In the Demon Ancestor Land, the demonic energy is everywhere. All the five princes of Demon went on a battle, and the power of the Demon Ancestor Land of Demon is also reduced a lot.

In front of the ancestral land, the envoy returned and half-kneeled to report to his death.

Deep in the ancestral land, the two demon emperors of Qi Yao and Eight Desolates quietly listened to the reply of the envoy, Qi Yao spoke and said calmly, "Get back."

"yes"

The commander gave a respectful salute and then turned around and retreated.

"Jiuyou doesn't know about this yet, so it's best to know about Lao Thirteenth." The Eight Demon Emperor said.

"No hurry."

The Seven Stars Demon Emperor said lightly, "As the prince of the royal family, serving the Demon Realm is a matter of duty. Even if Jiuyou knows it, he can't say anything. Now the most urgent task is to find a way to solve the troubles on the Western Front battlefield."

"The strength of the Western Sanctuary is indeed unexpected."

The Eight Demon Emperor said in a narrow voice, "A lord of the Sixth Palace can severely damage a prince of my Heavenly Demon Royal Family. If the lord of the Third Palace, who is not inferior to the Sixth Palace, also joins the battle, the battlefield on the Western Front will be quickly defeated."

"It is said that the Lord of the Sixth Palace in the Holy Realm is the reincarnation body of the Buddha's disciple Mo Ke, so he was born with a divine power that is incomparable to ordinary people. The Lord of the Third Palace Luo Jia has a destructive power comparable to that of the powerful emperor and is extremely powerful. With these two people in charge, the offensive of the Western Holy Realm is difficult to break for a while." The Seven Stars Demon Emperor analyzed calmly.

"The two emperor brothers Xuan Lie and Xuan Qi still need to deal with the army of Shendu Mountain and the stone clan. It is impossible to go to help in a short period of time. In the imperial city, only Xuan Mo can compete with the two strongest palace masters in the holy realm." The Eight Demon Emperor proposed.

"No."

The Seven Stars Demon Emperor directly rejected, "Now the imperial city is in chaos, Xuan Mo must stay and take charge. After the incident between Xuan Zhen and Xuan Qing, rebellions continue to appear in the imperial city. It must be the hidden stakes installed by the four major royal families in advance, so I have to guard against it."

The Eight Demon Emperor was silent, and he also had this concern, but if Xuan Mo did not take action, who else could block the attack of the Western Holy Realm in the royal family?

Jiuyou's disciples cannot resist it for too long. Even though this son has good strength, he has to face the six palace masters of the Western Holy Land after all. In terms of cultivation alone, there is too much difference, and it is already the limit to temporarily stabilize the morale of the army.

"Eight Wildernesses."

Qi Yao spoke in a serious tone, "Actually there is another candidate, but whether you can go or not depends on your attitude."

The Eight Demon Emperor was shocked and guessed who the former said.

Xuan Zhen is also his most promising successor.

"Among the royal princes, only Xuan Zhen's cultivation level is close to the peak of the king's realm. However, on the battlefield, there is no sword and sword, and no one knows what will happen. Eight Wilderness, you can only decide this matter yourself." The Seven Star Demon Emperor said calmly.

The Eight Demon Emperor was speechless. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "Like Jiuyou's disciple, Xuan Zhen is the prince of the royal family, and serving the Demon Realm is his duty. Just decide this way and let Xuan Zhen go to the Western Front battlefield."

To the west of the Primitive Demon Realm, in the 100,000 Heavenly Demons' Army Camp, Ning Chen sat in the tent, quietly listening to the several demon generals reporting on the battle situation and losses, without saying a word.

"Your Highness, now that our army has lost nearly half of its loss and its morale is low. If this continues, before the Western Holy Land comes, our army will be defeated by our own fear." A demon general spoke with a serious expression.

"Your Highness, the two demon emperors have said when other demon troops will arrive, and will there be generals from the peak of the king realm come together?" The second demon general spoke and said worriedly.

Ning Chen raised his hand and tapped the tabletop gently, without answering, and the atmosphere in the entire temporary tent became extremely depressing.

"Dang, dang, dang..."

The sound of fingers hitting the table echoed in the handsome tent, and the five demon generals became more and more dull, and their eyes looked at each other, and no one could guess what the Thirteenth Prince was thinking in front of him.

"Your Highness!"

The demon general who spoke before was irritated and said in a deep voice, "Can we beg you have been given up and there are no reinforcements behind you?"

As the words fell, there was silence in the handsome tent. The five demons focused their eyes on the young man ahead, hoping to wait for an answer.

The five royal families joined forces with the Demon Realm, and now all the five princes are on the battlefield. They really can't remember who except the five princes, who can block the attack of the Lord of the Six Palaces of the Western Holy Realm.

In the tent, Ning Chen stopped his hand that hit the table, looked at the five people calmly, and said, "Reinforcements, isn't this prince here? What reinforcements do you want?"

When the five demon generals heard this, they were stunned. There was only one Thirteenth Prince?

"Why, do you think I'm not qualified to be the head coach?" Ning Chen said lightly.

The five people looked at each other and then stood up and saluted, "I dare not."

Ning Chen did not pursue the matter anymore, and said in a low tone, "There is only your Highness now. As for whether there will be another in the future, I don't know. Instead of just looking forward to reinforcements, it's better to think about how to deal with the current situation."

The five demon generals were in a state of confusion. Could it be that there were really no other reinforcements? The two demon emperors really gave up on them?

In the next half hour, the atmosphere in the handsome tent became extremely dull, and the five demon generals were in a low mood, and no one could make any decent suggestions.

