The world of flames, the decision on the sword, the double demons finally emerge, and the magic power moves the world.

Thousand Demon Promise, Bury Heavenly Demon Sword, Jiwei responded with a collision, the whole flame world collapsed suddenly, the waves of fire scattered, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

In the aftermath of the rage, I saw the winner stand upright, and suddenly the blood splashed on my chest, staining the red demon body.

"Uh!"

Several steps back, blood stained, Xuan Qi staggered a few steps under his feet, blood around the body, dazzling abnormal.

In the distance, the figure of Xuanyi's white hair flew out and directly hit a meteorite, the shape of the magic sword recovered, and the breath gradually converged.

The king's eyebrows, a clear sword mark appeared, blood dripped, and dripped silently.

The final move was defeated, the king's body was exhausted, and the fierce battle gave the kings too much shock here.

"Luo Fei, go take Zizi back."

Ning Chen spoke quietly in the human race.

"Ok."

Luo Fei nodded, stepped on her feet, and flew towards the starry sky ahead.

During the battle, Xuan Qi saw that the human race had a movement, and his face sank, pressing down on his body, and the figure flashed over, trying to kill his opponent before being blocked by the human race master.

He knows very well that such opponents will surely become a major problem in the magic realm in the future and must be removed as soon as possible.

At this moment, black stars and black figures galloped across the starry sky, taking the lead and blocking the demon.

The haunted **** soldier blocked the way, and no one was allowed to overstep.

"In this battle, the human race admits defeat."

Ning Chen looked at the first sword of the demons ahead and calmly said.

In the rear, the figure of Luo Fei passed by, coming to the side of the unconscious Ziyi, passing the latter and exiting the battle.

In the starry sky, the two people staring at each other flashed in their eyes, cold and biting.

"Treasure the time you have left."

Xuan Qi waved his sword, immediately turned and walked toward the Demon Realm camp.

At the end of the second debate, the original Demon Realm won. However, in the Demon Realm camp, there is not much joy on the faces of the kings. The strength of the human race has exceeded their expectations.

"It's all right."

In front of the kings, Xuan Lie looked at the man walking back and said.

"No problem, just adjust the rate for a moment."

Xuan Qi calmly responded, walked to the side, and began to sit and adjust the rate.

Slowly closed eyes, the dignified color is still difficult to conceal, just before the war, really dangerous.

The young generation of the human race has grown to such a terrible level that it is almost equal to them.

In the human race, Luo Fei brought back the unconscious Xia Ziyi. After Ning Chen stepped forward to investigate, he felt a little relieved.

The injury is not too heavy, but the body is exhausted and overstretched.

The first sword of the Demon Race, well-deserved reputation, with the strength of Ziyi, was still defeated to such a point, it is a pity.

"Luo Fei, you help the child to heal the wound, Sister Lime, ready to go to the next battle category."

Ning Chen looked at them and said.

"Ok."

The two nodded and answered.

Above the void, the voices of the emperors of the two realms reappeared, announcing the result of the Second War.

The human race and the magic world each win one game, and the third battle is coming.

The attention of the kings, the representatives of the two realms selected the third war battle category, Xiaguang Dasheng, a dazzling gun word appeared in front of everyone.

"Is it finally my turn?"

In the original Demon Realm camp, Asura saw the large characters appearing in the void, and the streamer flashed through her eyes, opening.

"Asura, leave it to you."

Xuanlie opened his mouth and said, "The Demon God of War, you must not fail, understand?"

"I understand."

Asura nodded her head, stepped on her feet, and flew towards the six reincarnations in front of her.

In the human race, the key battle came, and everyone looked at the landlord Xiaoyue not far away, with a staring expression on his face.

Ahead, Ning Chen looked at the six reincarnations turning on the void, his expression dignified.

Time and place are very important in this battle. This time, it really depends on luck.

"Mr. Zhiming, now I understand some of the reasons why you were protecting the world."

The landlord Xiaoyue stepped forward and said quietly, immediately swept forward to the starry sky ahead.

Between the camps of the two realms, six rounds of reincarnation turned, and the world of flames collapsed in the previous World War. Today, there are only five realms left, constantly changing.

In the eyes of everyone, in a small world illuminated by the Holy Light, the two figures stepped out and appeared on the battlefield.

"Light world."

In both camps, a summit king looked at the scene ahead, and his expression was shocked.

"Big Game!"

Reproduced the situation of Dak, this time, luck stood on the side of the human race, the holy devil was overcome, and the bright world comprehensively suppressed the demon warrior body. The battle has not been opened, and the opportunity has lost three points.

"Not good."

The original Demon Realm camp, the looks of the kings changed, and the situation of Duck, this is the worst result.

Asura's strength is absolutely beyond doubt, but no matter how strong a person is, he can't be victorious if he can't exert his strength.

In the light world, Asura and Xiaoyue are facing each other. Between the world and the sky, the power of light is pervasive, constantly purifying the magical energy emitted by the demon warlord.

"please!"

The landlord Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"The king of the human race, let Ashura enjoy a fight."

As soon as the words fell, Asura drank, her whole body was full of anger, and an ancient magic weapon came out.

