Primeval Demonic Realm, on the southeastern battlefield, a secret edict came. Xuan Qing received the edict with a moved expression.
After fighting for many years, we finally waited for this day.
In front of Xuan Qing, Four Xuan Passes also showed excitement on his face, and they all expressed congratulations.
"Get ready to return to the imperial city." Xuan Qing said.
"Yes!"
Headed by Dongxuan Yuting, Beixuan Yaoxue, Xixuan Yufeng, Nanxuan Yangyi, and Four Xuan Passes all bowed and turned around to go out and prepare to return to the city.
Half a day later, outside Heavenly Demon Grand Camp, guarded by three thousand elite magic soldiers, the prince set off in his car and rushed towards Heavenly Demon Imperial City.
On the dragon chariot, Xixuan Yufeng drove forward. At the same time, he used special skills to help three thousand elite magic soldiers on their way to speed up their return to the city.
After driving for half a day, the sun set in the sky and the sky gradually darkened.
As darkness falls, the three thousand demon army is on full alert, ready to deal with possible enemies at any time.
On the dragon chariot, Xixuan Yufeng's consciousness was fully opened and he did not dare to be careless at all.
It is impossible to hide the news of Third Prince's return to the city. Tonight, it is destined not to be too peaceful.
In the east, the cold moon rises. When the demon army passes through a valley, suddenly, the wind and sand rise from the wind, and black shadows appear out of thin air without any warning, directly killing the demon army in front.
Before the three thousand demon army could recover from the sudden assassination, hundreds of people had already sacrificed their lives. A gap was opened around the dragon chariot, and two powerful palms attacked from the left and the right. With a huge force, the dragon chariot was shattered.
On the chariot, Xixuan Yufeng jumped up, his consciousness locked on the person who made the move, and he condensed the power of the wind with his palms and shot out with a bang.
Below, inside the collapsed chariot, no figure could be seen, Lure the Tiger Out of the Mountain, it was difficult to tell the truth from the truth.
"Retreat!"
In the darkness, a cold voice sounded, without any surprise, calmly ordered.
With an order, the black-clothed assassins who charged into the three thousand demon army quickly retreated, well-trained and without any hesitation.
"Huh?"
Xixuan Yufeng looked slightly condensed when he saw this, wondering how these people could retreat so easily.
Has their plan been exposed?
Almost at the same time, three thousand miles away, four figures in black robes quickly headed north.
Under the robes, there are three men and one woman. The leader has a stern appearance and sword-like eyebrows. He belongs to the royal family Third Prince. Although he is covered by black robes, his extraordinary temperament is still difficult to conceal.
At this moment, from the east, a majestic palm force came through the air. The powerful force shattered the void and directly hit the man in front of the three people.
The leader of the four, the man in black robes, stopped and looked at the palm force coming from the distance, frowning slightly.
There's actually an ambush here?
"Your Highness goes first, I'll hold him back!"
Among the three people at the back, Nanxuan Yangyi stood up to block the attack, and the demonic flames swept across it, striking hard.
But after hearing the shocking earthquake, the two moves collided, and the thousands of miles of land collapsed and collapsed. In the turbulent waves, a demonic shadow swept over, and then took out another palm, hitting the front Third Prince.
Nanxuan Yangyi's figure flashed past and blocked the front again. His palms came together and collided with each other.
Twin Demons clashed with each other, the momentum was overwhelming, the incomparable forces collided with each other, rolling up thousands of waves of sand.
After staring for a moment, Xuan Qing withdrew his gaze and continued to rush forward without any further delay.
Under the dark night, the three people were moving forward rapidly, getting faster and faster. After nearly half an hour, a heavy rain of arrows came from the distance, and the sharp arrow light grazed directly towards the three people.
"Snow is falling on the earth!"
At the critical moment, among the three, Beixuan Yaoxue stepped forward, and the flying snow surged in the sky, turning into a barrier, blocking the front.
The arrow rain came and hit the snowy waves in the sky. There was a rumble and vibration. The arrow rain withered and the flying snow dissipated.
"Whoosh"
However, after the first wave of arrows, a stream of arrows shot through the sky again, endless and earth-shattering.
The Demonic Qi-infused arrow edge is like a flying fire meteor, streaking across the sky with streaks of fire. It is astonishingly powerful and indestructible.
"Drink!"
Beixuan Yaoxue gave a sweet shout, and waves of snow swept out of his body, blocking the attack of arrows.
"Your Highness, let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, arrows and snow waves hit each other, and the terrifying aftermath shook, destroying everything around him.
"Your Highness, let's go quickly!"
Dongxuan Yuting looked down and urged.
Xuan Qing Clenched his fists tightly, knowing that he could not delay any longer, his figure flashed past and he started to move forward.
The cold night was getting deeper, the cold wind was blowing, and the dust was flying all over the sky. The two people who were traveling day and night did not dare to stop for a moment, and rushed towards the direction of Three Imperial Cities.
"Boom!"
Just when the two of them had been walking for another half an hour, the ground suddenly shook under them, and a giant hand rose up from the ground and grabbed the two of them.
Dongxuan Yuting saw this, his expression darkened, he stepped in the air and punched down hard.
The two fists exchanged, and the force was overwhelming. The giant hand of mud and stone shattered and flew into the sky.
After the punch, huge stone pillars rose up from below, blocking the way forward.
"Your Highness, you go first. Your subordinates will catch up soon."
Dongxuan Yuting looked at the black-clothed demonic figure on the stone pillar in front of him, his expression was solemn, and he said.
On the huge stone pillar, the black-clothed demonic figure filled with king's majesty was something I had never seen before. However, its powerful aura was heavy and terrifying.
"None of you can leave!"
On the stone pillar, the black-clothed demonic figure opened its mouth, swept down, and punched out. Thousands of demonic figures appeared, indistinct and difficult to distinguish.
