Xinchen bowed deeply to the fierce back, and turned away with tears. Li Guang stared at the demon dragon, slowly raised his left hand and stretched it out to the back of his head, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, slowly pulled out his spine and turned into a golden bone sword! The demon dragon was attracted by the long roar and flew towards Li Guang quickly. Li Guang no longer paid attention to the fast-flying demon dragon, but lowered his head and gazed at the bone sword in his hand gently, and said to himself: "Mother, I'm sorry, it seems that the child can't avenge you with the blade Immortal Emperor." The empty right sleeve was windless, and it gently brushed the bone sword, as if a mother brushed the child's forehead.

The demon dragon slowly landed in the open space in front of the tent, and the demon lord jumped down, and then turned to Qian Xue, who was standing at the head of the dragon, and said, "Xue'er, I have some things to do here, and I'll leave the rest to you." Qian Xue answered, and the dragon soared into the air, leaving only the Demon Lord and Li Guang in front of the tent. The Demon Lord looked at Li Guang who was holding the bone sword, and asked quietly: "You are the descendant of the bone immortal lineage, who are you Li Yuan?"

Li Guang suddenly raised his head and said angrily: "In the dark night, my mother was demoted to the Heavenly Abyss, in addition to the Immortal Emperor's dog thief, didn't you also contribute!"

The Demon Lord looked at the furious Li Guang and said calmly: "It turns out that you are the son of the envoy of Tianyuan Town. I admit that your mother's demotion to the heavens was implicated in your aunt's affairs, but Ah Kite has already passed away, and if she is alive, she doesn't want to watch her sister suffer!"

Li Guang no longer dwelled on the past, and said resolutely: "I will destroy half of your country, don't say much, fight!" As he spoke, he held the sword in his left hand and pointed obliquely at the sky, and the golden flames rose all over his body, and he rushed towards the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord pulled out the jade flute at his waist and transformed into an emerald green magic sword, facing the golden bone sword that came from the slash. The Demon Lord's spiritual power is much higher than Li Guang's, and the sword at this moment is completely out of respect for Li Guang. The two swords struck each other, and after a crisp sound, the bone sword instantly turned into powder. As the bone sword shattered, Li Guang's figure gradually faded, and the bone sword turned into a point of light and slowly dissipated into the night sky. The Demon Lord silently put away the jade flute, leaned into his waist again, and walked towards the Demon Capital City without looking back!

The million-strong army of the herdsmen who had poured out the strength of the country was less than 100,000 when they returned to the Green Ridge Stone City, and the rest were buried in the blood-colored wilderness outside the Demon Capital. And not far behind the remaining 100,000 remnants of the soldiers was the roaring demon wolf horse, and the group had already been chased exhausted. Xinchen looked up and happened to see Cheng Yu standing at the head of the city. Cheng Yu also looked at Xinchen, the two looked at each other, and Xinchen felt the determination in his eyes. Cheng Yu shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I, Cheng Yu, are here in Shicheng, and the demon soldiers will take half a step!" and then turned to the wolf rider who was rushing in the distance. Xinchen silently dismounted, bowed deeply in the direction of Shicheng, and then turned over on his horse and continued to flee to the east with the remnants of the army.

It was another round of blood-like remnant sun, and the stone city was also dyed blood-colored, and the sound of the battle behind him gradually became muffled, and I think that the figure on the city was probably only a touch of blood! The dust of his heart was drowned in boundless sorrow, so why didn't he want to spill blood heroically, but then what? Who will bear the stormy eastern soil? The bones covered by the barren grass in the western regions may also laugh heartily for the company of the compatriots in the eastern region, right?

When night fell, Xinchen led 100,000 remnants of soldiers to take a breath in the time exchanged for the blood of his compatriots in Shicheng, and then walked into the boundless sea of grass. In the darkness, the sea of grass lit up with a ghostly light, it was the natural warrior of the demon race-the demon wolf! The bloody battle royale began again...

More than ten days later, when I returned to the Yinma River again, there were only more than 10,000 people left in Xinchen's team, and all of them were injured. Everyone was already waiting to die, but somehow the wolf rider who was chasing after him suddenly stopped and roared at the moon on the other side of the river.

Beside the full moon in the high sky, the figure of the demon dragon suddenly appeared, but the demon dragon did not chase after it, but only hovered over the other side of the river. Xinchen got up silently and gathered everyone to continue to flee to the east, it seems that Ah Xue deliberately let himself live. The fear of death overcame exhaustion, and the people, who had been paralyzed, miraculously stood up again after seeing the hope of survival, dragging their broken bodies and persistently walking eastward. There were no more wolves behind him, and even those wild demon wolves seemed to have received some orders, and they didn't know where they were hiding.

When the morning light lit up again, everyone finally saw the deep valley mouth, and the valley mouth at this time brought everyone no longer depression, but hope for life. Everyone supported each other and stood silently in Taniguchi for a long time, for the sake of those compatriots who have passed away, and also for themselves who are about to usher in a new life. Is it possible to truly live after crossing death?

Without the banner that covered the sky and the sun, and without the terrifying chariot, the narrow and unusually narrow Hangu seemed a little empty at this time, and the bright line in front of it seemed to inject endless magic power into everyone, and they all ran towards the bright line! This already exhausted remnant soldier actually took less than an hour to leave Hangu, and in front of him was, the coveted Xijing!