With Hai Qianmian's army joining the battle, the pressure in the battle circle in the square was much lessened. However, the small battle circle between several human warriors and Warcraft on the Demon King's side was full of dangers at this time.
Although all the humans and beasts had taken the detoxifying pill refined by the Holy Maiden Mountain, the Demon Emperor's poison was different from that of ordinary warrior demons. Otherwise, Nan Chun would not have been poisoned. After that, the entire Holy Maiden Mountain was helpless.
Before setting off, Ming Zhiyuan used the remaining Demon Emperor's blood to detoxify Nan Chunyi to refine the poisonous powder that they had used to deal with the Yan clan last time. Now there was only enough left to refine four pills.
Only Yu Yizhi, Yu Haoran, Mu Fengge, and Ma Tao took these four pills that were specifically designed to cure the Demon Emperor's poison.
Since the two Martial Emperors, King Qilin, Blue Lion King, and Yu Clan, did not take the elixir to deal with the Demon King's poison, they would inevitably have some constraints in the battle.
Although now that these four people and two beasts have arrived to help in the battle, Yu Yizhi and Yu Haoran feel a little more relaxed, but when they are in danger of being hit by the Demon Emperor, they still have to have two Martial Lords to stop them.
Come down.
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Ming Zhiyuan had just flown more than a hundred miles away on the magic eagle when he saw dust spreading below. Looking carefully, the demon elephant Yuantong, who had been left by King Qilin to guard Liuhuo City, was leading a dozen of his descendants.
He followed behind and rushed towards the magic city.
Ming Zhiyuan asked the magic eagle to lower its height, fly above Yuantong's head, and shouted loudly: "Senior Yuantong, why are you following me?"
"If something happens to them, no one can defend Flowing Fire City. We might as well try our best to help them now, maybe without the strength of my Demon Elephant Clan."
After Yuantong answered loudly, he shouted loudly and urged the descendants to hurry up.
Ming Zhiyuan said no more and immediately asked them to take the antidote pill, causing the magic eagle to fly at high speed.
This second-grade demon eagle has known about Ming Zhiyuan for a long time. It is under the command of the demon eagle leader Yingdu, and always hears its leader talking about building a good relationship with the alchemist so that there will be elixirs available to assist in cultivation.
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Now it's time for it to do its best in front of the alchemist, and of course it will fly with all its might without hesitation.
Ming Zhiyuan was anxious in his heart, but he still disliked the speed of the demon eagle. He took out a short-term strength-increasing elixir from his arms and stuffed it into its mouth, saying: "Fly quickly, we are too late, and we will all be dead."
The Demon Eagle swallowed the elixir in one gulp and felt the demonic energy in his inner elixir steaming up. His whole body seemed to have endless strength, and his wings flapped more powerfully and faster.
After a journey of more than two hours, it took more than an hour to fly over the Demon City.
Ming Zhiyuan looked down from above and saw that the Demon Palace was overcrowded and corpses were everywhere.
The four palace walls had all been torn down at some point, and the entire Demon Palace Square turned into a world of black blood, with the black blood flowing in all directions.
In the Demon City, the human army has controlled all directions in the city. Only in the Demon Palace, the demons are divided into two ends. One end is still fighting desperately with the people and monsters in the middle circle.
The human army led by Hai Qianmian formed a semi-encirclement circle around the demons at the outermost edge to deal with the demons who resisted on the other side.
Yu Yizhi, Mu Fengge and the others were fighting fiercely with the Demon Emperor, and it looked like they were in danger.
In their fighting circle, the Demon King was still unstoppable. Every time he swung his fist, several people were needed to resist the power and pressure.
Ming Zhiyuan circled in the air, letting the magic eagle gradually descend and land in the human circle in the middle.
As soon as he landed, countless surprised and angry voices sounded in the battle circle.
"Master Zhiyuan, why are you here?"
"Zhiyuan, go back quickly."
"Master Zhiyuan, leave quickly."
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Huang Shi Huang Qin squeezed in front of Ming Zhiyuan and said angrily: "What are you doing here at this time?"
Ming Zhiyuan did not answer everyone, but took out the elixir from the package on his back and distributed it to all the human monsters.
When he saw Huang Qinhu standing in front of him, still cursing in anger, he stuffed one into its mouth.
Then he turned around and patted the magic eagle he rode over and said, "Send me to the Qilin King."
Huang Qin swung out his claws and had just cut a demon man in half. When he heard what Ming Zhiyuan said, he immediately shouted: "No, even the God of War can't go there. If you go there as an alchemist, you will die."
"It doesn't matter, I won't land on the ground, I will just act according to the situation in the air."
