Primeval Demonic Realm, Western Battlefield, the demonic clouds press over the realm, Garuda comes to the world, the king's power is astonishing.
Over the battlefield, strong winds swept across the sky, and dust filled the sky. Eight Legions, the third-ranked peerless powerhouse, appeared, and everyone looked over.
In the dark clouds in the sky, dragons roared in response to the visitors.
"Dragon, you're fine."
In the void, Garuda stood in the sky, looking at the two wings Giant Dragon in the dark clouds ahead, and said lightly.
"Garuda, congratulations on your freedom."
The dragons spoke and responded.
"No need to congratulate. That Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor only let me come out to help me. Now Heavenly Demon Royal Clan has been defeated to such an extent that he can't even cope with a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals." Garuda glanced at the holy army in the distance and sneered.
"Don't be careless."
In the dark clouds, Long Zhong spoke with a heavy tone, "Today's Golden Lion Clan's strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. There are so many strong people. They are not so easy to deal with."
"Really?"
Garuda responded lightly, stepped forward, and walked forward step by step.
Behind, in front of the demon army, Xuanzhen looked at Garuda's back, his expression slightly condensed.
The variables in Garuda, Eight Legions, I didn't expect that the two Demon Emperors would release him.
Opposite, in front of the Sanctuary army, six Sanctuary palace masters wearing golden armor looked at the figure walking in front, their eyes flashing with concentration.
"Garuda, Eight Legions are ranked third in strength, second only to Tianzhong and Demonic Race War God Asura. This battle will not be too easy, so be careful." Sharo spoke and reminded in a serious voice.
The five Sanctuary Palace Masters nodded. They had already experienced the strength of the dragons. Now, a stronger Eight Legions has come, making this war more and more difficult to fight.
"Who is coming this time?"
The Lord of the Third Palace Luojia spoke with a solemn expression.
"I'll do it."
The Lord of the Second Palace, Dilu, walked out. His domineering and majestic body contained the power to conquer the sky. He looked forward and said solemnly, "Luojia, Sharo, you two should carefully observe his moves. To defeat him, we still have to rely on you."
Luojia's face hardened and he said, "Be careful. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Our sanctuary is not afraid of losing once. If we lose, we will leave immediately."
"Yeah"
Ahead, Dilu responded and continued walking forward.
Between the two armies, the kings faced each other, but the strong men who were also in the king's realm had different auras.
Dilu, the burly Lord of the Second Palace of the Holy Domain, is extremely domineering, and his bronze-colored muscles are full of explosive power. Among the Lords of the Twelve Palaces of the Holy Domain, he is the most physically powerful person. Even the top two in terms of strength, Luojia and Sharo, are inferior in terms of strength alone.
On the opposite side, Garuda stood in the void, with a restrained aura, and did not look outstanding. However, everyone present knew that the person in front of him was a real strong man.
In front of the Holy Army, Luojia and Sharo looked at the battle ahead, their eyes darkened.
Dilu is not weak, but his opponent is Garuda. This battle may be difficult.
Between the two armies, the king faced off, the war was about to break out, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people breathless.
Dilu looked at Garuda in front of him, his body tensed and he was on full alert.
"Don't you dare to take action first? Then let me do it."
Seeing that the former had no intention of taking action, Garuda sneered, stepped out, and the figure disappeared instantly.
The speed was so fast that it was difficult to tell with the naked eye. In just a blink of an eye, Garuda was in front of the Lord of the Second Palace of the Sanctuary.
The sharp claws split the air, the wind howled, and the sharp and menacing light shot through the air, tearing into the former's chest.
When the crisis hit, Dilu subconsciously took a half step back to avoid the sharp claws in front of him. Then he shouted angrily, clenched his fist and punched out, fighting back forcefully.
"Boom"
A punch with astonishing power broke through time and space and directly hit Garuda's body.
Outside the battle, the strong men from the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan and Sanctuary looked nervous, concerned about the outcome.
"The strength is good, but it's too slow!"
In the battle ahead, in the violent airflow, two figures appeared. In front of Garuda, his wings were folded to block the heavy punch.
The wings are comparable to gold and stone and are indestructible. Even though Dilu's punch is amazingly powerful, it is difficult to damage it at all.
The offensive was ineffective, Dilu's expression condensed, and he let out a deep roar. The golden light around his body flourished, and a steady stream of power surged out of his body. He raised his right fist and smashed it down again.
"A reckless man with only strength makes me lose interest in fighting."
A dull look flashed across Garuda's face, and his figure flashed past, and in an instant he was behind Dilu. His heavy palm flew out, and landed hard on the former's heart.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, Dilu's figure suddenly flew ten feet away, blood splattered and dyed the golden armor red.
"Dilu"
In front of the Holy Domain army, the expressions of the five Holy Domain Palace Masters all changed. No one expected that Dilu would have been injured within less than three moves.
"The speed difference is too big, and Dilu's strength advantage cannot be used at all." Luojia said with a heavy expression as he looked at the battle ahead.
"Be ready to take action at any time." Sharo spoke and reminded.
"Yeah"
Luojia nodded, with an undercurrent of aura all over his body. There was no suspense about the outcome of this battle. A victory or defeat was not important. What was important was that nothing could happen to Dilu.
Just when the two palace masters of the Sanctuary were ready to take action at any time, the battle ahead, the battle between Dilu and Garuda became more and more fierce. The absolute strength suppressed them, and Dilu's body was already covered in blood with just a few moves.
