The righteous young elite and the eight demon emperors, in the first duel, the third demon emperor Zhu Xing won.

It's just that neither side expected such a victory, so there was some silence in the scene for a while, and no one took the initiative to speak.

At this time, another righteous path elite who had not suppressed his anger walked out, his eyes staring at the Demon Emperor in front of him, and the provocation was strong.

"If your plan is for us to fight with you one by one, then the daughter of Jian Fengxue, I'm afraid the pattern is too small. He shook his head, and it was he who the righteous elite was looking at with a provocative gaze.

But he didn't fight, and he didn't have the need to fight, because he always remembered the purpose of his coming.

Leaving the moment, including the rest of the Seven Great Demon Emperors, they didn't come here to fight with these young and eccentric monks, this was a battlefield, not a ring.

What the battlefield needs is war, and how to bring war requires constant killing. Dead people can make this place more like a battlefield.

Therefore, he didn't intend to wait for Jian Mantian's answer at all, and after throwing out his doubts or ridicule, he rushed to the side of the righteous path in an instant, and slapped his palm on the head of the elite monk.

How powerful the palm of the hand is, Chen Qingzhu, who has been seriously injured before, and Jasmine Knife Immortal Jiang Linyun can both experience it.

was slapped on the head by such a palm, which was the same as a watermelon smashed by a hammer, and all the black seeds and red soil came out at once.

Jian Mantian finally stopped lowering her head, her feet stepped on strange steps, and there were pieces of afterimage in front of her, and the whole person retreated. However, those elite cultivators who had been selected by the righteous path to swallow the Violent Body Pill, including Gu Xihan and Han Xianzi, rushed forward greatly.

With this retreat and advance, the two sides shortened the distance and soon fought in one place.

The violent collision of spells can shake the impact and power of the earth, and can make the power of the heaven and earth mutation mixed together.

It's like the dawn rising in the sky and the dark dome that can't be dispelled overhead.

"That's war. Farther away in the Demon Domain, the Demon Master Yi Xiang held the Fan through the Waves, admiring the picture in front of him with an intoxicated face, the sound of the impact and fighting, and the battle between life and death, every point stimulated his heart.

Behind him, there was a neat black shadow, all of them wearing the same treasure clothes that could be hidden, leaving only a dark shadow.

This is the famous Shadow Legion of the Demon Domain, and it is also a powerful army directly controlled by the First Demon Domain Demon Master Yi Xiang, no one knows where they will appear from, just like no one knows how many people there are in the Shadow Legion and who there are.

"My lord, when will we be able to strike? "It was Bai Sha, the deputy commander of the regiment, who spoke.

"It's not time yet, I don't believe he hasn't a backhand yet, just like he doesn't believe me and only sends these miscellaneous fish to fight. ”

Yi Xiang's original smile suddenly disappeared again, and his gentle face was full of gloom, and his unstable expression was not easy to face even if it was Bai Sha.

He called the strong appearance of the sword in the sky, and those young elites of the eighth realm who suddenly came out as miscellaneous fish, which made Bai Sha smile bitterly.

He has just broken through to the eighth realm, could it be that in Yi Xiang's mind, he also belongs to the miscellaneous fish? What about those demon emperors, are they also miscellaneous fish?

Bai Sha didn't dare to think about it, because the identities of both sides were far higher than him, and he didn't even think about such a thing.

He took advantage of the effort to bow his head and look sideways, standing on the same level as him, there were seven other people, seven new deputy commanders.

Bai Sha lowered his head even lower, only he knew that he had another layer of identity, he was a person from the Fourth Demon Domain, not an ordinary person, his real identity was the Demon Lord of the Fourth Demon Domain, the son of the Demon Emperor Yuan Juntian!

Baisha also has a name, this name is given by the righteous path, assassinating the demon god Baisha, one of the nine new demon gods of the demon path.

There were seven more deputy regiment commanders beside him, and it was impossible for Yi Xiang to casually promote people to such a position, which could only show one problem.

They all have the same strength as themselves!

can have the same strength as the assassination of the demon god Bai Sha, and have the same strength in the entire demon path, even if you don't think about it, you can guess one or two. This only shocked Bai Sha even more, as he knew more than anyone else, including the identities of the Nine New Demon Gods.

That's the heir of the Demon Emperor, how could they join the shadow army of the First Demon Domain Demon Master Yi Xiang, are they the same as themselves?

No, it must not, not everyone can do it to his level, everyone knows that the Fourth Demon Emperor Yuan Juntian has no heirs, so he can sneak in.

What about them? Why did they leave their Demon Lord and not inherit it, and they all ran to the Shadow Legion.

Bai Sha didn't dare to ask, and he couldn't ask now, his current identity was the deputy head of the Shadow Legion, not the real manager of the Shadow Legion, and his afterglow swept to Yi Xiang in front.

This man, how powerful is he, how far his wisdom has become, has he discovered me?

The deeper he thought about it, the more Bai Sha didn't dare to think about it, so he had to let go of these thoughts and try to do his current thing well, which can be regarded as a kind of self-hypnosis.

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The sudden start of the battle made the righteous path reinforcements who were still waiting and seeing, and those righteous path rebels, all join in.

