In the ice and snow, the frost is surging, the magic butterfly spreads its wings, and the offensive is in full swing.
The bipolar collided, the aftermath roared, and the demonic energy surged, rolling up a thousand layers of snow.
In the waves, a splatter of blood splattered, dyed red and snow.
Astonishing sight, Xuan Mo stepped back several steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.
In the same way, after the aftermath, Hua Zhongdie's right arm was dripping with blood, and since the battle, the body has gradually reached the limit of its endurance.
The magic butterfly with full power, black airflow surging, constantly swallowing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
In a shocking battle, both of them had fully utilized their combat power. From an evenly divided battle to one side's dominance, and then to a levelling of the battle, the only thing that remained on the two of them were more and more serious injuries.
"I finally understand now why the thirteenth prince's swordsmanship is so amazing, the famous teacher is a master apprentice, and the girl's swordsmanship has surpassed me, but I can't lose this battle."
The words fell, the chill in Xuan Mo's eyes was great, and the army stepped out, striding a meteor, and the saber waved, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light slashed.
Murder is coming, and the butterfly in the flower does not dodge or evade, and confronts it head-on.
A knife is fast, a knife is heavy, a knife is fatal, a knife is ruthless.
In the tragic battle on the knife, as the blades of the two continued to collide, wave after wave of residual energy oscillated, constantly impacting the flesh of the two.
"drink!"
The sound of battle is raging, the sound of killing is loud, the human race, the demon race, the two peerless knives are not hatred, not deep hatred, just because of their different positions, life and death don't matter.
Shocked again and again, the two held the hands of the sword, blood splashed, and the magic weapon in their hands was almost unsteady.
Outside the battle, the kings of the two realms looked at the battle ahead, and their expressions became more and more serious.
No one thought that this battle would be so tragic. So far, no one knows who will win and who will lose.
In the primitive demon camp, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in Xuan Lie's ear, shocking his mind.
Above the void, in the ears of the Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor, the voice transmission of the Demon Emperor Kun Yi also sounded, informing the two to leave the battlefield temporarily.
"What's wrong?"
Beside Xuan Lie, Asura felt the strangeness of the former and asked.
"I want to take a moment immediately, this battle is over, and the debate is suspended."
Xuan Lie said in a condensed voice, and then the figure merged into the darkness and disappeared.
In the void, the Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign explained two sentences, and the figure blurred at the same time and left the battlefield.
In the human race camp, in front of the kings, Ning Chen frowned as he looked at the demon kings who were missing one person at some point in front of him.
As for Xuan Lie, why did he suddenly disappear
In the Hongluan Star Region, in front of the passage between the two realms, the demonic energy was surging, and the Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign and Xuan Lie appeared without a moment's delay, and stepped into the space passage.
In the primitive demon realm, in the ancestral land of the demons, Kun Yi Demon Emperor stood still, his eyes closed, and he kept hitting the kendo seal in his body.
"Brother Emperor!"
At this moment, the demonic energy spread over the ancestral land, the two walked out, and the figure fell from the sky.
"Qi Yao, you come to protect the Dharma, and I will pass on the practice for Xuan Lie."
Demon Emperor Kun Yi opened his eyes and said solemnly.
"The seal in the emperor's body?"
The Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign frowned slightly and asked.
"Passing the gong, that's enough."
Kun Yi Demon Sovereign said slowly.
"I see."
The Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign nodded and responded.
Just when Xuan Lie and the Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor returned to the ancestral land of Heaven and Demons, the battle between the kings became more and more heated.
The ice and snow, the sword energy, blood and snow, engulfed the figures of the two kings.
After the violent impact, the battle situation was shaken again. Ten meters away, the two stood holding their swords.
"Butterfly Burial Flower!"
At the end of the battle, there was not much energy left, the butterfly in the flower swirled the knife, the figure took off, the sleeves of the water danced, and the knife turned in the wind.
"Blood in the wild sand!"
In front of him, Xuan Mo stepped and condensed his energy, his blood was swaying, and he gathered to the extreme.
With a single blow, thousands of miles of mad sand swept through the world, and the earth-shattering move could destroy the nine heavens and clouds.
The kings watched, two extreme forces collided, and the dazzling brilliance spread, destroying everything along the way.
"Is it a winner?"
From the human and demon camps, the kings stared nervously at the collapsed world ahead, not daring to breathe.
But seeing the snowflakes drifting away from the void, the two figures appeared, and suddenly, a harsh crack sounded, and the blades in their hands collapsed at the same time.
"I am defeated."
When the words fell, Xuan Mo's figure fell powerless, blood spurted from his chest, and the snowflakes were dyed red and scattered all over the sky.
On the opposite side, Hua Zhongdie stumbled several times under her feet, covered in blood, and her injuries were extremely heavy, but she resisted and did not fall down.
She won, but he didn't lose.
From the human camp, Ning Chen's figure swept out, came to Hua Zhongdie's side, and carefully supported the latter.
"Senior sister, you've worked hard." Ning Chen said softly.
"Finally lived up to your hopes."
Hua Zhongdie smiled weakly and said, "However, you can only rely on yourself next."
"Senior sister, rest assured to heal, and then you can leave it to me."
Ning Chen gently supported the woman beside him and walked towards the Human Race camp.
