On the long street, when Li Fuyao slashed the Fengquan Demon Monarch with a sword, Fenglu also got up from the ruins, just looking at this scene, the young genius of the demon land was stunned, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Li Fuyao!"

Li Fuyao spit out a mouthful of blood, he was already at the end of the crossbow before, if he didn't hold on to his breath, let alone kill the Fengquan Demon Monarch, he would have died here.

It's just that after killing the Fengquan Demon Monarch this time, there is no longer the strength to fight, and the Spirit Mansion is extremely empty.

I'm afraid that at this time, any person who makes a move can put Li Fuyao to death, but on the long street, the battle between Ye Shengge and Youli has not yet been decided, and the Pingnan Demon Monarch and Bi Fang Ancestor here have not made any moves.

The Floating Cloud Demon Monarch, who was already dying, didn't react at all.

Even if Li Fuyao was like this, no one immediately took action.

He pestled the ground with his sword, but he still fell on his knees, and the blood stained red and white snow, slowly spreading into the distance.

Qinghuai ate the holy pill and turned into a little green snake, which was in Li Fuyao's arms, and Li Fuyao could feel her vitality.

The saint Dan of the Yanhe saint is not an ordinary saint, this saint has studied the three religions, although the qualifications cannot support him to rush through the sea, but in order to live forever, he has also made many attempts.

He even once practiced two of the three of the Reading Seed, the Dao Seed, and the Zen Seed into an elixir.

It is precisely because of this that he has been able to live for thousands of years.

The Saint Pill cultivated with his blood is probably really better than ordinary saints, if it weren't for this, it would be impossible for Qinghuai to save his life.

It's just that I have my life, but I don't know how to wake up Qinghuai next, even if he wakes up, will he be a monk or become an ordinary person.

No one knows about these things.

Pingnan Demon Monarch straightened up, and then glanced at Bi Fang Old Ancestor, who trembled and hesitated on his face.

"With so many people dead, do you think you can get out of it all?"

Bi Fang Ancestor has always been reluctant to get involved in these things, because long before the Demon Ancestor, there was already a sparrow who came to see him, although the sparrow didn't do anything to him, but the coercion he felt on it was really not comparable to ordinary people.

When he saw the Demon Ancestor, he felt that kind of power, although the two were different, but he also felt very terrifying.

Sandwiched between these two people, Bi Fang Ancestor really didn't dare to do anything easily.

But now that the Pingnan Demon Monarch has spoken, the sword immortal on the other side has no strength to fight again, if he Bifang Ancestor doesn't do anything, he doesn't have to wait for the sparrow to come, and the Demon Ancestor is enough to tear him to pieces.

He was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Now that my demon clan has suffered heavy casualties, the demon ancestor still has to fight a big war?"

The established strategy of the demon clan to go south has already been decided, just after the capture of Qingtian City.

It's just that maybe even the Demon Ancestor didn't expect that so many people would be lost.

Li Fuyao alone has already killed three Canghai.

Heavy Light Demon Monarch, Wind Spring Demon Monarch, and Mountain Shaking Demon Monarch.

The three demon monarchs died under the sword of a sword immortal.

There are only a few demon monarchs on the face of the demon clan now, even if they are in the deep mountains and old forests, there are still a few, but I am afraid that they are only the number of palms.

There is still a war, Bi Fang Ancestor is very worried.

The demon race has a demon ancestor, but the human race also has a young autumn.

Even if the realm of the Demon Ancestor is really so high that it can be enough to suppress Chao Qingqiu, will this battle definitely be won?

Besides, Chao Qingqiu is not so easy to provoke.

Chao Qingqiu's invincible posture still left many shadows on them in the end.

"You don't have to think about the rest of the story, just do what you have to do. "Pingnan Demon Monarch's face was pale, but he still said it very clearly.

Bi Fang Ancestor looked at the young sword immortal in the distance and sighed.

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Qingtian City is almost half ruined, and the battle between Ye Shengge and Youli is also in the middle of the air, these two monks who have achieved the sea as women are the best in this world, especially Ye Shengge.

The golden light and demonic energy are intertwined in this heavy snow, and there is life and death at any time, and when the golden light spreads, another golden light will be born in Ye Shengge's palm, maintaining the number of golden lights.

The golden light in the sky is almost impossible to open your eyes.

But the two people who were wrapped in these golden lights were expressionless.

