The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

The Yinxie world has nearly twenty Yuanying peak masters, but the first one to fall is from the ghost clan?

There were angry shouts from the sky, and the Wang Wei next to Mie Cangsheng shouted, "The other side also has reinforcements!"

The other side is willing to sacrifice a large number of troops and wait until the Yinxie world can't help but take action first.

This is almost unprecedented in the ten thousand years of fighting!

However, this move is obviously very effective. No less than five Yuanying peak masters from the Yinxie world have fallen in an instant!

"Go to support!" Mie Cangsheng said, and seven of the eight Wang Weis rose into the sky in an instant.

The demon clan's reinforcements added up are not much more than those of the Yinxie world.

It's just because their individual combat power is so strong that once their people have the advantage in numbers, the fall of the ghost clan masters will become inevitable.

"You go too!" Mie Cangsheng said coldly as he looked at the Wang Wei next to him.

"Holy Son!" The royal guard frowned. If no one took care of the Holy Son in such a terrifying battlefield, it might be a big problem.

"If I die, the enemy will die!" Mie Cangsheng snorted coldly.

"..." The royal guard was stunned.

Then he nodded fiercely and rushed to the sky.

At this time, the reinforcements of the Yinxie World had also arrived at the battlefield.

In the back of the demon clan, there were also overwhelming reinforcements coming here.

"Kill!" Mie Cangsheng roared. Before they arrived, they would kill as many of these demon cubs on the front line as possible!

"Kill!" The terrifying shouting made the faces of the demon clan soldiers pale.

Such a large number of enemies was enough to blow them into slag.

The reinforcements on their side were hidden in the back, and even the front-line soldiers did not know about them. Many people were desperate at this time, but there were also some tough guys who burst out with more powerful energy than usual to resist the enemy's attack with all their strength.

By the time the demon army arrived, only one out of ten of the first batch of soldiers on the front line of the demon clan had survived.

Originally, they planned to severely damage the high-end combat power of the Yinxie World in one fell swoop, and then kill their lower-level soldiers, but they underestimated the importance that the corpse king Lan Ting attached to the third son of the saint.

The eight king guards came out together and quickly stabilized the situation in the sky.

Killing seven or eight masters at the peak of the Yuanying stage in one battle would be a great victory at any time, but today the demon clan was very dissatisfied.

Because what they paid was almost the lives of all the soldiers on the front line!

At this point, a loud shout came from the direction of the demon clan, "Where is Lan Ting, come out and fight with this prince!"

A golden demon with a height of six feet, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, directly led the way into the main battlefield.

Prince? The demon clan indeed had a big man appear, otherwise no one would dare to use the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers in the front as bait to kill the top combat power of the Yinxie World.

This is the demon clan!

Completely different from the army left behind by Mie Cangsheng, this son of the demon king rushed directly to the front.

The ghost clan and corpse clan soldiers at the front line were so fierce that they could hardly fight with him!

"Bold lunatic, how can you despise the saint son of our clan!" A tall figure stood out from the crowd. Who else could it be but Qing Kui, the proud corpse clan?

As soon as Qing Kui appeared, the others avoided him instantly. This demon clan youth who called himself "Prince" was too powerful. Although he was only a high-level demon general, his combat power seemed to be in another dimension.

As a general under Mie Cangsheng, Qing Kui naturally had to jump out to protect his master at the first time!

And this was also a good opportunity for him to make achievements in front of the third saint son.

"You?" The demon clan youth shook his head, "You can't do it."

A proud corpse clan, in the eyes of this demon clan, actually said that he couldn't do it.

When has Qing Kui ever suffered such humiliation?

A big knife fell into his hand instantly, and Qing Kui rushed forward.

The long knife swept through the void, and the space was rippled, but the golden demon shook his head and then punched out.

The long knife that could almost cut through the space collided directly with the golden fist.

The next moment, a sound of metal clashing spread throughout the void, shocking the eardrums of many soldiers of the surrounding demons, corpses, and ghosts.

Some people were even directly shocked to death with bleeding from all seven orifices.

Especially for those soldiers in the Jindan realm, it was simply a disaster.

When the strong fight, for low-level cultivators, any aftermath is devastating, which is why the battlefields of the gods, that is, the strong at the peak of the Nascent Soul, are all in the sky.

If they fight in the army, no matter how many low-level cultivators there are, they will not be enough to cause trouble for them.

The big knife and fist collided, and Qing Kui's face changed drastically. His corpse clan's body was also strong in the heavens and hundreds of worlds, but this collision actually caused his tiger's mouth to crack directly, and strands of black blood were overflowing.

However, his body was indeed extremely strong. After the tiger's mouth cracked, it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Disgusting taste." The golden demon frowned. This taste was not as sweet as the blood of the human race.

As a descendant of the royal family, this was not the first time he participated in the battle between the great worlds.

This time, he heard that the heir of the royal court of the corpse clan appeared, so he took the initiative to ask the Devouring Demon King to meet the third son of the saint.

"This prince said, you can't!" The golden demon shook his head again, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Qing Kui like a ghost.

The golden fist instantly enlarged in front of Qing Kui's eyes. The corpse clan's genius retreated with all his strength, and the long sword in his hand was even faster.

Unfortunately, the opponent's fist was so fast that he could hardly react. A good head exploded where the giant fist passed.

Qing Kui became the first young generation of genius to die today.

The golden demon clan youth shook his hands in disgust. The corpse clan was the clan he disliked the most in the heavens, no one else.

The corpse blood was extremely smelly, and he even disliked swallowing it.

Although swallowing such a genius was also a great tonic for him.

He had tried it before, but that attempt was very unpleasant. After swallowing a young genius of the corpse clan, he had no appetite for half a month.

No matter what kind of delicacy it was, he found it difficult to swallow.

"If you don't have the guts, just shrink back to the Yinxie world and never appear in front of me." The golden demon clan pointed to Mie Cangsheng behind him. He keenly sensed the existence of Mie Cangsheng.

Of course, this was also related to Mie Cangsheng's anger.

Qing Kui was one of the first subordinates he brought out from Lanting. He was usually loyal and always tried to be the first in everything.

"You want to die, this Saint Son will help you." Mie Cangsheng's robes fluttered, and he was extremely angry.

Mie Cangsheng glared at the golden demons, and murderous intent burst out in his heart. In the space where the two of them were facing each other, everyone unconsciously retreated!