The demon ran rampant, the demon Xi was in all directions, the two big demons entered the battlefield, and the offensive of the demon soldiers and demon generals was immediately blocked. The demon soldiers and demon generals were killed one after another, and clouds of black liquid sprayed on the ground.

Mo Tailing roared angrily: "Everyone, at this moment, don't you do your best?" Several figures with heavy breath appeared in the battlefield, stopping Demon Ran and Demon Xi and fighting together. On the Great Wilderness Garden, Yuan Qiushuang said: "There are several people in the city, almost all of them have arrived in this battle. In that case, why is there less of my Yuan family?"

Yuan Qiushuang picked up a glass of wine, drank it all, threw the wine glass down the Great Wilderness Garden, and said loudly: "Yuan family monk, go out to kill the enemy." "It was still Yuan Qingling who led the team, and dozens of monks of the Yuan family fought out of the Great Wilderness Garden and went to the battlefield. All of a sudden, the war raged.

The Northern Flame Sun Spiritual Illusion arose with the Magic Sound Infernal Exercise, pulling the monk on the opposite side into the illusion in one fell swoop. That person was worthy of being a Flying Heaven Realm monk, and he was not in the slightest chaos, guarding the portal steadily, and fighting against the illusion realm with spiritual power.

The Northern Blazing Sun was stabbed in succession, and when they were taken down one by one, they knew that they had encountered a strong enemy today, so they had to calm down and fight with all their might. Beishan, Qiu Busan, and Qiu Busi have been tempered by the Poison Dragon Ridge, and their cultivation has made great progress, and their cooperation is incomparably tacit. The three of them joined forces, both offensive and defensive, and fought an inseparable battle with the Flying Heaven Realm monks.

The Flying Heaven Realm monk on the opposite side had just advanced to the Flying Heaven Realm not long ago. He stepped through the Heavenly Pass, and his spirit was flying, thinking that in the remote place of the Great Wilderness Mountains, the cultivation of the Flying Heaven Realm was enough to run rampant. How do you know that when you encounter three horned teenagers on the battlefield, you will be entangled, and for a while, it will be an equal situation.

At this time, the battle in the sky was in full swing, and under the spiritual power, the monk did not dare to fly into the sky, so he fought with the three of Beishan on the ground. After fighting for a while, Beishan saw that his eldest brother had been fighting for a long time without success, and his heart became anxious, and he roared angrily, and the stone stick struck with all his strength, breaking through the opponent's spiritual power shield.

Kitayama ravaged the situation, completely ignoring the defense, waving the stone stick, and it was a way of playing with injuries for injuries. The monk didn't dare to slack off, and his spiritual power merged into the sword, colliding with the stone rod several times, blocking the mad onslaught of the North Mountain.

Kitayama disregarded himself, and the offensive was like a storm. The monk cultivated far away on the north mountain, blocking and counterattacking steadily. At this moment, the Qiu brothers, who had been behind Beishan, suddenly accelerated their body movements, and under the full operation of the swimming fish technique, the two of them drew a strange arc on the left and right, and hit the opponent directly.

The monk had been on guard against the Qiu brothers, and when he saw the two of them sweeping diagonally, the sword first left and then right, each striking a blow. The monk thought that the two of them would block it, but he didn't want Qiu Busan to go straight forward, turned sideways slightly, and let the sword stab on his shoulder.

The monk was stunned for a moment, this is the real sword with his body, and when he was about to withdraw the sword, Qiu Busan stretched out his hands and grabbed the blade of the sword tightly. The monk slammed his sword back, slicing Qiu Busan's hands.

The sword finally withdrew, and Qiu Busan slowed down his opponent's sword for a moment with a serious injury to his shoulder and bleeding from his hands. Qiu Busi seized the opportunity, the poisonous dragon thorn came suddenly, the monk had profound skills, flew backwards, and was lightly cut by the poisonous dragon thorn, revealing blood marks slightly.

Qiu Busan was seriously injured and had no strength to fight again. With a one-on-two, the monk laughed and was about to utter a few wild words, when he suddenly felt a numbness in his wound, followed by a foul stench. In the blink of an eye, the poisonous gas had already attacked the heart, and the spiritual power could not defend against it at all.

The monk cried out, "You are using poison." Beishan had already pounced, knocked him to the ground with a stick, and said angrily: "You bastard, you big bully the small, can't we fight back?"