The shining golden battle armor is now dyed in vermilion, with broken gaps everywhere, and blood is constantly dripping, which is extremely dazzling.
A hundred steps away, Garuda stood quietly in the void, with sharp claws protruding from his hands and blood dripping down, making people terrified.
Dilu steadied his body and suppressed the injuries in his body. A look of determination flashed in his eyes. The true energy around his body continued to rise. Suddenly, his energy and blood ignited and burned crazily.
The Garuda in front of him was a huge obstacle to the Sanctuary. Before Luojia and Sharo found a way to deal with it, he couldn't just be defeated.
"Wild Ox Strength"
With a deep shout, behind Dilu, a huge alien beast phantom appeared. In an instant, the sky throughout the battle shook violently, unable to bear this terrifying king's power.
"Not good"
Behind them, Luojia and Sharo saw the desperate moves of the Lord of the Second Palace in front. Their expressions changed, and their figures swept out and galloped towards the battlefield.
In the battle between the two armies, Garuda's face became even more sneered when he saw his opponent fighting for his life, his wings fluttered, his body was like lightning, and he was thundering and roaring in the sky.
Fast, so fast that no one could see it. Dilu punched hard, causing the world to collapse.
"A reckless man will always be a reckless man. He makes the same mistakes and is beyond stupid."
Behind Dilu, Garuda appeared, and his sharp claws penetrated the body, directly piercing the former's back and heart.
"Uh"
Hot blood spurted out from Dilu's chest, and his sharp claws penetrated the body, tearing the former's heart into pieces.
"Dilu"
Luojia and Sharo, who came from behind, were shaken hard and looked horrified.
Dilu reached out and grasped the master's sharp claws that pierced the chest, turned around with difficulty, and said hoarsely, "I caught you, and now I am the real Wild Ox Strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dilu's body fell rapidly and hit the mountain in the distance.
The next moment, an astonishing earthquake occurred. Outside the battlefield, a large mountain disintegrated, and rocks flew, turning into rain of stones.
After the big shock, dust and sand flew all over the sky, and a figure with two wings on its back slowly rose. The winner had no doubts, but he no longer had the calmness before.
The blood from the corner of his mouth slipped silently. It was as strong as Garuda. Even with the desperate last blow from the Lord of the Second Palace of the Sanctuary, he could not escape without any damage.
"Dilu."
Sharo's figure flashed past and flew to the foot of the mountain. Looking at the figure buried in the boulder, his fists clenched and cracked.
In the void, Luojia blocked the way of Garuda, with anger in his eyes.
The war is about to begin. From the sky, dragons descend from the sky. Their powerful aura makes people dare not ignore it.
"It's no longer appropriate to fight, retreat!"
Sharo took out the body of Dilu from under the boulder, sent a message to remind him, and immediately left the battlefield.
Luojia snorted, not wanting to fight, stepped on his feet, and left.
In front of the demon army, Xuanzhen looked at the two Sanctuary Palace Masters who were retreating and did not give the order to pursue them. In today's battle, the two strongest Palace Masters of the Sanctuary Realm did not take action. Even if they ordered to pursue them, it would be difficult to achieve greater results.
The loss of a Palace Master in the Sanctuary was a considerable loss. Since the beginning of the war, he Heavenly Demon Clan finally gained the upper hand.
Thinking of this, Xuanzhen looked at Garuda in the battle ahead and narrowed his eyes slightly. Regardless of Garuda's character and reputation, this peerless powerhouse ranked in the top three of Eight Legions was indeed shockingly powerful. If he could use it for his own purposes, it would be a huge help to him.
Three Imperial Cities, Thirteenth Prince's Manor, the frontline battle report came in. In the royal palace, Ning Chen looked at the content of the battle report, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Garuda, the anomaly of Eight Legions?
It seemed that what he said to Ninth Prince had an effect. The two Demon Emperors failed to invite Asura, so they had no choice but to send Garuda, who was more difficult to control, to fight.
Now there are four Eight Legions, namely Asura, Garuda, Gandharva and Long Zhong. Presumably the remaining four will not wait too long.
The forces in the open will always be easier to deal with than the forces in the dark. He must find a way to force the remaining four people of Eight Legions out, so that he can find a way to deal with them.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen stood up and walked out of the house.
After the Third Prince's Manor and Xuan Qing escaped from the ban, the deserted Crown Prince's Estate once again returned to its former glory.
For more than ten days, Crown Prince's Estate was constantly visited by royal family members and dignitaries. Regardless of whether they had stood by and watched Third Prince being banned before, they now came to pay their respects as if nothing had happened.
Xuan Qing also didn't make it clear. He also pretended that nothing happened and received the visitors one by one.
He knows very well that the battle between him and First Prince and Thirteenth Brother will become increasingly fierce. At this time, any force must fight for it.
"Your Highness"
At this moment, outside the royal palace, a guard walked quickly and saluted respectfully, "Thirteenth Prince, please see me."
"Huh?"
Xuan Qing heard this and frowned slightly, Thirteenth Brother? Why is he here?
"Please."
"Yes"
The guard ordered, got up and left.
Not long after, outside the royal palace, a figure with white hair and plain clothes appeared, walking towards him step by step.
In the king's palace, Xuan Qing stood up and looked at the visitor, with a flash of light in his eyes.
Inside and outside the palace, the two people's eyes collided, and an unconcealable pressure was released, making people afraid to approach.