Chapter 458: Battle in the Human Realm, the Western Demon Lord Lost His Mother, and the Human Realm Still Needs Me to comeC

In the deep night, the moon was crescent, like an eyebrow or a hook.

Qingping Mountain roared continuously, and Yue Qingping couldn't help but flash a trace of worry in her eyes.

With her current cultivation, it was no problem to suppress the South Pole Demon Lord, but the purple-gold strange bell in the hands of this demon was really extraordinary. If she was given another ten or six months to kill, she would definitely be able to break the defense of the South Pole Demon Lord, but now there was not much time.

Because Huan Shuzi had already sent out a signal for help, and it was almost unable to hold on.

Suddenly, the figure of a majestic Taoist appeared in Yue Qingping's heart.

If that Taoist was there, perhaps Huan Shuzi could hold on until she defeated the South Pole Demon Lord and rushed to help elsewhere.

Unfortunately, the burly Taoist was calculated by the demon and was taken to the demon realm by the demon.

"What a pity~"

"God's will~"

Yue Qingping sighed, and suddenly a cruel look appeared in her phoenix eyes.

She suddenly wiped her bare hand on the long sword.

A trace of blood suddenly appeared on the sword tip, and then quietly disappeared.

With a voice of God's will~ Yue Qingping raised the sword again!

Above the human realm, there is a woman's blood as rouge, the sword is out, and the sky is soaring!

The three swords of the sun, the moon, and the stars appeared again.

Swish!

For a moment, the sword light above the sky was like a wheel and a sea, shooting towards the tiger-headed demon who was protected by the mysterious purple-gold bronze bell.

Seeing this, the Antarctic Demon Lord couldn't help but change his face. I don't know what he thought of, and there was a cruel look in his eyes.

Its tiger claws suddenly expanded, and it struck its own demonic body's chest three times in a row. With each strike, it vomited a large mouthful of deep purple demonic blood, and its face turned paler. After three strikes, dense and strange runes appeared on the Purple Emperor Demon Bell, the supreme magic weapon of the Antarctic Demon Kingdom.

These strange runes seemed endless, gushing out from the purple gold bronze bell, and once again resisted Yue Qingping's attack.

However, this move was not without cost. With the gushing of runes, the color of the purple gold bronze bell gradually dimmed, but the fading speed was not fast.

"Haha, Yue Qingping, ah Yue Qingping, I, the Heaven-Swallowing Tiger King, am willing to admit defeat to you for your cultivation~"

"What a pity, what a pity, the sword in your hand is also an excellent sword, but it lacks the refinement of time, and it is still not enough."

"I will fight to the death today even if I have to sacrifice the vitality of the Purple Emperor Demon Bell."

The South Pole Demon Lord's aura was declining, but his voice was still calm and confident, and he actually laughed.

"So what? You are stubborn and stubborn, even if you overdraw the vitality of the Demon Bell and yourself, you can only support it for two days at most." Yue Qingping snorted coldly.

"Haha, why does True Lord Qingping lie to you? Can you, the human cultivators, hold on for a day in the West Pole Demon Lord's place?"

"As long as the West Pole Demon Lord is free, he can attack from both sides in a pincer attack. I don't need to say who has the advantage."

Yue Qingping has a secret method to communicate information with each other. For such a big event, how can the four demon lords fight alone without any preparation?

A few days ago, the Western Demon Lord sent a message to the other three Demon Lords, claiming that he would definitely defeat the human coalition within twelve hours. Such a great advantage is worth the Southern Demon Lord's effort.

"Is it really God's will? It's a pity that I still can't understand the three swords of the sun, moon and stars, otherwise I can kill this demon with one sword."

Facing the provocation of the Southern Demon Lord, Yue Qingping didn't say anything. She quickly calmed her mind and once again comprehended and perfected her own sword skills in the battle.

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"Ying Si, your coalition against the Western Demon Lord is about to collapse, give up."

