As soon as the armies on both sides clashed, there was a shower of blood. In this confrontation, the Alliance Army had a huge advantage.
The men and horses of the Ghost King Palace were already in disarray. Their people were panicking and trampling on each other. The people behind them were trampled to death by countless people.
The army that was once as fierce as a tiger suddenly became a lamb to be slaughtered.
Chu Jingyun swept his palm across, and an arc-shaped wave of air quickly spread out in front of him, hitting the crowd heavily. Then the crowd turned into blood mist and dispersed in the space. , however, behind these people, there were more people crowding and pushing towards them.
Chu Jingyun's brows furrowed slightly. Although his palms were covering the crowds of people, his eyes basically never left the imperial city, which attracted the most attention.[
Looking from a distance, it seemed as if a sandstorm had set off in the imperial city. The dust filled half of the sky there, and even Chu Jingyun could not clearly see what was behind the dust.
The Demon Lord... Yunhao is actually the Demon Lord.
This question lingered in Chu Jingyun's mind, and he never imagined that his old friend might become the most terrifying nightmare in the entire world.
Then what should I do? Chu Jingyun frowned, his mood changing.
Xiaolan rushed to his side and whispered: "Brother Chu, do you think the devil in Yunhao's body has awakened permanently this time or is it just a temporary outbreak?"
Chu Jingyun sighed silently and murmured: "Of course I hope he has a temporary outbreak, but now we are not sure whether he has fully awakened or has a temporary outbreak."
"If he just breaks out temporarily...what are you going to do?" Xiaolan asked slightly hesitantly.
Chu Jingyun's body trembled slightly. Of course he could understand the implication of Xiaolan's words, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know, I really don't know..."
If the Demon Lord only breaks out accidentally, once he falls into people's hands, he will definitely be completely wiped out. After all, once the Demon Lord wakes up completely, there will be almost no one on the continent who can compete with him, and they will have to pay even more terrifying sacrifices by then. At a price, eradicating the roots has become something that almost every cultivator will do.
But when the Demon Lord became his friend, Chu Jingyun realized that the matter was so difficult to handle, which made him somewhat constrained and asked him to kill Yun Hao, which was simply impossible.
Xiaolan stared at Chu Jingyun and said with a hint of pleading: "Brother Chu, can I beg you? Even if Yunhao just suddenly explodes, please spare his life."
"Alas, people who have been obsessed with love..." He sighed with some emotion in his heart. Chu Jingyun said indifferently: "You are too caring. Even if Yunhao returns to his original strength, there are not many people here who can." Threatening his life, besides..." Chu Jingyun glanced at Gui Xiangtian, who was floating indifferently in the void, and then said: "Brother Gui seems to have known that this would happen. He didn't express it. I'm afraid there is no such thing here. Anyone dares to touch Yunhao..."
Xiaolan nodded thoughtfully, and then looked eagerly towards the imperial city filled with smoke and dust.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The imperial city, which was constantly exploding like firecrackers, had long since turned into a deserted land. The hustle and bustle of the imperial city in the past was gone, replaced by an unprecedented sense of desolation.
Two figures as fast as lightning kept colliding and rubbing on the ground, and deafening explosions continued to sound, as if they were about to overthrow the world.
boom!
There was another loud noise, and the two figures quickly separated, both staring at each other with blood-red eyes.
The muscles on Yunhao's cheeks were twitching, looking extremely terrifying. His teeth were clenched and he made a gurgling sound. His eyes flickered, but he still retained the last trace of consciousness.[
At the same time, in his body, the Haoran righteousness and the death aura that had shrunk in the sea of qi began to antagonize the demonic nature in his blood. Under this stalemate between the two parties, Yunhao reluctantly regained a little bit of the right to use his body. .
Now, he only has one more consciousness of his own than the Ghost King.
After some fierce fluctuations, the bodies of both of them were slightly undulating. In a battle between strong men of the same level, even the Demon Lord, their consumption was very terrifying.
Just taking one look at the almost emptied imperial city, I believe no one dares to doubt the amazing destructive power and consumed spiritual energy of these two people.
Because of the two people's crazy attacks, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to become thinner quickly. Taking advantage of this moment, both of them got a moment of respite.
Yunhao's blood-red eyes turned darkly. Although the battle between the two forces in his body made him feel suffocated, he had to endure it.
Yun Hao knew very well that it would be even more difficult for him to take back control of his body by stimulating his demonic nature this time. Even if he regained control of his body, the demonic nature in his body would grow at an extremely fast rate. The level of horror.
After taking a few breaths, Yunhao felt that his pounding heart finally began to return to normal. His body straightened up slightly, and he quietly put his hands behind his back. At this moment, he decided to release a super martial skill that he could not control - ---The flower of fusion!
The fierce battle just now made him understand that it was obviously unrealistic to deal with the opponent quickly, but he had no other tricks that he could use.
Now it seems that the Fusion Flower should be the only way to completely destroy this guy.
His hands quickly formed seals behind his back, and at this moment, the thin spiritual energy began to gather towards Yunhao's back.
"The spiritual energy around me seems to be getting thinner..." As if she noticed something, Xiaolan gently raised her jade hand, looked at the empty palm and murmured.
Chu Jingyun's eyes suddenly shrank, and he suddenly said in shock: "No, both sides are going to use heaven-level martial arts..."
In the one-sided battlefield, there are corpses of the Ghost King Palace men and horses wearing black robes everywhere. The faces of the Alliance soldiers are full of excitement and happiness. After these guys are dealt with, life should return to normal in the future. Already.
Different from the thoughts of these soldiers, the faces of the high-end figures here are extremely exciting at this moment. Seeing Yunhao and the two people suddenly increase their terrifying combat power, as long as they think more, as long as they have a little dabble in history, they will definitely know , these two guys must be the legendary demon kings.
The word "Demon Lord" has always been a strange word spread in ancient books. No one thought that whether they were lucky or not today, they would have the opportunity to see the real Demon Lord, and there were two of them at once.
"Retreat?" After the Ghost King Palace army was slaughtered, the crowd began to commotion. They had almost no ability to resist in front of Yunhao and the others, and there was no point in staying here.
The heads of several major forces met briefly and reported this decision to Zhong Meng.
After listening to the report of the messenger, Chong Meng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and couldn't help but look at Chong Lou and asked: "Ancestor, what should we do now?"
Zhonglou smiled miserably and said quite freely: "Whoever wants to leave, let them go. If the two of them die together today, then everyone will be in peace in the future. If one of the two survives, it will be of great benefit to this world." At the end of the world, no one will ever be able to escape from this world, and they may have to face an even more terrifying demon king in the future."
Chong Meng nodded and said to the messenger: "Let all their people retreat, as long as our royal family stays here."
The messenger roared and slowly retreated.[
Watching the messengers leave, Chong Meng clenched his small hands and looked at the temporarily subdued battle with his beautiful eyes.
"This air fluctuation..." Chong Lou's face behind Chong Meng suddenly tightened. He had already faintly felt the rapid loss of spiritual energy around him: "No, Meng'er, order everyone to retreat at full speed and avoid this place as far away as possible. !”
Chong Meng was slightly startled. Didn't his ancestor just say that it would be the same if he stayed or left? Why did something new happen in the blink of an eye?
Although he was a little puzzled, Chong Meng did not dare to disobey his ancestor's order and quickly gave it.