Demon Realm, Northern battlefield.
At this time, the soldiers on both sides have temporarily ceased fighting and are in the stage of confrontation and repair.
Both sides have magnificent lineups. At first glance, you can see that there are many soldiers and rigorous military appearance. Each phalanx is a dense mass, stretching towards the sky like a tide.
A strong man is like a cloud, motionless as a mountain, or as tall as a mountain or a mountain. Even though he stands motionless, he still has a restrained majesty.
All the mountains were destroyed, the earth burned in the fire, and ashes flew all over the sky. Rolling dark clouds enveloped the sky, and the burning flames were the only source of light in the dark sky and earth.
An extremely depressing atmosphere enveloped the military formations of both sides silently.
This tragic battle lasted for too long, and both sides suffered extremely tragic casualties.
Demon Lord Qiye's decision was correct, and the vast amount of demon cannon fodder it brought became an excellent tonic. If all the adult men of the Demon Realm had not been transferred to the battlefield, they would not be able to cultivate an endless supply of Spirit Stone at the same time as the war.
Even if it weren't for their existence, the generation of demon Yong Yehou would have almost died. At the beginning, he did not hesitate to separate the soul of flesh and blood to condense and incarnate, and let it rush to Yongye City, and was about to kill Lin Fei to avenge Ye Ming.
Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to get rid of Lin Fei, he actually put himself in danger. Li Ba, who was originally evenly matched with his enemy, took advantage of his impaired condition and launched a violent offensive, which lasted for three days and three nights without stopping, almost killing a generation of demons.
Fortunately, the monks under Yong Yehou came to kill him, and at the cost of a large number of lives, they protected Yong Yehou and retreated to the formation, giving him a moment of respite.
Just by himself, he devoured more than 30 million demon cannon fodder.
Sometimes, superiors from the same race may not be more kind than those from other races.
"Master Marquis, lead the soldiers to charge again!" A general in the demon realm wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and his hand was suddenly covered with blood. When he spoke, his voice was still trembling, and his blood was trembling.
"Yes, Lord Marquis!" Another demon general spoke decisively, "We have gained the advantage, and the enemy army is definitely no match for us! As long as we defeat the enemy army and work together, we can help the demon king break the balance and kill the Wuming demon god!"
"Wuming Demon God?" Yong Yehou murmured, looking into the distant sky.
The two figures sitting cross-legged facing each other remained motionless, as if they were going to sit there until the end of time.
"No, that's not some Wuming demon." There seemed to be black flames of violence burning in Yongye Hou's eyes, and he said in a cold voice, "How can the hero who has been able to confront Demon Lord Qiye to this day be someone like Wuming?"
Who is Demon Lord Qiye?
That is Demonic Venerable of the Six Paths of Reincarnation's grandson!
In the wild and far north, a demon emperor actually jumped out. This thing is so weird. And this demon emperor can actually compete with Demon Lord Qiye undefeated...
If that existence hadn't already perished long ago, Yong Ye Hou would even have suspicion on him.
"Master Hou!" the Demonic Warlord spoke urgently, urging him to make a decision as soon as possible.
"Okay." Marquis Yongye was about to tell the other Demon Marquis and lead the soldiers to charge together, but suddenly there was a loud bang, and the world shook for a moment.
At this moment, he looked at the sky in the distance, his pupils shrank sharply, and his face showed a look of horror.
"Pfft--"
A cloud of blood spattered, and Demon Lord Qiye staggered, almost falling from a high altitude.
"Demon Lord!" Countless demon soldiers exclaimed, their expressions changing.
Correspondingly, it was a surprise for this group of northern rebels.
Li Ba immediately laughed wildly, and even shouted to Yong Yehou from a distance, "Yong Yehou, what did I say? You are so capable, why not surrender early, lest Demon Lord Qiye lose, you will die without a burial place!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely put in a good word in front of Demon Lord Wuming and try to get you to work under me!"
Yong Yehou had no time to pay attention to his words, his heart was shaking violently, and he was extremely uneasy and frightened.
"Impossible!" Demon Lord Qiye coughed up blood and looked at the demonic figure across from him with splitting eyes, "How could the lonely king be defeated?!"
The hair crown on his head was shattered, and the long silver-white hair that was tied up suddenly spread out in the wind, as smooth as satin, dancing wildly in the strong wind.
Demon Lord Qiye With sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his posture is upright and he has the aura of a majestic monarch. But at this moment, that handsome and heroic cheek is filled with endless anger and no longer has the usual cold indifference.
As the grandson of Demonic Venerable of the Six Paths, I was even more blessed by him, and my bloodline was sublimated and returned to my ancestors, with half of the blood of Primordial Darkness flowing...
Demon Lord Qiye couldn't understand how he could lose to the Wuming demon in front of him in a competition with the same people!
At first, he even expressed his appreciation and praise to his enemies in a condescending and strong manner. At one point, he even expressed emotion, saying that it was a pity that such a heroic hero met him and was doomed to perish.
But as time went by, Demon Lord Qiye couldn't calm down anymore. The opponent's strength made him unbelievable, and he couldn't tell the winner for a long time.
This also aroused Demon Lord Qiye's unruly nature, and he insisted on defeating the opponent to prove himself.
But he never expected that in the confrontation between all the principles of Daoism, he would actually be at a disadvantage.
"You don't really think you are very strong, do you?" The Wuming demon god was twisted and shrouded in Demonic Qi, and he said calmly, "Your defeat is inevitable, why are you so surprised?"
"Don't be so presumptuous!" Demon Lord Qiye shouted angrily, drawing his sword.
Except for Demon Lord Wuming, no one present was able to capture the trajectory of the sword, or even see him draw the sword.
There was only a sword cry, and the monstrous Primordial Darkness sword energy came out like a hundred-foot mad dragon, swallowing up the void and annihilating it.
Time, space, material energy, all turned into nothingness within the scope of Primordial Darkness.
The power of this blow was far greater than before, and even completely annihilated the Extreme Dao field planted by the Wuming Demon Lord.
Yong Yehou perked up instantly and showed a sneer.
In his opinion, even if Demon Lord Qiye loses in the Dao Principle Competition, using Primordial Darkness Mad Dragon Slash at this moment can definitely reverse the defeat!
However, something that shocked Yong Yehou happened at this moment.
Wuming As the Demon God clenched his fist, the sky was suddenly shrouded in three completely different visions.
The highest point is Immortal Realm. The mountains are majestic and continuous, with a fairy palace emerging in the clouds and mist. There are also fairies dancing swords, white cranes coiling around, springs like waterfalls, white lakes and other spiritual beasts wandering among them;
In the middle is the human world, where there are deserts with solitary smoke, vast plains with stars, and Yellow River flowing into the sea;
The lowest level is Demon Realm, which is dark and gloomy, with volcanoes, abyss, magma, swamps, and poor and barbaric villages;
And with the punch of Wuming Demon God, the three realms of vision collapsed in an instant!
Only a punch without beginning or end collided with Primordial Darkness sword energy.