After the Sword Saint finished speaking, the Peng Clan Saint was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"Nothing! whatever you want!" the Juggernaut smiled.

Under the banner of the Terran Marshal, Huangfu Xuan stood proudly, carefully observing every battle situation on the battlefield.

"The order, the people of the Ouyang family withdrew to rest, and the people of the Feng Clan went up. Huangfu Xuanbo ordered loudly.

"Obey!" Immediately, a large Luo Jinxian took the order and left.

Not far from Shuai Qi, there were a large number of monks who were resting in rotation, all looking at the back of the prince of the imperial family with admiration at this moment.

The two demon clans joined forces, and they thought they would be forced to retreat step by step, but they didn't even have too many desperate plans at first. But the young man in front of him changed everything, and he proved to everyone with practical actions that the human race was still the strongest race in the Ancient Continent, even if it was a combination of foreign races and traitors, it was nothing more than that.

"Unless you step on my corpse, you don't want to get an inch of land in Zhongshenzhou. ”

The rhetoric of the beginning of the war, the man did it. Half a year ago, behind the demon alliance was Yun Mengze, and half a year later, behind them was still Yun Mengze, and they didn't move forward half a step.

The only difference is that Yun Mengze, who was extremely clear at the beginning, has become a palpitating dark red at this time.

Huangfu Xuanbo looked at the battle in the distance, he was not only a commander but also a strong man, he also wanted to find an evenly matched opponent like Meng Xuan and Jian Mingsheng, and have a hearty battle.

But all kinds of education received since childhood. Let him know clearly. The duty of a commander is definitely not just to be brave and ruthless. What is needed is to look at the overall situation and strategize. What he wants to take in the future is the path of the Great Emperor, not just a peerless powerhouse.

"It's a pity, Zhao Lei is not here, there are still regrets in this battle!" Huangfu Xuanbo sighed lightly. Now that the situation of the Terrans is very good, morale is high, and victory is only a matter of time. Even if you can't really chase into the opponent's territory, you can definitely fight the real power of the human race.

And his goal of using this battle to establish supreme prestige can naturally be achieved, and the regret in his heart is that Zhao Lei, the strongest rookie in the demon clan, is not there. It was a bit of a pity to tie this battle.

In the center of the battlefield, in that area of blood and fire, endless vitality fluctuations spread from time to time.

The Blood Saint Disciple and Yang Zhu, the two top powerhouses in the Taiyi Golden Immortal, had already entered a white-hot battle at this moment.

A Blood Demon Miracle. There are thousands of incarnations, virtual and real, and no one can determine the real body. The other directly turned himself into a flame, without a tangible form. Every ray of flame is not his real body, but every ray of flame can become his true deity at any time.

Yang Zhu came out of the Vermilion Bird Pond and got a great opportunity, although now he is only at the peak realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but the flame has basically turned into a whirling heavenly fire that can only be used by saints.

Once he can advance to the saint realm, he will probably be able to directly use the most domineering Sun True Fire. In terms of the level of energy used alone, even Meng Xuan was ashamed of himself.

And the Blood Saint Disciple is also extraordinary. He is neither a human race nor a demon race, but a demon spirit incarnated by the sea of blood, who is destined to become the top powerhouse in this world in the future.

The sea of blood does not wither, the blood saint does not die, and the blood saint disciple is naturally the same as a demon spirit, no matter how many injuries he has suffered, as long as a trace of true spirit is immortal and he is put into the sea of blood to warm up, he will be able to recover quickly.

A natural fire body. All evils do not invade, a sea of blood incarnation, and the magic power is vast. The two met like a needle against Maimang, and chess met opponents. Comparable.

And the battle between Meng Xuan and Prince Qilin was the most gorgeous.

The combination of the Dao Pattern of Force and the Sharp Dao Pattern makes the strength of the Qilin Prince's attack beyond the ordinary. Attack power alone. He is definitely not weaker than Zhao Lei, but Zhao Lei's speed is too fast, so he can't fight at all, so he was defeated in the first place.

Moreover, the strength of the Qilin's own physique and bloodline is absolutely amazing, born with golden scales, terrifying defense, and general attacks are simply ignored. The recovery ability is even more terrifying, even Zhao Lei sighs to himself, maybe only Chen Pan can compare with it if he tries his best to urge Panjue.

With powerful attacks, terrifying defense, and a matchless ability to recover, if it weren't for the lack of speed, the Kirin Prince could simply be described as perfect. The primeval royal family is by no means in vain.

And the so-called lack of speed is only for a pervert like Zhao Lei, and the speed of Prince Qilin is definitely not weaker than any other rookie powerhouse.

All this is enough to make him a terrifying weapon of destruction on such a battlefield, if it weren't for Meng Xuan's containment, the current situation of the human race would definitely not be so optimistic.

"Collapse!" Prince Qilin roared angrily, with one hand as a fist and the other as a claw, he killed Meng Xuan with all his might. There are not too many fancy, only the most direct and violent attacks. The so-called king is to solve the enemy in the most direct way.

"Jade Column Ji Xue!" The jade condensation frost shook, Meng Xuan did not retreat but advanced, and the ice dao pattern appeared around it, forming a large array. Hundreds of miles of wind and snow, thousands of miles of frost.

The speed of the Qilin Prince was drastically weakened, and the jade condensation frost entrained with thousands of frosts directly slashed at his fist and claw.

The frost shattered, and the heavens and the earth cracked. A terrifying explosion of energy appeared between the two and swept across the battlefield. The rocks pierced through the air, and countless huge ice cubes appeared in an instant, like mountains made of ice and snow.

The Qilin Prince's Dao Pattern and Sharp Dao Pattern also came instantly.

"Silence and ruins!" Prince Qilin roared angrily, and an endless terrifying power bloomed in an instant, and the simple destruction had been sublimated to the level of destruction, and the thousands of mountains instantly shattered and razed to the ground.

"Born with a Dao body, it's different, a boy with no name actually has such a talent to be able to confront the descendants of the primeval royal family. In time, this son will definitely become the mainstay of the human race!" said a saint from the evil cultivation realm with a smile, but his eyes were looking at a demon saint beside him.

This demon saint has a dragon head, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a strong body, which is the saint sent by the Qilin clan this time.

A saint of the primeval royal family, needless to say, has the most strength. At this moment, he looked at the battlefield calmly, but he didn't know if he was observing Prince Qilin or Meng Xuan.

"I often hear juniors say that there are four demons in the late rookies, Peng Demon, Ice Demon, Fire Demon and Human Demon. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name, and in time, it would definitely not be weaker than us. It's a pity that the human demon and the Peng demon are not there, otherwise it would be even more exciting here. There was a saint sighing slightly.

The victory of the war is not in their hearts at all, this is just a tempering for the disciples of all parties, everyone knows that if the two regions start a war, it is still up to them to decide the victory or defeat. Although these late-stage rookies are strong, it is still too early to say that they can dominate the general trend.

"Not bad......" The other saint nodded, and was about to continue to say something, when suddenly he frowned and looked into the distance.

Far away, there were terrifying energy fluctuations, and from a distance, it looked like a hurricane, rushing towards the battlefield.