Chapter eight hundred and twentieth wipe out the fleeing enemy
When He Guanghui swung his sword to kill Xiang Bao, Hou Qi's demonic body happened to be reorganized. He saw the terrifying scene and was immediately frightened to the point of death.
After all, Hou Qi was also a strong demon ancestor. He quickly dispelled his fear and stabilized his mind. He decided to kill a few god kings to support him. Otherwise, he would be unwilling to die like this.
He thought that he could be one step ahead and enter the crowd of Shenjun, but he did not expect that He Ming's speed was far beyond his imagination. When he was still more than a thousand meters away from the crowd, He Ming blocked the way.
He Ming also didn't expect that this guy was struggling to his death at the end of his strength. If he hadn't been fast enough, he might have succeeded.
Therefore, He Ming was also very angry. If he had just struck a fatal blow while he was stunned, such trouble would not have happened.
Therefore, after blocking Hou Qi's way, he didn't talk nonsense with him anymore. The sword was instantly filled with a huge amount of divine power, and he cut Hou Qi in the middle.
As a fan-shaped sword light suddenly appeared, the sword swept across the opponent's waist. There was nothing fancy about this sword. The only feature was that it was fast. It had cut the opponent in half, but the opponent's demonic body was still intact.
The sword kept slashing past, and the wrist suddenly turned over, and the sword light came back again, and the sword light passed through the opponent's demonic body again.
Next, He Ming kept slashing at Hou Qi with the sword in his hand. In a moment, ten thousand and eight swords had been slashed through him. Each time the sword passed, a large amount of divine power was injected into the sword.
In the Paradise of Gods, He Ming dismembered the demon Dan Xiaogui with random blades. The scene was repeated here. The only difference was that the next scene made everyone who saw it feel horrified.
After ten thousand and eight blows, He Ming jumped a thousand meters away and stared intently at Hou Qi, whose demonic body was still intact.
The next moment, Hou Qi's demon body was seen stacked up like building blocks. It collapsed when it encountered a breeze, and pieces of thumb-sized pieces quickly fell around.
Next, an even more horrifying scene appeared before everyone's eyes. Countless thumb-sized pieces did not fall to the ground, but suddenly exploded in mid-air. Pieces of scarlet blood mist were mixed with silver light of divine power.
A large amount of scarlet blood mist instantly dispersed, and the chaotic space returned to calm in an instant. The bloody aura just now no longer existed, as if it had never happened.
"well!"
He Ming sighed softly and said to himself: "The divine power is mixed with the light of divine power. This is obviously because every time the knife was struck, the excessive amount of divine power injected was lost in vain. It seems that it will be used in the future."
That’s the thing to pay attention to.”
He Ming was floating in the air alone and talking to himself. After a moment, he raised his head and looked in the direction of his father. He Guanghui smiled lightly and said: "Yes, Ming'er, these years of following Lord Ancestor God have not been in vain. You choose when he has not awakened."
Following him is indeed the right choice."
After saying that, he turned to look at Xu Kun opposite and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Xu Kun, this is the first time you come to Guibao Land. Why don't you invite us father and son to have a cup of tea?"
"Ha ha"
Xu Kun laughed and said: "It is a great honor for my Xu family that you two can come to the city of killers. Just a cup of tea is far from expressing Xu Kun's feelings. Please come to the main hall to talk."
Xu Kun and He Guanghui stepped in the air and slowly fell towards the central hall, as if they were stepping on real steps, climbing down step by step.
The guests and hosts were seated, and a waiter served tea. He Guanghui took a sip and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Xukun, the killer family has undergone earth-shaking changes since the generation of little friend Yuanlong. I wonder what you think?
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"hehe"
Xu Kun chuckled and said: "Yuan Long can choose to follow the Chaos Ancestral God. This is his blessing and the blessing of my killer family. Being able to climb the Divine Sword Valley is also a blessing for my Xu family."
"Ha ha"
He Guanghui laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist Xukun is serious. If you say that following Lord Ancestor God is the fate of the entire Xu family, it is not an exaggeration to say so. To say otherwise is a bit exaggerated."
"Fellow Daoist Guanghui, the situation is urgent right now. The Demon Suppression Monument is about to shatter, and the demons in the north are also preparing to move. How about we discuss how to deal with the upcoming war?"
Xu Kun said it right. The demons may provoke a war between the two races at any time. Now is not the time to be polite to each other. Before the war begins, the most important thing they should do is to prepare for a rainy day.
Many elders of the Xu family have had close contacts with the demon clan and are well aware of the strength of the demon clan. However, the situation is different with the demon clan. Even though they know the Xu family very well, they have no idea about the He family.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can win a hundred battles. Xu Kun has certainly considered the above issues. With the participation of the He family, Xu Kun is full of confidence in this war.
When He Guanghui killed Xiang Bao, seven days had passed since Xiang Long's death. However, the brothers Mo Feng and Mo Lei at the Demon Suppressing Monument had been hiding in the void for four full days.
The Demon Suppressing Monument is still shaking from side to side as before. Although the shaking is getting bigger and bigger, it still doesn't seem to have completely collapsed.
Tomorrow is the day of the battle agreed with Mo Yu and Mo Dian. Tonight, even if the Demon Suppression Monument is not broken, they must break through it.
