Chatper 1413 (1/2)

"The demons are indeed terrifying. No wonder all ethnic groups have been so terrified of the demons throughout the ages!"

Murong Fu sighed lightly, his eyes complex and authentic: "This group of people are rebellious and untamable, they are addicted to murder, and their fighting power is extremely fierce. If they are not controlled, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Demons are hated by all races, and they want to get rid of them soon, not without reason.

At least these demon cultivators in front of them are a group of slaughter madmen with perverse temperament and fearless death.

"Brother Mu is worrying too much. With Yang Xuan here, no matter how vicious, belligerent, and lawless the demons are, they will never be a disaster for the common people."

Feng Qingyang said with a slight smile, if someone else were to rule the entire Demon Race, then he might still be worried about it.

Murong Fu nodded and said nothing more.

As Feng Qingyang said, with Yang Xuan, the young emperor of the demon clan, guarding it, the entire demon clan would not dare to be too presumptuous.

Yang Xuan, although also a demon, is actually different from other demons.

This young man seems to be decisive in killing and ignoring life, but he is not a heartless person, and he always has his own moral bottom line.

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"Damn, we can't stop it!"

"These lunatics are not afraid of death at all, how can we fight against them?"

The two monks of Ba You, together with many people from the Xuanhuang Realm, became more and more frightened and panicked as they fought.

Although they are far more numerous than the demon army, they are far from the cohesion of the demon army.

This kind of cohesion, and the ruthlessness revealed in the bones, are more terrifying than any well-trained iron-blooded army.

They were murderous, and their actions were uniform. There were also demon cultivators who fell one after another, but they were indifferent and never retreated. They were simply unshakable.

As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying, referring to the group of demon monks in front of them.

"Haha, it's just a bunch of cowards, and they dare to be the enemy of my demon race. It's really beyond their own power."

"Fighting for the young emperor, let's kill with all our strength, kill him, turn the world upside down, and blood flow into rivers."

Under the siege and interception of the demon army, many people could not even escape, and they became corpses all over the ground.

It is no exaggeration to describe this scene as a purgatory on earth. It made Yao Mingquan and other people who came from the Xuanhuang realm from the sectarian family tremble.

At the same time, they are also very fortunate that they are not Yang Xuan's enemies.

"Junior, the old man and you will never share the sky!"

"Kill my clan, and I will let your soul fall into the nine seclusion forever, and you must not be born."

The patriarchs of the Bayou family had split eyes and hatred to the sky. Most of those who died were elite powers that they had spent countless efforts and finally cultivated. The death of any one of them would make them feel extremely distressed and extremely distressed. grief.

The most painful thing in the world is to see one's own people being mercilessly slaughtered but unable to save oneself.

"I also ask the two ancestors to kill this son quickly."

Ba Canghai and You Mingtian were also angry. They didn't hate the Demon Race. In the end, these people were all under Yang Xuan's orders. If it wasn't for Yang Xuan's order to kill, their two families would not have fallen into such a desperate situation.

"Where to go? Your opponent is Lao Tzu. With Lao Tzu around, no one can hurt the young emperor of our clan."

Pang Yuanshan erupted, and the demonic energy rolled out from his body, turning into a layer of real magic armor on his body, and his strength and defense all climbed to the extreme.

This is the innate supernatural power of their horned demon clan, which is somewhat similar to Yang Xuan's demon fighting body. Although the power is far less than that of the demon fighting body, it is enough to make Pang Yuanshan's combat power soar, and it is infinitely close to the true immortal of martial arts.

"Ow..."

Pang Yuanshan opened his mouth wide, roaring like a wild beast, his blood swelled, and he concentrated his whole body on his fists.

"This bastard..."