The demon king was beaten, corpses were everywhere, and blood was like a lake and sea.
Nine hundred and eighty-two demon kings at the peak of Hedao died here. The demon body was thousands of feet long, and the demon blood was shaking.
This bloody smell is almost suffocating.
Even the Demon Lords on the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain also noticed the Demon King Lei here.
The pupils of some Demon Lords trembled slightly as they looked at Qin Xuan.
"Is that the demon king under Huntian Pengzun?"
"The demon king who killed a thousand demon kings at the peak of Hedao, Baiyi, was from the human race?"
Some demon lords spoke in their respective holy mountains, frowning.
Regardless of whether those Hedao demon kings are from the Huntian Holy Mountain, they are the demon kings of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain after all. Those at the top of Hedao are all qualified to become the Supreme. Now that thousands of them have fallen, it is impossible for the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain to be included.
ignore.
Even the seven pure-blood holy demons also set their sights on this Demon King Arena.
"Huntian!" The dragon's nose moved, and a white waterfall rolled down from the holy mountain.
It is dissatisfied that Hun Tian's subordinates have suffered such heavy losses, not only the loss of the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, but also the prestige of the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters has been ruined.
It turns its dragon head and looks towards the Holy Mountain of Huntian with a pair of majestic dragon eyes.
On the Holy Mountain of Huntian, I saw the face of Lord Huntian Peng, which was almost unsightly to the extreme.
"Damn it!"
"Who is this in white clothes!"
"He's looking for death!"
Roar after roar resounded in Huntian Pengzun's heart.
It is not a broad-minded person, but a demon whose flaws must be repaid. Otherwise, how could the hatred between Xi and Wa be unforgettable to this day?
The Thousand Demon King at the peak of Hedao has fallen. Huntian Pengzun can imagine how the seven holy demons will blame him after the demon king is defeated.
It has dissatisfied many demon lords in the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain. If even the holy demons are not dissatisfied with it, even if it is recognized by the holy mountain, it will probably be expelled sooner or later.
In the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, one hundred and seventy demon lords may not dare.
But the seven holy demons have this qualification.
The strong are respected, and the strength of each of the seven holy demons can almost rank among the top three existences in the human race's Immortal Vein Sect.
Each statue is a living being, a true pure-blooded dragon and phoenix, an existence that transcends all living beings.
Even the Night-Eating Demon Peng was shaken at this moment. It felt the gaze of the Holy Demon, and there was also a trace of anger in its eyes.
Both are prosperous and destructive. If Huntian Peng Zun is dissatisfied with the holy demon and is expelled, its fate will not be much better.
"Father, don't worry, my brother will definitely kill that white man before he takes action!" The Night Devouring Demon Peng could only comfort him. It wanted to rush into the demon king's ring. Unfortunately, among the seven holy demons, one hundred and seventy immortal vein demons
How dare it do this in front of you?
Huntian Pengzun's throat rolled, and he wanted to spit out a word, but in the end he endured it.
However, the look on his face was still extremely ugly and difficult to fade away.
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At this moment, in the Demon King Challenge, many Hedao Demon Kings already had faces full of fear, panic, and even anger.
"court death!"
A demon king, Ruruo, was carried away and came to kill Qin Xuan.
Four hundred and sixty-five respects the Demon King, but at this moment he has lost most of his combat power.
There were even demon kings whose bodies were torn apart. They had bodies without wings, claws but no heads. If the demon core had not been broken, they would have perished long ago.
Fortunately, the Hedao Demon King has already merged his soul and body into one. As long as his life bones are not damaged, even if his head is cut off, it does not count as death.
Qin Xuan looked at the several Hedao demon kings charging towards them, with thousands and thousands of feet of demon bodies, with indifferent expressions.
Immediately, a sword slashed out.
There are just a few Hedao demon kings, but they are not enough for him to unite all the ways.
The next moment, those demon kings followed in the sea of blood on the ground.
, the blood fell like a waterfall.
Qin Xuan looked at the remaining thousand demon rocs with a normal expression, as if there was nothing abnormal about the suffocating mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of him.