On the Great Wilderness Garden, everyone was shocked. No one thought that it would be the three horned men who took the lead in breaking the game, skillfully using means to exchange injuries for injuries and poison the beginner cultivators of the Flying Heaven Realm.

Yuan Qiushuang saw Beishan holding a stone stick, standing proudly, with sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, a burly figure, and a heroic spirit, and her heart suddenly warmed. This child, when he grows up, may be a good husband?

Mo Tailing said angrily: "It's really a waste, no wonder you have to flee to the Great Wilderness City to avoid disaster." At this moment, Hua Qianshu angrily raised a spear and stabbed the opponent, and the monk in front of him tried his best to dodge, and a pure spiritual power swept past him, with a trace of scorching aura.

The monk sighed in his heart, spending thousands of trees to polish his spiritual power for several years, and it was really extraordinary. Such pure spiritual power is simply unheard of, if this son is immortal, the future is limitless.

The monk had the idea of retreating, and before he could make a move, he saw that the spiritual power that Hua Qianshu had stabbed out had actually turned around in the air and stabbed him in the back. The monk was terrified, raised his sword and struck back, and the spiritual power collided, making a loud noise.

Unable to block the blow, the monk secretly thought that he was lucky, and suddenly a crimson sword flashed from the sky and passed through his chest in one fell swoop. The monk's blood was consumed in an instant, and the dead body fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

Flower Thousand Trees and Water Blossoms stood side by side in the sky, and one of the remaining Flying Heaven Realm monks turned around and ran. Hua Qianshu said in a deep voice: "Demon King, it's time for you to play." ”

Seeing that the well-planned killing game began to collapse, Mo Tailing didn't get angry and laughed: "Haha, since that's the case, I'll let you see what the real killing game is." ”

The Demon Tailing pointed to the sky, and a mist immediately rose, completely enveloping the battlefield. In the mist, a monk with a powerful breath suddenly appeared, and as soon as he made a move, he made a killing move, rolling spiritual power, and hit Hua Qianshu directly.

Hua Qianshu carried this blow with a broken army, and under the collision of spiritual power, he was thrown dozens of feet, and a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed, and it spurted out suddenly. Shui Duoduo screamed, "Great Cultivator of the Heavenly Realm, who are you, why did you appear in the Great Wilderness City?"

The Great Cultivator of the Heavenly Realm is already a giant in the abyss, and he often has a heavy responsibility on his body and cannot be moved lightly. The Great Monk of the Reverse Heaven Realm in front of him still covered his face with a mask in the illusion, deliberately covering his identity.

The Great Monk of the Anti-Heaven Realm sneered: "If you want to know who I am, go to the underworld and ask." Since I made a move today, I want to work with the Demon King to take your life. ”

After speaking, this person swung his fist and slammed it, and his spiritual power simulated a fierce wolf, full of fangs, and pounced on Hua Qianshu. Hua Qianshu breathed a sigh of relief, and the light on the broken army was flourishing, like a round of scorching sun, bursting in the mist.

On the Great Wilderness Garden, everyone saw that the battlefield was suddenly shrouded in mist, and then a loud noise resounded through the sky, not knowing what had happened on the battlefield.

Ayaya Tianchan held two guns in her hands, Nanxun held the Falling Snow Sword, and Beiyue took out the sword to put the finishing touch, and the three of them jumped forward and threw themselves into the unknown fog. Yuan Qiushuang's heart was hot, a horned woman, dare to love and hate, living like this is really wonderful.

Yuan Qiushuang suddenly had a green bamboo in her hand, and the bamboo shadow in her eyebrows was swaying, beautiful as a fantasy. A servant of the Yuan family on the side persuaded: "Miss, you are a daughter, you are in control of the overall situation here, why do you want to risk on the battlefield?"

Yuan Qiushuang shook his head and said: "Planning and planning are not direct enough, only when I go to the battlefield can I know how well I cultivate." After speaking, a bamboo shadow flashed on the battlefield, and Yuan Qiushuang had jumped into the mist.

Together, Bei Lieyang's heart moved, and he instantly pulled the fog into the illusion. In the illusion, the Flying Heaven Realm monk was as steady as a rock, and he made up his mind to fight the Northern Sun until his young opponent was exhausted and retreated.

