Black demonic aura shrouded in the sky, rising into the sky like a tsunami.

Yang Fan frowned, and flew into the air with the others, looking at the black crowd and all kinds of monsters coming in the distance!

The monster is a demon of hell summoned by the demon cultists, and the breath it spews out also has a strong corrosive force.

"Looks like we're going to have a tough fight!" a middle-aged man whispered as he looked at the locust-like monsters outside the city.

Yang Fan glanced at him and said with a smile, "Third Uncle Yun, are the people of Yunyue Tower ready?"

This person is Yun Yuefei's third brother and Yun Shang's third uncle, named Yun Yuetian.

He was a Saint Martial Realm master, and he was only one step away from the Divine Martial Realm.

"I've already been prepared, just waiting for them to appear!" Yun Yuetian smiled indifferently and said confidently.

"We're ready for Baihuaju, too!" a woman in white echoed with a smile.

She is the first protector of the three palace masters of the Hundred Flowers Residence, named Huaqing!

"Let's start!" Xuanyuan Chengwei said with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Yang Fan nodded and took a deep breath.

I had long known that the Demon State was the base of the Demon Sect, and there would definitely be the largest number of monsters appearing, so before leaving, the various forces had already arranged a detailed plan, just waiting for the large army of the Demon Sect to appear!

As long as this main force is eliminated, the power of the Demon Sect will basically be wiped out by fifty percent.

"The Ancient Demon Sect wants to destroy the place where we live, then let them see, this is no longer the time when their Demon Sect divided the world ten thousand years ago! The Tibetan Martial Continent is immortal!" Yang Fan let out a deep sigh, and suddenly waved his arm, and suddenly countless figures rushed out of the city wall, facing the Demon Sect and those monsters!

The wind and clouds were stirring, the energy was agitated, and before the two sides touched, a strong storm of hungry energy blew between heaven and earth.

The clouds in the sky were shattered by the rushing breath on the ground, and on the earth, there was a burst of debris and dust mixed with the overwhelming debris of grass and trees.

The whirring wind tore the solid soil, countless giant trees broke off at the waist, and the turbulent heaven and earth vitality was like boiling water, gurgling.

Kill!

The two sides made close contact and began a tragic tearing and killing.

Red blood rained down like raindrops, and the black flesh was like snowflakes in the sky, stained black and fell everywhere on the ground.

There are no fancy skills, no righteous and awe-inspiring generosity, and the only main theme on the battlefield is death and killing!

Red and black, quiet and furious, fierce and weak, intertwined all over the battlefield!

The level of the large-scale battle realm seems to be negligible!

No matter how strong the master is, in the face of tens of thousands of enemies, he can only fight to the death with one punch and one kick at this time.

Brave, win!

The cowardly will only bring death closer and closer!

The thick smell of blood wafted between heaven and earth, and the tragic screams floated in the eight wildernesses, and countless corpses spread all over the land!

Yang Fan stood at the head of the city, looking at the two sides that were tragically killed, watching the death of the coalition soldiers and the Demon Sect, and suddenly felt that everyone was fighting for survival!

In order to preserve their own survival, the Demon Cult wants to seize the right to survive in this land!

It seems that Mu is right or wrong, but the Demon Sect is indeed wrong, if they return to live in peace, the people of the Tibetan Martial Continent will still accept them and tolerate them, maybe it won't be long before everyone gets along with each other and can't tell whether they are demons or good.

But as soon as they appeared, they brought blood, killing and destruction!

The survival of the Demon Cult is based on the destruction of other races, and the killing of the coalition forces is a righteous act!

"Kill!" Yang Fan figured out the joints, and sighed, his eyes were full of silver light!

He threw himself into the battlefield, like a small stone thrown into the vast sea, unable to stir up a little wave.

The Demon Sect is worthy of being one of the three great great systems in ancient times, and it can stand tall with the Dao Sect and the Buddha Sect!

They do have their own powerful and invincible means.

The coalition forces slowly began to lose their breath, and huge casualties began to appear.

Demons and monsters are more and more excited, they seem to be born for war, blood and death, destruction and fall seem to be able to inspire the strongest war intent in their hearts!

They are born to fight, they die to fight!

Half a day has passed, the coalition army has suffered heavy casualties, even if the arrangements have already been made, and even the ambush has been used, the Demon Sect still did not retreat, but approached the city wall less than ten miles!

The two sides temporarily retreated, and Yang Fan ordered the following to count the casualties, only to know that in this battle, the coalition army lost tens of thousands of masters, and its vitality had been greatly damaged.

"Yang Fan, if the Demon Sect launches another attack, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist it!" Yun Yuetian said gloomily, he had a scar on the right side of his face, and he was still bleeding.