"no."
"No."
"Master Zhiyuan, please don't go there."
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Everyone shouted loudly again.
Ming Zhiyuan didn't care about them. He climbed up behind the magic eagle and patted its back. "Let's go. When you come back, I will refine the elixir for you and promote you to the Martial God."
When the Demon Eagle heard this, he was extremely surprised and his mind was filled with excitement. Regardless of Huang Qin's roar, he flapped his wings and flew into the air.
Ming Zhiyuan rode the magic eagle, circling in circles above the heads of Yu Yizhi and the Demon Emperor.
Everyone in the circle has seen him, but now is the time when everyone and their beasts are risking their lives, and no one can slow down and let him leave.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at it for a while and couldn't find any flaws in the Demon Emperor.
He is already at the peak level of Martial Lord, his inner elixir is in one body, and his magic power is majestic and inexhaustible.
When it comes to the use of spiritual power, he is more understanding than Yu Yizhi. Fighting with so many humans and monsters, every time he attacks, there is almost no wasted spiritual power.
The Demon King has been fighting this group of people for four or five hours, and up to this point, he still seems to have a steady flow of magic power.
This is the power of a peak-level Martial Lord warrior. One person can fight two low-level Martial Lords and four or five Martial Emperors undefeated, and there is still hope of victory.
Naturally, the Demon King also saw Ming Zhiyuan, his eyes suddenly showed fiery eyes, and he secretly said in his heart, "Well done, I'll be waiting for you."
The thoughts in the Demon Emperor's mind turned, and the roar started again, "Ten Elders, lead the Fifteen Elders, and the Thirteen Elders come to help me in the battle. The rest of the Demons will fight to the death for me."
In the crowd of demons, the three elders of the demons who had been hiding behind countless demons and always waiting for an opportunity to attack suddenly burst out from the crowd of demons after hearing the Demon Emperor's order, trampling on the heads of the demons, and rushed towards the Demon Emperor.
Bian, want to help fight the Demon Emperor.
Ming Zhiyuan was suddenly startled and let the demon eagle fly higher. After seeing three demon elders joining the battle circle, it became even more difficult for Yu Yizhi to support the few people and two beasts.
Ming Zhiyuan was extremely worried. At this time, with the help of the three demon emperors, Yu Yizhi and the others might not be able to hold on for long.
However, it is strange to say that after the Demon King got three demon elders to join the battle circle, he seemed to let out a sigh of relief, and the attack speed and power were weakened.
As soon as the Demon King slackened off, the three Demon Emperors who came to help the battle were in danger. One of them was not protected, and the Thirteenth Elder was hit by Yu Haoran's palm in the chest. He immediately vomited blood and lay on the ground. Seeing that he could not survive,
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The Demon King roared, lifted the body of the Thirteenth Elder, and threw it out of the circle.
It seemed that he couldn't bear to leave his body here to be trampled by the crowd.
However, after a few breaths, the fifteenth elder was also stabbed into the chest by Mu Fengge's double swords, and saw that he could not draw a breath.
The Demon King roared again and threw the fifteen elders out of the circle.
Ming Zhiyuan looked up and frowned, what was the Demon King doing? Did he ask three demon elders to come and die?
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The chaos in the Demon Palace had lasted all night, and on the morning of the second day, in the Demon Palace, in the Demon Emperor's chamber, a huge round stone suddenly appeared in the place where he originally slept.
On the boulder, a demon was separated by its limbs and tightly tied to the boulder.
This demon was none other than Asinge. At this time, his eyes widened with anger. The demon-binding rope fixed his limbs and head to the boulder. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free.
A large gash had been opened in his lower abdomen. Strangely, there was no black blood flowing, and the inner alchemy beating inside could even be vaguely seen, as well as a nine-flame demon flower that seemed to be growing on his inner alchemy.
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In the battle circle on the square, the ten elders saw that the two elders of the same clan, who were usually very close to each other, were killed by the human race. The anger in their hearts was rising, and they were about to rush into Yu Yizhi's side, intending to self-destruct with the intention of death.
Neidan kills people.
Seeing that something was wrong, the Demon King grabbed him and pulled him back, just in time to hit him. The Qilin King's claws came out from behind and stabbed directly into his chest. The ten elders screamed miserably, and the Qilin King retracted his claws, and one
The heart that was still beating was captured by it.
An imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of the Demon King's mouth, he lifted the seventh elder's body, jumped up and fled towards the Demon Palace.
Yu Yizhi and all the demon beasts were immediately stunned. They didn't know what the Demon King was trying to do with this series of actions.