"As long as you turn your back on me and surrender to my demon realm, I can guarantee that within the five realms, the human race is only inferior to my demon race, and ranks first in the other four realms."

The sky wind is fierce, and the Eastern Demon Lord turns into a demon dragon, opening and closing his big mouth. After a fierce collision, he actually began to persuade people to surrender, and the conditions he offered are generous.

"Bullshit, since the founding of the Great Qin, there have only been emperors who died in battle, never a monarch who surrendered."

As the saying goes, "A man is red when he is near a red man, and he is black when he is near a black man." After hanging out with a certain national teacher for a long time, Ying Si also spoke in the elegant language of the Great Qin. He immediately raised his eyebrows and replied loudly.

Recalling Huan Shuzi's request for help, Ying Si couldn't help but feel anxious for a moment.

With this in mind, Ying Si urged his secret method and used his famous moves again, absorbing the power of the dragon ball in his body and transforming it into the supreme holy energy of the emperor. Especially when the dragon roared, the aura was like falling stars.

"Imperial Way Killing Move·Holy Power·Nine Dragons Yutian Emperor Dragon Tribulation Fist!"

Ying Si snorted coldly, and suddenly the corners of his mouth turned red, and blood turned into green!

The five great emperors' methods ruptured with a sound, and turned into nine streams of light, which were immersed in the nine protective dragon energy around them.

Nine dragons soared, one after the other, covering the demonic body of the Eastern Demon Lord like a prison.

"You are really stubborn. Ying Si, you have practiced for a short time and your foundation is insufficient. You can barely fight me to a draw, all thanks to the power of the Human Emperor's sacred weapon as your foundation, which suppresses your body and replenishes the holy energy of the emperor."

"You are fighting hard now, but you will only kill 800 enemies and lose 1,200 of your own."

"Then I will try it too~ What, are you afraid?"

"I want to see, if the Eastern Demon Lord loses his body in a hard fight with me, will the other three demon lords in the demon realm come forward to bite like hungry wolves."

The cold voice of Ying Si suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

The strength of the East Demon Lord is the best in the Demon Realm. Ying Si has already exhausted all his strength to barely tie with him. Now if he has other ways to think of, he will not resort to this last resort.

"You can go, I can go too, Ying Si, you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame others!"

"When the West Demon Lord breaks through the siege, the human realm will not only rank second among the five realms, but it is still uncertain whether there will be human realms in the future."

Seeing Ying Si's stubbornness, the East Demon Lord's face suddenly turned cold, but although he said it very toughly, his body was honest and tried to avoid a head-on collision with the already crazy Ying Si, but turned to delay time to defend.

"God's will~" Ying Si had no choice but to sigh helplessly when seeing this situation. He once again thought of his own national teacher who was stranded in the Demon Realm and didn't know whether he was alive or dead. "If the national teacher was here, why would Huan Shuzi's place be so difficult to hold on."

Yichengzi, Yichengzi, all the cultivators in the human realm thought of Yichengzi.

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The four-layer cultivators who broke through the limit had almost no weaknesses.

The battle was deadlocked again between the kings, and the powerful beings standing at the top of the five realms were not sure of winning the other side quickly.

Amid the howling of the sky wind, two figures stood in the air in a thick milky white light ball.

"Old thing, what is this thing."

The four pairs of white wings behind the North Pole Demon Lord trembled. She looked at the reddish-brown gourd in the hands of the mysterious Taoist in front of her, and for a moment, she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.

At this moment, she actually felt the danger of falling.

"The little kid is really disrespectful to the elderly. He has been trying to drag me to death. My neck is half buried in the yellow earth. How can I compete with you, my demon friend, for life span."

"Fortunately, I have lived longer than you, my demon friend. This treasure gourd contains a sword energy that I have nurtured for countless years. It was not originally prepared for you, my demon friend. Do you want to try it?"

The strange doctor Lang Qianhua took a deep look at the North Pole Demon Lord, but said faintly.

