"Blood-robed ancestor, you will regret it if you become my enemy!" Dharma King Xuanyuan shouted at this time.

The blood-robed ancestor didn't say a word, and his figure flashed close to him again, fluttering his wings, and golden light suddenly shot down, and then roared and bit towards Dharma King Xuanyuan.

Facing the blood-robed ancestor who was clinging to him, the anger in Dharma King Xuanyuan's heart surged.

In fact, the reason why he was unwilling to continue fighting with the blood-robed ancestor was because he knew that the blood-robed ancestor was immortal. Even if he won, it would be of no avail. Helping the army stop losses was the most important thing.

After all, he cannot lose this army. This is where he will have the right to speak to the outside world after taking control of this large area in the future.

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"They are madmen, they are madmen!" A demon king finally couldn't help but roared after being repelled again.

He had never encountered such an opponent before, and he was really scared.

It was obviously a huge advantage, but in the eyes of the Demon King at this time, there was an illusion that the humans were the attackers and they were passively defending.

At this time, more than half of the human army had been killed or injured, but they still did not stop, moving forward firmly step by step, and the sword they waved was still sharp, harvesting the lives of the enemies.

Humans are not afraid of death, but they are.

Those fallen figures were all warriors they had carefully trained, and they were their most important external force. Seeing their clansmen falling in droves, their hearts could not help but tremble.

They really want to back off if they can.

They don't want to accompany the lunatics any longer.

However, during the crazy attack of the humans, they were deprived of even the right to abandon the war.

In the endless killing, the figures of the human race fell one after another, but immediately there were those who came after them, shouldering the fighting spirit of their comrades, and continued to move forward with their swords.

They really succeeded in leaving the enemy with corpses everywhere and blood flowing thousands of miles away.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer comrades, but the human race becomes more and more fierce.

Like hungry wolves, wherever their bloodthirsty gazes go, the demons under King Xuanyuan will lower their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at him.

At the end of the battle, only a million humans were left in the encirclement.

This battle seemed to be coming to an end, but neither King Xuanyuan nor the demon kings below felt that they had won.

Because in terms of mentality and momentum, they are the losers.

Seeing the demon clan surrounding millions of humans but not daring to step forward, the blood-robed ancestor above couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, he only felt content and contented in his heart. The humans had proved everything with this battle and won his respect.

Although this force is about to perish, the blood-robed ancestor still remembers them in his heart.

This feeling is very strange. In countless years, he has never had such a strange feeling.

"kill!"

Dark clouds, low pressure, and bloody rain.

When the last human fell, the tense nerves of the entire demon clan collapsed, and they fell to the ground one by one, gasping for air.

Even though those human races have died, the fear in their hearts has not faded away.

This is a victory, but no one cheers or sings its praises. All there is is a sense of complacency in the aftermath of the disaster.

Looking around, they saw corpses everywhere, and the blood that had gathered formed pitted pools of blood on the battlefield, making their hearts tremble again.

They are afraid, they are terrified, the strength in their bodies seems to have been drained, and they have even lost the courage to stand up.

And those demon kings were also stunned on the spot, and their hearts were like those frightened soldiers, but they suppressed the fear in their hearts and did not show it.

At this moment, they suddenly felt a sense of luck.

They are dead, thankfully they are dead!

The human army has left a deep mark on their hearts, lingering like a shadow.

"Hahaha, Dharma King Xuanyuan, look at them!"

Above the sky, the blood-robed ancestor pointed at the monsters below and laughed wildly, the sarcasm in his eyes clearly evident.

At this time, Dharma King Xuanyuan's face was ashen.

"These are the subordinates of my blood-robed ancestor!" Suspended in the air, looking at the monster clan below, the blood-robed ancestor's roar was loud enough to make the monster clan below tremble again.

"Do you think the battle is over? This is just the beginning. Get ready. Next, you will face my blood-robed ancestor. I will avenge them. You all have to die. Remember, you all have to die.

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The demon clan below all looked up at the blood-robed ancestor who was laughing crazily in the air, their eyes full of fear.

Isn't it over yet? At this moment, fear spread in their hearts, and they seemed to see that fearless army composed of tens of millions of people appearing in front of them again.

They were once full of confidence and felt that they would definitely gain ownership of the Nanming Continent.

But at this moment, their original beliefs were almost completely dissipated.

There was deep fear in their eyes.

His eyes were lifeless, and a deathly numbness kept coming over him.

Dharma King Xuanyuan, who was above the void, felt his heart tremble slightly and his cheeks trembled slightly.

The pale golden eyes stared fixedly at the blood-robed ancestor, filled with endless cold light.

The blood-robed ancestor suddenly looked back, sneered, and said lightly: "Dharma King Xuanyuan, do you want to fight???"

"bump!"

A pale golden dharma seal blasted out, and the whole body of King Xuanyuan shone with a thick blood-evil spirit. The moment the dharma seal bombarded in front of the blood-robed ancestor, he followed closely behind him and clapped his hands.

When it comes out, the blood is gushing to the sky, and there is no essence and blood, lingering around.

This majestic power of Qi and blood was like a mountain, thick and condensed, tightly suppressing the blood-robed ancestor.

The blood-robed ancestor chuckled lightly, waved his big hand, and infinite magic flashed around him, hitting the bright red seal impartially.

"bump!"

The two collided, and cyclones were released.

The terrifying power swept thousands of miles.

The surrounding mountains turned into dust.

The endless demon clan fell like this.

"Hahaha!"

"Dharma King Xuanyuan, even though you are a genius, you can't kill me."

"Even though you have thousands of demon armies, you can't defeat me."

"It's pitiful, it's really pitiful." A trace of bright red blood faintly showed at the corner of the blood-robed ancestor's mouth.

He is the product of the fusion of thousands of poisonous insects by the green-robed ancestor. He has an immortal body and abnormal strength, which is close to that of a quasi-sage. Even King Xuanyuan will not be at a disadvantage compared to him.

The body moves backward and the surrounding scenery changes.

In a valley, Dharma King Xuanyuan withdrew his magic power, his golden eyes trembled slightly, and said coldly: "Blood Fiend Golden Cicada, I advise you not to stop me?"

The blood-robed ancestor sneered and said disdainfully: "Stop you? What can you do to me?"

At this moment, Dharma King Xuanyuan was lonely, staring into the void with his golden eyes, turned around, and walked.

"I want to unify the demon clan in the world and recreate the unparalleled splendor of the ancient demon court."
Chapter completed!