When Sun Ang woke up again, it was dark outside, the night was silent, and there were two little maids with clear eyebrows dozing off on the side.

He didn't wake them up, he lay on the bed and looked around, and he returned to his residence in Prince Yi's mansion. He closed his eyes again, looked inward at himself, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not seriously injured, but the sequelae of performing "rage" dozens of times in a row at the peak of the prison realm were still there, and his body's functions had not yet fully recovered.

However, the medicinal power that obviously has the elixir in the body is slowly dissolving, and it is obviously a high-grade elixir. It shouldn't be long before it recovers completely.

In the heart position, the heart fire is still the size of a grain of rice. The center of the eyebrows, the soul fire is the same.

However, the two flames of life have stabilized, although they have not increased, but the light is stable, and it is obvious that they will not be extinguished lightly.

Sun Ang was completely relieved, he was also exhausted after two hard battles in the past two days, and knowing that it was all right, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This sleep until noon the next day before waking up, the two little maids saw him awake, and immediately chirped happily: "Ang Shao woke up, I will report to His Highness." ”

A little maid ran out like a butterfly, leaving the one looking at him with adoring eyes: "Ang Shao, how are you, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

Of course Sun Ang was hungry, and as soon as the little girl said this, his "gluttony" was activated, and she felt more and more hungry.

Grunt...... Called out alone, Sun Ang blushed in embarrassment, the little maid pursed her lips and smiled, and hurriedly took out the food box on the side: "You eat first, I'll let them make it right away." ”

Sun Ang's astonishing appetite had spread throughout the palace in just a few days.

Sun Ang was not polite, after a simple wash. Gobble it up.

The little maid went and instructed the subordinate to inform the room to prepare a meal and come back to serve immediately, and after a while, Prince Yi came, and he saw Sun Angsheng and smiled: "Great, you're fine." ”

Sun Ang got up to salute him and thank him, but Prince Yi hurriedly stopped: "You're welcome, you continue to eat." I'll tell you something. ”

Sun Ang's heart sank: "Is it the third competition?"

Prince Yi showed a wry smile: "It's noon now, and it's too late to arrange the third competition even now." But don't worry, there's no third match. ”

Sun Ang was anxious, stood up and said, "Your Highness, I'm fine, I can fight again......"

Prince Yi gently patted him on the shoulder and asked him to sit down: "Don't worry. In fact, this king felt that something was wrong from the very beginning of this matter, but his father didn't say it, and this king didn't dare to guess. ”

"My father had already made up his mind to send troops, but after seeing you, he suddenly changed his mind and asked you to prove your strength. Knowing that the competition ended yesterday, my father told the truth, he just felt that you killed the people of our Great Qi court, and he felt that he couldn't get by, and he wanted to find an excuse to teach you a lesson.

So no matter whether you win or lose the final competition, we will send troops. In fact, if you simply admit defeat when you face Tao Wudong on the first day, there are not so many things behind it.

Originally, you won yesterday, and your father wanted to send a stronger opponent again, and he must defeat you, Tamsui your table yesterday completely convinced your father, and he couldn't bear to embarrass you anymore.

However, you can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and you have actually been promoted to the early stage of the Destiny Lamp Realm, and there are not many people in the entire human race who can have such cultivation at your age, right?"

Sun Ang breathed a sigh of relief, he had actually always felt strange, it turned out that the old emperor felt shameless and wanted to find him awkward.

He was anxious again: "But it's been delayed for three days in vain......"

"Didn't this king tell you that my father planned to send troops from the beginning. These three days coincided with the time when the elite of our Northern Qi border army was mobilized and assembled.

Now that the 100,000 Great Qi elites have been assembled near the Boundary Mountain, they will be able to kill Ben Mingjing tomorrow. These elites have all been on the battlefield of humans and demons, but all of our Daqi families, and together with you Qianming, we will definitely be able to defeat the demons and save Mingjing. ”

Sun Ang fell to the ground with joy: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Prince Yi helped him up with a smile: "You're welcome, you clean up, set off at night, rush to Jieshan overnight, and act with the army tomorrow." I guess you won't be able to stay here either, hahaha!"

......

In the evening, a team of more than a dozen knights went out of the south gate of Wangjing, and went south in the remnant sun, and a cloud of dust was lifted on the official road that had been deserted.

Sun Ang rode on the back of the Flame Gong Tiger King, a beast rushed to the front, he was indeed like an arrow, and he was anxious when he thought of the harsh form outside the Ming capital.

The other knights were all martial arts powerhouses sent by Prince Yi, protecting Sun Ang along the way, and also going south to Qianming to help in the war.