In terms of cultivation, Lang Qianhua is not inferior to the North Pole Demon Lord, and can even suppress him. Unfortunately, he is too old. If he really lets go and fights, the seal in his body will be broken. I am afraid that he will die immediately after the battle.

Old people are cunning, and old horses are cunning. Since we can't fight, we can only talk.

"Old thing, do you want me to retreat?" After a long silence, feeling the terrifying sword intent contained in the red treasure gourd, the North Pole Demon Lord snorted and said.

Since this person did not take action at the first time, he must be afraid of it.

Who can become a demon lord is not a person with good mind and talent? The North Pole Demon Lord still did not retreat at this moment.

"Hey, you little brats, you are so careless."

"Why don't we each take a step back and stop fighting? Let's watch the other three battlefields to decide the winner."

A hint of melancholy and sadness suddenly flashed across Lang Qianhua's eyes, as if there was something unspeakable that he couldn't say.

"Old Dong...Old senior, I'll obey you, isn't it good~"

"Senior, an old man in the family is like a treasure. Can you tell me who this sword intent that has been nurtured in your treasure gourd for countless years is prepared for." The North Pole Demon Lord's eyes moved, and he immediately sat cross-legged and laughed.

"Little brat changes his face quickly. I think you and a little Taoist priest I met by chance should get along well."

"Want to hear a story? I won't tell you~" The mysterious Taoist holding the banner of Xuanhujishi couldn't help but grin when he heard the words, and said happily immediately.

"Hmph, old man, just wait. The Western Demon Lord is about to destroy your human coalition. Even if you stop me from taking action, it's a pity that you are still powerless."

"God's will turns, and demons will flourish. You are going against the will of heaven and deserve punishment."

"God's will, God's will, do you believe in God's will so much?"

The mysterious Taoist listened to the words of the North Pole Demon Lord and not only did he not get angry, but sighed again. After saying this, no matter how the North Pole Demon Lord provoked and tested him, Lang Qianhua closed his eyes and waited.

On the four battlefields, the rest of the places were fighting fiercely, only in this milky white light ball, the two peerless masters of the human and demon races actually had a "fake match".

Outside the milky white light ball, countless demons and the human coalition were still fighting desperately.

At this moment, a faint light flashed on the three battlefields, and suddenly the faces of the three peerless masters, the East Pole Demon Lord, the South Pole Demon Lord, and the North Pole Demon Lord, all changed drastically.

From ecstasy to rage.

"Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, I fuck your mother!"

"Are you worthy of me?"

The Antarctic Demon Lord, whose face was pale after being chopped by Yue Qingping, couldn't help but burst out with swear words.

Just now, it received the news from the Western Demon Lord, which was that it had received thirteen golden arrow secret orders from the Demon Kingdom in succession, and its Western Demon Kingdom was attacked by a force called "Demon Yi Sect".

Now the army of the Demon Yi Sect is forcing its way across the Tianlang River.

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"God's will, what is God's will? I am half a step ahead of God!"

The surface of the Tianlang River was ten thousand meters high and it was endless.

Yi Chen was wearing a black cloak, looking at the countless demons fighting in front of him, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Kindness does not command the army. If you don't kill a lot of people and kill a sea of ​​blood, how can you unite closely around him, Jia Loulan, in the future?

Any major change must be preceded by bloodshed, and if bloodshed is necessary, you should go first.

If you want to wait for the four demon lords to return and then make peace with them, there is no way, the car doors must be locked.

Demons are not born from cracks in the stone. They all have relatives and friends. As long as the casualties are large enough, even if his people want to make peace with the Western Demon Lord in the future, the demon nobles under the Western Demon Lord will never agree.

"Hey, I have to come to the human realm!"

In the demon realm, Yi Chengzi, the national teacher of the Great Qin, sighed in his heart.