"Xuanmo."
Asura stepped forward, supported the former, and sighed, "You shouldn't be defeated."
Xuan Mo slowly opened his eyes and said tiredly, "The war has brought too many sacrifices, I am tired."
Asura sighed again in his heart, without saying any more, he supported the former and walked forward.
After the battle, the atmosphere became extremely quiet. In the four battles, the Human Race and the Primal Demon Realm won twice, and the battle reached a draw. The final battle was inevitable.
In the last game, the battle in the palm of the hand, the human race, the kings looked at the front and knew their fate, and their faces were full of trust.
Over the years, they have become accustomed to trusting him, and no matter how difficult the situation is, Zhiming has never let them down.
They saw a perseverance that never gave up from Zhiming, work harder, work harder, give everything, and work harder.
Perhaps, the martial arts talent of Zhiming is not as good as them, but its true combat power is absolutely terrifying.
"give it to you."
At the back, Xia Ziyi, who was healing her wounds, opened her eyes and said.
"Um."
Ning Chen nodded lightly and walked forward step by step.
In the Demon Realm camp, the Demon Realm kings looked at the king of the human race in front of them, and their faces were not very good-looking.
The thirteenth prince, the young man who caused chaos in the primitive demonic realm, finally came out.
In the sight of the kings of the two realms, the figure with black clothes and black hair walked step by step into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Thunder Realm, the peak of the sky, and the fate appeared.
In the Demon Realm camp, the Dark Moon Witch Queen looked at the kings in front and said, "Have you decided, who will fight in this battle?"
Xuan Qi's eyes narrowed, looking at the man on the peak of the Thunder Realm, and said solemnly, "Wait!" On the side, Asura looked at Luo Jia not far away, frowning slightly, the previous arrangement, this battle, Xuan Lie Or the sanctuary palace master can have one person to fight, but Xuan Lie specially instructed them to wait before leaving.
At the behest of the Demon King.
In the void, the three emperors of the human race frowned as they looked at the demon race player who had not appeared for a while.
"Every devil king, does the original devil have to abstain in this battle?"
The Lord of the Divine Realm opened his mouth, and his voice was vicissitudes.
"The human race has been waiting for this gamble for so long, so I guess it's not in a hurry at this time."
Among the Three Sovereigns in the Demon Realm, the Scale Sovereign responded with a cold expression.
"The human race is really not in a hurry at this time, but there is always a limit to waiting. If the players in the demon realm don't show up, could it be that our human race has to wait forever?" Tsing Yi Xiangshi said coldly.
"Twelve hours."
The scale emperor said lightly, "Within twelve hours, the choice of my realm will appear on time."
Leijie, above the peak, Ning Chen heard the conversation between the two emperors in the sky, sat down silently, and calmly adjusted his breath.
In the two camps, all the kings were patient and waited quietly.
"What the hell is going on in the Primordial Demon Realm, I can't fight it anymore."
Among the kings of the human race, Luo Xingchen, the most restless, said impatiently.
"Xuanlie isn't here, and Luo Jia hasn't been on the court for a long time. If there is no problem, no fool will believe it." Mu Qianshang said coldly.
"They're not cheating, are they?" Luo Xingchen asked suspiciously.
"The three emperors of the human race are also here. It's not that easy to blatantly cheat. However, the performance of the Primal Demon Realm is indeed suspicious." Mu Qianshang replied.
"bother!"
Luo Xingchen shook his head vigorously, what time is this, and there are still twelve hours to wait, and people are anxious.
"You are always so impatient, you are not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?" Mu Qianshang scolded lightly.
"Knowing your fate?" Luo Xingchen looked at the figure in black sitting quietly in the distant thunder world, and said helplessly, "He is an old man, not as energetic as our young people at all, let alone twelve hours, you will Let him wait twelve years, he can wait
go. "
"So, he's standing there now, and you're chattering here." Mu Qianshang mocked.
"Want to fight?"
When Luo Xingchen heard the words, he immediately caught fire and said, "Believe it or not, my lord, I will immediately shoot you into a hornet's nest."
"Ah."
Mu Qianshang smiled indifferently and said, "I don't believe it."
"you!"
Luo Xingchen's choked chest hurt, and he couldn't say a word for a while.
Not far away, Lime stood quietly, his eyes were always on Zhiming in the distance, and he never left for a moment.
For a hundred years, the reason why he worked so hard was because he didn't want the people around him to be hurt, but their enemies were getting stronger and stronger, and even if he worked hard enough, he still couldn't protect the people around him.
This time, the invasion of the Primal Demon Realm can be described as a big crisis for the entire human race. There is no egg under the nest. No matter what, the human race cannot be defeated.
Time flies, one hour after another, and in the two camps, the kings are getting more and more impatient to wait. Twelve hours are not long, but the waiting time always seems so long.
At the moment when the time is approaching, the sky above the demon camp, the void splits, the violent demonic energy surges, and the two figures walk out.
Qi Yao and Xuan Lie returned, attracting the attention of everyone present.
"I've kept you all waiting."
Xuan Lie calmly said a word, and immediately stepped forward, swept towards the six paths of reincarnation in front of him. Lei Jie, on the peak, Ning Chen slowly got up, looked at the figure that appeared in front of him, and was dazzling with fighting intent.