In the western frontier of the primitive demon domain, the cold moon shines on the blue armor, the white frost reflects thousands of miles, the flames spread, and the world is in chaos.
The army of demons, with a hundred li in the camp, surging with powerful demonic energy, is as heavy as a mountain.
In the handsome tent in the camp, the first prince of Tianmo sat quietly, looking at the sealed newspaper in front of him, his eyes became more and more dignified.
Outside the tent, the officers and men in blue armor stood silently, impervious to the wind, and the generals guarded the tent.
Not far from the handsome tent, two equally majestic tents are located, arranged on the left and right, and the terrifying coercion is shocking.
In the camp, the demon soldiers chose to avoid the two camps.
At this moment, in the distance, a man dressed in silver and white official uniform stepped forward, black and white Usha, Danzhu lightly decorated.
In the man's hand, the black sword was as pitch-black as ink, the sword was in its sheath, and the breath was completely restrained.
The cold wind caressed, the dust was flying, the man's footsteps were not in a hurry, his breath was calm, and after a short while, he was already in the camp.
However, when the man entered the camp, no one in the entire Demon Camp saw the figure of the person coming. The strange scene was shocking.
Inside the camp, the man stopped and glanced at the three tents. After a while, he narrowed his gaze and walked towards the handsome tent in the middle.
In front of the handsome tent, the men approached step by step. Outside the tent, the Qingjia troops were still on duty seriously if they didn't notice it.
Inside the handsome tent, Xuan Zhen looked intently at the secret report in his hand. After a long time, he suddenly shook his body and looked at the man who appeared in front of him at an unknown time.
"Who are you?" Xuan Zhen's face sank and he said coldly.
"Ancient Shengtian!"
The man opened his mouth and said calmly, "I'll come and take your life."
The name that has never been heard before, but it is difficult to hide the murderous aura in the words, Xuanzhen got up, and looked alert.
"If you want to call someone, just give up. When I came in, the space here was closed."
Gu Shengtian raised his hand, Kuntian's ancient sword squeaked lightly, and for a moment, the ancient sword was unsheathed, and the hidden murderous aura erupted in an instant.
"Please!"
The sword is invited, and it cannot be rejected. The martial arts of the world will appear in the world.
Xuan Zhen concentrated, slapped it with a palm, and under the table, a purple-gold spear broke out of the seal, and it shook the world with its mighty power.
The ceremony has been completed, the sword is in waves, the ancient holy day moves, and Kuntian slays the devil.
The sword arrived, the gun moved, and the two soldiers handed over.
In a short while, the momentum of the sword light and spear light turned again, the power of breaking the sky, the benefit of breaking the sea, rolled up thousands of waves, and collided with thunder.
"Wow"
Blood splattered, dyed the red battle clothes, Xuanzhen stepped back several steps, the hand holding the gun cracked, and he was injured for the first time.
"The Seven Transformations of the Devil, the Heavenly Vault!"
With an angry shout, the demon rose up from the ground, standing upright in the sky, reappearing the power of the ancient demon god.
With the help of the devil, the magical power of the Zijin gun soared to the sky, Xuanzhen stepped forward, spun the spear and broke the air, breaking the shock.
The magic power is close, the coercion is multiplied, the ancient holy day's expression does not change, and he points to the sword, Kuntian Shenfeng rises again, the black brilliance shone, and the sky traveled.
"Darkness"
The black brilliance spread, and the huge star rose into the sky.
There was a sudden shock, the ancient sword and the magic spear confronted each other for a second, and after a stalemate, Xuan Zhen drank heavily, spun the spear and advanced again, approaching step by step.
When the giant force came, Gu Shengtian stepped back half a step, frowned slightly, and pointed to the front, and the former suddenly shook back.
"The move is good, but unfortunately, the attainment is insufficient."
Indifferent words, no emotional fluctuations, the ancient sage's sword turned, and the black waves rolled out, endless murderous intent, permeating every corner of the battle.
