No one can fundamentally restore the environment transformed by the Gods except the Gods and the Talisman.
As long as Luo Chen takes one step into the Nine Netherworld, the Nine Netherworld will really come to an end.
"Brothers, fight! I would rather die than let Luo Chen step into the Nine Netherworld!"
Chichi, a mixed-blood bathed in blood, held up a sword covered in blood and shouted with aura.
"Yes, this is the Nine Netherworld of the Emperor and the Demon Queen, and it is the Nine Netherworld of each of our demon clans. We would rather die than lose a single bit of territory!"
Chi Chi's appeal received a positive response from the demons, even though many of them were seriously injured.
"Don't lose a single point, brothers, well done, our Mo Clan, our Dragon Clan, and our Wind Clan will live and die together with you!"
Jun Mo's relatives and companions have always fought side by side with the demon army.
Everyone exchanged glances with each other, and started laughing when they saw the blood on the faces of all their companions and their pride in fighting to the end at all costs.
"Brothers, kill!"
The morale of the demon army was rekindled and they rushed towards the spirit army.
"Hmph, Feng Yehan is a traitor!"
Luo Chen saw Feng Yehan and the Feng Clan prominently among the demon army, and the murderous spirit surged in his heart.
A strong murderous emotion raged crazily in his heart.
He wanted to kill, he wanted to kill Feng Yehan and all the traitors from the Feng Clan!
Luo Chen flicked his sleeves, and more lightning balls poured down, hitting the demon army.
The crackling arc flashed, the sizzling sound of electric current sounded, and balls of purple light exploded.
Although each demon tried their best to avoid Luo Chen's lightning ball attack, more demons were hit by the lightning ball and turned into ashes before even making a groan.
The number of the demon army is decreasing sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The demon army that had survived by chance was now less than ten thousand people, but it was still unyielding, and its fighting spirit was getting higher and higher.
"Hmph, I want to see how long you can hold on."
Luo Chen flicked his sleeves, and countless lightning balls poured down.
Soon, the number of the demon army, including the Mo clan, dragon clan, wind clan, Feng Yunqi and others on the battlefield, was already less than a thousand.
With less than a thousand people, the vast and open battlefield was extremely empty.
People who didn't know it couldn't believe it when they saw it. This team of less than a thousand people was the demon army that was once brave and adept at fighting and extremely brave.
"Hahahaha! Demons, and you spirit tribe traitors, kneel down and kowtow to me and beg for mercy. Maybe I am in a good mood and will spare your lives."
Luo Chen stood on the phantom of the golden dragon and looked at the demon army below, which consisted of less than a thousand people, and began to laugh arrogantly.
This is Di Lingtian's demon army, completely vulnerable to a single blow!
"Luo Chen, you despicable and dirty villain, don't even think about it!"
"Even if we are killed by your lightning ball, we are not willing to beg for mercy from a dirty and dirty person like you!"
Luo Chen's words immediately ushered in fierce resistance from the demon army.
Their eyes were wide open, and they wanted to go forward and tear Luo Chen into pieces.
"Very good, since you all want to die, I will grant your wish!"
Luo Chen smiled instead of being angry, murderous aura surged crazily around his body, tearing apart the void behind him, revealing a black hole with a diameter of up to a hundred meters wide.
Thunder and lightning balls with a diameter of more than a hundred meters are ready to go. As long as Luo Chen makes a thought, the thunder and lightning balls will arrive in an instant and burn these people to ashes.
(End of chapter)