Ming Zhiyuan could clearly see from high in the air that the Demon Queen had been hit by the Blue Lion King's claw in the heart, blood was flowing out continuously, and her steps were somewhat unsteady as she leapt.
"Chai, he's injured. He's seriously injured. He needs to use the inner elixir of the seventh elder to heal his injury."
Ming Zhiyuan shouted from high in the sky, and Yu Yizhi led everyone to chase the Demon Emperor like arrows.
"That's not right." Ming Zhiyuan suddenly realized that the Demon Emperor escaped on purpose. Why?
It's just that the situation in front of him was critical, and he couldn't figure out why the Demon Emperor was acting like this.
He ordered the Demon Eagle to follow the Demon Emperor in the sky. The Demon Emperor had already fled into the Demon Palace, and Yu Yizhi and others also pursued him.
As soon as Yu Yizhi led everyone and the magical beasts into the hall, a corpse smashed towards them with the sound of roaring wind and thunder.
Several people hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and when they looked again, they saw that the Demon Emperor had already rushed into the back hall.
The ten elders lying on the ground had a hole in their lower abdomen and the inner elixir was gone.
Ming Zhiyuan was in the sky, letting the magic eagle fly close to the roof of the main hall. Just when he was about to uncover a palace tile to see what was going on below, he felt a huge force break through the roof and attack him. He had no time to dodge, and the demon eagle flew over.
The eagle didn't have time to take off, so Ming Zhiyuan had no choice but to tilt his body and roll down from the demon eagle.
At this time, a hand came first and grabbed him. Ming Zhiyuan's mind suddenly understood the Demon Emperor's plan.
He was already at the peak of martial arts and wanted to prove his Taoism through killing, but was afraid that he would lose his strength during the process of achieving Taoism, so he left three demon elders to use inner elixirs to increase his spiritual power at any time.
In order for him to completely consolidate the inner elixir in the battle of life and death, his own inner elixir has always been the dream of the Demon King. He deliberately escaped into the Demon Palace, which was actually luring him closer.
At this time, the Demon King caught him and jumped back into the palace. Ming Zhiyuan saw at a glance that there was another person tied to a boulder in the palace, unable to move.
"Axinge?" Ming Zhiyuan couldn't help but said in a voiceless voice.
The Demon King stepped forward, put his hand into Asinge's lower abdomen, and with a scream, took out Asinge's inner elixir. After taking a look, he put it into his mouth along with the Nine Flame Demonic Flower and chewed it.
Swallowed it after a few times.
At this time, the door and walls of the dormitory were knocked down by Yu Yi and several people. When the group of humans and beasts saw that Ming Zhiyuan was actually held in the hands of the Demon Emperor, they all looked shocked and panicked in their hearts.
Ming Zhiyuan's body was suspended in the air, his face facing up, looking at them sideways, and gave a bitter smile, "I'm sorry, everyone."
Before he could finish his words, he raised his hand, and a handful of powder-like substance flew toward the Demon Emperor's face like lightning.
The Demon Emperor immediately closed his eyes tightly, shouted loudly, and slapped the powder away with one palm. Before he could grab Ming Zhiyuan's inner elixir, another handful of powder came from below.
The Demon Emperor held Ming Zhiyuan in his hand and jumped back. Yu Yizhi and Yu Haoran had already rushed in.
The Demon King felt that he had inhaled something, and was furious for a moment. He slapped Ming Zhiyuan on the head with his palm, "Despicable ant, ignorant rat."
At this critical moment, a figure shot up in front of the Demon Emperor like lightning, and slapped his two palms directly towards the Demon Emperor's face. The Demon Emperor instantly turned his palms that were hitting Ming Zhiyuan, and turned to slap the body.
On the top of the figure's head, the figure did not flinch or dodge, but still rushed towards the Demon Emperor with great momentum. The two were almost close to each other, and the man hit the Demon Emperor's face with both palms.
The Demon Emperor also struck the man on the top of his head with his palm. Almost at the same time, both of them spat out a mouthful of blood. The figure that was hit on the top of his head shook suddenly and rolled to the ground, no longer alive.
The Demon King was hit in the face with a palm, his mind was dazed, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see the situation in front of him for a while, so he had to step back continuously, still holding Ming Zhiyuan in his hand.
All this happened in a flash of lightning, and Ming Zhiyuan didn't even have time to say no.
Seeing the limp figure on the ground, turned over, his head had been smashed, and he could vaguely see his face, it was the newly promoted martial master of the Yu family, Yu Haoran.
Ming Zhiyuan's heart was as angry as fire. He took out a paper bag with both hands and shouted: "Let's die together."
