"A beast is a beast."

Blood Moon Demon Saint didn't have the idea of ​​cherishing talents, he could feel the huge threat from this black dragon.

Without reaching the holy rank, they already have such a degree of combat effectiveness.

If you reach the holy rank in the future, will you still have it?

However, although this black dragon possesses a very powerful combat power, the power contained in the body makes even the existence of the holy rank feel a little horrified, but it does not seem to be able to use it by itself.

The Blood Moon Demon Saint thought that it was only a matter of time before he killed the black dragon.

Of course, if this black dragon escapes, he may not be able to catch up.

Seeing the purple lightning condensed in the mouth of the Thunder Corpse Dragon, his mouth showed disdainful mockery. Is this another kind of old-fashioned attack? This trick has been cracked just now, do you still want to use the same trick against me?

Using the purple thunder as a cover, the deity launched a fatal attack.

This trick may not be detrimental to the weak, but to the real strong, it seems a bit ridiculous. As long as you can see the direction of your attack, can you still be able to get the waves?

But at this moment, the purple thunder and lightning in the Thunder Corpse Dragon's mouth suddenly dissipated.

Instead, a thick black air current.

In the next moment, the black air current in the mouth of the Thunder Corpse Dragon spewed toward the blood moon werewolf tribe on the ground. The black color was like a substantial mist, flooding the blood moon werewolf legion like a tide.

Seeing this scene, the Blood Moon Saint issued an angry roar.

"How dare you do this!"

The blood-red sword aura continuously slashed at the Thunder Corpse Dragon's body. However, even if the holy ranks exist, and if they don’t condense their own spirits, if they seriously swing a knife, they can only chop the scales on the Thunder Corpse Dragon’s body. That's it.

The Thunder Corpse Dragon wandered through the air, directly bearing the attack of the Blood Moon Demon Saint with its tyrannical body, and counterattacked with the purple thunder from time to time, and the Blood Moon Demon Saint who had lost his calm was embarrassed.

The blood moon werewolves who were submerged by the black wave of death aura wailed in pain.

"Ah! What is this?"

"Save me, Your Majesty, save me."

Those low-level Bloodmoon werewolves were killed on the spot under this wave of death aura.

Those with stronger life strengths were also under the wave of death aura, the flesh and blood on their bodies were dissolved, exposing dense white bones, and some even the white bones were melting.

Panic spread among the blood moon werewolf tribe.

However, Blood Moon Demon Saint didn't care about these.

He was not good at healing and supporting existence. If the clansman can't survive, he can't survive. Since you want to slaughter our clansmen, then I will kill you humans.

The forwards of humans and monsters have already fought together.

But those who play forwards are the demons.

The forward of the demon clan army had already gone through a day and a half of patrols, carrying some exhausted demon soldiers, and was in a marginal position in the original clan.

Facing the elite demon army, those demon soldiers were of course defeated.

Under normal circumstances, the collapse of the forward force will weaken the morale of the soldiers in the rear. After all, seeing their comrades fighting side by side is cut down by the enemy, whether it is a human or a monster, fear will inevitably be born in the heart.

However, those who died were reinforcements.

The blood moon werewolves were originally the blood demon clan after the whitewashing. They have always been looked down upon by the saint demon clan, and there are frictions with the reinforcements. They will feel happy when they see these reinforcements collapsed.

Unfortunately, because of the Thunder Corpse Dragon, they have no chance to gloat.

The wave of black death breath has engulfed the blood moon werewolf tribe.

The Blood Moon Demon Saint gave up the battle with the Thunder Corpse Dragon and went to slaughter the soldiers of humans, but at that moment, the ultra-giant giant who was more than 120 meters tall exhaled a bright red flame.

The real fire of stars burned the entire sky and descended on the earth.

Countless blood moon werewolves who were struggling in the wave of death breath now encountered the real fire of the stars and were directly burned to ashes. With the cooperation of the thunder corpse dragon and the mountain giant, seven or eight thousand blood werewolves died in a flash , Plus more than 20,000 blood moon werewolves contaminated by the breath of death, lost their combat effectiveness.

The blood-moon demon sage breathed fire in his eyes, this was the gap between different cultivation systems.

Allowing him to slaughter human soldiers himself is absolutely unable to achieve such efficiency.

But now he just wants to vent his anger.

In his anger, he did not see that a girl with purple hair in the distance was concentrating on conveying something with her mental power. She was at the back of the battlefield, but she could see everything in front of her.

A blood-red rainbow light rushed towards the camp of human soldiers, but at this moment, a black lightning passed by his side, and a black trace appeared on the left arm of the Blood Moon Demon Saint.

Hundreds of black night wing demon with double wings on their backs and double horns above their heads rose into the air, encircling and suppressing the Blood Moon Saint.

"A group of ants, dare to stand in my way!"

The **** moon demon saint's eyes were full of anger, and the blood-red sword aura pierced the sky, and five people swept across the night with the sword aura. His body was severed on the spot, and blood stained the sky.

But at the moment he launched the attack, a black sword gas passed through his right arm.

The Blood Moon Saint opened his eyes wide and looked at the sword wound on his right arm in disbelief.

How could the attack just now break his demon energy?

But without waiting for him to think about the cause and effect, more than a dozen night wing demons have surrounded him, and they stretched their black wings to cover the sky.

The Blood Moon Saint had no time to think about a blood-red sword aura, and directly cut this shady back.

Under his swordsmanship, everything must retreat.

At this moment, from the two Black Night Wing Devils that had been severed in two, the black wings covered their faces, seven consecutive sword auras penetrated through the body of the demon saint at a thunderous speed.

The demon saint spit out a mouthful of blood, and five of the seven black sword auras directly penetrated his body, one of which even penetrated his right chest, and the other pierced his forehead.

The destruction information contained in those sword auras made his holy-rank existence feel extremely frightened.

Only then did he understand what these dark night wing devils did.

These winged demons are just bait, using their body and dark power to cover his sight, the purpose is to provide an opportunity for those hiding in the dark to issue that desperate blow.

Being continuously attacked by sword aura, even if the existence of the holy rank was slightly injured.

At this moment, the Thunder Corpse Dragon also came here, and the black claws slapped the Blood Moon Demon Saint.

"hateful!"

The Blood Moon Demon Saint was full of anger and unwillingness. His colossal demon sage, standing at the top of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Races, would be hit continuously in the battle without a holy rank. This is a blasphemy against the dignity of the Demon Saint. .

"retreat!"

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