Ning Chen sat in the tent, just listening quietly, and never made any comments.

Half an hour later, the five demon generals left the tent with confusion and panic. Ning Chen stood up, walked to the tent, looked at the camp guarded by heavy troops not far away, and his eyes flashed coldly.

Every royal prince is an indispensable combat power of the Demon clan. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he cannot let this Prince Xuanmi walk back to the Demon ancestral land alive.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

At this moment, a demon soldier walked quickly and knelt down and said, "The Western Holy Land sent someone to send a letter of war."

Ning Chen took the war letter, glanced at it, and said calmly, "Come on."

"yes!"

The kneeling demon soldier responded respectfully.

Thousands of miles away, in front of the Western Holy Land Army, the Lord of the Six Palaces of the Holy Land stands quietly, the golden armor is dazzling, and the powerful kingly power is frightening.

Not long after, the demon clouds were in front of him. The army of 100,000 days ago was now less than 60,000, and half of the losses were lost.

In front of the army of demons, the white tiger flapped its wings, and a figure in plain clothes stood on it, which was extremely heroic.

"It's him really."

In front of the Holy Land Army, Luo Jia said calmly, "Saro, you should fight this battle."

"Um"

Saro nodded. The only one in the twelve palaces, Luo Jia, knew about the agreement between the Thirteenth Prince and the Holy Lord, that this battle could not be done by others.

Opposite, the figure of the white tiger fell, and Ning Chen stepped forward and walked between the two armies.

The water moon is unsheathed, and the moon demon artifact is shining brightly.

"Your Highness Thirteenth, we're meeting again."

As he spoke, a man with golden light shining in front of him walked towards him, with a handsome face and a kingly power that made people look sideways.

"Acquaintances on the battlefield are the opponents. Today, I will not hold back, and I hope the Palace Master will do the same." Ning Chen said calmly.

"certainly."

Saro responded lightly, his eyes opened, and in an instant, a terrible and unusual Wang Wei spread out, and the pressure on the entire battlefield suddenly dropped.

Ning Chen's expression condensed, and he had such a powerful spiritual power.

Behind the void, the army of 60,000 demons also felt the astonishing pressure of spiritual consciousness and their faces changed.

"Great Sword Realm"

In front of everyone, Ning Chen raised his sword and his sword intent rose. In an instant, the sword's extreme realm spread rapidly, and the blood-red sword light spread everywhere.

The sword world appeared, and the sword was swept through. In an instant, the figure in plain clothes disappeared. It was fast, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

"Clam"

The head of the palm and sword confronts, and the golden light shook all over Sara. With the ability of the king realm, he took over the peerless divine edge.

The Buddha's light and sword energy collided, the heaven and earth rumbled and shook, and the clouds separated in the sky above the two.

Among the demons and the army of the holy realm, soldiers looked at the sky with shock.

With such a simple move, Yu Jin even split the clouds. Are all powerful men in the king realm so terrible?

"It is rumored that the Thirteenth Highness's cultivation on the sword is amazing. If you see it so well, you should be well-known."

In front of the army of demons, a demon general spoke.

"No matter how powerful your Highness is, the nine-changing skills of the Demon Royal Family will eventually be able to achieve the sixth change. In addition, it is rumored that your Highness will lose all his cultivation and his strength will definitely be greatly affected. Your Highness's opponent is the lord of the Sixth Palace of the Holy Realm, which is known as the closest to the Imperial Path. Your Highness may not last long." Another demon general said in a voice.

When the two demon generals were talking, the battle situation ahead was full of sword lights, the palm power was powerful, and the battle situation was in full swing.

The two men who were clearly strong and weak had a hard time fighting. Outside the situation, the leaders of the two armies looked at the battle ahead with their expressions of admiration.

The battle between these two people can only be described as amazing.

It is not that they are so terrible about their cultivation, but that their actions are superb, and each move is not dragged on at all, and their attacks and defenses are extremely fierce.

"Your Highness Thirteenth, do we really want to fight like this? With your current cultivation level, you cannot have a chance of winning."

In the battle, Saro raised his hand to block the sharp edge of the magic sword, looked at the young man in front of him, turned his palms back and sent a voice.

Ning Chen stepped on his steps, his figure was clear, avoiding the palm power of the former, and responded, "The Palace Master does not need to keep his hand. In addition, there is no ambush in the Heavenly Demon Camp ahead. Can the Palace Master understand what the meaning is?"

When Sharo heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment, he nodded, "Don't worry, when your Highness is defeated, our Holy Land army will immediately kill the Demon Camp."

After the message was sent, Saro's hands merged into the middle. In the earth-shaking vibration, the golden light illuminated the world, and the six realms of reincarnation reappeared.

Everyone was shocked. In the battle situation, six huge vortexes appeared, hell, hungry ghosts, animals, Shura, heaven, man, and the six realms appeared. The magnificent and endless breath of death was confused and swallowed up to the former.

"Your Highness Thirteenth!"

In front of the army of demons, the five demon generals changed their expressions and exclaimed and reminded them.

In the battle situation, seeing the six reincarnations falling from the sky, Ning Chen's sword turned to the extreme. In an instant, a dazzling sword light circled. The sword reached its extreme and was endless, with only the complete sword intent.

"Bang"

The two moves collided, blood splattered, and a muffled groan, the figure in the plain clothes took several steps in a row, and the magic sword dyed red.

In front of the Holy Land Army, Luo Jia, the lord of the third palace, saw this, waved his right hand and said lightly, "Kill!"
Chapter completed!