The entire paper package was torn into pieces by him, and a burst of red powder mist spread towards the Demon King.
Ming Zhiyuan still kept waving the paper packets. At this moment, Yu Yizhi's figure arrived together with his angry and sad shouts. The old family leader also risked his life and jumped to the Demon King.
, slapped the Demon King's head with both palms.
The Demon Emperor began to feel a little confused after inhaling the powder scattered by Ming Zhiyuan. At this time, he endured a slap on the face from Yu Haoran, which made him even more dizzy and his eyes began to blur.
Suddenly he heard Yu Yizhi's shouts and the sound of wind and thunder from his palms. He could no longer hold on and threw Ming Zhiyuan in the direction of Yu Yizhi, and immediately slapped Yu Yizhi's chest with both palms.
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He thought about Yu Yi Zhipai flying out and then catching Ming Zhiyuan back.
Here, Yu Yizhi saw Ming Zhiyuan's whole body flying towards him, and quickly withdrew his palms to catch Ming Zhiyuan. The Demon Emperor's palms arrived shortly afterwards. Seeing that if these palms hit Yu Yi's chest, then Yu's
Both martial masters will die on the spot today.
Suddenly, a person flew out horizontally and stopped directly in front of Yu Yi, blocking the palm. The moment the person was hit in the chest, his hands inserted into the eyes of the Demon Emperor, and with the help of the force of the Demon Emperor's chest being smashed, the Demon Emperor's two limbs were smashed.
One eyeball was actually dug out.
This series of changes happened too suddenly and too quickly. When the other people gathered around, the Demon King stroked his own eyes with one hand and shot wildly in front of his face with the other hand.
He shouted angrily: "You despicable human race, shameless people, I will kill you all."
The people and beasts surrounding him did not hesitate. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they no longer had to worry about Ming Zhiyuan's safety, and attacked the Demon Emperor one after another.
With a livid face, Yu Yizhi put Ming Zhiyuan down and rushed forward. First, he slapped the Demon Emperor's head lightly with his palm.
The Demon King's eyes were dug out, and black blood flowed all over his face. After receiving this palm on his head, he immediately spat out another mouthful of black blood.
Behind him, the Qilin King also slowly stretched out a front paw, like several sharp swords with cold light piercing into the heart of the Demon Queen, and immediately retracted it, with a lump of flesh and blood coming out of the claw.
The Demon Emperor immediately turned around and struck out with his palm. The Qilin King dodged to one side. The Blue Lion King followed suit and dug a claw into the Demon Emperor's ribs. When he quickly retracted his front paw, there was also a mass of flesh and blood in his claw.
come out.
Yu Yizhi's face was livid, he circled around the Demon Emperor and slapped four or five palms, each of which landed on the Demon Emperor's head.
Black blood flowed from the Demon King's body non-stop, and he began to be unable to lift his hands, staggered on his feet, and slowly backed away, still yelling and scolding incessantly.
However, his voice gradually weakened, and he finally sat down on the ground, pressed his hands on the ground, and tried to raise his head. His eyes were like black holes, and he tried to turn his head to look forward.
But he laughed miserably, "I miss you, Ye Ming, who has been plotting for hundreds of years. His life plan was about to succeed, but at this critical moment, it was destroyed by the hands of a human ant... Poisoned.
..... Shameless, despicable..."
Yu Yizhi didn't wait for him to speak anymore. He gritted his teeth and slapped the Demon Emperor's head with another palm. He saw the Demon Emperor's upper body swaying, still sneering in his mouth. After a long time, he spat out another mouthful of black blood, and his whole body fell back.
He leaned up, fell to the ground, and stopped moving.
Ming Zhiyuan got up from the ground and limped over. Regardless of everyone stopping him, he took out a bottle of elixir and distributed it to everyone.
He walked up to the Demon King again and kicked him with his foot.
The Demon King did not move, he was already dead.
The demons' killing cries outside gradually became chaotic, but the uniform killing cries of the human army were still shocking.
Ming Zhiyuan walked back to the bodies of Yu Haoran and Emperor Yu's Emperor Wu. His heart was filled with grief and anger, and he couldn't help but bend his knees and knelt down.
Suddenly, I heard the roar of the demon elephant Yuantong coming from the square outside, "Kill them all."
It was Yuantong who led the descendants to arrive.
In the dormitory, Asinge, who was still tied to the boulder, stared at the Demon Emperor on the ground with his eyes wide open, but his eyes had lost their sparkle.
Ming Zhiyuan buried his head and said feebly: "Put away all the corpses and blood of demons and warrior gods and above."