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Chapter 384: Open the mythical battlefield, let Su Heng come!

At a certain moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be silent for a moment.

All the demons looked at the crack with greed on their faces, at the pure white light that represented the present world.

Followed by.

I don't know which demon roared, "Kill!"

The whole team finally reacted.

Even the weakest termite monster among the monsters was carrying a pickaxe on his shoulder and rushing forward.

Such excitement.

On the one hand, it comes from the inherent brutality and murderous nature in the demon bloodline.

On the other hand, there is the constant propaganda of the high-level demon gods in the blood realm.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Slaughter and conquest are the fastest ways for a weak demon to grow and transform.

In the blood world, countless powerful demons with names and surnames all drew strength from brutal wars. Only then did they gain recognition from the blood world, complete their transformation, and eventually grow into powerful beings with a great reputation.

Under the constant propaganda of the Pillar Gods, all demons believed that the other side of the boundary wall was a paradise that they could ravage at will.

And in this unprecedented war, the best among them can even become the sixth pillar god of the blood world and stand at the pinnacle of the many demons in the blood world.

Roar!
The demon in front was trampled to death by the ones behind.

Under the continuous compression, the cracks that had already opened continued to extend outward, and finally exploded with a crisp sound.

boom!
The ground shook violently.

A huge demon with a bull's head and a human body, carrying rusty iron nails.

With a fierce swing, he delivered a final blow, smashing the boundary wall to pieces. Stardust-like streamers flew everywhere, dangerous but deadly.

Hundreds of demons were dismembered in the flowing light, and their bodies collapsed and disappeared piece by piece.

But such chaos could not stop the demons from moving forward. As one great demon after another walked out of the blood realm in the desire to kill, they headed towards another completely different but vaster sky.

This also means that the mythical battlefield has truly arrived on the Skeleton Plain!
……

"kill!"

On the Skull Plain, Meng Huan, the leader of the Sword Sect, stood on a raised stone peak.

As the mythical battlefield was completely opened in the ruins of the Dharma King Temple in front of him, a circle of dark red light curtain spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it was as high as the sky.

Bunches of hot air mixed with a strong smell of blood and the smell of decaying demons blew in from it, passing over the wasteland in front of them, and finally blowing on Meng Huan's body.

He was wearing a fluttering black warrior robe and his face was unusually serious.

Keng!
With a clear sword sound, the long sword was unsheathed.

The mighty sword light was like a brilliant galaxy, descending from the sky and sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Some of the termite monsters, blood-letting ghosts, and some demon warlords who had no time to dodge in the front were all crushed into minced meat, and the ground suddenly turned into a damp dark red.

But soon more ferocious demons walked out of the blood-red passage, with chains wrapped around their bodies, their chests trembling, and black poisonous smoke coming out of their nostrils with every breath.

These demons have not yet reached the complete demon god realm.

But the demons' physiques are inherently strong, and with the blessing of the blood realm, these demons can withstand the sword energy slashed out by Meng Huan.

As the iron nails on the shoulders were driven heavily into the ground, the passage that was still shaking gradually stabilized.

And under the feet of these demons.

The originally gray plain was gradually turning blood red.

This was clearly the aura of the Blood Realm in Changshengtian, which began to invade outward and plunder power from the real world.

Seeing more demons pouring out from the blood realm, the big leaders of the Demon Cult such as Nangong Yue, Zhao Sheng, Old Man Huangmei and others who were a little further away also reacted.

Although these people had various conflicts with each other, they were forced to submit only because of Su Heng's tyranny.

But as a human warrior.

They also have their own pride.

When facing foreign invasion on the mythical battlefield.

These people were still able to put aside their prejudices and get rid of their common enemy first.

"The level of this mythical battlefield seems to be much more dangerous than I imagined." Nangong Yue's face was as gloomy as water, "Don't hold back, otherwise your life will be in danger."

She did not elaborate whether the crisis came from the demon in front of her or Su Heng behind her.

However, judging from the expressions of Zhao Sheng and Huang Mei.

Obviously, the sense of oppression that Su Heng brought to them was much stronger.

Swish!
Nangong Yue acted decisively.

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of light and flew forward.

She was wearing a dark purple dress, which showed off her slim figure. When she attacked with all her strength, her clothes fluttered and she was surrounded by the aura of Taoism.

She looked like a goddess descending, with a kind of amazing beauty. But as a demon master, although she was miserable in front of Su Heng. But Nangong Yue's fighting ability was not weak, especially now, she was using all her strength when she attacked.

"The moon falls and the stars drop!" Accompanied by a clear cry, Nangong Yue directly spread out his Dharma image.

Rays of starlight leaped around him, and a crescent moon rose up and hung above his head.

The cold and sad moonlight shines on the battlefield. It may seem ordinary at first glance, but the effect it creates is amazing.

