"Yin Jiuyou is dead! Brothers of the wolf clan, follow me to kill!" Duan Tianlang smashed Yin Jiuyou's body with his palm, and the sound was heard in all directions.
Duan Tianlang was filled with evil spirits and rushed towards a demon cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm.
"kill!"
When everyone in the wolf clan heard this, their morale was greatly shaken!
When everyone in the demon clan heard this, their souls came out!
The powerful Immortal Lord Realm person on their side is actually dead!
Seeing Duan Tianlang swooping down, they began to flee in all directions. The strong men in the Immortal Lord Realm were not something they could deal with.
"Hmph! Come when you want, and leave when you want? Where do you think my wolf clan's northern ice field is? You guys, please stay here!" Duan Tianlang looked at the fleeing demon clan,
His eyes were cold.
"call out!"
A man from the Demonic Golden Fairy Realm suddenly felt the murderous intent coming from his back and was about to dodge to the side.
A silver sword cut through the sky and struck the demon man's body.
"puff!"
The big knife penetrated his flesh, and his back was hit by the blade. This knife could cut him in two and kill him.
In his gradually dimming eyes, there was a handsome man in thin clothes, holding a bright broadsword, hovering in the air.
"call out!"
A little man with spiritual consciousness flew out from the head of this Demonic Golden Fairyland man, trying to escape into the distance.
"Certainly!"
Don't ask if your lips are buzzing.
I saw that the little demon man's consciousness was directly immobilized and could not move. The face of the little man's consciousness was full of fear and despair.
"Your soul cannot die! This is a great tonic!" Mo Wen grinned at the little man with spiritual consciousness, showing two rows of white teeth.
From Liu Mang's storage ring, he got a method that can increase the soul power by swallowing the soul consciousness.
"Soul-binding lock!"
Mo Wen made a mark and put it on the body of the little man with spiritual consciousness, then put him into the storage ring.
Wait until you find a place where no one is around before swallowing. There are many people here and it is best not to use this method of swallowing.
After finishing one person, Mo Wen stretched out his bone wings behind him and flew towards the nearest Golden Immortal stage demon cultivator.
Mo Wen followed suit and stabbed the fleeing man in the back.
However, this demon cultivator had good reaction speed and quickly turned around and raised his sword to block.
"clang!"
The swords collided and made a crisp sound.
I saw Tie Suiya cut off the long sword in the opponent's hand with one strike and penetrated straight into the chest and abdomen, splitting the demon cultivator into two halves on the spot.
His body collapsed suddenly, with a look of horror in his eyes.
how so!
This knife is so sharp!
But what's even more astonishing is the opponent's strength!
In order to save time, Mo Wen didn't wait for the opponent's consciousness villain to fly out. He directly used the overbearing soul-binding technique to pull out his consciousness villain, then put a soul-binding lock on it and threw it into the storage ring.
Seeing their own high-end combat power being killed one after another, the demon clan no longer had any fighting spirit and spirit, and ran for their lives.
Duan Tianlang couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly when he saw Mo Wen's strong fighting power.
boom!
Duan Tianlang completely smashed the head of a demon man. His soul had no time to escape and was killed to pieces!
Duan Tianlang cast his eyes on Mo Wen and thought to himself.
This person gave him the feeling that he was clearly in the Golden Immortal stage. How could he kill someone in the same realm so quickly compared to someone in the Immortal Lord stage like him?
Could it be that I am really old and can no longer box?
While Duan Tianlang was stunned, another demon died at the hands of Mo Wen.
Mo Wen used teleportation to suddenly appear next to the demon cultivator.
Mo Wen held a knife in both hands and slashed diagonally with the long knife. A head flew up with a frightened face. The headless body was gushing with blood and fell towards the ice and snow ground.
Mo Wen easily arrested this demonic cultivator's little spiritual consciousness and threw him into the storage ring.
In just a few seconds, the demon clan lost the combat power of four golden immortals.
On the ground battlefield, the demon troops were no match for these local wolves. They were overtaken by the wolves who transformed into their own bodies and fell to the ice.
What greeted them were huge wolf heads with four sharp claws!
Under the siege of Duan Tianlang, who was in the Immortal Lord Realm, and other powerful men from the Golden Immortal Realm of the Wolf Clan, all the demon troops were slaughtered.
All the villains with spiritual consciousness who wanted to escape were arrested one by one by Mo Wen.
The originally snow-white Arctic ice sheet was stained red by blood.
"I'm Duan Tianlang, thank you very much for your help! I wonder what you call me?" Duan Tianlang saluted Mo Wen with his fists raised and thanked him.
"Don't ask!"
Duan Tianlang was stunned when he heard this!
Are all the young people these days so cool?
"Ahem...my name is Mo Wen..." Mo Wen saw the misunderstanding and said quickly.
"Oh...it turns out to be Little Friend Mo! Thank you for your help just now, otherwise our wolf clan might have been doomed today!" After Duan Tianlang came to his senses, he thanked him again.
"Senior Duan, you don't have to be polite. Our two clans are a wartime offensive and defensive alliance. Now that I have seen this, I can't let it go..." Mo Wen returned the salute with his fists clasped, his expression indifferent.
"Why did the demons send people to invade in large numbers this time?"
Mo Wen was full of doubts. Didn't Li Waner say that the gods and demons were too lazy to fight against the monsters?
"Our demon clan has a saint. Three years ago, His Majesty the Demon Emperor ordered that people from all tribes in the realm of demon kings be summoned to the Demon King Mountain to worship the saint. He also passed down an oral message that will open up the ruins of the ancient battlefield." Duan Tian
The wolf thought for a while and said.
"As soon as the news came out, all the tribes went crazy about it and led their outstanding tribesmen to go there."
"Is this saint so popular?" Mo Wen asked in surprise.
Just because of a holy girl, masters from all races have gone there? Isn’t it enough to just go to a representative event to praise someone?
Or is it because of the Demon Emperor’s order?
"That's not the case. It's just one of the people of all races going to see the Saint. The most important thing for them is to go to the ruins of the ancient battlefield. You know, that ancient battlefield has an unparalleled ancient heritage, and those who are destined can get it...
"Duan Tianlang smiled and shook his head.
"The realm of Demon King that I belong to now is equivalent to the realm of Immortal Lord of your human race. If you want to further reach the realm of Demon King, you need to activate the ancient bloodline to seek a breakthrough, otherwise you will stop here for life."
Mo Wen was stunned when he heard this. It turned out that there was such a secret existence. In this way, it was a hurdle for this Demon King to be promoted to Demon Emperor.
"The demons must have heard the news and took advantage of our tribe to go to Demon King Mountain, so they sent people to attack the Far North Icefield." Duan Tianlang shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I don't know if this is only the case in our Far North Icefield, or if it is the same in other places.
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Duan Tianlang secretly thought in his heart that the opening of the ancient battlefield ruins this time was too hasty. It was originally opened once every ten thousand years, but now only five thousand years have passed since the last opening.
He guessed that the reason for doing this was probably because of the appearance of this new saint.
Mo Wen looked at the frowning Duan Tianlang and thought to himself.
I’m afraid, it’s not just the Arctic ice sheet that is suffering!