Ye Shengge knows a lot of Taoism, and so does the demon demon.

The two fought each other, and no one dared to take it lightly for a quarter of an hour.

A purple thunderbolt exploded between the two.

Demon Li's petite body fell back a few feet, but after a pause in mid-air, it quickly swept in front of Ye Shengge.

Originally, Demon Li was ready for Ye Shengge to retreat, but she didn't think that Ye Shengge would not retreat.

The two Canghai monks fought hand-to-hand like this.

Demon Li's fist, which didn't look too big, with a majestic demonic aura, directly slammed into Ye Shengge's chest, if it was hit by such a punch, then no matter how wonderful Ye Shengge's realm was, he would be seriously injured.

However, at the same time as this punch was blasted, Ye Shengge's palm had already given birth to countless golden lights, which bloomed here in an instant, and with one palm, it had already slapped towards the Heavenly Spirit Gai of Demon Li.

The strong wind brought by the majestic demonic aura had already blown Ye Shengge's long hair, but Ye Shengge didn't react, her face was expressionless, as if she wanted to make up her mind to exchange injuries for her life.

Demon Li's brows furrowed, and without the slightest hesitation, he had already withdrawn that punch to resist the majestic golden light.

The golden light fell on her arm, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, and Youli's face remained unchanged, but she quickly stepped back.

Because at this time, Ye Shengge had already sacrificed a magic weapon.

Demon Li snorted coldly and slapped it away with one palm, but Ye Shengge had already come to her.

Life and death, this kind of thing, no one can say.

Ye Shengge is a Taoist of Shen Xie Mountain, in the previous years, it was indeed a person who cultivated on the mountain, and had no experience in fighting the enemy, but later she traveled a lot of places and made many moves, naturally, she was no longer the original her.

The bloodline just makes her go faster than others, and to say that the real combat power is inseparable from herself.

The two are against each other, and life and death are in the same thought.

It's just that when Youli was forced to retreat this time, and then was about to reverse the situation, between heaven and earth, several vast breaths like the sea suddenly appeared.

Majestic demonic spirit!

It's not one or two, it's five.

Just outside Qingtian City.

These five breaths, some are rich and some are not so strong, which all represent the cultivation of the master realm of that breath.

But without exception, they are all monsters of the sea.

The demon race and the human race are always in the game, and no one's family background is really in front of each other like this.

How many big demons of the demon clan are, the human race will never know.

Whether there are several big demons hidden in the deep mountains and old forests is now conclusive.

At least these five big demons, the human race has never known.

As for the Terran side, it's hard to say whether there will be a few saints still hiding.

"Woo......"

As the five Canghai Great Demons approached Qingtian City, between heaven and earth, a horn suddenly sounded.

There is a black pressure in the distant mountains, and a demon cultivator is pressing.

Like a tide, it is surging towards Qingtian City.

That's the army of the demon clan, heading straight to Qingtian City!

Covering the sky and the sun, I can't see how many demon cultivators there are, but the demonic aura emitted by these demon cultivators is like a thick cloud, which can't be dispersed.

How many demon clans should have gathered together to have such great power.

The Canghai monks of the human race may be able to have more than the demon land, but in terms of the number of ordinary monks, it is far less.

This was proven 6,000 years ago.

Now, do you have to prove it again?

A golden light burst out from Ye Shengge's palm, forcing Demon Li to retreat, and then swept towards the long street, wanting to take Li Fuyao away.

In this situation, no one can resist it.

Demon Li sneered: "Want to go?"

No one could have thought that the Demon Ancestor would sweep over with such a large area of the Demon Clan in order to set foot in Qingtian City.

Maybe their purpose is not in Qingtian City, but just going south.

Qingtian City is just passing by.

Now that there are so many big demons that have been damaged, starting a war at this time is definitely not a good thing for the demon clan.

But if that's the case, why is it necessary?

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On the surface of the Sangjiang River, the small boat still did not shake much on the surface of the river that had already made ripples, Ye Sheng looked at Qingtian City, and was ready to make a move.

Even if the demon clan army is here, it can't stop him from saving Ye Shengge.

Ye Changting quietly looked into the distance, already holding the hilt of the sword.

Only Chao Qingqiu, he looked at the teapot in front of him.

"Here he comes. ”

In the distance, behind the black oppressive army, behind the five Canghai demons, there was a black-haired old man, standing on top of a big chariot.

The face is expressionless.