Touched by the moonlight, the demons went mad and began to fight each other. In the blink of an eye, they suffered heavy losses. The ground was piled with corpses and blood flowed like a river.

Even the powerful commander who had touched the demon's territory was affected at this time. His eyes were cloudy, he roared loudly, and stretched out his hands to tear the flesh and blood on his chest alive. The scene was shocking.

"Witch, die quickly!"

The blood wings spread out, and another lightning-like figure rushed over.

It was a bat demon covered in black hair, only about 1.2 meters tall, with a deformed and ugly face, but its body was incredibly fast.

"Look, I'm going to tear your pretty face apart!" With a scream, the demon opened its bloody mouth and bit Nangong Yue directly.

"Beast!"

Nangong Yue’s face turned grim.

This demon is quite powerful, so she dare not take it lightly.

At this moment, she stretched out her hand and waved it, and the image of the confusing moon turned directly into a scimitar, which she held horizontally in her hand.

Swish!
The knife light is sad and beautiful.

The demon was split into two from top to bottom along the forehead.

"Nothing more than that." Nangong Yue sneered.

But the bat demon's separated body went around behind her, and in the blink of an eye it reunited and returned to its original state.

Nangong Yue was a little surprised. She didn't expect that this demon was not only incredibly fast, but also possessed the immortality that only the powerful human immortals had.

She quickly turned around to block, but the bat demon screamed again. The infrasound wave distorted the air and hit Nangong Yue straight like a cannonball. The latter's face suddenly turned pale, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

"kill!"

The bat demon did not miss the opportunity.

Taking this opportunity, he opened his mouth and bit Nangong Yue's neck.

Although the human race's strong men are immortal, they are by no means invincible. Each of these blood realm demon gods has been through hundreds of battles and has already gained experience.

Not to mention the blood poison they were born with, as long as they swallowed and digested the enemy, even if they had great abilities, they would not be able to use them and would only die.

A fishy smell hit me in the face, and blood-red fangs and sharp teeth rapidly enlarged in my field of vision.

Nangong Yue's expression suddenly changed.

boom!
A golden iron fist as thick as a pillar of heaven smashed down heavily from top to bottom.

Zhao Sheng suddenly activated his Vajra Dharma form, with three angry faces and six arms stretched out, standing on the battlefield like a giant golden mountain.

The blood bat demon was hit hard on the ground by a punch, and at this time he struggled violently and flew out. But before he could get angry, a huge attraction came from behind him. It was the yellow-browed old man on the other side, with his chest and belly exposed, and a dark yellow bag hanging over his head, which seemed to be made of human skin. The bag was open, and waves of suction came from inside.

The blood bat demon had no time to struggle.

It is directly sucked into the bag and put into it.

At first, the creature in the bag was still struggling violently, but soon the struggle gradually weakened, and the aura of the Blood Bat Demon God completely disappeared from the battlefield.

The great Blood Realm Demon God was besieged by three demon masters and died on the spot in just a few rounds.

The old man with yellow eyebrows was big and strong, and he laughed loudly at this time, "After I take it back, I can make a furnace of great medicine."

"Don't worry." The old man with yellow eyebrows said to Zhao Sheng and Nangong Yue, "Everyone who sees it will get a share. You two will definitely get a share when the time comes."

"Thank you for your help!" Nangong Yue breathed a sigh of relief at this time and said to Zhao Sheng beside her.

"Now is not the time to discuss these things." Nangong Yue frowned slightly and reminded the cheerful yellow-browed old man beside her.

Swish!
Just at this time.

A hot, fishy wind, accompanied by tremendous pressure, came from the depths of the passage.

First, a group of primitive blood guards came out ready to go. Then the ground began to tremble, and a huge figure with horns on its head, a flaming spear in its hand, and magma flowing on its body slowly walked out of the passage.

This is the Pillar God Salos. At this time, he directly exerted his full strength to restore his original form, which was more than 20 meters tall.

The aura on his body turned into rolling black clouds, rising into the sky like a volcanic eruption. Therefore, in the eyes of Nangong Yue and other strong men, the visual impact was far greater than his own body size.

Nangong Yue and Zhao Sheng's faces turned pale.

Even the always cheerful old man with yellow eyebrows looked a little serious at this moment.

Naturally, they had all heard about the Blood Realm Pillar God from Meng Huan, but they didn't actually take it too seriously.

Although he was beaten up by Su Heng, prejudice is something that cannot be corrected in a short time. Meng Huan described the Pillar God as being so strong, but in the eyes of Nangong Yue and others, this was entirely because Meng Huan was too weak.

These people probably joked about this a lot in private.

But it was not until she actually met Salos that Nangong Yue realized that her preconceived ideas were so wrong...

These pillar gods are so powerful that they are like monsters.

And Salos obviously didn't take Nangong Yue and the others seriously. He first looked around, and then said calmly, "You are not worthy to be my opponent. Where is the Northern Frontier Demon Dragon? Let him come!"

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