Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

And the people in the Xuan Demon Tower undoubtedly spent three months.

With the supply of spiritual herb pills, the strength of the generals can be said to have increased rapidly.

On the thirty-second day, the Lonely Defeated Heaven took the lead in breaking through the realm of life robbery and condensed his own primordial spirit.

In the rest of the time, Luo Feng, Lu Zhongyuan, Nangong Yan, Sheng Hu, and Chu Tianhe broke through one after another.

The Habitat Raid, now it seems, is just a watershed, it is the embodiment of one's own talent, and if he can cross this step and condense the Yuan Shen, he can be called a real martial artist.

Xuan Ziliang and Emperor Yantian all secretly sighed, Yebei, how to control these proud sons of the sky.

Such a talent, placed in any field, is undoubtedly amazing.

And what they didn't know was that the few people in the group of Lone Defeated Heaven were because they had rarely taken the Spirit Grass Pill before, which created a longer martial arts path today.

Talent is destined and cannot be changed, and the only thing that can be changed is oneself.

It's just that this light will come later, and it will pay more.

Outside the Xuan Demon Tower, Yebei has been guarding.

In the previous battle, the injuries in the body had recovered, and at this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly, the space where he saw began to twist rapidly, and even spatial cracks appeared.

couldn't help muttering, and said, "It should be a breakthrough." ”

This sentence is for myself.

In three days, he completely refined the power of the void soul of Jiuqu, but unfortunately, the two people who came that night were destroyed by the primordial gods, and there was no chance to devour them.

"Yebei, too much devouring will trigger the demonic nature in your body, which is not a good thing."

On the side, Xuan Ziliang naturally felt the increase in Yebei's strength, but the invisible fluctuations just now were full of ferocious aura.

This is caused by devouring other people's primordial gods, and it is also the embodiment of those who have entered the demons.

Di Yantian didn't say anything, but he clearly knew that as his strength increased, Yebei would become more and more dependent on the primordial gods who devoured others.

Like some poisonous spirit herbs, people are addicted and can't be stopped.

At that time, Yebei will completely lose his mind and become a cruel beast with no humanity, until he explodes and dies.

This step is irreversible.

"I need strength, but I also need ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and Yebei did not continue to speak.

He needs to constantly improve his strength to touch the higher level, and at that time, there may be a way to resurrect his children.

No matter what, I don't know if there is one, but if it doesn't take that step, Yebei will not give up no matter what.

Even if you die, you won't be blind.

His own life is forged by his children.

They should not have died for themselves.

Shouldn't......

The breath was instantly restless, and the evil qi burst out from the body, and in the eyes, the blood gradually spread.

Yebei took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the chaotic aura in his body.

Xuan Ziliang and Di Yantian also stopped talking.

As for why Yebei fell into the devil, it is naturally clear.

However, the matter has come to this point, and the only way to accept it is to accept fate.

At the young age of the two children, even Kuidian's technique of returning things to the yang could not resurrect them.

What's more, the two children have nothing left, and the master of the Kui Palace, Kui Tian, has long been missing.

In the distance, a figure galloped in.

It's not someone else, it's the valley master of Mirror Moon Valley, Han Qingning.

He lowered his body and glanced at Yebei, and then looked at Di Yantian and Xuan Ziliang.

"What's wrong?"

Di Yantian looked at the other party with a look of panic on his face, and couldn't help asking.

What could make her, the valley master, frightened.

"Thirty thousand miles to the north, a large number of elven people were found, and it seems that they came from other fields." Han Qingning replied suddenly.

Mirrormoon Valley's location was on the northern edge and it was the first to discover this anomaly.

As for why the elves came, this still needs to be asked? It must be looking for Yebei to seek revenge.

There is never any contact between the realms, and coming here means invasion.

This point, Yebei doesn't know, they, the 'old people', are naturally clear.

"Massive? How many? ”

When Di Yantian heard this, he was also quite surprised.

In a field, the number of people in one force can be 3,000 is already the limit.

And the number is also different.

For example, in this realm, there are no Holy Demon Clansmen, that is because there is the existence of the Dragon Clan of Emperor Yantian, and ordinary demon beasts dare to live in this realm.

"Probably visually, there are as many as 100,000."

"One hundred thousand!?"

Di Yantian's eyes suddenly rolled round.

This number directly shocked him.

This is not just an attack by one domain, but by dozens of domains uniting together.

Obviously, this was premeditated.

Yebei slowly got up.

"Exactly."

"What's right?"

For a while, Di Yantian didn't understand what Yebei meant.

"Soldiers, it's time to move your muscles."

As the words fell, Yebei's thoughts came out.

A few people from the lonely Tiansheng Tiger came out of the tower and stepped into the air.

"Pass my military order, 40,000 soldiers, prepare to meet the enemy!"

Yebei sighed and looked at the northern sky.

There, the clouds were tumbling, and strong breath fluctuations could already be felt.

"Yes! The Lord of the Temple! ”

The military order was issued, and several people bowed their hands to salute, and turned around to mobilize their own soldiers.

War is no stranger to the soldiers in the palace.

Everyone has come back from the sword and sword shadow, the sea of blood and the mountain of corpses.

At the same time, the black crowd had already appeared in the sky, overwhelming, and the breath bursting out made the sky cloudless.

Visually, how much more than 100,000?!

"I have the matter to lead, the emperor patriarch, Xuan Lao, you don't need to ask."

Dressed in black, hunting and dancing in the wind, even if he is under the devil, Yebei doesn't want to affect anyone.

"Yebei, I advise you to also enter the Xuan Demon Tower."

Xuan Ziliang opened his mouth in a condensed voice.

This is obviously an attempt to get Yebei to escape.

As the crowd approached in Skyrim, there were at least 300,000 of them.

These are all elven people, and since they dare to come, their strength will naturally not be too weak.

It is also a crowd tactic, with absolute numbers and huge consumption in exchange for victory.

No matter how strong Yebei is now, there will always be a time when his strength is exhausted, not to mention, how many soldiers he has, just 40,000.

The disparity between the two sides is too great.

Moreover, since the other party is a collection of countless realms, there is at least one patriarch in each realm.

If you think about it, there may be nearly 100 people!

It is not easy for Yebei to deal with this group of people.

With 40,000 soldiers, against the 300,000 army of the elves, there is no chance of winning at all.

Hiding in the Mysterious Demon Tower is the best and only way out.

It's just that when the sound of this sentence fell, a dragon groaned and the Beiwang knife was instantly unsheathed.

Whether it is in the outer frontier or in the first continent, in the face of fierce enemies, the soldiers in the palace will never flinch.

Even if you die, you will only die in one place, and that is the battlefield.

Yebei clenched the knife in his hand, stepped into the air, took the lead, and rushed towards the northern sky.