My cultivation base has been sealed, and I will become stronger if I molested the empress

Green plains.

Seeing that the human race began to counterattack, Bailong showed satisfaction.

What he wants is this effect. If the human race is defeated early, many people will die less, so where will his points come from.

Therefore, both sides must be evenly matched.

Looking at the battlefield in the distance, Luo Youxue said to Bai Long:

"Husband, the war horn is in the hands of that girl, and I'm afraid it will attract the assassination of the two demon clans."

"Then it's not our business. If the human race can't even protect her, then they deserve to lose this war."

"Husband, do you think we should go to the Demon Race?"

"Forget it, the Demon Race is different from the Monster Race, so it's better to be safe."

Bailong dismissed Luo Youxue's thoughts.

He had read in the historical data that the Demon Race was the strongest in the Chaotic Era, but they always showed their weakness to the enemy.

Therefore, he still fears the Demon Cavern, the home of the Demon Race.

It's really not worth wasting a void authority for a few treasures, and what they got from the Yaozu is enough.

Seeing that Bailong didn't want to go to the demon clan, Luo Youxue simply sat down and began to meditate.

Time passed, and soon Bailong discovered that there was a change in the two races of monsters.

Just as Luo Youxue expected, they were ready to attack Huo Qianyu.

In the face of the human race with the horn of war, they were unable to do anything to each other for a while, how could the two races accept it.

Bailong narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully staring at every corner of the battlefield.

Suddenly, he discovered something, and immediately reminded Huo Qianyu via voice transmission:

"Be careful of your left front, someone is running towards you in the void."

"what?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let your people attack the void in front left."

"oh oh."

Huo Qianyu finally came to his senses.

She immediately explained the situation to the fifth uncle who was protecting her. Although the fifth uncle didn't understand what was going on, he still followed Huo Qianyu's instructions.

I saw him blasting towards the sky in front of the left with enough energy in his body.

There was no moisture in this blow, which shows his attitude towards things.

"boom!!!"

The demons hiding in the void were startled by the sudden blow, and were blasted to pieces before they could scream.

Countless pieces of corpses fell out of the void.

Seeing this, the surrounding human cultivators cast admiring glances at Fifth Uncle, as expected of the supreme powerhouse.

If Uncle Wu hadn't discovered the Mozu people, he and the others might have been killed.

But what everyone didn't know was that Fifth Uncle was extremely shocked at the moment.

He knew that Huo Qianyu was extremely talented since childhood, but she had always been in the normal range, and now this move was a bit beyond common sense.

While thinking, Huo Qianyu's anxious voice came again.

It is said that there are three strong men hiding in the void directly in front of them, and they are about to attack themselves.

Fifth Uncle didn't say a word and directly launched a big move. In a flash, all four hidden masters sent by the demons were buried here.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Huo Qianyu sent a voice transmission to Bailong:
"Thank you."

"Don't thank me, give me a hard blow."

"Oh, how did you find out about those people?"

The voice fell, and there was no reply.

Seeing this, a look of disappointment appeared on Huo Qianyu's face, she could only turn her sadness into strength, and blew the war horn again.

In the following time, the two demon clans continued to send people to assassinate Huo Qianyu.

On the human side, more people began to protect her, and there was no need for Bailong to help her.

So he simply sat beside Luo Youxue and closed his eyes to rest.

The sun rose and set, and it was the day when Bailong and Luo Youxue were about to leave.

The white dragon in meditation suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, a terrifying breath erupted from him.

"Roar-!"

With a roar, a five-color unicorn tattoo gradually emerged on Bailong's right chest.

He has successfully cultivated the holy law of the Qilin tribe, the "Five-Color Holy Canon".

The original Nine Dragons tattoo had merged into one, which fell on his left chest.

The dragon and the unicorn have formed a confrontation, and there is a faint meaning of competing.

"Kakaka~"

Bai Long twisted his neck and stood up.

At this moment, he felt that his body was filled with endless power, as if he could blow up a small world with one punch.

"Husband, are you going back?"

Luo Youxue didn't know when she would recover from the meditation.

Hearing her words, Bailong replied:
"Well, there's still a quarter of an hour."

"Are you going to meet her?"

"Seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other. After all, we are not people on the same road."

Bailong looked at the front calmly, but there was a trace of helplessness in his heart.

Because of the constant fighting these past few days, he also had a legitimate reason not to see Huo Qianyu.

Although Huo Qianyu didn't say anything when she found out, her tone was a little disappointed.

She always sends voice transmissions to herself, talking about small things around her, but she rarely replies to the other party.

In the end, Huo Qianyu also discovered this, so she stopped transmitting voices.

Her obsession with the "Bailong" of the Bai family was so deep that after the death of the "Bailong", she couldn't help but put her emotions on another person who looked the same as the "Bailong".

Bai Long shook his head, throwing away these messy thoughts.

He looked toward the battlefield again.

The three tribes of humans, monsters and demons are already a little tired at this moment. The two sides have fought for so long and still can't see the outcome. The dead can be piled up into a mountain.

At this moment, Bailong felt a force of time and space around him.

He immediately stretched out his right hand to grab Luo Youxue.

"Got to go."

"Ah."

Luo Youxue nodded, she also felt the power of time and space.

When the power of time and space enveloped the two of Bailong, Bailong remembered that the war horn had not been brought back.

Immediately, he thrust his left hand into the void, and quickly retracted it.

The war horn was brought back by him.

Gradually, the bodies of the two began to become unreal, and they were about to enter the space-time tunnel.

Suddenly, there was a roar that shook the sky from a distance.

"Time Thief, you finally appeared!"

"This time I'll see where you're going!"

I saw the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters appearing in the sky, quickly attacking the two Bailongs.

He stretched out his big hand, and an invisible and regular force instantly enveloped the surrounding void, and the speed at which the two white dragons entered the space-time tunnel suddenly became extremely slow.

Sensing this change, Bai Long's face darkened.

He wants to kill.

【Ding! 】

[System: It is detected that a foreign race interferes with the host's space-time travel, and will be forcibly executed. 】

【System: Execution in progress.】

"what!!!"

"Oh!"

[System: The execution has been completed, and the space-time tunnel has returned to normal. 】

In the blink of an eye, the Lord of Myriad Monsters blew himself up and turned into countless pieces of flesh, annihilated together with his soul.

At the same time, Bailong and Luo Youxue also disappeared.

in the battlefield.

The cultivators of the three races of humans, monsters and demons stared blankly at the distant sky, and even the demon gods and the great saints stopped fighting.

They couldn't believe that the demon master who was in the same realm as themselves was wiped out in an instant.

What kind of power does it take to do it.

Unlike others, Huo Qianyu was not attracted by this scene, but was always immersed in her own world.

There was a faint smile on her face.

The war horn was taken away just now, but the other party left something for her.

A self-portrait.