More than three months have passed, and Pan Heng also spent his 20th birthday in the wilderness.

Since the sword killed the three major grandmaster-level masters of the Bright Church, the world has really been much cleaner, of course, Pan Heng will not be arrogant and think that the Bright Church, which has stood for hundreds of years, will admit it, so Pan Heng has also accelerated the speed of harvesting high-level fierce beasts, and dared to go all the way to the No. 36 base.

When passing by the junction of the Church of Light and the Dark Court, Pan Heng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, which was an endless confrontation between small and medium-sized warships and dense armies of war beasts, angels, demons, fierce beasts and other technologies combined with magic.

The scene was extremely grand, but the legions on both sides were very restrained, but the scouts of the squad often fought constantly, and there were many people who caught each other each other, and this situation almost never stopped from morning to night.

Pan Heng secretly observed for a few days, whether it was the Legion of Light or the Legion of Darkness, if he randomly divided a part of his forces to deal with him, he would be bombarded into scum immediately.

In the face of the great power of the group army, I am afraid that if you are not a congenital master, you must temporarily avoid its peak.

Strength, or not enough!

Because of the comprehension of the invincible sword heart, Pan Heng used three months to open the general comprehension of the previous sword god mastery, coupled with the role of the invincible sword body, the sword realm is a thousand miles in a day, and the single-round kendo realm is almost already at the level of a senior martial artist.

Although there are still three small realms of junior generals, intermediate generals, and senior generals from the grandmaster, you must know that even the Tianjiao demons hidden by the major clans are also cultivated freely, so that they can achieve the position of grandmaster before the age of 20.

Pan Heng has only been in a few months, and the level of kendo has reached the realm of a high-level martial artist that can only be reached by ordinary people for decades, and if he wants to say it, his cheap master, Sword God Gu Yi, will drop his jaw in shock.

Despite this, with the growing strength of Pan Heng, the knowledge and knowledge are constantly accumulating, and it is okay to dominate the No. 9 base now, but whether it is in the Martial Arts Association, the Human Limit Pavilion, or the Church of Light or the Dark Church, it is impossible to do what you want.

In the Demon God Hall of the Dark Court, there are nine huge Demon King Divine Seats on the platform, and forty or fifty meters below the stage, hundreds of strange demons in black robes and hoods sit in a semicircle.

In the middle of the Nine Demon King Thrones is a huge statue of the Demon God Satan, with six pairs of wings as black as ink, but it looks extremely handsome and chic, but the corners of the mouth with a trace of evil charm and red eyes make people look awe-inspiring, uneasy, and extremely uncomfortable.

The throne of the demon god is also empty, and there are four huge demon king thrones on the left and right, on the left side is a demon god full of hatred and hatred, then a charming and enchanting peerless witch, again a huge demon god as burly as a mountain, and finally a sinister and cunning wizened old demon who makes people palpitate.

On the right, some are bathed in the fire of hell, some are on top of hurricanes and thunders, some are holding dragon swords, and there is even a skeleton demon god who is just pitch black.

On each demon king's throne sat a demon king dressed up like the statue of the demon god behind him, all of them majestic and extraordinary.

The grim-faced old man said faintly: "The last time the No. 9 base was fought, our dark court returned with no benefits, and was extorted by the federal government for a large amount of maintenance costs, but a few days later, Pan Heng, the apprentice of the ancient ghost, suddenly returned, all the way to the west, it seems that he is practicing martial arts, the strange thing is that the three great masters who actually killed those birdmen a few days ago, calculate the time, it is almost to our territory, everyone, what do you think?"

The hateful Demon King's face was hideous and terrifying, and he said, "What do you mean, Old Snake Demon, do you suspect that that thing is on Pan Heng's body?

The djinn-like demon god shouted, "Then what are you waiting for, just go and grab it." ”

The Dry Bone Demon God also agreed: "I agree with the trolls, since the three great grandmaster-level masters of the Church of Light have been killed, it proves that the thing has not been snatched yet, if we don't speed up our actions, and wait for the four cardinals to come out casually, there will be no food for us." ”

"The soldier is fast, let's intercept and kill Pan Heng!"

"Yes, those white-bearded old men won't wait for us!"

The Fire Demon King and the Wind and Thunder Demon King also echoed in unison.

The Snake Demon King lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said: "Our eight demon kings can't come out of the nest, otherwise the Legion of Light will take the opportunity to invade, and it will be difficult for our side to resist, so at most two demon kings will be dispatched, which is almost equivalent to a cardinal, and it should be easy to take down the junior of Panheng." ”

"I'll go!" the Troll King slammed to his feet, waving a casserole-sized fist with a surging battle intent.

"High disciple of the Sword God, I, the Sword Demon King, also want to meet for a while!" the Double Sword Demon King also stood up and said.

The Snake Demon King said: "Since you take the initiative to ask for help, then I wish you a victory!"

"Hehe, old snake, this credit is destined to be for both of us, you just wait!" the Troll King slammed his chest into the chest, making a loud thunderous noise.

"I don't care about any merit, I only care about the sword of the sword god master, whether it is sharp enough or not!" The Twin Sword Demon King gently rubbed his demon sword path like a lover.

"You can rest assured, that kid should be near the border, and we will send troops to concentrate on attacking the Legion of Light, attract most of their firepower, and give that kid a chance to escape into our territory, so that even if the cardinal chases him personally, he will not dare to go deep alone. The snake old demon laughed.

"Knight Chief, look at that little guy in Boyka, he is one of the young heroes of our Holy Knights, an outstanding student of the seminary, and he has won three consecutive battles in today's blood battle, but he can kill that group of demon cubs!" On the huge metal fortress of the Legion of Light, two high-ranking generals were pointing at the ring in the center of the border.

In the middle of the junction, in a clearing mixed with blood and silt, a sturdy young man dressed in holy armor and armed with a great sword slashed through a vicious monster, causing the crowd of the Church of Light behind him to cheer.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The young man was extremely proud, and while he was enjoying this kind of vanity that everyone was looking forward to, three fiery scarlet balls of light suddenly lit up in the sky of the demon race, each with a diameter of nearly a hundred meters, breaking through the thick lead cloud and roaring towards the metal fortress of the Legion of Light.

"This, this is the Demon God Cannon, are they crazy, are they crazy?"

"It's not good, the demons are at war, defend quickly!"

"Despicable demons, ah......"

Countless people from the Legion of Light didn't have time to react at all, and they were bombarded into slag by the roaring Demon God cannon, and there was nothing left.

There was a mess in the communicator of the Legion of Light, and ten archangel statues more than two hundred meters high raised their swords one after another, pointing in the direction of the Dark Legion, and suddenly ten incandescent white pillars of light with a thickness of tens of meters shot out, and countless monsters were wiped out in the screams.

Looking down from the sky, the boundless white and the endless black gathered towards the flashpoint of the war, and the hidden pan Heng watched in puzzlement as the teams of the Legion of Light frantically converged towards the center, full of question marks!