In the third game of martial arts between the two realms, the battle was discussed on the gun. When the battle reached a critical moment, the Demon Lord appeared in the void, and the supreme demon power forced to change the right time and place.

Turning, the world of light instantly turns into darkness, the good and evil are eliminated, and the demon clouds cover the sun.

Below, the demonic energy surging like a wave, and the powerful pressure filled the entire dark world.

In the human camp, Ning Chen looked at the demon monarch who was looming in the void, with an extremely gloomy expression.

Kunyi Demon Emperor, how could he appear here?

"When the two realms are fighting, the emperor is not allowed to intervene. Otherwise, it will be considered abstention. Could it be that the noble realm will violate the oath?" The Lord of the divine realm spoke and said coldly.

"I have never intervened in the battle between the two realms, but this big world cannot bear my power and affect their battlefield. In short, it should be that the small world you created is not complete enough and is still subject to the changes in the big world. Otherwise, this would not have happened." Over the battle situation, Kun Yi Demon Emperor said in a deep voice.

"Strong words."

The blue-clothed man's eyes flashed with cold light, his heart was uncontrollable, and the primitive demon realm was too bullying.

On the side, the Lord of the Divine Realm looked at the young man in black in front of the human camp, showing a look of inquisitiveness.

In front of the kings, Ning Chen calmed down and nodded slightly.

"Come on."

The Lord of the Divine Realm retracted his gaze and said calmly.

In the void, Kunyi Demon Emperor sneered, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared.

After Zhiming's death, Qingning stepped forward and said with a serious expression, "I'm afraid it's difficult to win this game."

"Um."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "The situation was advantageous before. In order to make a decision, the poster deliberately strengthened the offensive, and his body was consumed a lot. Now, the overall situation has changed from advantage to disadvantage. The poster wants to turn the tables but lacks enough strength."

"What a pity."

Qingning sighed softly. Originally, the human race was 90% sure to win this game, but she didn't expect such a variable to occur.

In the dark world, the demonic energy continues to spread, and the dark power is blessed, and the demonic power around Asura is rising sharply, vaguely, the imperial power is amazing.

"roar!"

The shocking roar resounded through the starry sky. Behind Asura, a huge evil appearance appeared, and his powerful and ferocious face shocked.

With the blessing of evil, Asura's martial arts body reached the peak again, and the violent demonic energy surged, obliterating the surrounding heaven and earth.

"God of War Slayer!"

The magic move that reappeared, the power of the magic rose several times. In Asura's hand, the beacon fire lingered in the city of demonic flames, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

The shocking move, Shura's evil roars, the magic energy gathers and pours into the magic spear.

The final move is approaching. On the opposite side, the master of Xiaoyue Tower looks solemn, his figure is divided into two parts, sounds and martial arts are running side by side, and the sound of the yellow spring sounds, and the color of heaven and earth changes.

The two-pole brilliance is a dark world, a showdown between light and darkness, and the outcome is decided by the touch.

Outside the battle, kings from both realms were watching the battle ahead, with an extremely focused look.

In this game, victory or defeat is very important. If you win the second game first, whoever wins the second game will undoubtedly increase the winning rate.

In the human camp, the butterfly in the flower closed her eyes slightly, resting quietly, and she did not care about the situation of the Italian war.

Her mission is to win a victory for her junior brother, and she doesn't care about other things.

"boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, the dark world and the bipolar collision were colliding. After the flame world, the dark world also collapsed, and the black air flow was everywhere, scattered in the big world.

In the battle, two figures flew out at the same time, blood splattering like rain.

There was no sign of the outcome of the victory or defeat. Asura and Xiaoyue Tower owner's mouth were dripping blood, causing heavy damage.

"A tie?"

In the two realms camps, the kings frowned and looked different.

Suddenly, the dark aura that was swelling in the sky was like a tide, and all sank into the body of the Xiaoyue Tower ahead. But a muffled groan sounded, and the owner of the Xiaoyue Tower gushed blood in the chest, dyeing the starry sky red.

