In the sky full of sparks, the Demon Lord raised his head, and the night and landscape covering his face became extremely vivid.
The broken monument had already arrived in front of him.
He glanced at the broken monument.
Just a glance.
The broken monument suddenly shrunk by more than ten times.
This picture is extremely magical, or rather weird.
Then he reaches out.
He reached out and caught the broken monument.
It is difficult to advance an inch on the broken monument.
To put it more accurately, when his eyes fell, and when his palms touched, this legendary broken monument refused to take a step forward.
Because Duanbei recognized who he was.
The Demon King looked at Haidi and said: "Nie Yi, you dare to use my weapon to attack me. I don't know whether to say you are brave or stupid."
Infinite fear spewed out of Haidi's eyes, and at the same time, countless smoke and dust spewed out from the gaps in his armor.
The spewing of smoke and dust was not because his demon body was emitting momentum into the world, but because it was shaken out by a force.
While the Demon Lord was speaking, his hand holding the broken monument vibrated 24,800 times.
As one of the strongest demons, Haidi's demon body is as strong as gold and stone, but it still cannot withstand such high-frequency vibrations.
When the word stupidity spread into his sea of consciousness, Haidi's wrist bone holding the broken monument shattered into gravel, followed by his arm bone shattered, and countless cracks appeared on his shoulder blade.
Just like a cow bone or tortoise bone that has been roasted for a long time, the direction of those cracks is so mysterious and frightening.
The devil's bone was shattered, but the flesh and blood remained intact. Only Haidi could see the gravel, gravel and lines in his arm.
He knew he couldn't bear it any longer and had to find a way to escape.
More than a dozen streaks of strangely colored demonic blood splashed out from his shoulders, and his thick, tree-like arms flew into the sky.
Haidi broke her arm by herself, turned around and ran without hesitation.
Mojun waved his sleeves, seemingly casual and unrestrained, like a scholar who wrote a new poem after drinking.
In the sleeve is the broken monument held by his hand.
With a light wave of his sleeve, the Broken Monument hit Haidi on the back in an understatement, but unavoidably.
There was a clicking sound, like a towering giant tree that had been eroded for countless years, and finally couldn't bear it, and collapsed from it.
An extremely exaggerated protrusion appeared on Haidi's chest, like a mountain rising overnight on the fertile plain.
An unimaginable majestic force raged in his demon body, instantly displacing and splitting his internal organs, even cracks appeared on the demon core.
Haidi couldn't bear the huge force, and turned into a paper kite, drifting miserably towards the distant snow peak.
Looking at the Xuefeng that was getting closer and closer, he was seriously injured, his vision was blurred and his consciousness was disordered, but he did not forget an important question.
why? What about the military division
He came here tonight with an order, and he knew in advance that not all the owners of Zhu Shadan were found and killed, so he was not too surprised to see Chen Changsheng. Even though he was horrified when he saw His Majesty who should have died a long time ago reappear in front of him, he still had hope.
For countless years, the demons have formed a certain psychological habit, and the black-robed lord must be counting as exhaustive.
Haidi thought that since the military adviser sent him here, he must have considered this point, and of course there will be arrangements.
That's why he dared to attack His Majesty at that moment.
He always thought that something else would happen.
And yet... no.
The fact is like the snow peak that is getting closer and closer, so cold and hard.
At the last moment, Haidi suddenly remembered that night two years ago.
On that night, he met the old man whom he had not seen for hundreds of years, more precisely, the former owner.
Haidi understood, closed her eyes, and sighed inwardly.
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In the distant night sky, Haidi's mountain-like demon body has turned into a small black spot.
Compared with the truly majestic snow-capped mountains, both humans and demons seem so insignificant.
That little black dot sank into the middle of Xuefeng, deep in the thick snow.
A tremor spread back to the snow valley from a distance, followed by a dull rumbling sound like thunder, and countless thousands of years of snow fell from the snow mountain.
It didn't take long for the shape of that snow mountain to change greatly, completely different from before.
The black hole that Haidi crashed into also disappeared, and there was no trace of it anymore.
The frontline commander of the Demon Army just disappeared.
This major event that should have shaken the entire continent seemed so insignificant in this deep night.
Whether spectacular or tragic, no one saw it, and no one cared.
The Demon Lord didn't look at it because he didn't care.
After his eyes left the strings, the first thing he looked at was the broken monument, and the second thing he looked at was the sparks in the night sky.
Then, he held out his hand again.
This time his hand stretched directly through the sky full of sparks to the highest point of the night sky.
A dragon's chant full of anger and unwillingness came from high above, and then stopped abruptly.
The deep cold dragon's breath carrying countless frost and killing intent just disappeared.
The mysterious frost dragon covering the night sky shrunk sharply, turning into a small black dot, and then flew towards the distant sky under the wave of the invisible giant hand.
The little black spot rubbed against the air, bringing out a dazzling light, it looked like a shooting star, and it was unknown where it would land in the end.
The deep cold dragon's breath disappeared, and the rain of swords all over the sky also stagnated. The two green streamers suddenly disappeared, and Nanke appeared behind the demon king.
There were wounds all over her petite body, and the blood melted into the clothes, and the original color could not be seen.
With just a few gestures, the demon king killed Haidi, drove away Zhizhi, and broke the game.
The gap between the two sides is too big, the Demon Lord doesn't need to go all out at all, and can easily crush them with only his vision, technique and realm.
There was no point in attacking Nan Ke again, Chen Changsheng recalled all his swords.
The sound of piercing the sky resounded above the snow valley. Amidst the whistling sound, thousands of famous swords returned and floated in the air around him, vibrating slightly and buzzing continuously.
He looked ahead with a dignified expression and remained silent.
Whether it was the lingering fire in the lake garden, or the flying ash, or the afterglow falling from the night sky, they were all cut into pieces by Senran's sword intent.
Looking at this scene, there was a look of admiration in the eyes of the demon king, and he said: "No matter the cultivation of swordsmanship, the strength of spiritual consciousness, or the amount of true essence, you are very good. Xuan Ba, Zhou Dufu, and I were not necessarily stronger than you when you were your age."
Obviously, in the eyes of the devil, he, Zhou Dufu, and Chen Xuanba are the strongest in the millennium.
Contrary to the general perception, he did not put Emperor Taizong in this rank.
Chen Changsheng leaned slightly, expressing his gratitude for this appreciation.
The lingering flames in the lake garden illuminated his face. Although his expression was solemn, he was still so calm, without any signs of panic or fear.