The murderous intention is imminent, there is no escape, Xuan Zhenzhen is determined, he snorts, the nine king beads in the body swirl rapidly, the energy of the magic yuan and the king beads converge, the dark power roars and rushes, and the magic power climbs to the top again.
In the sight of the sight, the two kings moved, and the sword power and the spear light collided, but a muffled groan sounded, and in the aftermath of the impact, a puddle of blood splashed, and Xuanzhen stepped back several steps in a row, causing heavy damage.
"Uh"
Ten steps away, Xuan Zhen's figure staggered, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.
"It's time to end."
After the aftermath dissipated, Gu Shengtian stepped out, with Kuntian in his hand, his sword glowed and his eyes filled with murderous aura.
Just as the battle was about to end, in the tent on the right side of the handsome tent in the Great Demon Camp, Garuda's expression suddenly froze, and his eyes turned to the handsome tent not far away.
This feeling, there are masters!
Without hesitation, Garuda's right hand was empty, and in the surging demon essence, an ancient magic weapon appeared in the world.
With the halberd in hand, Garuda stepped forward, and then raised his true essence, the halberd lifted to the sky, and he slashed down.
"boom!"
The light of the halberd broke through the sky, destroying the dry and rotten. Wherever it passed, the mountains moved away. In front of the handsome tent, the Qingjia troops did not have time to escape, and they exploded.
"Um?"
On the other side of the handsome tent, Long Zhong felt it and rushed out of the tent, looking at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression.
But in the torn apart tent, a black space barrier appeared, blocking all the breath, and couldn't see the scene.
Outside the handsome tent, Garuda stood with a magic halberd in hand, his body surging with demon energy, domineering and brutal.
"What is this?" Long Zhong asked.
"Space magic weapon." Garuda said with a cold expression.
"Can it be broken?" Long Zhong said solemnly.
"Can!"
As he spoke, Garuda stepped forward with a single footstep, and the halberd and demon energy rolled around every day.
In the distance, in the sanctuary camp, the five sanctuary palace masters felt it, and looked at the eastern demon camp with suspicion flashing in their eyes.
What happened in the demon army, why even Garuda shot
"Sara, let's take a trip." Roja said in a condensed voice.
"Um"
Sha Luo nodded, his figure flashed past, and he rushed towards the Demon Camp in front.
The demon camp, in the handsome tent, the space magic weapon seals the world, after a war, all around are devastated.
In front of Xuan Zhen, the ancient sage stepped forward, Kun Tian Qi killed and ruthlessly beheaded.
Black sword light, slashing the sky and splitting the sea, at the moment of crisis, Xuan Zhen's eyes flashed a decisive color, angered Wang Zhu, a body of demon energy rushed back, and the crown shattered.
The magic waves that surged into the sky, turned into dragons, and turned into protective dragons to block the surroundings. The sword light fell, and the two forces collided.
"Uh"
He groaned, and the blood sprayed like rain. Xuan Zhen, who lost the Nine Kings Pearl, retreated again and again, blood gushing all over his body, extremely miserable.
On the opposite side, the dragon energy rushed in, and the ancient holy day waved his sword to resist, rumbled violently, and retreated a few steps.
The blood dripping, the ancient sword dyed red, Gu Shengtian frowned, looking at the eldest prince of the Demon Race in front of him, his eyes were full of chills.
Exploding King Pearl? He underestimated the courage of this Demon Prince.
"boom!"
At this moment, a violent vibration sounded in the sky, and the huge demon energy was pressed down and violently impacted the dark space.
"click"
The sound of space cracking sounded, and after a while, cracks crisscrossed the sky, and a trace of sunlight penetrated into the dark space.
Gu Shengtian's expression changed slightly, his eyes looked at the sky, his eyes narrowed.
It's coming so soon, the eight tribes are well-deserved.
