After the sword saint finished speaking, the Peng clan saint was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"Nothing! Say it casually!" The Sword Saint smiled and stopped talking.

Under the Human Commander, Huangfu Xuan stood proudly and carefully observed every battle situation on the battlefield.

"Tell me the order, the people from the Ouyang family will retreat to rest, and the members of the Feng clan will go up." Huangfu Xuanbo ordered loudly.

"As for the order!" Immediately, a great golden immortal took the order and left.

Not far from Shuaiqi, there were a large number of monks who were rotating and resting, and they were looking at the back of the Huangfu family with admiration.

The demons and tribes joined forces. They thought they would be forced back step by step, but at the beginning they didn't even have much desperate plan. But the young man in front of them changed everything. He proved to everyone with practical actions that the human race is still the strongest race on the ancient continent. Even if the foreign race and the traitor join forces, it is just like that.

"Unless you step on my body, you won't be able to get an inch of land in Zhongshu."

The man did the bold words at the beginning of the war. Half a year ago, Yunmengze was behind the demon coalition, and half a year later, Yunmengze was behind them, and they did not make any progress.

The only difference is that Yunmengze, which was extremely clear at the time, had already become a dark red that makes people feel thrilling.

Huangfu Xuanbo looked at the battle in the distance. He was not only the commander but also a strong man. He also wanted to find a even opponent like Meng Xuan and Jian Mingsheng and the others, and have a refreshing battle.

However, he received various educations since childhood. He knew clearly that the responsibility of a commander is definitely not just to be brave and fierce. What he needs is to look at the overall situation and make plans. What he wants to follow in the future is the path of the emperor, not just a peerless strong man.

"It's a pity that Zhao Lei is not here, so there are still regrets in this battle!" Huangfu Xuanbo sighed lightly. The human race is now in a good situation and morale is high. It's only a matter of time before victory can be won. Even if we can't really catch up with the other party's territory, we can definitely fight the human race to truly have power.

And his goal of using this battle to establish supreme prestige can naturally be achieved. The regret in his heart is that Zhao Lei, the strongest among the demon rookies, is not here, which adds a bit of regret to this battle.

In the middle of the battlefield, the area of ​​blood and fire, endless fluctuations of vitality spread from time to time.

The two top powerhouses among the Taiyi Golden Immortals, the Blood Saint Disciple and Yang Zhu, have now entered a white heat.

One of the Blood Demon Gods has transformed into thousands of bodies, real and real, and no one can determine the true body. The other directly turns himself into a flame, without a solid body. Every wisp of flame is not his true body, but every wisp of flame can become his true body at any time.

Yang Zhu came out of the Vermillion Bird Pool and got a great opportunity. Although she is only at the peak of Taiyi Jinxian, she has basically transformed into the Xuanji Tianhuo that only saints can use.

Once he can advance to the saint realm, he may be able to directly use the most domineering Sun True Fire. Just from the level of energy used, Meng Xuan felt inferior to himself.

The Blood Saint disciple is also extraordinary. He is not a human race or a demon race, but a demon spirit transformed from the sea of ​​blood. He is born to be destined to become the top powerhouse in this world in the future.

The sea of ​​blood will not dry out, and the blood saint will not die. The same is true for the disciples of the Blood Saint as evil spirits. No matter how much damage they suffer, as long as a trace of true spirit is immortal, and they will be nourished by the sea of ​​blood, they will be able to recover soon.

A natural fire body. All evils are not invaded, and the other is incarnated in the sea of ​​blood, with great magical powers. When two people meet, they are like a needle facing a wheat head, and they meet their opponents. They are incomparable.

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

The combination of the Dao pattern of power and the sharp Dao pattern made the attack strength of Prince Qilin exceeding ordinary. In terms of attack power alone, he is definitely not weaker than Zhao Lei, but Zhao Lei's speed is too fast, which makes him unable to fight at all, so he was defeated at the beginning.

Moreover, the physical constitution and bloodline of the Qilin itself are absolutely amazing. It is born with golden scales, with terrible defense, and generally ignores the attacks. The recovery ability is even more terrifying. Even Zhao Lei sighs that he is not as good as that. Perhaps only Chen Pan can activate the Panzhi to compare with it.

The powerful attack power, terrible defense power, and unparalleled recovery ability, if it were not for the lack of speed, the Qilin Prince could be described as perfect. The ancient royal family is definitely not a false reputation.

Moreover, the so-called lack of speed is just for a pervert like Zhao Lei, the speed of the Qilin Prince is definitely not weaker than any other rookie strongman.

All this is enough to make him a terrifying weapon of killing on such a battlefield. If Meng Xuan had not been restrained, the current situation of the human race would definitely not be so optimistic.

"Crash!" Prince Qilin roared, with one hand as fist and the other hand as claw, and with all his strength to kill Meng Xuan. There were not many fancy styles, only the most direct and violent attacks. The so-called king is to solve the enemy in the most direct way.

"Jade railing snow!" Yu Ningshuang shook, Meng Xuan did not retreat but advanced, and the ice path pattern appeared around it, forming a large formation. A hundred miles of wind and snow, and thousands of miles of ice and frost.

The speed of the Qilin Prince was greatly weakened, and Yu Ningshuang carried thousands of frost directly slashed on his punch and claw.

The frost shattered, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. A terrifying energy explosion appeared between the two, sweeping the entire battlefield. The rocks penetrated the sky, and countless huge ice icicles appeared in an instant, like mountains made of ice and snow.

The power pattern and sharp pattern of Prince Qilin also arrived instantly.

"Returning to the Ruins of Narcissus!" Prince Qilin roared, and an endless terrifying force burst out instantly. The simple destruction had sublimated to the level of destruction. The thousands of mountains instantly collapsed and razed to the ground.

"The natural Taoist body is different. An unknown boy has such talent to fight against the descendants of the ancient royal family. In time, this boy will definitely become the mainstay of the human race!" A saint from the evil cultivation world said with a smile, but his eyes were looking at a demon saint beside him.

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

There is no need to say much about the strength of a saint of the ancient royal family. At this moment, he looked calm and looked at the battlefield lightly, but he didn't know whether he was observing Prince Qilin or Meng Xuan.

"I often hear from my younger generations that among the late-stage rookies, there are four ancient demons, Peng Demon, Ice Demon, Fire Demon and Human Demon. When I see them today, they are indeed well-known. If you have time, you will definitely not be weaker than us. Unfortunately, the human demon and Peng Demon are not here, otherwise it will be even more exciting here." A saint sighed slightly.

The victory of the war was not in their minds at all. This was just a training for disciples from all sides. Everyone knew that if two regions started a war, the real decision of the outcome would depend on them, such as the saints. Although these late-stage rookies were strong, it was still too early to be able to dominate the general trend.

"Not bad..." Another saint nodded and was about to continue saying something, but suddenly he frowned and looked into the distance.

In the distant horizon, terrible energy fluctuations came. From a distance, they looked like a hurricane, rushing towards the battlefield quickly.
Chapter completed!