Everyone is in a fierce battle, everyone is entangled.

The power of the four demon emperors gathered together was indeed extraordinary, even with the help of more than 400 monks who broke the sky, the human race and the demon race were only worthy of a draw.

Jiang Ning's jade arms were full of scars, all of which were soaked with corrosive demon blood, and the pitted ones looked terrifying.

Guild wars!

There were monks who were falling, and their deaths were extremely miserable, some of them had been hollowed out, and parts of their bodies were chewing in the mouths of some greedy demons. The minced meat fell from the corners of the mouths of the demons who shared the food, and was caught by the black hands one by one, and then stuffed it into the mouth again without saying a word.

For demons, a little scum is energy.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, the struggle is always tragic, and there are always people who die because of lack of strength in the process of tragic fighting, as long as it is not themselves who die, it is enough.

After the unwilling death came out of his mouth, a red rhomb pulled the body of a demon in half as if it had eyes, and Jiang Ning's physical strength was overdrawn.

Before she could crush the heart of the demon who had just been killed, the demon immediately took out the hot heart that was still beating from the chest of the deceased and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the face of an increasingly powerful enemy, Jiang Ning only felt that he was exhausted, and the hand wielding Hongling became more and more weak.

Originally, they were outnumbered, but now although the enemy has become much less, the enemy's strength is getting stronger and stronger, which makes many of the fifteen forces feel that they are unable to continue.

There are too many demons, and they haven't discovered the arrival of the Breakers yet.

In fact, there are too few people who break the sky, more than 400 people and less than 500 people, which is a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of demons.

It's like throwing a small stone into the sea, and the fish in the distance can't feel it.

The two brothers Ran Cao and Ran Zhi fought together, and when they joined forces with the people who broke the sky before, they learned the triangle battle formation, and they were not very proficient in using it, but they were barely able to deal with it.

Their enemies are also getting stronger and stronger, but they are still able to deal with it, this brother's true qi has run out, and the other brother's true qi has recovered. Beside them, pieces of spirit stones that were still shining before turned into gray ordinary stones, and they were fighting with spirit stones.

The physical body of the demon race is strong, the true qi and weapons of the human race are strong, both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses, a few demons have magic weapons, and most of the demons are holding ordinary weapons. This also gives the Terrans a big advantage.

The battle continued, as Wu Qiutian was surrounded by blood mist, the people who broke the sky became more and more courageous, and everyone wanted to wait for themselves to get out to help Wu Qiutian, so their rush to kill was completely regardless of the cost.

In the face of such a fierce attack, the demons under the command of the Soul Demon Emperor were also afraid, and their soul attacks could not gush out at all, because the speed of the flying sword was much faster than the speed of the soul attack.

Flying swords can not only destroy people's vitality, but also destroy the hearts of demons, as long as the heart is broken, no matter how strong the recovery ability is, it will not work.

Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick made no one alive within a radius of ten zhang, and everywhere he went, there was a river of blood, of course, more demons whose bodies and bones were broken by him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Soul Demon Emperor personally stepped out, leaving the Ten Thousand Demon Emperor and the Heaven Splitting Demon Emperor to deal with the monks of the fifteen directions, and he turned his head to entangle Sun Wukong.

Let Sun Wukong continue to kill like this, no matter how many people there are, he will not be able to kill him.

Often, with a stick, more than a dozen demons will die, and the demon hearts in these demons cannot be swallowed.

These demons were all cultivated by the Soul Dementor Demon Emperor, and they couldn't withstand such a big blow.

The cultivation of the Soul Dementor Demon Clan is the most difficult, they not only have to cultivate a strong physique, but also have an equally powerful soul realm. Under the command of the Dementor Demon Emperor, both are indispensable.

The reason why the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor was able to become the Demon Emperor back then was also inseparable from the Soul Dementor Demon Emperor, so the Bloodthirsty Demon Emperor had great respect for the Soul Demon Emperor, on the one hand, because of the difference in strength between the two, and on the other hand, because the Soul Demon Emperor could be regarded as half of his teacher.

Sun Wukong was killing up, and he couldn't help but feel a tremble in the depths of his soul, his body was the colorful divine stone left by Nuwa Niangniang when she was mending the sky, and his soul was also extremely powerful, but he just felt uncomfortable.

When he looked back, he saw the Dementor Demon Emperor flying towards him with a black face, the Dementor Demon Emperor was wearing fur fur on his shoulders, his robes were extremely luxurious, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was snow-white, and his left hand was only four fingers.

In the process of approaching Sun Wukong, the nine fingers of the Soul Dementor Demon Emperor kept turning, and the joints seemed to have no bones, and the strange amplitude looked creepy.

Sun Wukong slammed the golden hoop stick to the ground and said proudly: "What kind of demon is coming to send you to death?"

A black light bloomed in the eyes of the Soul Dementor Demon Emperor, and after the black ghost light and Sun Wukong's fiery red glasses matched, it entered Sun Wukong's soul from his eyes. Sun Wukong felt that the trembling in his soul was even more serious, and he couldn't help but shudder: "Damn, it's actually an old ghost of the Dementor, come, and have a good fight with your grandfather." ”

The Soul Dementor Demon Emperor originally came to him to reduce the killings he caused, so seeing Sun Wukong say this, he was naturally willing to accompany him.