He stepped on the sea of blood, looking at the more than a thousand Hedao Demon King across the many corpses.
The next moment, he moved.
Behind him, thousands of flowers gathered together, and in an instant, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand emitted another million-foot sword light.
The sword light was like tearing apart the starry sky, slashing at the many demonic rocs.
"Avoid it!"
"escape!"
In the sky, the great roc roared in anger, and the roc bird wished it had wings on its back, climbed to the top, and fled madly.
Even so, a large number of demon rocs still fell. The demon rocs, which were tens of thousands of feet long, now became an obstacle. Already the demon rocs reacted and shrank their demon bodies to avoid Qin Xuan's sword.
Even so, the demon roc that was severely injured before was almost destroyed by this sword.
Bang bang bang bang...
A demonic roc fell into the sea of blood like a mountain, causing turbulent waves.
Those are all demon blood, not a vision, but the real demon blood, which has spread for almost a million miles in this demon king's ring.
It is like forming a sea of blood for millions of miles, in which the corpse of a demon roc, which is thousands of feet tall, is floating in it.
With this sword, more than 600 demon pengs were killed and more than 300 were seriously injured.
Qin Xuan looked at the remaining Hedao Demon King, which numbered less than a thousand. Before the demons could take a breath, he struck out with his third sword.
Thousands of flowers shook together. With this sword, the green wood phenomenon behind Qin Xuan was shattered into pieces and disintegrated into nothingness.
And this sword slashed seven points of the remaining demon rocs, which numbered less than a thousand.
All the other Hedao Demon Kings were seriously injured.
With just three swords, more than 2,000 demon kings at the peak of Hedao, and more than 2,000 demon rocs with bodies of thousands of feet and tens of thousands of feet, were almost wiped out at this moment.
At this moment, even the little saint son Jin Peng's mind was blank.
That was the Hedao Demon King, and that man in white was not even the Supreme One. How...how could it be like this!
When the little holy son Jinpeng came back to his senses, his eyes were almost split.
"Holy Son, the rest is up to you. This human race has lost all its magic power and will definitely die!"
Several old demon kings who had been following the little saint son Jinpeng moved at this moment.
Qin Xuan was too terrifying, and those three swords were even more terrifying.
Can't stop it!
unstoppable!
Even if the Little Saint Jin Peng were to face him, he would definitely be severely injured.
They had already dismissed their previous thoughts and were waiting for Qin Xuan's mana to run out.
How can such terrifying magical powers of swordsmanship be consumed by ordinary people?
They finally waited until Qin Xuan's magic power was exhausted before taking action.
Even so, they were not confident that they could kill Qin Xuan, but they took action, hoping to wipe out Qin Xuan's remaining strength and prepare for the little saint Jinpeng to win the master of the demon king's ring.
More than two thousand demon kings who share the same mountain and lineage have fallen. Here are their friends and their bloodline, but now they are buried here.
"The Holy Son, they have died here, but the Holy Son does not need to blame himself!"
"Remember the demon lord's order and seize the ancient demon order. They will also die worthy of their death!"
A demon king spoke. He was old and frail, his wings were a little gray, but his face looked like Qin Xuan, and he was extremely fierce.
The sound of Peng Ming moved the heaven and earth, and several old demon kings took action.
Qin Xuan looked at these demon kings and slowly put away the Eternal Sword.
Although it is good to unite all the ways, it is a pity that it consumes too much. If you can only move three swords, all the flowers in your body will wither.
He looked at the old demon kings and those who followed them
The demon roc behind this old demon king.
Qin Xuan smiled, a line forming between his brows and forehead.
A golden light shot through in an instant, like a divine light penetrating the starry sky.
As far as the eye can see, there is a waterfall of demon blood and flying feathers.
In an instant, those old demon kings and hundreds of demon kings behind them were all destroyed.
Fighting in nine styles, the gods sighed!
Qin Xuan stood quietly on the sea of blood, watching the demonic rocs falling one after another with no wave in his eyes.
The Demon King was playing, and Tu Xian looked at Qin Xuan quietly, looking at the white clothes.
Even she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Dressed in white, the demon king he killed will bleed for millions of miles...