The night is deep and the stars are shining.

The crowd stared at Lin Zixuan, this unknown guy was terrifying, he could release the power of a terrifying curse and directly curse people to death.

This battle, whether successful or not, is destined to cause a sensation in the two kingdoms of Sunset and Demon Cloud, and its reputation will remain in the annals of history forever.

"What blood nucleus did you devour back then? What blood spirit is condensed? "The Demon Cloud Commander refuses to give up, as if looking at a monster, a person with a triple blood soul realm, even the power of the mysteries should be difficult to guess, how can he cast a spell that is close to the Dao, does he have any earth-shattering blood spirit?

It is rumored that some demon beasts are beyond the "Record of Strange Beasts of the Mountains and Seas", and are born with affinity and avenue, forming some special skills, such as seeing through the void and devouring all things, etc., if mortals can successfully absorb their original power, as long as they do not die, they will definitely rise above the clouds and become peerless powerhouses.

"Kill your Blood Spirit." Lin Zixuan said in a cold voice, and a terrifying curse power spread out, and the dark and decaying Dao Yun eroded the Demon Cloud Lord, and his life became lifeless, and he was about to be completely wiped out.

In the panic, I saw that the Demon Cloud Commander was holding a puppet in his palm, and his mind moved, and in an instant, the puppet expanded wildly, turning into a puppet engraved with scriptures, the ancient characters flickered, and the spell was transferred, and the evil black line covered the puppet's whole body, killing it in an instant, but also winning him a chance to breathe.

As a demon of the Demon Cloud Empire, how could he not have a way to save his life.

"Kill." Demon Cloud Commander's eyes were crimson, and an incomparably sharp aura was released, only to see a spear like a poisonous dragon, directly stabbing at the heart of the sunset soldier, his body turned into a gray light, caught the spear, and came to Lin Zixuan's side.

"Die." The Demon Cloud Commander roared angrily, with a spear in his hand, his killing intent was endless, and the surging black spiritual power was released, which was extremely terrifying.

A shot stabbed out, but there was no time to dodge, and the aura of silence covered down, enveloping Lin Zixuan.

Everyone's hearts beat fiercely, what a sharp means, that shot was too fast, too fast to dodge.

The Demon Cloud Commander smirked, just a junior, it was really stupid to try to turn the tide.

Suddenly, as if he realized something, his face changed drastically, and an abrupt void door appeared behind him, and he turned his head to see a pair of cold eyes staring at him, cold and piercing, making his heart tremble.

"Damn space power." He roared angrily, and the sound of breaking the sky was endless, and every sound was accompanied by a shocking sword light, and in just a moment, the terrifying sword qi swept in all directions, piercing his body.

"Boom."

An incomparably loud sound rang out, and the Demon Cloud Leader's body exploded, and a black illusory figure appeared there, fleeing towards the sky.

"Go."

Lin Zixuan snorted coldly, the dark demon left from his hand, and headed towards the panicked soul body, the sword swept like lightning, nailed to the black shadow, and the surging soul power surged towards the dark demon, and in just an instant, the soul flew away.

The morale of the armies was high, and some of the timid Demon Cloud soldiers looked at the death of the commander, their faces showed struggle, and after a while, they fell to their knees with their legs on the ground, disarmed and surrendered.

But this is the battlefield, and before the opportunity to forgive the sin, they are pierced by the spears of friendly troops, they are the Blood Demon Guard, the Iron Blood Legion, and they would rather die than surrender!

During the battle, a monstrous intent descended, and at this moment, the crowd only felt violently trembling, and the movements in their hands couldn't help but slow down, raising their heads to look at the sky.

Above the sky, there were seven dark clouds rolling in, and in each dark cloud, there was a figure, and after a while, the dark clouds dispersed, and the figure revealed its true face.

Black hair, black armor, and ghost masks, these seven figures, like killing gods, are above the sky, looking down on the universe.

Lin Zixuan's face was solemn, this time, he exposed too many means, so that he faced an indescribable situation, which was ten million times more dangerous than fighting, and he would never recover.

Lin Zixuan was helpless, but he never regretted it, he clearly felt that there was fear, greed and crazy killing intent in the eyes of the earth looking at him.

"Are you going to die for your country?" Lin Zixuan revealed a sense of powerlessness, he was locked by seven powerful breaths at the moment, it was a feeling that could not be matched at all, and his meridians were spasmodic, and he was no longer able to fight.

"Barbarian untouchables, self-defeating, and worthy of competing with my Demon Cloud?"

"The demon lord has the virtue of a good life, you tie your hands, bow down sincerely, I can make you a slave, and the future generations will be born, the son will be a child, and the woman will be a prostitute."

A figure spit out a cold voice, and then, a pitch-black chain flew out from under his sleeve, but in an instant, many figures couldn't dodge, were locked by chains, and were pulled in front of the figure.

The incomparably huge palm print fell, and before it even screamed, it was annihilated in the black palm print.

"It's just ants, it's ridiculous to want to live."

He coldly glanced at the rest of the crowd and said in a cold voice, "Have you thought clearly?"

"The battlefield died for the country, and the horse leather shroud was returned."

Everyone spoke in unison, it was a kind of unwillingness, a kind of tragedy, from the moment they followed Lin Zixuan, they put life and death aside.

"Ignorance, ignorance."

The gaze of the sky fell on the sunset soldiers, their voices indifferent, and the palm prints that covered the sky shrouded the air, and from the moment they made their decision, their lives finally ushered in judgment.

