Five hundred dust-sealing seniors converged, and the momentum was even more earth-shattering, faintly, because of their momentum, the entire space collapsed, and a kind of desolate aura swept the heavens and the earth, and the people suddenly felt trembling like ants.

Mo Wuxian looked ahead and said, "Seniors, I have you all the thanks!"

The five hundred powerhouses were silent, as if they had forgotten the pleasure of talking, and their eyes were only demonic qi in the distance.

Mo Wuxian was followed by all the strong men of the alliance, including all the strong men of the alliance, and this time, all the strong players of the alliance were concentrated, and they wanted to have a final decisive battle with the god of Chitaljia.

He pointed to the southwest and shouted, "Let's go!"

With that, he stepped on the flying sword and flew forward, and the people of the alliance followed closely.

The five hundred Feng Chen's seniors just looked into the distance lightly, and it wasn't until Mo Wuxian and the others became small that they took a step forward.

This step contained a certain rule, which allowed them to retract the distance of space, and in an instant, they appeared ten miles away, and in just a few strokes, they arrived at the land of demonic energy.

And Mo Wuxian and the others only flew half the distance.

They picked up speed and quickly streaked across the sky, and the battle ahead had already broken out.

The black gas covers the sky and the sun, together with the battle of the predecessors of the dust.

Mo Wuxian was horrified, in just three days, he had resurrected tens of thousands of demon soldiers, thousands of demon generals, hundreds of demon commanders, and ten demon venerables.

He secretly shouted that if he really did what the Fire Phoenix wanted, when Chitaljia went to collapse Tianzhu Mountain, the demons that might be resurrected would be even larger.

Mo Wuxian has naturally been here in this place, and the last time he came, it was the moment of the battle with Shentu Chenxu. In the blink of an eye, the depth of the battlefield deepened to the duel of peerless powerhouses.

They finally came closer, but they couldn't intervene for a while.

Five hundred Dust Sealing Seniors used their earth-shattering combat power to suppress this group of demons, and, under the powerful blow of their artifacts, the cannon fodder such as demon soldiers was destroyed in just an instant.

Mo Wuxian watched coldly, there were more than a thousand strong people behind him who were gearing up.

He pointed at the demon soldier and shouted, "Kill the demon soldier!"

More than 1,000 people scrambled to rush into the demon soldiers, and the killing began.

The demon soldiers who can be resurrected by the god of Qitaljia are naturally not incompetent, each demon soldier has a good cultivation, the worst is equivalent to the Martial Emperor, the highest is equivalent to the double of the heavenly domain, as long as they do not reach the cultivation equivalent to the triple of the heavenly domain, they are collectively called demon soldiers. The overall personal cultivation of the demon soldiers is equivalent to that of the Martial God, and there are probably more than 4,000 people.

In just an instant, more than 10,000 demon soldiers were harvested by the predecessors of the sealing dust, that is, more than 3,000 people, and the tricky thing about the predecessors of the sealing dust was that they killed all the demons who cultivated above the heavenly domain. Perhaps they thought that the demons below the Heavenly Domain were no longer qualified to let them take action.

As a result, Mo Wuxie's team rushed into the demon soldiers, just harvesting the demon soldiers below the martial arts. The battle was fought together, but a hole was torn open in an instant, and the trend was reversed.

No matter how many people there are, it is useless, the overall strength is there, and it is not of the same grade as the more than 1,000 people in the alliance.

The demon soldiers were next in the alliance, and the dust sealing seniors launched a strong blow to the demon general, the demon marshal, and the Mo general was originally strong enough, but in front of the dust seniors, he was slaughtered arbitrarily like an ant.

Mo Wuxian stretched out his hand and twisted the neck of a demon and rose into the air.

