Mo Wuwei is a fifth-level high-level demon king with extremely powerful strength. He has been hiding his aura. Of the three demon kings exposed, only one is a fifth-level mid-level demon king, and the remaining two are both fifth-level low-level demon kings.

They had been waiting for many days, but the result was that none of the third-level elites from the demon race who had entered the secret realm came out.

This makes it difficult for them to accept it. For these demon kings, this breath of anger is difficult to swallow, and the best way to vent their anger is to kill the third-level juniors of the human race.

In order to move more easily, the four old demons did not bring any demons under their command, just the four old guys.

"You three take action first to contain those three old guys. I will kill them with one strike and kill all the juniors of the three tribes at once."

Mo Wudi looked at the three demon kings and made a sinister decision.

Upon hearing the order, the three demon kings turned into three demonic shadows and quickly rushed towards the entrance of the secret realm.

"Huh, good time."

Meng You's hands were already itching, so he cast a defensive spell at random to protect all the juniors, and used the flying sword to reach the sky and kill the fifth-level middle-grade demon king.

"It's been a long time since I had a fight, haha!"

The fifth-level powerful men from the barbarian and demon tribes also quickly rushed forward, each picking a fifth-level demon king and fighting together.

In order to prevent the aftermath of the fifth-level powerhouse's fight from injuring the third-level junior, dozens of fourth-level powerhouses once again deployed a defensive formation to cover Meng You's defensive spells, forming a second line of defense.

"The realm of swords! Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

"The realm of the earth, the power of the barbarian king!"

"The killing field, the power of ten thousand demons!"

The ancestors of the three tribes used their fields with full firepower, and were able to kill the demon king in one fell swoop.

"Holy Demon Realm! All demons worship!"

"Earth Demon Realm! Demonic Qi springs up!"

"Horned Demon Realm, Demonic Dragon Seal!"

Not to be outdone, the three demon kings also released their own domains and fought fiercely with the ancestors of the three tribes.

In order to avoid affecting the younger generation, the ancestors of the three clans will try their best to lead the battlefield away, and the three demon kings will also cooperate.

The battle between the six strong men set off a huge storm, and the dense forests on the surrounding mountains were all destroyed.

A third-level spiritual vessel in the distance turned into nothingness in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

The battle of strong men caused great damage to the world of immortality. It was so great that it was terrifying. Even from a long distance away, everyone could feel the vibration of the earth.

"This is the battle of a powerful person at the level of a god. It's so terrifying."

"God-level combat power is so terrifying!"

Within the protective shield, the elite juniors of the three tribes all sighed.

It is rare to have the opportunity to watch a battle between gods and goddesses.

"Lian Mei, be careful. The three demon kings are very cooperative and stay away from here. I'm afraid they may have a back-up plan. If nothing can be done, we will immediately escape and hide in the space."

Ximen Changqing felt a little uneasy and looked into the distance warily.

"I understand that the demons are cunning, and I will be careful."

Soon, Ximen Changqing's worries became reality, and a terrifying demonic shadow quickly came over to kill him.

"Jie Jie Jie! Just rely on this little defense!"

Mo Wudi came over and saw Meng You's defensive spells and the inner defensive light curtain, showing a contemptuous smile.

"Holy Demonic Pestle, break it for me!"

He sacrificed a powerful magic weapon and suddenly smashed it against the defensive light shield.

"Kacha!"

Meng You's magic shield was broken by a single blow, and the inner fourth-level high-grade defense formation only lasted for a moment before shattering.

In this attack, Mo Wudi tried his best. With his fifth-level high-grade strength, it was no problem to break through these two defenses.

"puff……"

The huge formation backfired, causing all the Nascent Soul cultivators to vomit blood.

The Dan-Jie level juniors in the formation were also stirred up inside, and those with poor physical constitutions vomited blood directly.

Some Tier 3 elites who were already injured had their injuries worsened.

It can be seen how much this blow caused a shock to the three major clans in the formation.

