In the western border of the primitive demon realm, the cold moon shines on the green armor, the white frost reflects thousands of miles, the beacon fire spreads, and the world is in chaos.

The army of demons was built for hundreds of miles, and the powerful demonic energy surged, as heavy as a mountain.

In the camp, the first prince of the demon was sitting quietly, looking at the secret reports in front of him, his eyes becoming more and more serious.

Outside the camp, a group of green armored soldiers stood quietly, not airtight, and were heavily guarded by the generals.

The handsome tent is not far away, and two equally majestic camps are located, arranged on the left and right, with the terrifying pressure, which is shocking.

In the camp, the demon soldiers chose to avoid the two camp tents. The evil reputation of the eight tribes is well known to everyone in the world, and even the demon soldiers are unwilling to provoke them.

At this moment, a man in silver and white official uniform walked up from afar, black and white black sand and red verdant.

In the man's hand, the black sword was as dark as ink. The sword was in the sheath, and the breath was completely subsided.

The cold wind gently caresses the dust, the man's steps are neither fast nor slow, his breath is calm, and after a moment, he has arrived in the camp.

However, when the man entered the camp, no one saw the figure of the person coming in the entire demon camp. The strange scenery was shocking.

In the camp, the man stopped and swept his eyes across the three camp tents. After a moment, he closed his eyes and walked towards the handsome tent in the middle.

In front of the handsome tent, the man approached step by step. Outside the tent, the Qingjia Army soldiers were still on duty seriously if they didn't realize it.

In the handsome tent, Xuan Zhen looked at the secret report in his hand with a focused look. After a long time, his body suddenly shook and his eyes looked at the man who appeared in front of him at some point.

"Who are you?" Xuan Zhen's face darkened and he said coldly.

"Ancient Holy Heaven!"

The man spoke and said calmly, "I will take your life."

It was unprecedentedly known, but it was hard to hide the murderous aura in his words. Xuan Zhen stood up and looked alert.

"If you want to call someone, give up. When I come in, the space here is closed."

Gu Shengtian raised his hand, Kuntian's ancient sword roared lightly, and in an instant, the ancient sword was unsheathed, and the hidden murderous aura exploded instantly.

"please!"

The sword requested a move, but it was not allowed to be rejected. The martial arts of the world will appear in the world.

Xuan Zhen concentrated his mind and slapped it with one palm. Under the table, a purple gold spear broke out and emerged, trembling with magic power and shocked the world.

The etiquette has been completed, the sword has rippled, the ancient sage moves, and Kuntian kills the demon son.

The sword arrived, the gun moved, and the two soldiers handed over. With a loud bang, Mars burst out, and the divine weapons advanced, and there was no gap in their lives.

In a short distance, the sword light and spear light momentum changed again. The power of breaking the sky and the advantage of breaking the sea rolled up thousands of waves and collided with thunder.

"Wow"

Blood splattered and dyed the battle suit red. Xuan Zhen stepped back several steps in his feet. The hand holding the gun collapsed and suffered a lot of injuries.

"Seven transformations of the demons, obeying the sky!"

With an angry shout, the demons rose up from the ground, and the power of the ancient demon god was reappeared.

The demons assisted each other, and the magic power of the purple gold spear soared into the sky. Xuan Zhen stepped forward, spun the spear and broke through the air, and the momentum was broken.

The power of the demon is approaching, and the pressure doubles. The expression of the ancient sage never changes. He also pointed to the Teng Sword. Kuntian's divine sharpened again, and the black light shone brightly, and the sky and the earth are walking.

"Extremely Dark"

The black light spread, and huge star lights rose into the sky. The entire battle situation became a sluggish slumber, struggling.

The ancient sword and the magic gun clashed twice. After a moment of stalemate, Xuan Zhen shouted deeply, and the gun was moving forward again, approaching step by step.

The huge force came, and Gu Shengtian retreated half a step, frowned slightly, pointed at the tip of the front, shocking the former.

"The moves are good, but unfortunately, I don't have enough attainments."

With a quiet word, no emotion fluctuation, the ancient sacred sword turned, and black waves rolled out, endless murderous intent spreading to every corner of the battle.

With murderous intent coming, there was no escape. Xuan Zhen's mind was calm and shouted in a deep voice. The Nine Kings Pearls in his body swirled rapidly. The magical essence and the kings Pearls gathered together, and the dark force roared wildly, and the magic power reached the top again.

While looking at the eyes, the two kings moved, the sword power and the spear light collided, but a muffled groan sounded. In the aftermath of the impact, a pool of blood splattered, and Xuan Zhen retreated several steps, causing heavy damage to his body.

"Well"

Ten steps away, Xuan Zhen's figure staggered, vomiting blood, dyeing the earth red.

