"Aha! My loyal people! Are you here to welcome my return? ”

Han Yao was condescending and majestic, in fact, it was already when Han Yao was fighting......

Mu Yunhai: "Although the old demon god has returned, his strength has been greatly reduced, and now he has stepped into a new realm by relying on Han Yao's physical body, but that is only because of Han Yao's own strength, and with my understanding of Han Yao, he is not a person who is at the mercy of others." ”

Mu Yunhai looked at Yu Nan, then at Bai Mo, and continued: "Think about it, what kind of strength is our current demon god now? An old demon god like a parasite, and a new demon god at the peak, so compared, how to choose, I think it should be very clear, right? ”

Bai Mo said: "I refuse. ”

Mu Yunhai had no accident, Bai Mo was originally a faction of the old demon god, and he belonged to one of the first many demon clans to enter the heavenly realm with the old demon god.

Mu Yunhai warned: "You can choose not to participate, I don't want any accidents to happen because of you in the end." ”

Bai Mo didn't speak until a large group of demons arrived.

"Hahaha, my return will take you back to the Demon Realm and return to the peak of the past!"

Seeing this scene, Chi Yan felt very uncomfortable: "Damn! The demon god returns, the demon clan recognizes the ancestor, how can this be fought? Damn it! ”

Chi Yan looked at the Lone King with a hateful, regretful, and resentful look, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, Han Yao is no longer Han Yao, but the demon god Caesar, and all he exudes is mellow demonic energy, even if there is not even a trace of vitality.

The Lone King slowly stood up with difficulty, and asked in a questioning tone, "Who are you?" ”

Caesar smiled lightly: "Hehehe, I'm the Demon God: Caesar!" ”

The Lone King didn't say much, and after hearing the answer, he turned into a white mist and dissipated with a gust of wind.

Caesar waited, prostrate, cheering and shouting as Caesar had expected, with nothing but a few pairs of eyes staring at him.

Caesar was very upset and raised his voice again: "My loyal people! Cheer and shout for my return! ”

There was no sound, only a few hissing whispers could be faintly heard.

Mu Yunhai didn't move, and the voice asked Xiang Yin Ling'er: "How long will it take?" "It's almost there." "Good!"

Mu Yunhai stepped out, Caesar looked at his strength, and said disdainfully: "Hehe, it's you?" ”

Mu Yunhai looked directly at Caesar, and said carefully: "Caesar!" Do you think that today's demons are still the demons who were once at your mercy? You're just a once, the current demon god is Lord Shura, if you still have your heart for the demons, you should be submissive to the demon god, Lord Shura! ”

"Bastard!" Caesar roared lowly, and the demonic aura was permeated, rushing towards Mu Yunhai like a tidal wave.

Mu Yunhai did not move, staring directly at the tide condensed by demonic energy.

With a bang, the tide submerged the small sail in the waves, and Mu Yunhai took the blow hard, only to see Mu Yunhai being beaten upside down at great speed, bending down and vomiting blood.

The corners of his mouth curled, and a sinister smile appeared that had succeeded in his trick, and then he announced it loudly.

"O great demon god! Did you see that? Your servant has chosen you after all, great demon god! Did you hear me? Tens of thousands of demon creatures are praying for your return, thousands of demon creatures, let us sing, the return of the real demon god! The demon god Shura will bless us! ”

Then all the demons let out strange chants from their mouths, orderly and chaotic.

Caesar knew what this was, this was to open the passage of the Demon Realm, and Caesar was in the Demon Realm at the beginning, and it was because of the opening of the Passage of the Demon Realm that he was able to come to the Heavenly Realm smoothly.

Blood clouds appeared in the air, and the blood clouds converged, forming a large ring, with a hollow in the middle, like a cut of the sky, being pulled by the endless dark hand.

Caesar tried to close the passage of the Demon Realm, and slashed out the spear, but just as he was about to approach the blood cloud, the attack was scattered.

If you can't attack from afar, then close combat, Caesar jumped high, and with a swing of his gun, a bloody sword flew in, blocking the falling gun.

