In the third round of the competition between the two realms, the battle was on the gun, and the battle reached a critical moment. Above the void, the monarch of the demons appeared, the supreme demon power, forcibly changed the time and place.
The six realms of reincarnation turn, the world of light turns into darkness in an instant, the evil spirits are eliminated, and the devil cloud covers the sun.
Below, Asura's body is full of turbulent demonic energy, a powerful and unparalleled coercion that fills the entire dark world.
From the human race camp, Ning Chen looked at the looming Heavenly Demon Lord in the void with a gloomy expression.
Demon Emperor Kun Yi, how could he appear here
"The emperor is not allowed to intervene in the debate between the two realms. Otherwise, it will be regarded as abstention. Could it be that the noble realm has to violate the oath?" The Lord of the God Realm said, coldly. "This emperor has never intervened in the battle between the two realms, but this big world can't bear my power and affects their battlefield. After all, it should be that the small world you created is not complete and is still subject to changes in the big world, otherwise
, will not be the case. "Over the battle, the Demon Emperor Kun Yi said solemnly.
"Strong words make sense."
The blue-clothed Xiangshi's eyes flashed coldly, the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, and the primitive demonic realm was too deceiving.
On the side, the Lord of the God Realm moved his gaze and looked at the young man in black in front of the human race camp, with a look of questioning on his face.
In front of the kings, Ning Chen calmed down and nodded lightly.
"continue."
The Lord of the Divine Realm retracted his gaze and said calmly.
In the void, Demon Emperor Kun Yi sneered, and the figure gradually faded away.
In the human race camp, behind Zhiming, Qing Ning stepped forward and said solemnly, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to win this round."
"Um."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "Before the situation was dominant, in order to quickly resolve the battle, the landlord deliberately strengthened his offensive, which consumed a lot of energy. Now, the overall situation has changed, from an advantage to a disadvantage, the landlord wants to come back, but he lacks enough energy. ."
"Pity."
Qing Ning sighed softly. Originally, the human race had won 90% of the game, but I didn't expect such a variable to occur.
In the dark world, the demonic energy continued to spread, and with the blessing of dark power, the demonic power around Asura rose sharply, and vaguely, the imperial prestige was astonishing.
"Roar!"
The sky-shattering roar resounded through the starry sky, and behind Asura, a huge evil appearance of Asura appeared, with a powerful and ferocious face, which was shocking.
With the blessing of evil, Asura's kung fu reached its peak again, and the violent demonic energy surged, annihilating the surrounding world.
"The fire of war kills the gods!"
The power of the reappearing magic trick has increased several times. In the hands of Asura, the flames of the beacon are lingering in the city, burning the sky and boiling the sea.
In a world-shattering move, Shura's evil appearance roared, and the magic energy gathered and poured into the magic spear.
The final move is approaching, on the opposite side, the landlord Xiaoyue's expression is dignified, the figure is divided, the sound and the martial arts are parallel, the sound of Huangquan is played, and the color of the world changes.
Bipolar brilliance, the world of darkness, the confrontation between light and darkness, the winner and loser.
Outside of the battle, the kings of the two realms watched the battle ahead, looking very focused.
In this game, winning or losing is very important. In a five-game three-win game, whoever wins the second game first will undoubtedly increase the winning rate.
In the human race camp, Hua Zhongdie's eyes closed slightly, calmly resting, and did not care about the situation of the war.
Her mission is to win a victory for her junior and junior brothers, and she doesn't care about other things.
"boom!"
In the eyes of everyone, the dark world, the bipolar collided, and after the flame world, the dark world also collapsed, and the black airflow overflowed and scattered in the big world.
During the battle, two figures flew out at the same time, blood splashed and rained.
Unable to see the outcome of the victory or defeat, blood dripped from the corners of the mouths of Asura and Xiaoyue, and they were severely injured.
"A draw?"
From the two camps, the kings frowned and looked different.
Suddenly, the dark aura overflowing from the sky surged like a tidal wave, all of which submerged in the body of the landlord in front of Xiaoyue, but after hearing a muffled groan, the chest of the landlord of Xiaoyue spurted blood, dyeing the starry sky red.