The amazing scene, the kings were shocked, and no one could react to what happened next.

In the primitive demon realm, the ancestral land of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, the right hand raised by Kunyi Demon Emperor slowly fell down, and the surrounding demonic energy dispersed and returned to the ancestral land.

In the battle situation between the two realms, Ning Chen's figure flashed by in the human camp, and before everyone came back to their senses, they had already reached the battle situation.

The beacon fire rushed over the city, but the ghost sword was seen flying across the sky, blocking the murderous intent of the God of War.

"In this situation, the human race admits defeat."

Without any hesitation, Ning Chen said coldly, and then the owner of Xiaoyue, who had suffered heavy damage, withdrew from the battle.

In the human camp, the kings looked at the two of them with an extremely serious expression.

"Sister Qingning, you are carrying Buddha Yuan and can purify the demonic energy. You will help the poster heal the wounds." Ning Chen said in a narrow voice.

"Yeah, leave it to me." Qingning nodded and responded.

"Feel sorry!"

The owner of Xiaoyue tried hard to open his eyes and said weakly as never before.

"It's not a battle, but we underestimated the despicableness of the original demon realm. The author can heal his wounds with peace of mind. The next two battles will be left to us." Ning Chen said seriously.

"What happened just now? It was obviously a draw, so why did the demonic energy suddenly surge back?" Mu Qianshang said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid it was Kunyi's Demon Emperor's move."

Ning Chen looked at the Four Emperors of the Demon Realm in the Void, and his expression was extremely cold. There were too many unfair things in this battle, but even so, they could not give up.

In the void, Luo Xingchen went to draw lots instead of Qingling. In the fourth battle, the category of martial arts will be released.

The sword and palm, in the last two games, in the Magic Realm camp, a number of peerless masters were quietly paying attention to the final result. They had won two games in three games, and the final victory was within reach.

In the void, the wheel stopped, and the fourth game was found.

In the starry sky, the dazzling character "小" manifests, affecting the hearts of all the kings present.

In the Demon Realm camp, Xuan Mo walked out, and the commander of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Army officially walked in front of everyone.

Behind the Demon Realm kings looked surprisingly calm, and they no longer worried about the outcome of this battle.

Xuan Mo has been in charge of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Guard for more than a thousand years, not because Xuan Mo has a noble identity or a stunning background, but because Xuan Mo is the real number one person in the Heavenly Demon Clan over the past thousand years.

Even the two strongest princes of the Demon Royal Family, or the Demon God of War Asura, dare not say that they can defeat this Imperial Commander.

In the human camp, the butterfly among the flowers opened their eyes and walked forward.

At the moment when he was wrong, Ning Chen spoke and said seriously, "Be careful, Xuan Mo's strength is still above Xuan Luo."

"Um."

The butterfly in the flower nodded slightly and said softly, "Forty years ago, my senior sister caused you a lot of trouble. Today, my senior sister will definitely give you a victory."

As the words fell, the butterfly among the flowers stepped on barefoot gently, dancing like a graceful dance, flying forward.

After a few breaths, two figures walked out in the ice world, and snowflakes drifted all over the sky, turning the whole world into a plain white color.

"Get out of the formation."

In the two realms camps, the kings breathed a sigh of relief. The battle just now was impressive. No one wanted to encounter a great victory again at this critical moment.

"Not long ago, I heard the Thirteenth Prince call her senior sister."

In the snow and ice, Xuan Luo looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly, "I guess the girl's strength is still above the Thirteenth Prince."

"No one can measure my junior brother's strength, but his sword is indeed taught by me."

The butterfly in the flower said lightly, and in the water sleeves on both sides of the left and right arms, two strange cold noses came out of nowhere.

The demon sword burys flowers, butterflies weep and tears, and the gods in Zhongzhou swords, today, the amazing sword skills are reappeared.
Chapter completed!