The time was pressing and there was no time to delay, Gu Shengtian's expression settled down, he stepped forward with his sword, and his murderous aura surged.
"Uh"
A sword penetrated the body, blood stained the sky, Xuanzhen's chest, Kun Tian penetrated the body, and then the dark space collapsed, an astonishing scene, reflected in front of everyone in the army of demons.
"His Royal Highness!"
The look of the dragons changed, and the sharp claws split into the air, grabbing the sword in front of him.
Gu Shengtian drew his sword, looked back, and met with a sword. With a loud bang, the two forces collided with each other, and the demon camp suddenly vibrated violently.
On the other side, Yao Yuan pressed the realm, an extremely fast figure flashed past, and the halberd of the sun broke through the sky, and Wei Ke covered the sea.
Double attacked, Gu Shengtian frowned again, his steps turned, the ancient sword reflected the moon, avoided the move and returned the move, flowing like a cloud.
In an instant, there were several confrontations, and the eyes of the three people flashed condensed colors, and they knew each other.
"You go to save the eldest prince, this person will be handed over to me."
Garuda glanced at Xuanzhen, who was seriously injured and dying not far away, and said in a cold voice, then his wings shook, and his figure swept out in an instant.
Gu Shengtian focused his attention, stepped over, and also bullied himself up.
The swords and halberds clashed, and the sky turned pale in an instant. The two peerless masters at the peak of the king realm clashed. Between the moves, the aura of destruction spread, constantly destroying the surrounding scene.
Outside the battle, the silhouette of Long Zhong passed by and came to the side of the eldest prince who was in a coma.
My heart is ruined, how can this happen!
Not far away, the battle situation was scorching hot, swords and halberds were coming and going, and the murderous aura was rampant.
The task is completed, there is no need for a long battle, and the ancient saints have more reservations in their moves, waiting for the opportunity to withdraw.
"boom"
After fighting a few more moves, the sword halberd swelled into the sand, and when the ancient holy day saw this, he waved his sword and shook the battle.
Garuda frowned, his wings spread out, ready to pursue.
"Don't chase anymore, His Royal Highness can't hold it anymore."
Not far away, Long Zhong spoke with a heavy tone.
Garuda settled down and clenched his fists tightly. After a while, he released his hands, turned and walked towards the eldest prince.
What a hassle!
In front of the handsome tent, Xuan Zhen was in a coma, covered in blood, and the sword qi remaining in his chest continued to devour the devil's vitality.
As strong as the king's realm, the heart is destroyed, and there is no way to return to the sky, the only way to die.
Beside Xuan Zhen, Long Zhong spit out the dragon's breath, protecting the eldest prince's last vitality with the source of his own life.
"Garduro, you are faster than me, please bring His Royal Highness back to the ancestral land of the Heavenly Demons. There are two Demon Sovereigns taking action, and His Royal Highness may still have a chance to survive." Long Zhong said with a solemn expression.
Garuda looked at the unconscious eldest prince on the ground and said indifferently, "Yes."
After speaking, Garuda raised his hand to photograph Xuanzhen on the ground, his wings shook, and he walked away in the wind.
In the distance, in the void, the two sanctuary palace masters, Roga and Shaluo, watched everything that happened in the demon camp in front of them, and the brilliance in their eyes kept flashing.
The opportunity of the sanctuary seems to come.
In the Imperial City of Heaven, the Mansion of the Thirteenth Prince, in front of the chess game, one person holds the black and white twins alone, and the chess game is full of dangers.
I don't know how long it took, Heizi's defeat gradually became apparent, and the game of driving tigers and swallowing wolves gradually came to an end.
Before the chess game, Su Yi stood up, threw her son back to the niche, turned around and walked to the palace of the king, looking at the west, murderous intent was revealed. The three-legged confrontation has been stalemate for so long, and now it has finally broken. Next, it depends on how the two demon emperors respond.