The strength of the older generation has reached an unattainable height. Every confrontation seems to be able to shake the world and make the surrounding air tremble.
If the winner can be decided there, then everything in this war will be settled. Because although the geniuses on both sides are extremely talented and powerful, they are still too immature in front of the older generation of strong men.
After all, many of the older generation of strong men are beings above the Heavenly Realm. Their strength is unfathomable. However, no matter how amazing these geniuses are, they can only reach the peak of the Heavenly Realm at most. Compared with those old people,
Compared with the strong men of the previous generation, there is still a big gap.
Waves of tremors in the sky were like the breath of ancient giant beasts, shocking everyone's heart. It was not just a natural phenomenon between heaven and earth, but more like the aftermath of this war, indicating that a more intense battle was about to begin.
advent.
After this brief period of confusion, the battle of the younger generation began once again like an awakened beast.
Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, and every confrontation was accompanied by bright sparks and roars, showing their youth and passion.
In fact, the battles on the battlefield are not limited to the younger generation. Under the light of those evil geniuses, it is the ordinary warriors who are the real main force on the battlefield.
They may not have monster-like strength, but their tenacity and perseverance have become an indispensable force in this war.
The Soul Clan has been preparing for so many years, and they have a profound foundation. How could they easily turn the situation around?
They poured into the battle like a tide, and every warrior seemed to be tireless, vowing to drag the Demon Suppressing Mansion into endless exhaustion and despair.
Ling Xiao, while fighting on the battlefield, devoured the enemy's power and continued to strengthen himself.
At the same time, his eyes also cast their gaze from time to time to the battle of the older generation in the distance. It was a more intense contest that was related to the direction of the entire war.
As far as Ling Xiao's trump card is concerned, he actually has the ability to intervene in the battle of the older generation. The last 20% of the Demon Soul King's energy is his last trump card. If he can turn things around at this critical moment, then he will not hesitate.
Release it hesitantly.
His eyes shone with determination, which reflected his desire for victory and his trust in his comrades. He knew that only by uniting as one could we achieve the final victory in this war.
At this moment, a deafening loud noise suddenly came from the originally peaceful void. The sound seemed to come from another world, carrying endless majesty and oppression.
Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of Ling Xiao and everyone else, several figures suddenly appeared in the sky like meteors piercing the night sky. They were Long Yingtian, Cheng Shifei, Wang Zhenshou, Zhao Heng and others.
They are all the top experts in the Demon Suppressing Mansion. Their arrival has undoubtedly injected new variables into this battle.
Long Yingtian is at the top of the list. He has a tall and straight posture, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, as if he can see through all the illusions in the world.
Behind him, Cheng Shifei, Wang Zhenshou, Zhao Heng and others followed closely behind. Each of them exuded a strong aura and stood side by side with Long Yingtian, facing this unprecedented challenge together.
At this time, the atmosphere on the battlefield became extremely solemn, especially those warriors who were fighting against the Soul Clan for the first time. Their faces were full of shock and awe.
The Soul Clan's strength and invulnerability allowed them to truly see what a truly powerful enemy was. Those warriors who once claimed to be masters now seemed to have become insignificant and fragile in front of the Soul Clan.
Long Yingtian's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight towards a middle-aged man in the opposite Soul Clan camp.
This person is the leader of the Soul Clan, "Hun Huan". He is dressed in black robes, has a stern face, and his eyes reveal an indescribable depth and cunning.
Under Long Yingtian's gaze, the corner of Hun Huan's mouth curled up into a sneer, as if he already knew what was about to happen.
"Hun Huan, you didn't expect it," Long Yingtian's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a great deal of weight, "The monsters in my Demon Suppressing Mansion are also good. Although they are young, they have unlimited potential. You
It is wishful thinking to expect the younger generation to defeat us."
Long Yingtian's words were full of confidence and pride. He firmly believed that no matter how cunning and powerful the Soul Clan was, they could not stop the progress of the Demon Suppression Mansion.
The corner of Hun Huan, the leader of the Soul Clan, raised a sneer. That smile was full of confidence in victory and contempt for his opponents.
"Don't worry, the fun has just begun!" His voice was low and magnetic, as if every word contained infinite power.
"We, the soul clan, have been preparing for this day for a long time. From layout to implementation, every step has been carefully planned. You don't really think that with your meager strength, you can stop our plan and let everything end like this.
Alright?"
A trace of disdain flashed in Long Yingtian's eyes, and he responded coldly: "You soul clan are still as shameless as before, and you like to play such conspiracies. To be honest, I quite admire the former Demon Sect.
Yes, although they act ruthlessly, at least they are very direct in what they do, unlike you who always hide it and make it disgusting."
Long Yingtian's tone was full of disdain and disgust for the Soul Clan's behavior.
Hearing this, Hun Huan's face became even more disdainful. "The original Demon Sect, well, they were just a group of naive guys. They thought they could do whatever they wanted with their powerful power, but they didn't know how to adapt and how to survive in the world of martial arts.
In addition to martial arts, there is also a battle of wits.
Strength is important, but wisdom is equally indispensable. Those of you who claim to be righteous may appear to be aboveboard, but in fact you are naive and ridiculous. You do not know how to use all available resources, and you only know how to fight head-on. It is really sad."
Hun Huan's words were full of ridicule and disdain for the Demon Sect and the righteous warriors. He firmly believed that in this battle of wisdom and strength, the Hun clan would win the final victory.
"In that case, there is no need to say more." Long Yingtian's voice was as cold as the cold wind, and his eyes flashed with determination and anger. Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and punched, and the wind roared with it.
The overwhelming momentum suddenly struck Hun Huan.
boom!
This punch seemed to tear the entire space apart, and a powerful energy wave spread instantly, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently.
Under the impact of this force, Hun Huan's figure was like a kite with its string broken, retreating for dozens of meters before he could barely stabilize his figure.
His face instantly turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, Long Yingtian's punch had caused considerable damage to him.