An astonishing scene, the kings~shocked, no one could react to what happened.
In the primitive demon realm, the ancestral land of the heavens and the devil, the right hand raised by the Demon Emperor Kun Yi slowly fell, and the surrounding demonic energy dispersed, returning to the ancestral land.
In the battle between the two realms, the human race, Ning Chen's figure flashed past, and before everyone returned to their senses, they were already in the battle.
The beacon fire swept across the city, but when the ghost sword was seen in the sky, it blocked the murderous intention of the god of war.
"In this game, the human race admits defeat."
Without any hesitation, Ning Chen said in a cold voice, and immediately brought the severely wounded landlord Xiaoyue out of the battle.
In the human race camp, the kings looked at the two returning home with a solemn expression on their faces.
"Sister Qingming, you are carrying Buddha Yuan, which can purify the demonic energy, so it is up to you to help the landlord to heal." Ning Chen said in a condensed voice.
"Well, leave it to me." Lime nodded.
"Feel sorry!"
The landlord Xiaoyue opened his eyes with all his strength, and said weakly as never before.
"It's not a war. It's just that we underestimated the despicability of the primitive demon realm. The landlord can heal with peace of mind. The next two battles will be handed over to us." Ning Chen said sternly.
"What happened just now? It was a draw, so why did those devilish qi suddenly return?" Mu Qianshang said in a deep voice.
"I'm afraid it is the hands and feet of Kun Yi Demon Emperor."
Ning Chen looked at the four emperors of the Demon Realm in the void with an abnormally cold expression. There were too many injustices in this battle, but even so, they could not give up.
In the void, Luo Xingchen went to the draw instead of Lime, and in the fourth battle, the martial arts category will be revealed.
The knife and the palm, the last two remaining rounds, in the Demon Realm camp, a peerless master quietly paid attention to the final result. Two games have been won in three rounds, and the final victory is within reach.
On the void, the reels stopped, and in the fourth round, the result was out.
In the starry sky, the dazzling word "knife" manifested, affecting the hearts of the kings present.
From the Demon Realm camp, Xuan Mo walked out, and the commander of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Army officially walked in front of everyone.
At the rear, the Demon Kings looked surprisingly calm, and were no longer worried about the outcome of this battle.
Xuan Mo, who has been in charge of the Tianmo Imperial Army for more than a thousand years, is not because of Xuan Mo's noble status or his amazing background, but because Xuan Mo has been the real first person in the Tianmo family for thousands of years.
Even the two strongest princes of the Demon Imperial Clan, or the Demon God of War Asura would not dare to say that they could win against this commander of the forbidden army.
In the human race camp, Hua Zhongdie opened his eyes and walked forward.
For a moment, Ning Chen opened his mouth and said sternly, "Be careful, Xuan Mo's strength is still higher than Xuan Luo."
"Um."
Hua Zhongdie nodded slightly and said softly, "Forty years ago, Senior Sister gave you a lot of trouble. Today, Senior Sister will definitely give you a victory."
The words fell, and Hua Zhongdie stepped lightly with bare feet, dancing like a dance, and flew towards the six reincarnations ahead.
After a few breaths, two figures walked out of the ice world, snowflakes scattered all over the sky, turning the whole world into a plain white color.
"Flat formation."
The two camps, the kings breathed a sigh of relief, the battle was just now, the impact of the right time and place was impressive, and no one wanted to encounter a big game at this critical moment.
"Not long ago, I heard the Thirteenth Prince address the girl and senior sister."
In the ice and snow, Xuan Luo looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly, "The girl's strength must be above the Thirteenth Prince."
"No one can measure the strength of junior brother, but his knife was indeed taught by this girl."
Hua Zhongdie said lightly, and from the water sleeves of his left and right arms, two demons, one black and one white, appeared out of thin air. The demon knife buried flowers, the butterfly weeps, the god of the knife in Zhongzhou, now, the world-shattering knife art is reproduced.