Hua Jian suddenly realized that the picture turned, and he turned into a warrior in armor, in the middle of the battlefield.

Before he could react, he saw a black-clothed man with a totem painted on his face slashing towards him violently, attacking fiercely, making deadly moves, scimitars like the wind, and silver locks like snakes.

Hua Jianli hurriedly made a move to greet him, just made a move, his face changed greatly, this trick is not what he is used to, but it seems to be forcibly raised and punched, strangely, he actually made it smooth, effortless.

Hua Jian was face to face with the man in black, his breath collided, the sound of piercing the air sounded, and the long sword in his hand swept through the air, and this long sword was not even his own sword!

Was it taken away or possessed? Hanama didn't have time to think, the long sword collided with the scimitar, and countless sparks erupted in an instant.

The shiny blade reflected a dazzling glow in the sunlight, and the blade of the sword slashed against the opponent's chest, red blood flowing down the blade.

Hua Jian kicked away the man in black and met another person who suddenly attacked.

These people have a strong demonic aura, could it be a demonic cultivator?

Hanama was quick to dodge the opponent's attack, and at the same time gave the man a fierce semi-circular arc punch.

Then he raised his long sword, and the sword rose into the air, like a bolt of lightning piercing the opponent's chest, taking his life in an instant.

Hua Jianli lowered his head and took advantage of the gap to look at his hands, which were big and powerful, and they were clearly not his own hands!

Then this body shouldn't be her own, has she entered someone else's body?

The sword light flickered around him, the sword shadow flew, the atmosphere of the battle became more and more intense, the smell of blood filled the air, and many warriors and men in black in armor fell in pools of blood.

"Demon Venerable! Demon Venerable! Hanama was about to continue the attack when he heard a deafening shout on the battlefield.

When I turned my head, I was shocked by the scene in front of me, and saw hundreds of black-clothed people lined up in front, each with the same pattern painted on their faces, their voices were loud and excited, and they kept hitting the ground with the scimitars in their hands.

A big bird with a whole body black chirped and fell from the sky, and there was a man in a black robe sitting on the big bird, a few strands of long hair were casually held obliquely with a black hosta, flying wildly to the side in the wind, there was a faint cyan slag on the cheeks, the face was heroic and cold, and the eyes were indifferent and cold after a long bloody wind, which gave people a great sense of oppression from afar.

The man jumped down from the back of the big bird, looking ahead, his dark and deep face, revealing the coldness of the edges and corners, and the dark and deep eyes glowed with a terrifying light.

A woman in black behind the man stepped forward, smiled evilly, bowed her head to the man and said respectfully, "Demon Venerable, the army has arrived. ”

The woman's black gauze and red hair, with two strange color combinations, just like a red and black lotus, bewitching and evil.

The man raised his hand and waved it forward, and thousands of black-clothed people instantly swarmed up and rushed towards the white-clothed soldiers.

With the shouts of the charge, sharp arrows whistled past the ears, swords clashed, screams abounded, eyes full of flesh and blood, rain-like arrows and demonic energy flew through the armor and military uniforms, splashing blood stains were thrown in the air, the heads of soldiers rolled to the ground, the immortal heroic souls seemed to be still roaring in the hazy air, the air was wafting with more and more thick blood, the sky was filled with gunsmoke, the earth was full of corpses, and the blood flowed like a river.

Hanamali looked at a large number of black-clothed people rushing in front of him, his heart was beating like a beat, he could only resist desperately, his hands were numb from the shock, and his eyes were already red, but there were too many enemies, and Hanamali watched as the heads of the soldiers around him were cut off, and then his body was pierced from behind by a scimitar.

A huge pain hit, and Hanama Li fell from the air, covering the bloody wound, and felt dizzy, but fortunately the scimitar did not stab the heart, but it also hurt the heart, and I am afraid that he will die soon.

Huge fear hits, is she going to die here today?

For a while, I couldn't tell whether the horror was my own or this body's, but I only knew that I was dragging my broken body and crawling forward desperately.

"Nie Younan, stop!" A voice burst through the air.

Hua Jianli looked up and saw a white light speeding by, and then a man in white clothes appeared on the ground, he was wearing a white classical robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, and his facial features were extremely handsome. There was a red cinnabar mole at the center of his eyebrows, which made his god-like face more and more handsome!

The man stretched out his right hand, and a long sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the white clothes turned into a golden armor, and his posture was heroic.

His robe was solemn, his armor was bright, and the long sword in his hand was cold, pointing obliquely to the sky in the shadow of the sword light and blood that covered the sky.

Nie Younan? Why does this name sound so familiar?

"Chenling, you finally appeared, can I use this voice to attack the west?" The man in the black robe smiled and his deep voice rang out.

Hua Jianli finally remembered, Nie Younan, isn't it the Demon Venerable that the master said? Wasn't he sealed by the God of War in the Immortal Demon War a long time ago, how could he be here?

Battlefield, Demon Venerable...... There was a flash of inspiration between the flowers, and an incredible thought came to mind, she is now, is she at the scene of the fairy and demon war?!

The man in black is the Demon Venerable, so the man in the armor is the God of War?!

Hanama Li held his breath in surprise and looked at the man holding the long sword in a daze.

"Cunning! You have stirred up the world into a bloody storm, and the people are not happy, I will kill you today! Dust Ling angrily picked up the long sword, flew into the air, and swept around, killing the demons within a radius of one hundred meters in an instant.

Chenling let out a loud shout and went straight to Nie Younan.

The sound of fierce exchanges was louder than the sound of continuous explosions of firecrackers. In the smoke and dust in the sky, the two figures quickly staggered, and every time the energy collided, a strong air flow swept in all directions, and the nearby pillars were first cracked by the strong wind, and then burst into pieces, falling down half a person-high boulder, smashing on the ground, and the boulder was swept by the strong wind, and soon shattered, turning into fine small stones all over the ground.

Hua Jianli couldn't see the tricks at all, and only saw two lights, one black and one white, constantly colliding in the sky.

"Demon Venerable, we're here to help you!" The red-haired woman who had just spoken flew up and attacked Dust Ling from the side with several demon generals.

The flowers were shocked when they looked at the ground, and they couldn't help but sweat for the god of war.

At this moment, two more rays of light appeared in the sky, falling behind the dust feathers, and they all attacked Nie Younan and the people of the demon race.

Then dozens of rays of light fell on the battlefield, followed by hundreds of warriors in armor.

For a while, the tide of battle was reversed, and the people of the demon clan were beaten back one after another.

(End of chapter)