The first protector of Baihuaju also said anxiously: "Yes, the physical strength of the Demon Sect is more than three times that of ours, and they are equipped with demonic skills, even if they are injured on their bodies, as long as they are not killed on the spot, they can continue to fight, and under the stimulation of blood qi, their combat effectiveness is stronger." ”

Yang Fan groaned, the Demon Sect is indeed very awesome, the means are weird, the most terrifying thing is their self-repair ability, no matter how many injuries they have, as long as they don't die at that time, they can continue to fight, this left leg, one arm They will also use their greatest strength to fight back.

And there are some powerful demons who can use their own blood as an introduction to unleash more powerful attacks!

The coalition army suffered tens of thousands of casualties this time, including more than 7,000 people who died at the hands of those powerful demons.

Many times, when they clearly felt that the other party had been seriously injured and was about to die, they would launch the most violent counterattack, causing heavy casualties to the careless coalition soldiers.

Yang Fan frowned and pondered, it is indeed not a way to go on like this, if it is consumed, it will definitely be the coalition army that will fail in the end, and the Demon Sect will not suffer too much loss.

And once the Demon State falls into the hands of the Demon Sect again, Qingzhou will be in danger!

Yang Fan must keep the Demon State, otherwise he will expose his back garden and let the demons trample and destroy.

"Everyone is tired and rest for the night! Order the soldiers to pay attention to the other party's sneak attack at night, and I will go to the city wall to take a look. Yang Fan asked everyone to go back to rest, and he came to the harsh high city wall alone, looking towards the demon camp ten miles away.

The Demon Cult doesn't seem to like lights, even in the middle of the night, they don't burn the lights, they seem to be born to walk in the dark.

Looking at the demon camp that stretched for an unknown number of miles, Yang Fan roughly calculated, according to the scale that could be seen in front of him, there were at least no less than 500,000 enemies in the demon camp.

And now in Mozhou City, there are only 100,000 in total!

This battle can't be touched hard, even if the Demon Sect stupidly puts its advantage and storms the city, it is absolutely impossible for his side to be an opponent!

Looking at the dark and oppressive hungry demon camp in the distance, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he sensed a breath in the demon camp that made him very excited, and he couldn't wait to rush in and take down his head immediately!

It's Dai Rou's breath!

This kind of breath, even if he was far away, he could feel it, and the reason why Dai Rou was able to escape in the imperial capital at that time was because she and the people of the hidden clan were all hiding in the underground world, so that he could not sense it.

"She is actually in the Demon Sect, what is her identity? Hidden Clan? In ancient times, it seemed to be a branch of the Demon Sect!" Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and his mood became excited, and as soon as he flashed, the purple light behind him flashed lightly, and he disappeared on the city wall.

Yang Fan walked towards the demon camp, first to determine whether Dai Rou was really here, and second, to act alone once to connect the other party's combat style and specific combat effectiveness!

If he came to find that the strength of the demon camp was more than five times that of the coalition army, he felt that it would be better to retreat temporarily!

He infiltrated the demon camp silently, and the black lights here helped him a lot, at least he didn't have to worry about being discovered.

Searching around along the way, he made sure that he was getting closer and closer to Dai Rou's location.

By this time he had already infiltrated the depths of the camp and stopped in front of a large luxurious tent.

According to his induction, Dai Rou is in it!

There was a faint light in the tent, and if you didn't look closely, you would never be able to see that the light inside was emitted by a huge night pearl.

Yang Fan quietly leaned into the gap in the tent and looked inside.

At first glance, he couldn't help but turn red.

Inside the tent, an ecstasy scene was unfolding.

Dai Rou was kneeling on the thick carpet naked/naked, and around her charming body there were actually seven burly men, all naked, stroking around Dai Rou's body.

Dai Rou knelt on the ground, holding a foot-long giant stick in each hand and rubbing it up and down, she had another one in her mouth, and behind her buttocks, a big black man was struggling to impact her delicate body.

Underneath her, a man towered over her with a huge stick, filling her third hole as well.

There were two other people, one left and one right, grabbing the snow peak on her chest and pinching it vigorously.

Dai Rou's nose made a refreshing sound, the tender white skin of her whole body had turned crimson at this time, her hair was messily draped behind her head and chest, and the saliva in her mouth was flowing all over the ground.

Yang Fan couldn't help but be secretly happy when he looked at the scene in the tent, fortunately he didn't continue to maintain a good relationship with this sassy woman, such a woman, it was really fortunate that she didn't continue at the beginning!

I think he should be grateful to Dai Rou for his ruthlessness and hurt, so that he will grow up and become mature and stable.

Yang Fan controlled his breath strongly, not emitting a trace, and quietly looked at the spring light in the tent, until two hours later, Dai Rou lay down on the carpet softly, her face full of charm and satisfaction.

"Hurry up and tell us who the Child of Prophecy is?" the man who erupted in her mouth helped her to her feet and sat down on the base of his thigh, pinching her balls in one hand as he asked with a straight face.

"The son of prophecy is Yang Fan, that is, the commander of the coalition army, he is very strong!" Dai Rou lowered her head coquettishly, reached out and held the giant stick that had just erupted and hardened between the legs of the male **, and her eyes were shining with lust/desire.