With his Zhenshi Chunyang opening up the battlefield behind enemy lines, even if the four demon lords really defeat the human realm now, they have to roll back obediently, otherwise the demon realm will really change color.

With Yi Chengzi's amazing wisdom, without the absolute top power to check and balance, he is 100% sure to play the demon realm in pieces.

This is a kind of confidence~

"Let the vanguard brothers withdraw first."

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost set off, Yi Chen slowly stood up on the blood-colored throne, and the cloak fell to the ground along his strong body.

"Holy Lord~"

"Holy Lord~"

Seeing Yi Chen standing up, countless demons cheered and their morale was boosted.

The vanguard demons who were about to be defeated were once again in high spirits.

A demon covered in blood and retreating to the rear could not help but ask his master for a fight.

"My Lord, let me lead my brothers to charge again~"

Before the battle, Yi Chen's figure slowly floated in the air, and his passionate voice suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Brothers, Xiaoyue Tianlang is unrighteous. Following such a mediocre leader, how can we make the Demon Kingdom good in this world of great strife?

How can we make our Demon Realm great again?"

"Only I, Jialuolan, can lead you to true victory, a victory for all the demons, not just a victory for a few demon nobles."

"My cultivation is so high that I can get the things in the Demon Realm as long as I want them, as long as I am willing to stand with the four demon kingdoms."

"But I still came, standing with you and challenging the old order."

"Maybe I will be hunted down by the four demon lords, but the people of the Demon Righteousness Sect, you must remember~"

"They are not hunting down my Saint Jialuolan, they are hunting down you, I am just blocking their way."

At this point, Yi Chen's voice suddenly became excited! ! !

"But you can rest assured, Wujia Loulan will always block their way!"

"Brothers of the Western Extreme King City, if my Demonic Righteousness Sect is defeated today, the nobles of the Demon Kingdom may give you a few blood stones and stop exploiting you so harshly. You can say goodbye to that damn, disgusting, red meat lichen."

"That's because I, the Demonic Righteousness Sect, my Saint Jia Loulan has been here~"

"Demonic Righteousness Sect, Demonic Righteousness Sect, charge~!"

Sometimes, it doesn't take magical powers to reach the soul. After Yi Chen's words, the morale of the Demonic Righteousness Sect suddenly doubled, increased, and exploded~

"Holy Lord~Holy Lord~Wansheng! Wansheng!"

With Yi Chen as the spearhead, the Pure Yang Holy Fist reappeared, and countless powerful fist intentions suddenly burst out, reflecting on the protective formation of the Western Extreme King City like a wave.

For a moment, the solid formation barrier suddenly rippled like water splashes.

In the Western Extreme King City, looking at Yi Chen's figure, the heart of the Blood Moon Demon Wolf was suddenly covered with a thick shadow.

The strength that Yi Chen showed now did not exceed its expectations, and was even weaker than it imagined, but the formation still shook.

That was because some of the demons that formed the nodes of the formation in the royal city began to waver.

Seeing that Yi Chen had created such a huge momentum with just a few words, Selina was shocked for a moment.

"The Holy Lord is really a hero, there is no end to learning, no end to learning."

In the Demon Realm, no one understood the evil of the Holy Lord better than her.

"Hurry up and shoot golden arrows to the Demon Lord, keep shooting! If the Demon Lord doesn't turn back, the fall of the Royal City is almost certain." Suddenly, the Blood Moon Demon Wolf shouted to the guards again.

Human Realm.

The Western Demon Lord gave up, but left the other three Demon Lords hanging there.

Countless words emerged in the communication magic tool.

The East Demon Lord: "Everyone, what should we do now~Hold on a little longer? Ying Si is definitely not my opponent."

The South Demon Lord: "Hold on~It's over~It's over~"

The South Demon Lord was furious upon hearing the news. You can hold on, but it can't.

The South Demon Lord: "!x-on:#￥%~"

For a moment, the West Demon Lord was careless again and lost his mother.

The North Demon Lord: "."