Caesar was repulsed by the backshock, and the blood sword chased after him, and Caesar stabbed straight spear with a sharp point.

"Boom!"

The blood sword was bounced off, and Caesar took a few steps backwards and shook it a few times to stabilize his body.

The blood sword flew out and fell into the giant palm, the palm was very large, and the black demonic qi was also very strong, floating above the entire palm, like a black flame constantly beating on the back of the hand.

The hand holding the blood sword was trembling, as if suppressing some kind of excitement, excitement or fear.

Caesar saw the man holding the blood sword, applauded and sneered.

"Hehehe, good wow, good wow! Wu'er is really promising, a Shura clone has such strength, plus the Shura sword, it is not far from the body, it really surprises me. ”

The Shura clone also smiled, but his expression stiffened.

"Oh, where is it, you are still alive, it is the biggest surprise that makes me feel the most."

Caesar laughed again, he always liked to laugh, but every time he laughed, he would look very serious, so no one knew what his laughter meant.

"Hehe, hahaha, hum."

"Rebel! Unfilial son! ”

Caesar's demonic energy was constantly restless, excitedly eager, and the Shura clone was the same, and the two began the first round of collision.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided and quickly separated.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

A few explosions in succession, the two have passed several rounds, Caesar slashed several shots in a row, and the Shura sword in the hands of the Shura clone danced slightly, just a sword, waving several swords at the same time in the hands of the Shura clone.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

A few golden and iron sounds, as if to declare who is the strongest weapon.

Caesar's offensive was violent, and the Shura clone could only be forced to retreat step by step to defend.

The Shura clone retreated under the Demon Realm Passage, and Caesar slashed out again with a shot, but he didn't touch the Shura clone at all, as if the gun was slashed on a transparent shield composed of demonic energy, engulfing its damage and its sound.

Suddenly, Caesar's eyes were blurry, and he could only see a faint red, just like when we closed our eyes and took a flashlight to our closed eyelids, maybe you could also see the red of the abyss.

When his eyes gradually became familiar with the world of the Red Sea, Caesar saw that a stream of pure demonic qi continued to gush out with the entrance of the demonic passage, and the center point of their convergence was the Shura clone who was enjoying the pure demonic energy.

Caesar himself could also feel that he seemed to have entered this space, and the suppression of demonic energy by the heavenly realm was offset by this space.

Caesar did not hesitate to continue to attack, this is his personality, before the goal is achieved, any messy thoughts, will change the final outcome.

Caesar stabbed out with a straight spear, but Shura's clone did not choose to defend this time, but stabbed out with the same sword, but the sword stabbed out the opposite point of Caesar, the two played hard, one stabbed to the left, and the other to the right.

No one chooses to defend, and no one chooses to dodge, if Caesar and Shura clone, no matter which side only needs to change one person, as long as he hesitates for a moment about life and death, then the success or failure of the ending will certainly fall to the person who stabbed out decisively.

"Bang!"

The sound of breaking through the flesh ignited the pain on both sides, and the faces of the two were a little hideous, twisting in pain.

It is said that the sword is shorter than the gun, but the sword and the gun they stabbed at the same time also pierced their left and right shoulders at the same time.

When an artifact pierces into the body, it is not just a cut wound or a shrapnel left in the body, and the pain can be compared.

That is to pierce the killing energy of both sides into the other person's body, like lighting an unquenchable fire in the water, it will continue to vaporize the little water left in your body, unless you take the initiative to eliminate or refine it.

How to describe the pain, sprinkle salt on the wound, pour high alcohol on it, and set the whole wound on fire with a fire, the constant burning of the flame, and the salt licking your fresh blood with its prickly tongue.

As long as the artifact does not come out, the killing intent energy from the opponent's body will continue to pour from the artifact into the opponent's body.

And in order to maintain this status quo, both sides are so focused on the artifact that they are unable to do anything else.

Whether it is refining, or expelling the harmful energy from the body, it will take time, of course, the discharge is relatively much simpler than refining, but either way, it seems that both sides have no intention of stopping.