In the main helm of the Demon Tribe, it was as calm as ever. The Commander-in-Chief, Mo Yuanbiao, was sitting on his throne, sipping fragrant tea leisurely, waiting for news to come from the Demon Suppressing Monument.
The moment Moyu and Modian fell, the disciples guarding the fate cards immediately reported to him. Mo Yuanbiao never thought that Modian, who was always known for his meticulous thinking, would also fall outside.
Because of the deaths of Mo Yu and Mo Dian, Mo Yuanbiao has been in a bad mood these days. He did not send people again because of the deaths of the two of them. He now places all his hopes on Mo Feng and Mo Lei.
I hope these two people can bring news in time.
Now, both the human and demon clans are preparing nervously for the upcoming war. In the battle that took place over the snowy Taoyuan, two battleships escaped and more than 10,000 demons fled.
Because of Lu Qingfeng, most of the powerful people on the Meteorite Star came out, with the purpose of looking for the Soul-Reviving Grass and the Soul-Reviving Flower. Not far from each other in the sky, you could see the powerful people passing by in twos and threes.
Because of the tens of thousands of demons who had fled, many strong men who were searching for elixirs had to stop. Just like the seven gentlemen of the Tao family, they immediately jumped into the battle with the powerful demons.
Among the two battleships that escaped, there were ten thousand strong demons in each battleship. Due to their hasty escape and the fear that Lu Qingfeng brought to them, they fled to the end of the world regardless of direction.
The two battleships turned into two streaks of light and flew straight to the south at high speed. They disappeared over the snowy Taoyuan in an instant. Even Lu Qingfeng, who was fighting Xiang Long, had no time to catch up.
In one of the two battleships, there were three people standing behind Xiang Long when the demon clan was at the helm. These three people were wearing red, green and blue robes.
These three people are Xiang Long's domestic slaves. They have no names. People who know them call them red clothes, green clothes and blue clothes. They are all at the fourth level of Demon Ancestor.
More than ten years ago, Xiang Long left the Demon Realm and brought them out. The three of them were excited for a few days. They thought it was a wonderful trip, but unexpectedly they encountered a disaster.
The two warships stumbled along the way, and encountered a large number of strong human beings constantly intercepting and killing them along the way. Seven days later, when He Guanghui killed Xiang Bao, only 10,000 of the 20,000 people were left.
At this time, two battleships flew over the Heavenly Sword Sect and were spotted by the patrolling elders. The alarm was immediately sounded and the entire Sword Sect came out to kill them.
The Zhutian Sword Sect was not far from the Nanyue Temple. The moment the two warships flew over, Jin Qiaoqiao was the first to notice it. He immediately said to Jin Wuren who was beside him: "Wu Ren, summon the temple disciples immediately and follow me to the Zhutian Sword Sect to kill them."
Kill the demons."
Standing next to Jin Qiaoqiao was Jin Rugang. During the battle in the City of Death, he was only the third small step of the Ancestral God. After eighty years of seclusion, he had broken through to the sixth small step and had the same cultivation level as Jin Qiaoqiao.
The Thunder Temple is relatively far away from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Lei Ming also discovered two demon warships. Then he scanned the Southern Meteor Temple with his spiritual consciousness. When he saw several battleships rushing out of the Golden Temple, Lei Ming immediately gave up.
Plan to send people to fight.
"F*ck, the direction the demon warship flew towards happened to be the Golden Temple. It was too far away from me. Jin Wuren got another advantage in vain. And Uncle Qiaoqiao, this crazy woman encountered this
If anything happens, I will definitely dance with joy."
Lei Ming was sitting on the throne of the temple master, muttering to himself. At this time, the three warships of the Golden Temple were flying at high speed, and were about to arrive at the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Jin Qiaoqiao, who was sitting in the battleship, frowned and his face immediately turned gloomy. He said to himself: "Who is so annoying! How dare you scold me behind my back? Don't let my aunt know, otherwise I will skin him."
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Lu Qinghu did not stay in the Thunder Temple. Lu Qingfeng was in urgent need of two elixirs. Others were running for his elder brother, and he, as the younger brother, could not just sit back and watch.
When the two demon warships flew over, Lu Qinghu was about five thousand miles north of the Heavenly Sword Sect. With the power of his first-level Heavenly King soul, he immediately discovered the identities of the two warships.
His spiritual consciousness swept towards the front where the battleships were flying, and he immediately saw more than fifty elders above the Heavenly Sword Sect, and then saw three Golden Temple battleships facing the two battleships.
"People from the All-Heaven Sword Sect and the Golden Temple have come out. It seems that they are preparing to attack the demons in the two battleships. I am not looking for the elixir for my brother for a while. The battle with the demons is still important right now, and I have to hurry up.
, otherwise they would eat meat and I wouldn’t even be able to drink the soup.”
Lu Qinghu was always warlike, so when he saw the two demon warships, he would not let them go no matter what. He grabbed a pair of Mjolnir in his hand and quickly chased after the flying warships.
Lu Qinghu was worried that he would not be able to catch the feast, so his divine body turned into a purple lightning bolt and disappeared into the sky in an instant, passing between the two demon warships.
The powerful demons in the two battleships saw a flash of purple light through the portholes. Before they could look back, they saw two purple light balls rapidly growing in size and about to land on the bows of the two battleships.