The biggest threat left is the North Pride who is with the North Stygian Cloud.

The cooperation between the two was very exquisite, and this time no one else from the Northern Hells family appeared except for the two of them, because that was the foundation of the North Hells family, not a monk who broke through the heavens.

Bei Yingyun made it clear that he couldn't work, he seemed to be fighting fiercely with the demons, but in fact, he had been grinding time. His cultivation is now only at the third level of the Thunder Tribulation, and it is naturally easy to deal with that kind of heaven-level demon, but he faced the siege of five heaven-level demons, but he did not kill a single demon from beginning to end.

Bei Ying Ao is willing to contribute, and he has also killed a lot of demons.

It's a pity that the demon clan is not stupid, and the heaven-level cultivator is not the opponent of the Northern Pride, so naturally there are Thunder Tribulation masters to deal with the North Pride.

The battle was going on, and until three days later, Wu Qiutian still did not come out in the blood mist, and the demons and humans who fought were obviously much less.

It's okay on the side of Breaking the Sky, although there are some losses, but there are not many dead, but the fifteen forces over there have suffered heavy casualties.

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Ranks were killed, and only one or two thousand remnants were left to resist stubbornly. The demon monks lost at least 200,000, and it can be said that their battle exploits were all piled up with corpses of the same kind.

When a demon clan falls, there is always another demon clan who takes the previous position, and he refuses to even give them a breather.

Some of the Terran monks are already desperate, and after fighting for so long, no reinforcements have arrived, which means that no one will come to save them. The consequence of giving up resistance is that they will die earlier, and in the case of being surrounded, they will not be able to break through, but can only fight to the death.

The demon clan in the water had already retreated, and it was extremely difficult for the Demon Dragon King to agree to join the war, and it was impossible for him to let the demon clan under his command die in this kind of meaningless battle.

No matter how powerful the demon clan is, only some of the demon clan demon cultivators can go into the water, and they can completely control it.

So when the Terrans were in decline, they chose to evacuate.

Jiang Ning's face was bitter, they were just persevering, using the last essence in their bodies to persevere, hoping that a miracle would happen.

The Ran Cao Ran Zhi brothers were also a little desperate, after killing for three days, there were at least 10,000 demon monks who died under their hands, but the demons were like locusts that could not be killed, and they pounced one after another.

He really wanted to send the sound Wu Qiutian to ask him to bring someone here, but the demon clan didn't give him the opportunity to take out the sound transmission stone, and Wu Qiutian might not be able to bring someone to help at this time.

Wu Qiutian's limbs in the blood mist were pinned by the blood dragon, and the five blood dragons kept swimming in his body, and the corrosive blood on the blood dragon's body washed the blood in his body over and over again.

However, three days have passed, Wu Qiutian is still not dead, his glasses are wide open, and from time to time he will let out a miserable howl or two.

Seeing Wu Qiutian's appearance, Jiang Ying felt extremely happy.

When he was in Shushan, he had heard of Wu Qiutian's great reputation, and he felt extremely ashamed when he lost the first battle, and now, he suddenly felt that Wu Qiutian was nothing more than that. He had this self-confidence, if it weren't for the fact that Wu Qiutian had too many people around him who helped him, if it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was more terrifying than ordinary cultivators of the same level, he would definitely not be worse than him.

The blood mist is being absorbed by Wu Qiutian little by little, and the ancestral spirit of the Wu clan in his body is constantly helping Wu Qiutian purify his blood like a tinker.

His veins had been widened threefold, and like his veins, they had turned from trickles to surging rivers.

If Jiang Ying took back the blood dragons now, he would find that the bodies of those blood dragons had shrunk a lot.

The four blood dragons that pinned Wu Qiutian writhed restlessly, as if they wanted to break free from Wu Qiutian's body, but there was a force that pulled them tightly, making them unable to move.

Jiang Ying also noticed that something was wrong, with a move behind him, those blood dragons struggled even more, but they still didn't break free.

He exclaimed, "What did you do to my dragon?"

Wu Qiutian opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

His smile no longer had the charm it had before for Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying's ruthless triangular eyes kept looking at Wu Qiutian, and suddenly he rushed to Wu Qiutian's side and punched and kicked Wu Qiutian's dantian.

There was a scream from the direction of Penglai Island, and another monk of the one-yuan thunder tribulation was forced to explode and commit suicide.

Wu Qiutian endured the sharp pain from the dantian, and roared angrily: "Breaking the sky Wu Qiutian is here, everyone, hold on!"

Hearing Wu Qiutian's voice, the spirit of the people who broke the sky suddenly lifted, as long as the alliance leader did not die, there was hope, as long as there was hope, they would dare to kill into the lair of the demon clan.

Jiang Ning was also in high spirits: "Everyone, hold on, the reinforcements are coming!"