There are a total of twelve people, two of them are in the Destiny Realm, four are in the Destiny Bridge Realm, and the remaining six people are all in the Destiny Lamp Realm, such a force is enough to destroy a medium-level family, but if they are put into the battle of humans and demons, they may not be able to make a difference.

The real main force is still the 100,000 elites near the Jieshan, and these strong people are just Prince Yi's "heart".

A total of thirteen people, almost sleepless for three days, arrived near the boundary mountain, the army had already been drawn in advance, they continued to pursue, and finally met with the army in the territory of the Qianming Dynasty two days later. Sun Ang was a little relieved to see that every soldier was elite, and that the army was neat and morale was high.

"Don't worry, don't worry, our two countries work together, even if the Imperial Daughter Legion under the command of the Divine Burial Emperor is the elite of the Demon Clan, we will definitely be able to defeat it. ”

Sun Ang nodded, barely squeezing out a smile.

......

Outside the capital of Ming, His Royal Highness was commanding an army of 30,000 to storm a defensive line.

There are only two thousand demon elites on this defense line, and these people are left by the Divine Burial Emperor to guard the Yayuan Scar. After Yayuan Fragment passed through the 30,000 elites of the demon clan, especially the high-level powerhouse of the Divine Burial Emperor, the internal structure was damaged to a certain extent, and it took a certain amount of time to recover itself before he could continue to teleport the army. Therefore, the demons did not increase their troops during this time.

However, these two thousand demon elites kept the Fourth Highness and his army out of the defense line, so that they could not destroy the Yayuan Shards.

The losses of the demons are also very large, but their strong vitality makes the human race particularly headache, as long as they are not killed on the spot, the injuries that will be robbed and returned will reappear on the battlefield three days later.

And it is really not easy for the demons to be killed on the spot.

His Royal Highness was so anxious that his mouth was full of fire in the past few days, and he even took the risk of charging and supervising the battle himself, but it was still difficult to break through the defense line of the demon clan. The battle on the front line was anxious, he rushed to a thatched hut in the rear, and asked eagerly: "Mr. Ugly, have you calculated it, how long will it take for the Yayuan fragments to recover, and how long will there be time left for us?"

An old man with white hair was quickly calculating on the sand table, and he didn't raise his head and said: "I'm not optimistic, I haven't calculated the exact time, but it should be between twelve and eighteen days." ”

"Ah!" The Four Highnesses were shocked, once the Yayuan Fragment was restored, the Demon Clan would be able to increase its troops immediately. He had no doubt that on the other side of the Yayuan Shard, the Demon Clan must have already gathered a large number of elites ready to enter the main continent at any time.

The Ming capital is full of gunsmoke and is dilapidated everywhere. The onslaught of the demon clan for more than ten days has already caused great damage to this ancient city.

Three days ago, the destruction speed of the Mahayana sigil of the city defense had exceeded the repair speed, and the attack of the demon cloud gathering demon pattern had been able to blast into the city through some weakly defended positions.

And the powerhouses of the demon clan also rose into the air one after another, constantly attacking the troops defending the city. A large number of martial arts powerhouses have gathered in Mingjing, and they naturally face the battle without showing weakness, and in terms of high-end combat power, the two sides have each other's offense and defense, and no one has taken advantage.

It's just that on the side of the demon clan, the strongest combat power of the god burial emperor has always been on the wall and has not made a move, she wants a heavy rock, pressing on the hearts of the monarchs and soldiers in the Ming capital.

Zuo Zhenzong was exhausted, and in addition to him, all the talismans in the city also spontaneously went to the city to assist in the defense and repair the city defense talisman together.

But the speed still can't keep up with the destruction speed of the demons.

Zuo Zhenzong, who was full of exhaustion, looked at the 20,000 demon elites outside the city, and they rushed up vigorously, shouting and killing.

After more than ten days of fierce battles, the strong physique of the demon race was vividly reflected, and less than one percent of the 20,000 elites died in battle, and they were able to maintain strong combat effectiveness.

He looked at the Terran warriors around him again, all as tired as himself. And these days, as many as 18,000 people have been seriously wounded and killed in battle.

Zuo Zhenzong smiled bitterly in his heart: Could it be that his most important thing has not been completed, and he is going to die in the hands of the demons?

He looked outside the city, but fortunately there was still a junior brother, and that demon-like boy.

He whispered to himself: "Sun Ang, the master may not be able to recognize you as a disciple, and I don't know if you can escape, you kid is easy to be hot-blooded and impulsive, I'm afraid you won't leave, alas, ......"