On the Canglan battlefield, demons gathered together, flags fluttered, and the overwhelming demonic energy gathered into a sea, covering the sky.
Millions of demons came forward one after another, and they surged forward like a huge black curtain, rolling towards the direction of the Blue Underworld.
"It's time for this to end."
High in the sky, Demon God Emperor Hong looked down at the battlefield and saw clearly the frightened faces of the Qing Netherworld camp. There was only indifference in his cold eyes.
"Roar!!!"
“Eat them!!!”
"Kill!!!"
The final battle broke out, and the sound of fighting soared into the sky, like a tornado of sound that stirred up the surrounding wind and clouds for thousands of miles.
"What should I do? The demon is coming!!!"
On the side of the Green Underworld, a coward shouted in fear.
"What to do? Just fight to the death!"
Lang Li, who was once the leader of the Ten Heroes of Middle-earth and has broken through the Dharma Stage, said coldly.
As he spoke, he looked up to the sky and roared, turned into a huge silver wolf, and rushed forward without hesitation.
Behind Lang Li, the little monk Sande stepped on the golden lotus. His delicate face was filled with compassion, but his dark eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. He chanted the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha, Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Then, the golden lotus flew up and rushed into the demonic tide.
"All monsters deserve to die!!!"
Behind him, Chen Zhao, the new generation sword bearer of the Sword Tomb, said coldly with hatred in his eyes.
This Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword is not the other Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword. The Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword that once aspired to Qingming and ranked first among Xuantian Spiritual Treasures has fallen with the sword holder of the previous generation, Wu Shoushan.
Now, the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword in Chen Zhao's hand is just the first Xuantian Spiritual Treasure sword refined by several forces to make up for the loss of the sword tomb.
But even so, although the sword has changed, the heart of the sword has never changed.
The sword shines like snow, slaying all the demons!
"Can't you wait for me?"
Ge Kai from Yueyang Palace, who was last, smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at the backs of the people in front of him, his free and easy expression tinged with a hint of loneliness.
Two of the three former friends from China and Earth have died. Yan Chongyun died at the hands of the monkey demon. As for Qin Xiaoxian, he was buried in the Demon's Mouth along with the Shenxiao Sect.
Maybe it's his turn today?
With a self-deprecating smile, Ge Kai held the purple gold talisman, rose up against the wind, and charged into the demonic tide without looking back.
It’s not just Lang Li, Little Monk Sande, Chen Zhao, Ge Kai and the others.
Including Xiong Shanjun, Golden Bearded Lion King, Yunzhong Demon King, Jingde Zhenren, Lei Hao, Bishui Xuangui, Hu Binhai and Dong Fei's couple, Ancestor Youyang, Nangong Yanran, Gu Manqing, Zhang Alin, Bai Hu's brother and sister, Mao Xiaotong, King Yaksha, Lu Jingtian, Li Yanlaodao, Ye Lingyun, Yulong Fubo, Liu Rushi, Bai Jiumei...
At this moment, all of these familiar, acquainted, and even former subordinates and confidantes of Ye Jin were like moths rushing to the flame, rushing toward the demonic wave of flames.
"It's time for us old guys to help."
Old Taoist Ge Yun watched as the few remaining disciples of his sect rushed forward, and with a wry smile on his face, he said to the Great Sage Banshan, Great Sage Kuimu, Maha Wuliang and others on the side.
"Hey, don't let these kids steal our limelight."
The Great Sage of Moving Mountains scratched his head and ears, ready to move the Tianzhu stick in his hand.
"Amitabha, let's go."
Maha Wuliang chanted the Buddha's name, took one step forward, and rushed to the front.
"snort!"
Great Sage Kuimu snorted coldly and followed closely.
"Hey! Don't try to cheat, two old guys!"
The Great Sage of Moving Mountains shouted, waved the Zhouzhong Tianzhu stick, and flew away in the air.
The lonely old man Ge Yun, who was left last, shook his head, looked at Lady Cai and said:
"Let's go catch up with our 'old friends'."
Old Taoist Ge Yun said the word "old friend" on his lips, but there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
His Yueyang Palace disciples all suffered heavy casualties because of this, and even almost destroyed their sect and family. How could Old Taoist Ge Yun not hate him to the bone?
Lady Cai on the side naturally knew who he was talking about, and she nodded with cold eyes:
"That's how it should be."
As soon as the words fell, the two people were seen rising into the sky and heading straight towards the few cultivators in the demon camp.
And the person at the forefront of the cultivators' ranks was suddenly the leader of the Yuling Mountain Sect, Yan Wanhe, who rebelled against the enemy in battle!
Yan Wanhe saw Old Taoist Ge Yun and Madam Cai coming to fight hand in hand, his eyes were not angry but happy, and he laughed and said:
"The two fellow Taoists have arrived just in time. They will sit under my sword to help Yan."
"snort!"
Old Taoist Ge Yun and Madam Cai both snorted coldly, and in a blink of an eye, they were fighting with Yan Wanhe.
"Dong dong dong——"
The dull and powerful sound of war drums resounded through the sky, blood boiled, and shouts of death were everywhere. The cultivators in the Qingming Realm gradually forgot the fear in their hearts, formed formations, and fought against the enemy.
This war drum that resounds in the sky is not an ordinary thing. It can stimulate the practitioner's fighting spirit to the greatest extent and make him forget life and death.
"The mantis is using its arms as a cart, it's a ridiculous struggle."
High in the sky, Demon God Emperor Hong looked at the faces of the cultivators in the Qingming Realm who looked at death with disdain and ridicule on their faces.
