On the other side, when the monsters whose homes had been destroyed came out, they could see everything ahead clearly.
I saw a huge golden unicorn standing not far away, with dazzling light all over its body. The broken ground under its feet was the best proof of his strength!
"This... what is this Qilin? Why have I never seen it before? Is it a master of the Qilin tribe?"
"That's not right. How could we not have seen the masters of the Qilin tribe? Is there any master of the Qilin tribe who is so dazzling?"
The demon clan disciples on the field were talking a lot, and for a moment they didn't realize that this was the true state of the Holy Son of Qilin.
As they said, the fluctuations and aura emitted by this golden unicorn are a bit too mysterious.
However, there are still sharp-eyed demon clan children.
"Didn't I say that you are all blind? Can't you see that this is the Holy Son of Qilin of our demon clan?"
"Lord Qilin Holy Son?"
"Lord Qilin Holy Son?"
Several monster warriors looked over in confusion, obviously not believing this statement.
"Of course, Lord Jiaolong Holy Son and Lord Canglang Holy Son are both there. Who else could this be if not Lord Qilin Holy Son?"
"Yes! I just saw it with my own eyes. This is exactly the true state of the Holy Son of Qilin!"
Upon hearing this, the fighting power of the monsters on the field boiled.
"I'm going to kill you! Forgive me for my lack of education. I can only use "I'm going to kill you" to describe my mood at the moment. Is the strength of the Holy Son of Qilin already so powerful? Why haven't you heard of it before?"
"Who says otherwise? I originally thought that the Holy Son of Qilin was the supreme leader of the younger generation of our demon clan, but now it seems that the strength of the Holy Son of Qilin can no longer be limited to the younger generation!"
"That's right! With the strength of Lord Qilin, he will definitely have a bright future in the future. There is hope for our demon race!"
"Hahaha! When the war begins and Lord Qilin shows his true strength, he will definitely impress those damn human cultivators!"
The monsters on the field became more and more excited as they talked about their fighting power, as if it was not the Holy Son of Qilin who was standing on the field, but them.
In fact, it is understandable. After all, the Qilin Holy Son represents not only the Qilin clan, but the entire demon clan. Who doesn’t want to see the strength of his clan?
If the strength is too weak, it will only be a matter of time before it is replaced.
But at the next moment, some demon warriors realized something was wrong.
They only saw the Holy Son of Qilin, but why didn't they see the person who fought against the Holy Son of Qilin?
"That's not right! Looking at the posture of the Holy Son of Qilin, he has already used his true strength, but who is he doing this against? Who would challenge him regardless of life or death?"
"Look, everyone, aren't those human cultivators from the Tianji Sect? Are they challenged by their disciples?"
"Haha, you really made me laugh, just because of the disciples of their Tianji Sect? What qualifications do they have to fight against the Holy Son of Qilin?"
"Whatever, it will be their people who will be lost anyway, not ours."
These monster clan warriors all sneered, ready to see the Tianji Sect’s jokes.
On the other side, Qilin Holy Son looked at the layers of ruins at his feet, with a complex color appearing in his eyes.
He can no longer sense any vitality below. If nothing else, Ye Fan has been trampled into powder by him.
"Hey, why are you doing this? Why do you want to go against my demon clan? Now you know the consequences of dancing in front of me!"
Qilin Holy Son sighed, even he himself could not explain his inner feelings clearly.
He thought that he would feel extremely happy when he personally eliminated Ye Fan, a serious problem in his heart, but it turned out not to be the case.
If I had to explain it, he and Ye Fan might be the kind of rivals who sympathize with each other.
"This...how is this possible? This is absolutely impossible! Absolutely impossible! Ye Fan can't fall so easily!"
"The burden on his shoulders is so heavy, he carries so many blood feuds, and he carries the hopes of so many people. How could he fall down like this?"
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Kong Xuan angrily hit the ground with his fist to vent his inner anger.
Not only him, but also the elders of the Tianji Sect looked shocked and pale when looking at the ruins in front of them.
Many elders were even in a daze, unwilling and unable to believe what they saw.
They couldn't believe that one of their most respected and special disciples in the history of the Tianji Sect would die like this!
And he was killed right under their noses! This scene had a very familiar feel to it.
The next moment, Kong Xuan slowly stood up, the anger in his eyes seemed to burst out.
"It was these damn monsters who killed Ye Fan and the only hope left in our hearts!"
"Today I will make them pay with their lives, let them all die a miserable death, and let them be buried with Ye Fan!"
The sharp sword at Kong Xuan's waist appeared instantly, and an invisible pressure fell on the battlefield here.
At this time, Kong Xuan's whole person became extremely dazzling, as if he was integrated with the fairy sword in his hand, making people dare not look directly at it.
At the same time, a powerful wave of air came, and the Phoenix Saint and the Dragon Saint were knocked back several steps.
As for the other demon clans who were watching the battle, they were also overwhelmed by the pressure and could not lift their heads.
After all, there is no great demon among them who can match the late stage realm of the saint, so they can only complain endlessly about the pressure Kong Xuan is releasing at this moment.
What's more, Kong Xuan's realm is not the ordinary late-stage realm of a saint. He is a sword cultivator! He is the strongest sword cultivator in the contemporary universe! How can they be compared to them?
The Dragon Saint's teeth were almost broken, and he stared at the Phoenix Saint and the Blue Wolf Saint with a resentful expression.
"Look, look, this is all your fault! This Holy Son has just said that we must strike first! Strike first! It's a good thing now, we can't even pull out the sword!"
"You don't really think that these human cultivators will be grateful to us, do you? I'm really surprised. If they were grateful, they wouldn't keep coming to trouble us!"
"Now we directly let these guys take the lead, and the situation is a bit difficult to handle!"
"These are all due to errors in judgment by the two of you. You have to bear most of the responsibility, do you know?"
The Dragon Saint Son's fists were clenched tightly, and a clicking sound came from his fingertips.
If he had followed his advice just now, Kong Xuan and the others would have been surrounded long ago.
As long as they release the demon clan's protective formation, they will surely be able to wait until the demon clan's top combat power arrives.