The demon race does not have a fixed form like the human race and the beast race, and the heavenly demon clone also has no substance. It's just that in the years that he has been hidden in the Canglan Realm, he has been condensed into a human form for convenience, and he still maintains the appearance of a monk when he appears at this time.

The facial features condensed by the jet-black demonic qi are somewhat similar to those of the Tu Shan clan, and if you look closely, you will also see a little bit of the shadow of the Mo family. The moment the clone appeared, the demon cultivator in the rear knelt down, prostrate in the air and worshipped, like a group of loyal and honest slaves.

Among these monks who have become demon slaves, there have also been people who are skeptical.

What they yearn for is a more powerful force, and it will be of great benefit to let the Immortal Cultivation Realm fall into the Demon Cultivation Realm, but they are half-suspicious of the Demon Race and the Heavenly Demon Clone, and it is not until they feel this terrifying aura at this moment that they really give birth to a heart of surrender.

This breath shocked them, and even their hair was shouting excitedly, wanting to follow behind the demon lord and make the creatures of all worlds tremble under their feet!

The heavenly demon clone that revealed his human form did not move for a long time, his body was not much taller than the monk, the armor and battle robe condensed by the demonic qi flew in the wind, and the awe of the monks behind him was completely ignored by it.

It only looked silently into the distance, looking at the sharp claws drilled out of the sea of mountains and demons, and furrowed its brows slightly as if it was a little puzzled. The black mist shrouded in the fingertips of the claws, and when it first condensed, it seemed to have turned into substance, but now it seemed to have collapsed.

The Heavenly Demon clone stretched out his right hand and condensed into a spear out of thin air, the sharp tip of the spear pointed at the slender hand in the depths of the clouds and mist in the distant sky, piercing the sky across time and space at a speed that no one could react to.

It does not belong to the lower realm, nor does it belong to the heavens and ten thousand worlds, and its every move is contrary to the laws of this realm, which naturally causes spatial shocks. The Heavenly Dao Law of the Canglan Realm was once again impacted, and the spatial cracks raging outside the sky were getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that they were about to be unable to withstand these forces that surpassed the peak of the Nether Realm.

The slender hand that was far blank looked thin and soft, but when the spear crossed the space and time and pointed directly at its palm, that hand turned into a shadow in a short time than the blink of an eye, and froze for that moment, causing the time of the entire Canglan Realm to stand still for a moment.

Except for the slender hand and claw, even the Heavenly Demon clone was stopped in place by the power of time, and it vaguely felt that it was limited by time, and it could even clearly see that the finger pointed and shattered the spear it condensed with all its strength in the frozen time.

The monks behind it were like dead creatures, and the huge waves and demonic energy set off by the sea were also condensed at the moment when the slender hand turned, and there were many water droplets that rushed into the air, and they stopped steadily when they were about to fall. From the Northern Plains to the Central Plains, from the West to the East China Sea, no living creature can escape the solidification of time.

But it was only this moment, when all the living beings returned to normal, the spear had long disappeared into invisibility, and in the eyes of the demon cultivators behind the Heavenly Demon Clone, the slender hand turned the attack away without moving, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

The Heavenly Demon clone felt it clearly, but it was only a clone after all, and it couldn't escape the shackles of time just now, so it could only watch its attack dissolve.

"Lord ......" At this time, a true monarch of the Tu Shan clan stepped forward from outside the sky. He was dressed in black and tattered like a mortal beggar, his pale face was faintly blue, and when he knelt in front of the Heavenly Demon clone, he couldn't stop the trembling caused by his serious injury.

"Our side lost five avatars in the battle outside the sky, but the other side only killed one and seriously injured two. Now the sky is full of spatial cracks and frenzied winds, and because the hand of the demon lord has disrupted the law, I will wait......"

"Useless waste. Before he could finish speaking, the Heavenly Demon clone's unsalty and indifferent rebuke had already echoed in the Far Eastern Seas. "If you can't win, the deity can't spare you. Don't get out of here!"

Tu Shan Zhenjun lost face in front of a group of young people, he was reprimanded and threatened, thinking that the battle in the air was fierce, he couldn't bother to ask for help.

Before he came, he actually knew that his request for help would not be satisfied, after all, the Canglan Realm was already extremely fragile, and if there was an overly strong force to join, it would definitely be completely destroyed.

They didn't occupy the Immortal Cultivation Realm for the sake of destruction. The law can be repaired, but a realm is completely destroyed, and even if it wins, it is meaningless.

Tu Shan Zhenjun left with a serious injury, and his eyes looking out of the sky were a little uncertain.

There were still dozens of god-transforming battles there, and even further away, there were also Refining Void Spirit Monarchs who suppressed their cultivation. And their side has been suppressed from the beginning, will there be a turnaround......

Tu Shan Zhenjun disappeared over the East China Sea in the blink of an eye with doubts and worries, and the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators heard that the situation outside the sky was not good, and their hearts were also a little shaken.

However, if the aura of the Heavenly Demon Clone lingered beside him, and the momentum of the sharp claw in the distance was not weak, the demon cultivators still calmed down and knelt in the air waiting for the order.

After all, the battle outside the sky is only a part of this big battle, even if the god transformation period is all lost, and there are still the hands of the demon lord and the heavenly demon clone, they only need to do their best to kill those Dao cultivators and demon cultivators who are in the way.

The Heavenly Demon Clone saw that the claws were getting darker and darker, and a trace of determination flashed in the black eyes of the condensed demonic energy, and it didn't look back and dropped a sentence of "continue to fight", and then the figure disappeared in front of the eyes of the demon cultivators.

The moment it left, the claws slammed up like a flame, and the Heavenly Demon clone threw itself into it, obviously fueling the claw attack, and the heavy black mist jumped and flickered in the distant space, once again making the entire Canglan Realm tremble.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators were arrogant, and they walked away with a fighting spirit, and chased in the direction where the Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators left.

......

He Miaomiao thought of Dawu Nuer's determination, and thought of the price he and the Qu family paid for this battle, so she followed her hope and couldn't help but have a confidence that she would win.

With this faith, she influenced Quan Ling and Lin Song, and influenced the demon cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain who she met by chance, and after the demon cultivators dispersed, she influenced more monks with this faith.

Compared to the doubts of the Heavenly Demon clone, compared to the frustration of the other party's Transformation God True Monarch, and compared to the intention of the Yuan Infant Demon cultivators to forcibly convince themselves, the monks on their side became more and more confident.

Even if he just heard the ethereal fate, it also made the momentum of the cultivators skyrocket, and when they faced the battle, they had the confidence to win, which was naturally more than a step stronger than the apprehensive demon cultivators.

At this time, He Miaomiao didn't know that if she cheered up the demon cultivators, it would have such a big impact on her own camp. She stood in the air, beside her was the surprised Quan Ling and the expressionless Lin Song, and the three of them watched the Jin Dan at the pole of the eye fight successfully, and did not step forward for a long time.

"Miao Miao, do you want to help her?"

"Not necessarily. Nian Youlan has been imprisoned for many years, although she didn't know how to get out, but she bumped into the hands of Sister Yanzi, and there was only one way to die. ”