"It's our turn to take action and end this game once and for all."
On the side, the blood demon Red Ghost licked his lips with bloodthirsty eyes and said impatiently.
"let's go."
Di Hong nodded, powerful pressure swept across, and the pressure belonging to the devil shocked the soul.
But as soon as he got off the field, he was stopped by Ao Kui.
"Your opponent is me."
Wearing silver armor, Ao Kui has a heroic appearance and a dull look in his eyes.
"What gives you the illusion that you can stop me?"
Demon God Di Hong's eyes were cold, his tone was cold, and his eyes were filled with cold light.
As he spoke, a palm shot instantly grew in size, bathed in dark demonic fire, and covered the sky.
On the opposite side, Ao Kui did not dodge, and the Wanxi Xuanhuang Tower was surrounded by rolling waves, surging and surging.
On the other side, the blood demon Red Ghost who had just left the stage was also stopped by Fairy Qihuang.
Looking at the outstanding beauty in front of him, the bloodthirsty light in the blood demon Red Ghost's eyes widened. He opened his mouth with a scarlet tongue, revealing the fine and sharp fangs inside:
"This time, I won't let you escape again."
"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense!"
Fairy Qihuang snorted coldly. The five-color true phoenix could not appear again, so she sacrificed the golden phoenix and jade hairpin again and turned into a flaming phoenix and rushed towards it.
"Weak, weak, too weak!"
Blood Demon Red Ghost's eyes were full of excitement and he was shouting.
While shouting, scarlet blood gushes out, condensing into a huge blood lotus, rolling endlessly, filled with resentment, twisting everything, making people shake their minds and make them want to go crazy.
The fire phoenix entwines the blood lotus. Although it is not an opponent, it can still barely contain one or two.
Just like that, the entire Canglan Sea battlefield became a mass, with the sound of killing rising into the sky, and the sky was dark.
The blood dyed the entire sea blood red, and the pungent smell of blood filled the world.
However, the stalemate only lasted for a few hours. As time passed, the cultivators in the Qingming Realm finally began to fall into a disadvantage.
There is no way.
There are simply too many monsters.
Boundless, as if there is no end!
More importantly, the top combat powers Ao Kui and Fairy Qihuang were no match for Demon God Di Hong and Chi Gui, and they began to gradually fall into a disadvantage.
Ten thousand meters high in the sky, the Demon God Di Hong kept waving his magic palm to the sky.
Ao Kui, who was injured, could only rely on Wanxi Xuanhuang Pagoda for support.
"Let me see how long you can last?"
Demon God Di Hong's eyes were cold and he said in a solemn tone.
Ao Kui looked pale, pursed her lips, and had no strength to answer.
Similarly, Fairy Qihuang in another battlefield was not much better. She was constantly suppressed and beaten by the Blood Demon Red Ghost, and fell into a disadvantage.
"What should I do?! Is our Green Underworld going to be destroyed today!"
Next, a casual cultivator shouted with pessimism and despair.
This time, no one answered the question.
The aura of despair filled the Qing Netherworld.
"Jin Lang..."
Liu Rushi managed to block the attack of a demon with his bare hands, and looked back in the direction of Cangnanhai behind him, with a hint of sadness on his pale face.
at this time.
Sudden!
Hum, the wind and clouds in the sky above our heads changed, the sky was distorted, and a huge vortex formed over the northwest road. It was deep inside, as if some monster was about to emerge from it.
Next, the Qing Ming cultivators who were fighting together were suddenly awakened and raised their heads to look blankly.
Then, a demon covered in black scales stepped out of the vortex.
Feeling the terrifying aura that was no weaker than the Blood Demon Red Ghost, and even stronger, even King Yaksha couldn't help but said in despair:
"Another demon god..."
The already desperate cultivators of Qing Ming were at an extremely low momentum at this moment.
Compared with the depression and despair on the side of Qingming Realm, the demon side is full of agitation and momentum, with each wave getting higher than the next.
"Minghan, you are finally here."
Seeing the black-scaled demon appear, Demon God Di Hong said with a smile on his face.
Demon God Minghan nodded, glanced at the battlefield situation, and said with cold scarlet eyes:
"Your Majesty has a decree to kill all the living creatures in Qingming."
"Just waiting for you."
Blood Demon Red Ghost licked his lips excitedly and said impatiently.
Minghan nodded and joined the battlefield.
However, he did not help Chi Gui kill the slightly stronger Fairy Qihuang. Instead, he took one step and flew towards the battlefield where Ao Kui and Demon God Di Hong were.
Obviously, Demon God Minghan planned to implement the plan faithfully, and first kill Ao Kui, who was the most seriously injured and weak.
"Are you going to die?"
Seeing that another more powerful demon god was coming, even Ao Kui, who had a cold nature, couldn't help but smile a bit on her beautiful face at this moment.
At this time, even Fairy Qihuang couldn't help but become anxious.
If His Holiness doesn’t come again, it will be too late!
At this critical moment——
"call!"
The flames rose, yellow, white, and red flames intertwined, evolving into a torrent of flames that swept across the world, turning demons into ashes wherever they passed.
Ah, screams came one after another, the sea of fire swept across, the sky was dyed red, and for a time, millions of demons collapsed, and demons rained down. I saw those demons' mouths and noses were on fire, and they fell from the clouds one after another, and were blown by the wind in mid-air. In an instant, Turn into ashes.
In one breath, millions of demons were burned alive!
Seeing this scene, Demon God Di Hong, Chi Gui, and Ming Han were all furious.
But until then, a voice came belatedly:
"It seems that I am not too late."
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