“It’s over.”

The aftermath dissipated, and the ancient Shengtian stepped out, with Kuntian in his hand, and the sword light sucked and spitted, with murderous aura burning eyes.

Just as the battle was about to end, in the Tianmo Camp, in the camp on the right side of the commander's tent, Garuda suddenly condensed and his eyes looked at the commander's tent not far away.

This feeling is master!

Without hesitation, Garuda held his right hand in a hollow, and an ancient magic weapon appeared in the surging demonic essence.

After starting the halberd, Garuda stepped on his footsteps, lifted his true energy again, and sang the halberd to the sky, and slashed it down.

"boom!"

The light of the halberd broke through the sky, destroying the dead and rotten. Wherever he passed, the mountains moved to the ground. In front of the commander's tent, the Qingjia army had no time to hide and exploded.

"Um?"

On the other side of the handsome tent, Long Zhong was moved and rushed out of the tent, looking at the scene in front of him, looking shocked.

But in the split guard, a black space barrier appeared, blocking all breaths and unable to see the scene.

Outside the tent, Garula stood in his hand holding a demon halberd, and his body was filled with demonic essence, domineering and cruel.

"What is this?" Long Zhong asked.

"Space magic weapon." Garulo said with a cold expression.

"Can you break it?" Long Zhong said in a deep voice.

"Can!"

As he spoke, Garula stepped on his foot and jumped up. The Sun-Chasing Divine Salute and Demonic Yuan rolled, and the earth-shaking energy continued to gather, shocking thousands of miles.

In the distance, in the Holy Realm Camp, the five Holy Realm Palace Masters were moved and looked at the Eastern Demon Camp, with doubt flashing in their eyes.

What was born in the army of demons? Why did even Garula take action?

"Saro, let me go." Luo Jia spoke in a voice.

"Um"

Saro nodded, his figure flashed, and rushed towards the Heavenly Demon Camp ahead.

The Demon Camp, the space magic weapon sealed the world in the commander's tent. After a big battle, the surroundings were full of scars.

In front of Xuan Zhen’s body, the ancient sages walked toward him, Kun Tianqi killed him and ruthlessly slashed him down.

The black sword light cut the sky and split the sea. At the moment of crisis, a decisive look flashed in Xuan Zhen's eyes, and he exploded with a rage. His body was rushing against the magic power, and the crown shattered.

The demon waves soared into the sky, turned into a dragon, and turned into a protective dragon energy to block the surroundings. The sword light fell, and the two forces collided with a loud bang.

"Well"

With a muffled groan, blood sprayed like rain. Xuan Zhen, who had lost the Nine Kings Pearl, retreated again and again, and blood surged all over his body, which was extremely miserable.

Opposite, the dragon energy rushed over, and Gu Shengtian waved his sword to block it, rumbled and shook violently, and withdrew several steps.

The dripping blood dyed the ancient sword red, Gu Shengtian frowned and looked at the eldest prince of the demon clan in front of him, with a chill in his eyes.

Self-destructing Wang Zhu? He underestimated the courage of this demon prince.

"boom!"

At this moment, a violent vibration sounded in the sky, and the huge demonic power was suppressed and violently impacted the dark space.

"Click"

The sound of space shattering sounded, and a moment later, the sky was filled with cracks, and a trace of sunlight penetrated into it, illuminating the dark space.

The expression of the ancient Shengtian changed slightly, his eyes narrowed in the sky.

It came so soon, and the eight tribes are well-deserved.

Time is tight and there is no need to delay. The ancient Shengtian's expression is settled, and he stepped on his sword and surged with murderous aura. The final sword appears and slashes at the prince of the demon clan in front.

"Well"

A sword penetrated the body, blood stained the sky, Xuan Zhen's chest, Kun Tian penetrated into his body, and then the dark space collapsed, and a shocking scene was reflected in front of everyone in the Demon Army.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The dragons changed their expressions, their sharp claws split into the air, and they grabbed the swordsman in front.

Gu Shengtian drew his sword and returned, and met with a sword. With a loud bang, the two forces hit each other, and the Heavenly Demon Camp suddenly vibrated violently.

On the other side, the demon Yuan was approaching the realm, and the extremely fast figure flashed by, and the Sun-Chasing Divine Spherde broke through the air and slashed it, and its power could cover the sea.

The two strong attacks, Gu Shengtian frowned again, and his steps turned around. The ancient sword reflected the moon, avoided the move and returned the move, and flowed through the clouds and water.

In an instant, there were several clashes, and the three of them had their eyes flashed with a condensation, which made everyone know.

"You go and save the eldest prince, and this person will be handed over to me."
To be continued...