The mist and the illusion were mixed together, and the Flying Heaven Realm monk carved a trick. There is a trace of magic in the mist, which is pervasive, and the illusion is becoming more and more real. The figure of the Demon Tailing suddenly appeared in front of him, and said with a smile: "Boy, this killing game is enough to destroy you monks, I have a good arrangement with Hua Qianshu?"

The monk was suddenly shocked, it turned out that the Demon Tailing and Hua Qianshu had colluded to kill the monks in the Great Wilderness City. This person was furious and scolded: "Demon Tailing, you are a demon clan, you have traveled thousands of miles to the abyss, just to help Hua Qianshu kill people?"

The Demon Tailing in the illusion smiled, "Are you miscellaneous people also human?"

In front of the monk's eyes, many faces suddenly flashed, all of them were unjust souls who had died tragically at his hands, and those faces were crying in low voices to him, and their eyes were full of blood and tears.

The monk's heart shook, and he cried out, "You are already dead, so why do you have to go back to the abyss?" The faces did not speak, but wept incessantly.

The monk was distraught, waved his hands, and said, "Get out, get out of the way, sooner or later I will advance to the Heavenly Realm and become a great monk, you should feel honored to die at the hands of the great monk." ”

The faces still didn't speak, and the magic spirit in the illusion twisted his hand, and these faces condensed into a large gun. The big gun was full of thunder, and those faces gradually hardened in the thunder.

The demon spirit in the illusion smiled: "Boy, you are dead today, and you still want to advance to the Heavens Realm, wishful thinking. As he spoke, the spirit waved a shot, and the monk flew backwards as he shielded it.

At that moment, a bullet flashed in his back, stabbing the monk in the back of the heart. Bei Lieyang held the big gun, collected the illusion, threw out the struggling monk on the big gun, and said in a deep voice: "With a ghost in your heart, you have killed countless people, and you colluded with the demon clan, adding crime to crime, you miscellaneous people should have died a long time ago." ”

Holding the sky, Bei Lieyang is invincible on the battlefield, stabbing the demon soldiers he encounters to death one by one. At this moment, a scream came. Bei Lieyang followed the sound and rushed over, and found that the monks of the Yuan family were lying in the fog with heavy losses.

Bei Lieyang knew that the situation was critical, and shouted: "Bei Lieyang is here, demon cub, who dares to fight face to face." Hua Qianshu's voice came from the mist: "Hahaha, good man, the fact that you didn't drink with me before has been revealed." ”

Hua Qianshu was covered in blood at this time, holding a sharp spear, and laughing non-stop. The Great Monk of the Heavens Realm on the opposite side was in tattered clothes, his eyes were solemn, he looked at the young monk in front of him, and sighed in his heart, and then he was terrifying.

Bei Lieyang pursed his lips, but he didn't expect that the brave and fierce Hua Qianshu turned out to be a cautious eye, and this little thing was still in mind. At this moment, a voice sounded in the sky: "Qianshu, Lieyang, you drink, why do you have me?"

With the words, the sound of the sword rang out, and the boundless spiritual power tore the fog apart piece by piece. In the dark sky, a flying eagle flew from the sky, and a man on the eagle stood proudly. On the sword in the man's hand, murderous aura and spiritual power were mixed together, and the hidden edge was sharp within the avenue, unpredictable, and endless light illuminated the entire battlefield.

The monk on the other side of Hua Qianshu sighed and suddenly disappeared. Beiyue's voice sounded on the battlefield: "It's a half-hour, you're finally here, I have demon soldiers and demon generals by my side, as well as rebellious monks, why don't you come and save me quickly." ”

Hua Banqing's body moved slightly, sighed, raised his divine teeth, and killed in the direction of Beiyue. A sword light tore through the fog and wiped out all the opponents around Beiyue.

Hua Banqing walked slowly in the void, came to the side of the Demon Tailing, and said with a smile: "Demon King, you came to the abyss, your brain is broken, don't you know that my human race has a teleportation spirit rune? Since I am here today, stay here. ”

After speaking, the sword light burst out, enveloping the Demon Tailing in one fell swoop. Hua Qianshu held the broken army, and the Northern Lieyang held the sky, one spear and one gun, and then killed. The Demon Tailing was in danger, unable to cover it, and was stabbed all over the body by three divine soldiers.

Everyone watching the battle was puzzled, such a demon king seemed to be a little too weak?