Ximen Changqing also felt his insides churning, but fortunately he was physically strong, so he wouldn't be as miserable as other monks.

"This is the strength of the fifth-level demon king! Breaking through two layers of powerful defenses with one blow, injuring everyone in the formation."

Ximen Changqing was horrified, holding Pan Yulian's hand, ready to escape into space at any time.

"Ouch..."

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, a huge golden dragon flew out from the formation, aiming directly at Mo Wudi.

At the same time, an extremely fast flying sword stabbed from outside the formation, striking Demon Wudi with a blow.

"Golden Flame Strike!"

"Man and sword unite!"

The giant dragon spewed out hot lava, and the flying sword was actually a combination of a human and a flying sword.

"puff……"

"Damn it, you actually attacked me secretly!"

Mo Wuwei struck with all his strength, but before he could recover his power, he could only defend hastily when faced with the attacks of two strong men of the same level.

In this case, it is inevitable that you will focus on one thing and lose the other, and it is inevitable that you will be injured.

He never expected that the three tribes would actually arrange five fifth-level experts. He plotted against the three tribes, but was plotted instead.

"Hmph, you, the majestic fifth-level demon king, unexpectedly attacked a third-level junior, don't you blush?"

Jin Hao scolded loudly.

It saw with its own eyes that its grandson was killed by the demons, and was filled with resentment. Seeing that the demons were invincible, it was even more itching with hatred.

"Li Taibai and Jin Hao, a late-stage god-transformer and a fifth-level mid-level, really think highly of me and are invincible, Jie Jie Jie!"

Mo Wudi quickly retreated and quickly distanced himself from them.

At this moment, there is no point in continuing to fight. The demon clan's plan has completely failed.

"Lao Jin, if you can stay today, any one of the four devil kings, can you calm down?"

Li Taibai looked at Jin Hao with a relaxed expression.

Jin Hao understood and laughed and said, "Haha! It's natural. This one is too strong. I can't kill it. I leave it to you. I'll kill an easy one."

After saying that, Jin Hao went straight to the ancestor of the demon clan, the fifth-level low-grade demon king who was responsible for containing him.

With his fifth-level mid-level strength, he still has the ability to join a fifth-level low-level demon clan and kill a fifth-level low-level demon king.

"How dare you!"

Seeing this, Mo Wudi was also very nervous.

The plot against the three tribes failed this time. If another fifth-level powerhouse was lost because of this, the loss would be too great and he would be unable to bear it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What are you afraid of? You have been injured. Even if you are not injured, you are not my opponent. Take the move! Drunk Immortal Sword Formation!"

Li Taibai didn't waste any time and directly used a powerful sword formation to lock the demon invincibly.

He only had one flying sword, but this flying sword, which was at the level of a heavenly treasure, transformed directly into countless sword shadows, forming an airtight sword array.

Among them, only one sword shadow is a real flying sword. If it is hit by it, it will be fatal.

"Li Taibai, do you really want to fight to the death? The Holy Demon Realm!"

Mo Wudi also tried his best, releasing his own domain, and countless demonic energy surged out, completely covering his body.

"The sword array field is broken!"

"Don't even think about it, dark magic hand!"

I saw countless sword energy consuming the realm of the Holy Demon, but the Demon Invincible did not show weakness, using magic means to tear apart the Sword Formation realm.

Both sides showed their special skills, and various magical powers and secret techniques appeared one after another, and the fight was turned upside down.

Mo Wudi was already injured, and his strength was about the same as that of Li Taibai. At this moment, he was already at a disadvantage and could barely hold on.

On the other side, the fifth-level low-level Mo Wushang did not have such good luck. He was besieged by two strong demon clan men and was beaten until he ran away with his head in his arms.

"Go to hell! One strike from the Flame Dragon!"

The angry Jin Hao took Mo Wushang as the target to vent his anger. Every attack was extremely sharp and could injure Mo Wushang.

"puff……"
To be continued...