The flames are everywhere, and the battle is full of people. Asura holds the gun and moves, and the magic energy is rushing to the sky.

"as you wish!"

The landlord Xiaoyue responded, with his right hand held falsely, and Huang Quan's sharp gun also emerged, stepping around and moving strangely.

"Boom, boom!"

At the peak of the gun, the gods and soldiers are intertwined, and the sound of abruptness continues to the ears. The rare war in the world, once confrontation, is extremely hot.

Asura, the strongest warlord of the demon clan, a peerless strongman who entered the emperor's way, in the ancient times, once blocked the human clan emperor, the strength is extremely powerful, carrying all the hopes of the Eight Resurgences.

The landlord Xiaoyue, the mysterious and unpredictable king of the human race, although rarely shot, his strength is unfathomable.

The two peerless strong men confront each other. In the bright world, the mad sand is full of anger and the guns are vertical and horizontal.

"Huang Quan's Seven Laws, Three Ghosts!"

The martial arts of remanufacturing, fusion gun skills, the step of the Lord Xiaoyue stepping, rotating the gun, and the sound of the gun.

"Ok?"

Unprecedented martial arts, in the hands of Ashura, the flames burst out into the sky, and they came to block.

With a loud bang, the gods and soldiers merged, and the powerful aftermath oscillated. Asura suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ears, and the devil's energy in the body was fierce and unstable.

The victory machine appeared, and the landlord Xiaoyue stepped on it, grabbing a gun and walking forward.

The violently violent Huang Quan was striking, and just a few steps away, he rushed forward and rushed forward.

Close to death, Asura pressed the violent blood inside her body, turning the beacon with both hands, blocking the next wave of offensive.

"War-killing God."

The weather is unfavorable, and Ashura dare not fight for a long time. His shot is to destroy the sky and destroy the earth. I saw the flames swept over the beacon and swallowed the human race king in front.

Upon seeing this, the landlord Xiaoyue saw two figures, avoiding the magic tricks of the demon. After a short time, he merged into one again. Huang Quan broke the air and stabbed the front of the former.

"boom!"

In a moment of crisis, behind Asura, a huge asura appeared, blocking the desperate move.

In a shocking battle, in the original Demon Camp, the kings looked at the battle ahead, and their expressions became heavier and heavier.

Asura has fallen into a disadvantage, this is a situation that no one expected.

The Demon God of War, the strength is even higher than Xuan Qi. It can be said that in the five debates, it is this one that has the highest chance of winning the original Demon Realm.

However, in today's situation, it seems that Asura may even be defeated.

There are too many variables in the situation of Dak, is it as strong as Ashura to reverse this destiny?

Compared with the heavy feelings of the kings of the demons, the human race has a rare smile on the face of a king of the human race.

"It's really God bless, if we win this game, the remaining two battles will be easy to fight." Luo Xingchen looked at the war ahead and was in a good mood, smiling with a smile on his face.

"It's really lucky to be able to get the big shot."

Aside, Mu Qianshu also felt a little relaxed and smiled.

"Can we win this battle?"

Liming asked, Liming asked softly.

"Ashura still has reservations, but the landlord Xiaoyue also did not give up all the strength, as long as there is no accident, this battle, the human race has 90% chance of winning." Ning Chen calmly said.

Just as the kings of the two realms were preoccupied with watching the war, in the void, an emperor also watched the war below, with different looks.

"The Demon God of War, will actually fall into such a hard battle. Although the situation of the Dak is indeed unfavorable, the King of the Human Race is equally powerful.

"Go on like this, this battle, Ashura is likely to lose." On the side, Scale Emperor said coldly.

"Magic Emperor, this situation is not the result we are willing to see."

Not far away, Yuluowu, the Lord of Shendu Mountain, also spoke with a heavy voice.

"Wait!"

In front of the emperors, Emperor Qi Yao's face was somber and abnormal, and Shen Sheng responded.

On the other side, the three demon emperors of the human race looked at the battle below, and their faces eased a lot.

"Old friends, the kings of these prefectures, really made me look at each other."

Qingyi Xiangshi smiled.

"Many of them have experienced the war of war, regardless of combat experience or psychological resilience, they are beyond the reach of the strong, these people will be the hope of the future of the human race, and the wise commander is to lead these people The indispensable key. "The Lord of the Divine Realm is right.

"The human race has these people, fortunately."

Aside, the son Xiaobai sighed softly and said, "Teacher, until now, I didn't understand why you chose that young man."

In the bright world, the two strong players are becoming more and more fierce, and the owner of Xiaoyue, who is blessed by the bright divine power, moves vigorously, the sharp gun is broken, and Huangquan Road opens.

"Boom!"

When the world shock rang again, the two **** soldiers collided, the turbulence was turbulent, and the blood at the corner of Ashura's mouth overflowed, and it was red for the first time.

The God of War is defeated, the original Demon Realm, deep in the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, Kun Yi Demon Emperor looked at the battle reflected in the sky behind him, and his expression was cold and abnormal.

The Demon God of War, must not fail, otherwise, the name of the God of War will become a joke.

Thinking about this, Kun Yi Demon Emperor's hands clasped in vain, the whole Demon Emperor's land rumbled, and endless demonic energies surged back into the body of the Emperor.