dead leaf, and a noisy flame will be ignited that will make the cold wind retreat!

In the midst of the deafening cheers, suddenly a blood shadow floated to several demon elders.

"Elders, please join forces with the poor Dao to reclaim the Holy Sword. ”

The person who came was Ye Qingzhou, he was covered in blood, but his eyes were different from those of other Demon Breaker City, calm and confident, just like the long sword in his hand that drank countless blood but still shone cold.

"But ......"

Ye Qingzhou didn't let the demon clan elder continue, he understood how crazy his words were, because retrieving the holy knife meant killing the demon king, and killing the demon king was not a possible thing at this moment, the morale was strong before and the holy knife helped but failed to kill the demon king, at this time, the demon king's strength doubled, the holy knife was surrendered, and the morale of the people in the demon city was low, how could he kill it?

He came, not to discuss with the demon elders, but to inform the other party.

Because they have no choice.

People say: Don't worry about winning, think about defeat first.

But for Ye Qingzhou and others, worrying about defeat means defeat!

This is a battle that can only be won, because if you lose, everything will be over.

"Let's fight. ”

Ye Qingzhou looked at several demon clan elders and said two words quietly, without transmitting with great strength or shouting loudly, but calmly said these two words in the cheers of the demon clan, the tone was not light or heavy, not hurried or slow, as if it was not "fight", but "let's go".

But all the elders heard his voice very clearly, and they were sure that the word was "war"!

Ye Qingzhou turned away, and at the moment he turned around, a fierce force that was even more crazy than a demon beast suddenly erupted in his calm eyes, even bloody, even hideous! A cold light like a slash from the Nine Shadows suddenly lit up, illuminating his front!

"Kill!"

Ye Qingzhou raised his head to the sky and roared, and the cold sword shot through the sky! Where a cold light pointed, the demon beasts fell in pieces, and the blood swayed in the sky, in that huge shadow, it seemed to jump a little in the dark night candle flame!

"Kill!"

Ye Qingzhou continued to shout, killing the demon clan in front of him while heading straight towards the demon king!

"Kill!"

This voice did not have any powerful blessing of the shout, but it gradually came out in the earth-shattering noise of the demon clan, even if it was hoarse, even if it was weak, but all the people in the Demon Breaking City who heard this shout were stunned, and their hearts were empty!

Because this cry is a struggle against despair!

Because this cry is a roar from the Terrans!

Because this cry is like spring returning to the earth!

The people of the Broken Demon City, who were empty in their hearts, suddenly felt their heartbeat again, and once again felt their breathing, although the heartbeat was still heavy, and the air was still turbid.

But they did feel it.

Then, they found themselves trembling, and the weapons in their hands couldn't stop ringing!

It's not fear, it's not excitement, it's the soul's recklessness after hearing the drums of war!

Like a butterfly flapping its wings in the wind and rain, as if a bird is crashing into a cage!

There is no need to worry about the consequences, because you can only choose success!

"Kill !!"

shouted and roared, after Ye Qingzhou's shout, like the fire of the prairie ignited by the light of the stars, in just a few moments, a battle intent Lingyun, not lost to the roar of the demon clan's cheers, rushing into the sky!

In the shouting of killing, countless blood flowers bloomed at the same time, and the demon clan elder killed a large area of the demon clan with a wave of his hand, stepped into the sky, and roared loudly: "The people of the holy clan listen to my orders, kill the demon king!"

The moment the command came out, all the Blood Devouring Demon Clans quickly gathered around several elders, converging into a blood-colored torrent, surging towards the Demon King!

An old man with a height of fifty zhang looked at the rapidly surging battlefield, while blasting away a group of demon beasts that rushed towards him, and said to the three princes hiding in his hair: "Three highnesses, be careful!"

With that, with a roar of rage, he strode out! A dazzling red flame rose from his whole body, stepping on the corpse of the demon clan, and rushing towards the demon king!

On the left and right of this old man, there are three old men, one is holding a war spear, and the spears are like rain all over his body, but whenever a demon beast approaches, he will be crushed into a blood mist; one has golden eyes like blazing, his sleeves are fluttering, and there is a fiery red danfeng dozens of feet big under his feet; and one has dazzling golden arms and fists, it is a flesh and blood path!

All the people in the Broken Demon City have gone crazy at this moment, they have forgotten their pain, they have forgotten their fear, and there are only three words left in their hearts-

Kill the Demon King!