He showed a hint of a smile, the sudden blow of the alliance made the demons rush to fight, and it did not form an effective formation, and more importantly, there was no one to command, and he was forcibly cut into by the predecessor of the sealing dust, and it was suddenly chaotic into a pot of porridge, fighting separately, but he could not withstand the one and a half moves of the predecessor of the sealing dust and was beheaded, and even the demon baby was destroyed.

In another instant, there were less than three hundred of more than a thousand demon generals left, and there were less than sixty demon commanders left, and the demon venerable did not die.

The strength of the Demon Venerable is extremely powerful, and the difficulty coefficient of the dust sealing seniors to kill them is relatively high. Because, the strength of every Demon Venerable is similar to that of a dust-sealing senior.

The big battle broke out, and half an hour later, the demon soldiers were cleared by Xiao Qing, and their own losses were not much. Mo Wuxian didn't kill a few demon soldiers, but he was in control of the overall situation.

Now, it's the world of the Alliance.

The people of the alliance surrounded the demons from a distance, and everyone showed excitement as they watched the killing of the predecessors of Feng Chen, but they did not step forward to assist, because Mo Wuxian did not give the order.

The war continued, and in the end, the harvest of the predecessors of the sealed dust also slowed down, and the further it went, the more difficult the bones became.

Another half an hour passed, and the resistance of the demons became weaker and weaker, and they were slaughtered one by one, leaving only more than fifty demon generals, hiding in the east and west, and there were only less than twenty demon commanders left, and the demon venerable had already died two people, and there were still eight people left.

If Chitalja hadn't appeared yet, then it would only be a matter of time before the demons died.

At this moment, a roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Halfway up Tianzhu Mountain, a piece of rock was blown up, a large area of mountain rocks rolled down, a huge hole appeared, and twenty demons flew out of it.

One of the skulls and arms belonged to Chitaljia, and the rest of the body was still Shentu Chenxu's.

Beside Chitalja were nineteen Demon Venerables, nine of whom were Demon Venerables.

The demon itself is not powerful, but the strength of the body, once it becomes a demon venerable, it will be earth-shattering.

Mo Wuxie's pupils shrank slightly, these twenty people plus the ten previous Demon Venerables were the most terrifying power.

With a swing of the Sword of Destruction in Chitalja's hand, black qi rose into the sky, covering the remnants of the demons.

In an instant, the six gods who were beaten had no master, and the exhausted demon regained his cultivation, and the battle was still improving.

"No one can stop the footsteps of my Chitarja, and the army of my demons will trample on this lowly land and turn everything into slavery!"

Chitalja's rough voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it rumbled and exploded, and some of the people in the alliance were weakened in an instant, and they were hit hard.

Mo Wuxian felt a slight tingling in his head, and then he recovered, revealing a shocked look, a strong spiritual attack.

Without the cultivation of the Heavenly Domain, it would be impossible to resist this kind of spiritual attack, and there were already people around him who had exploded and died, and there was a rain of blood in the air.

"Ants, you will be my stepping stone to trample the earth, and kill this god!"

As soon as his voice fell, the demons around him rushed towards the dust sealing senior.

The appearance of the god Chitaljia made them full of cold and cruel battle intent, and their cultivation increased dramatically, and they bravely swung their swords to seal the dust of their predecessors.

The Great War continues again.

However, the demons can only resist stubbornly now, fighting the trapped beasts.

The five hundred Dust Sealing Seniors used the powerful artifacts in their hands to destroy everything in less than an hour, whether it was the Demon General, the Demon Marshal, or the Demon Venerable, all of them were destroyed.

After such a battle, Feng Chen's predecessors began to weaken, but the battle intent in his eyes was extremely high.

The god Chitarja laughed and said, "What's the matter, are you all weak? In your heyday, you might be able to make the gods jealous, but now, you can't keep the gods!"

Mo Wuxian's eyes flashed, knowing that it was terrible, except for Chitaljia, all the demons, no matter what kind of cultivation, were all means for Chitaljia to weaken the predecessors of the sealing dust, because he was jealous, and now he ......