The palm prints were vastly patted, full of destructive power, but below there, between the distortions of the void, there was a golden light spreading, and a ripple rippled out, obliterating the coercion.

"If you die, the entire Demon Cloud Legion will also be buried with you."

This voice is very domineering, resounding through the world.

Qidao's face was stern and handsome, looking at the sky, there was a gentle wind heading straight towards the sunset soldiers, and in a moment, the injuries of the soldiers recovered a lot.

It was nine figures, all wearing golden masks, their bodies flashing with golden brilliance, and a terrifying force could be felt in the crowd, making the Demon Cloud Legion tremble.

"Seven Demon Killers, your opponent is us." The nine golden figures stepped forward, and suddenly, a battle intent that looked at the heavens and the earth rose up, making the eyes of the seven figures above the sky show a sharp intent.

The eyes of all the soldiers of the setting sun showed a touch of fanaticism, with a heartfelt respect, that was the top general of the empire, the sunset emperor general with the same name as the seven killing demon generals.

The rolling black spiritual power gathered in front of the Seven Killing Demon Generals, and the Dao chains were intertwined in the void, turning the heavens and the earth into a huge cage, facing opponents who were not inferior to themselves, they were extremely solemn, and they came up with a combined stunt.

"Extinguish!"

With a loud rumbling sound, the seven people blasted out a palm with all their might, and the black palm prints that seemed to be about to submerge the heavens and the earth were superimposed, and the power was doubled, covering the sky and the sun, and they were bombarded towards the Sunset Emperor.

The palms of the nine people slowly raised, the space roared, and the hurricanes blew violently in their palms, and the golden hurricanes slowly took shape, fused into one, and turned into a terrible golden storm, sweeping the palm prints and turning into nothingness.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The nine people bent their bows and arrows, and a sharp roar broke through the air, and the black cage was directly penetrated by the streamer, revealing an incomparably huge hole.

"Let's go." The emperor general shouted, and when his palm rotated, the golden hurricane swept up the sunset and the soldiers fled, but when they saw the rolling killing aura towards the sunset emperor general, they moved forward, as if they were going to stab the sky.

Lin Zixuan looked at the blood-stained blow, his heart was like a knife, but he didn't care about it, he could only follow the soldiers to escape, he only had the triple strength of the Blood Soul Realm, he couldn't change the pattern of the war, there was only so much he could do.

The killing intent roared, stranded the golden light, turned into a killing sword, and slashed down, so fast that it was impossible to dodge, only to resist.

"Snort, snort!"

Terrifying fluctuations bloomed in the void, ruthless swords slicing below, wisps of crimson blood splattered out, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.

……

Blood and water stained the earth red, and the demon puppets trampled on it again and again, killing many people.

In this war, there is no command, no battle formation, no cooperation, only chaotic fighting, everyone is refining their will, everyone is red-eyed, and the bloodthirsty momentum like a beast is blooming vividly.

The wind roared in his ears, and the war horse galloped wildly, chasing after Lin Zixuan.

A figure stepped forward, the spear stabbed, and wanted to intercept Lin Zixuan, but when he saw the sword flash, this figure was instantly cut off the horse, and among the crowd, a few more people stayed, killing towards the pursuing demon guards.

The temporary team, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller, but they form an invisible tacit understanding, every time the enemy catches up, there will be a few people left behind, they know that Lin Zixuan's significance to this war, his life is above all else.

The horses galloped forward at full speed, and on the broken walls, there were mountains of corpses, most of which were the corpses of fallen soldiers.

"That's a lot of speed."

Someone looked bitter, looking at the iron horse who was in hot pursuit, looking at the withered team, the former high-spirited, and now there is not one in a hundred.

In this world, after all, someone must defend justice, and someone must make sacrifices, he suddenly pulled the stiff rope, and the war horse that sat down slowly slowed down, and his body jumped off the war horse quickly.

When he looked up, he saw the oncoming demon guard sitting on top of the warhorse, condescending and looking at him indifferently.

He took off the long sword he was carrying behind him, and slowly stepped forward, his gaze resolute, the long sword dragged on the ground, and a sword trail was crossed.

The sword light flickered, and he broke out the final blow, delaying for a moment, but he was also beheaded, and the blood sprinkled watered the land.

The sound of horses' hooves was rolling, the dust was flying, and the pursuit of Lin Zixuan by the demon rider lasted from the end of the night to the early sun.

In the sky, the thick morning fog was driven away by gusts of wind, and a new round of morning sun was rising, only to see the rolling sound waves from far and near, slowly coming, accompanied by endless white brilliance, in an instant, a muffled sound came out, and nearly half of the chasing iron horsemen were pierced through the chest by the sound of the piano, and they were killed on the spot.

It was a white figure, sitting in the void clouds, with a guqin in front of him, quiet and peaceful, as if he was one with heaven and earth.

"Jean Childe." The demon guards were shocked, recognizing his identity, he was so powerful, they couldn't resist it at all, and with the flick of their fingers, they could take their lives.

Another sound of the piano came out, a terrifying aura flowed with the wind, and the rhythm emitted ripples, setting off a violent fluctuation in the heavens and the earth, and many demon guards died under the sound of the piano.

"Withdraw."

The terrible screams came one after another, and the Demon Cloud Legion was confused, turning their horses' heads and retreating frantically.

In the void, Qin Gongzi was still stroking the qin, and every time the sound of the qin fell, a large number of demon guards fell to the ground, like a song of broken liver and intestines, killing people without blood.