It should be so, as the final decisive battle, how can it be so monotonous, war, is to die!

Soon, after the first elite monk who was smashed in the head with a palm, a second one died, and this time it was the Fifth Demon Emperor who killed him.

Burning Heaven only pointed two fingers at the Eighth Realm monk, and his first finger was like a pouring of flames, making the young monk scramble.

His cultivation was enhanced to the eighth realm by the Violent Body Pill, but he obviously didn't adapt to this process well, and he didn't have the talent like Lin Yu. Although it was a successful breakthrough, it was only a defective product of failure.

The elite monk blocked the first blow, but the second finger of the Burning Sky had already arrived as scheduled.

This time, there was still no threat to his life, all his cultivation was condensed in his palm, and the whole person bowed down and pushed forward with a palm to block it.

Rumble!

A thick pillar of fire connecting the heavens suddenly rose from under his body, piercing his entire body at once, and the burning sky withdrew his fingers, especially the third one hidden under his sleeve.

The battle was not just a one-sided situation, although the eight demon emperors on the side of the Demon Dao were strong in terms of personal strength, they did not have three heads and six arms.

Especially on the side of Sword Mantian, the elite cultivators who suddenly came out of Dongwen City, although the cultivation of the eighth realm could not threaten the old Demon Emperor, they could slow down the frequency of the opponent's attack.

And except for the Eight Great Demon Emperors, the rest of the Demon Cultivators were not so lucky.

"You have deviated from the right path, that is, demon cultivation, and you will be treated equally in front of me!" This sentence was said by Jiang Linyun.

After she said this, she took the jasmine in her hand, like a huge sky-breaking sword, and pierced into the crowd at once.

Jasmine bloomed in the crowd, surrounded by righteous rebels, Jiang Linyun no longer had any scruples under his shot, and the powerful sword qi shot everywhere, but everything that was stained was constantly broken bones.

The Ninth Demon Emperor Su Liu saw Jiang Linyun who was in the crowd, and he wanted to withdraw to stop him, but he was blocked by the two Eighth Realm elite cultivators who had made up for it.

The battle continued, and the blood had flowed out, starting from the first inch of land in Dongwen Dong, and slowly flowing everywhere, even close to Dongwen City.

The smell of blood was not so fishy, and the air was filled with more of a faint sweetness, and the monks who smelled this sweet smell seemed to be even more excited.

Qiye shook away the enemy who dared to come with one palm, pulled Gu Xihan and Han Xianzi over, and re-injected the Nine Returns Cold Tide True Qi into their bodies.

This kind of war has made their eyes even more red, almost red to the point of dripping blood, and it is okay to have seven nights of control, and the rest of the elite monks have almost all lost control.

But looking at the Ninth Demon Emperor Su Liu, he wanted to stop Jiang Linyun who was killing in all directions, but one by one the elite monks surrounded him without hesitation.

A normal monk, even if he is a person of the same level of cultivation as him, will not lose his mind to the point of confronting himself when facing his fierce attack.

These elite monks were different, as if they didn't know how to fear and avoid, they directly confronted him, and they didn't even stop being hit their own bodies.

In the same situation as Su Liu, there were the other six Demon Emperors, and only Lu Yu did not fall into the encirclement.

It's not because there are no such elite monks around him, but the gap between the two sides is too big to be reversed even if he tries hard.

Just as soon as his body shook, those righteous path elites who swarmed up were bounced away, and he walked forward step by step with a steady step, and every time he made a move, a life was steadily harvested.

His hands turned into the scythe of death, and the life of a righteous monk was like a mustard, and murder was like mowing grass.

He and Jiang Linyun were the monks who killed the most people in the field, one of them was the Second Demon Emperor, and the other was the master of the Hidden Sword Sect.

The distance between them is also approaching, because the target of the moment has already locked on Jiang Linyun, and among all the people here, only Jasmine Immortal Jiang Linyun is worthy of his shot.

As for the monks he killed, they were just on the way, like a giant accidentally stepping on an ant.

There were also many people who were observing the situation, and there were many people caught in the whirlpool of war, and Nanaya noticed the direction of his steps, and the long series of bloody footprints that came out behind him.

Qiye was weak, he knew that Jiang Linyun had also discovered the approaching moment, but there was no way out, only a battle.

However, I don't know what I found, Nanaya's eyes widened suddenly, and the depths of his pupils suddenly glowed, and after hitting several cold qi on the two companions to suppress the violence, he rushed out at once, in the direction of the moment!

He raised his eyebrows, every move on the battlefield was under his perception, even if he closed his eyes, he could advance and retreat freely.

At this time, he realized that a figure suddenly rushed towards him behind him, and it turned out to be just a monk in the seventh realm.

With his gestures, there have already been many Eighth Realm monks who have become the souls of the Lord, and the bloody footprints behind him can converge into a stream, in such a situation, there is actually a Seventh Realm monk who dares to make a move against him?

He didn't care for a moment, he completely regarded this monk who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, as a strange existence like those righteous elites.

Then, he slowly waved his palms, ready to wipe out the sight of the last few monks with knife cases in front of him.