Dongxuan Yuting stared, crossed his fists, and majestic lightning surged out. Immediately, a thunder net filled the air, blocking incoming attacks.
The demonic shadow shook the thunder net, and with violent vibrations, the black-clothed demonic figure broke through the thunder net and punched the head of the Four Mysteries in front of him.
Dongxuan Yuting put his arms across his body and blocked the move with a loud bang.
There was a muffled groan, and he retreated several steps. Blood overflowed from the corner of Dongxuan Yuting's mouth, staining his battle clothes red.
"Your Highness, let's go!"
The figure of Third Prince in front of him has not yet left. Dongxuan Yuting flips his palm and sends the former out of the battle with one palm.
Three hundred miles away, Xuan Qing stumbled to steady his figure, looking at the battle situation behind him, his expression getting darker and darker.
Who is it that arranged so many ambushes!
The road to return was in danger every step of the way, with murderous intent everywhere. Xuan Qing gathered his thoughts, turned around and continued to rush towards the imperial city.
After traveling for more than a thousand miles, the surrounding atmosphere changed again, the wind roared, and the color of the world changed.
"Third Imperial Brother, stay safe!"
At this moment, Demonic Qi surged above the void, and a familiar figure appeared. He looked at the man in front of him with sinister eyes and said indifferently.
Xuan Qing Seeing this, he stopped, took off the black robe covering his head, looked at the demonic shadow in the void, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Nine Emperors, I never thought that the person who came to greet me would be you."
"Who do you think Third Imperial Brother is, Thirteenth Imperial Brother?" Xuan Que sneered.
"Lao Jiu, don't accept others and take advantage of you."
Xuan Qing said with a gloomy expression, "You and I will both lose, and Thirteenth Brother will reap the benefits. You shouldn't be able to spot such a simple trap, right?"
"If you want to stir up dissension, you'll be fine."
Xuan Que held his right hand empty, and immediately, Demonic Qi, dressed in black, surged out and turned into a battle armor to protect his whole body.
Imperial Authority Before the unification, the royal family Ninth Prince no longer concealed it, and for the first time showed world-shattering cultivation.
With one step in the air, his body rushed out like thunder. Xuan Que's right fist triggered Zhou Tian's Demonic Qi and blasted towards the former.
Xuan Qing snorted coldly, without any fear, and directly punched him.
The battle between the two kings, the handover of magic fists, is so powerful.
In the battle for unification, the only option is life and death. Xuan Que, who has given up all means of retreat, is surrounded by surging Demonic Qi, and is bombarded with heavy punches, each punch is heavier than the last.
Xuan Qing has no fear and faces Ninth Prince head-on with the same powerful offensive.
The fists intertwined with great momentum, and the two punched hard, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.
A decisive battle that only belongs to two people. After putting aside the conspiracy, there is only an absolute duel with force.
Punch after punch struck each other, and the two men's attacks became more and more fierce, displaying the astonishing power of the royal blood.
Under the night, the two men were fighting fiercely. Their offensive was like a stormy sea. The world around them quickly collapsed under the powerful attacks of the two men.
The battle between the two kings is endless. At this moment, hundreds of miles away, the void is shaking, and a Plain-clothed Figure walks out, looking at the battle ahead, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Your Highness, can Ninth Prince really stop Third Prince?"
Behind him, Yin Ji spoke and said in a condensed voice.
"Xuan Que's strength is by no means as mediocre as he usually shows. In this battle, he alone is enough." Ning Chen said calmly.
Yin Ji heard this and frowned slightly, but did not ask any more questions.
Ahead, as the battle progressed, the injuries on the two kings became more and more serious. The two men, who only attacked but not defended, relied on the immortal body of the demons to withstand the opponent's attack. At the same time, they transported the power of destroying the sky and bombarded the opponent.
The splashing blood dyed the surrounding ground red, and the fight for life became more and more intense.
"Heavenly Demon Seven Transformations, Control the Firmament!"
"Heavenly Demon Seven Transformations, Control the Firmament!"
With the same move, the heaven and earth shook, and a three-thousand-foot-long demonic body appeared in the world. The earth-shattering Demonic Might swept across Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The Dharma Apparition appeared, and the battle between the two kings became fierce. Giant fists were blasted out, splitting the ground thousands of miles away.
"Boom"
The heavy punches that crossed each other landed on the opponent's body, once again bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.
The two unyielding demon kings are determined to control their own destiny and blast away all obstacles with their own fists.
In the distance, Zhiming, who planned this game, stood quietly, staring at the two demons Imperial Prince in front of him, without interfering.
This fair fight is the only respect he can give the two of them, nothing more.
"Uh"
Three hundred miles away, Xuan Que's chest, the demonic fist shot out, and the flowing blood stained the demonic body red.
"Got you!"
After forcibly withstanding Third Prince's punch, Xuan Que raised his hand to hold the former, and his figure rose into the sky.
Like shooting stars, the two people broke through the clouds, and the flames burning around them were shocking.
"Laojiu, you!"
Xuan Qing looked horrified, struggling hard but unable to break free.
The next moment, on the horizon, the two figures fell straight down from the sky, their speed became faster and faster, and they hit the ground below.
The move of burning jade and stone shocked the world and weeping ghosts and gods. At the last moment, Xuan Que gathered around Demonic Qi to protect the vital points.
"Boom!"
The two figures hit the ground. In the most terrifying earthquake, Ten Thousand Li Wasteland collapsed. In the distance, the peaks were affected, and they also fell apart and fell into the ground.
"It's over."
In the turbulent aftermath, Ning Chen looked at the huge pit ahead and murmured softly.
(PS: New Year is here, I wish everyone all your dreams come true and happiness and health!!!)