Benson was so frightened that everyone was stupid, and he quickly roared: "How stalwart is Senior Su Zhansu?
He is the object of worship of our Purple Demon tribe, how can we be against Senior Su?
As for the clan king... he wants to kill Senior Su, and he has been beheaded by Senior Su now! "
"what?!"
The Saint Demon general was shocked: "The clan king is dead? Or was he killed by Su Zhan?
How is this possible!
Su Zhan is still in the spirit world! "
"Nonsense! Senior Su is right in front of you!"
Benson said angrily: "Hurry up and kowtow to Senior Su to confess your guilt! Don't you want to live anymore!"
"Senior Su, please forgive me!"
Although the saint demon general was still a little unacceptable in his heart, he also knew that Benson would absolutely not dare to make fun of the clan king's life and death!
In other words, the clan king is really dead!
It was killed by this black-robed man in front of me!
And this black-robed man is the Su Zhan he is looking for!
Although I can't think of breaking my head, why the spirit world's Su Zhan will appear in the devil world.
Also beat their clan king to death!
But at this time, he couldn't care about so much, and could only beg for mercy in panic.
Let's live it first.
Su Zhan looked at that spatial passage, then looked at Bansen and other demons, a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes.
Seeing Su Zhan's thoughts, Benson was terrified and quickly said: "Senior Su! Even if you kill us, this territory will soon be occupied by other demons!
They will invade the Eastern Wasteland of the Spirit Realm through this space channel!
But as long as you are willing to let us go, our purple demon tribe is willing to swear by the heart demon, if we step into the spiritual world, we will not die!
I beg you to see that we also have relatives and friends, and we don't want to fight. We are just forced to spare our lives for being forced by the clan king's orders! "
After speaking, Benson also knelt on the ground, feeling uneasy.
Su Zhan's eyes fell on him, and he pondered for three seconds, feeling that it would be useless to kill them.
It would be better to let the Purple Demon tribe guard the periodic space passage here, like the three-eyed demon tribe he had conquered at the beginning. Perhaps it would be better for the Eastern Wilderness.
Moreover, this spatial channel is only at the Saint Demon level after all, and when he returns to the Xuantian Holy Land to refine a few half-step deity level puppet guards, there is no need to worry too much.
Thinking of this, he nodded: "I am not a bloodthirsty person. Since you said that, I am willing to give you a chance.
But if you break your promise, I will come to the Demon Realm again and wipe your Purple Demon tribe from the Demon Realm. "
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Benson heaved a sigh of relief, and moved towards Su Zhan, who had already walked towards the space channel, thanked him and said, "Thank you Senior Su for not killing!"
...
The spirit world, the Eastern Desolate Region, the Holy Land of Xuantian.
Saint Lord Mo Wentian holding the Xuantian Spirit Sword in his hand, was confronting a half-step demon.
Around him, Tang Wujian, Che Heng... the holy kings all found their opponents to fight each other!
Farther, the elders, deacons, principals of Xuantian Holy Land... core disciples, inner disciples, and even seedlings!
All fighting!
Rumble!
The mountain collapsed.
The earthquake cracked.
The river dries up.
The trees burn.
The palaces and pavilions are broken!
Thirty Thousand Miles Xuantian Holy Land domain.
It is already a mess at the moment!
A corpse ran out!
The blood flowed into the river that was instantly evaporated by the secret method of the demons and gathered into a river of blood!
Everyone in Xuantian Holy Land, even Lei Shi Xiaobai, is fighting at this time!
Fight for survival!
Thirty thousand demons still besieged the Xuantian Holy Land, there is no way to retreat!
Of course, the Demon Race's offensive was not very smooth, and even the number of Demon Race's corpses was more than that of the Xuantian Holy Land!
After all, the Holy Land has many convenient formations. When the difference in strength between the two is not too large, relying on the strength of the formation, the advantage is huge!
"Holy Lord Xuantian, although it seems that you and I are at a stalemate, you know that"
That half-step demon, who is also the pioneer leader of the Purple Demon tribe, said coldly: "There is the entire Purple Demon tribe behind me!
Soon, more than ten half-step demons will come!
You surrender now and hand over Su Zhan, it is still too late!
Otherwise, when my back-up arrives, none of you will want to live! "
"You have support, don't we have it!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were cold: "Don't forget that this place is the Eastern Desolate Region. When the Profound Sky Dynasty royal family's reinforcements arrive, you also have no chance to return!"
"It's so reckless!"
The Demon Pioneer leader said angrily: "Okay, I want to see, how long can your big formations stop us!"
After finishing speaking, he took the lead to attack the formation barrier in front of Mo Wentian.
When he shot, Mo Wentian also greeted him.
Although there is a formation that protects the core area within five thousand miles of the holy land, if he does not take action to stop these demons, the formation will also be broken quickly. By then, there will be no barrier protection at all!
The other people in Xuantian Holy Land obviously also knew this truth, and they were desperately killing the enemy one by one.
But even so.
Half an hour later, there were a total of 26 formations in Xuantian Holy Land, and 22 were also broken.
Even the core array was breached!
Losing the shelter of the formation, the battlefield situation suddenly changed!
The stronger Purple Demon tribe demon tribe instantly took advantage.
"Hahaha! The formation is broken, I see what else you can fight with me!"
The pioneer leader of the Purple Demon tribe laughed triumphantly: "The ants of the Xuantian Holy Land, just now, I gave you the opportunity. You don’t cherish it. Now, if you kill you, I will find Su Zhan again. It's not up!"
"Kill Su Zhan..."
Tang Wujian said angrily: "If Su Zhan is there, it's your turn to be presumptuous!"
Hearing this, the other elders sighed.
Some despair in his eyes.
If Su Zhan is here, he should be able to save Xuantian Holy Land, right?
But... it's not good.
Although Su Zhan can kill the heavenly people, according to what this demon clan said, what Purple Demon tribe is extremely strong, ten half-step heavenly demons add up, maybe even Su Zhan has to retreat temporarily?
Xuantian Saint Master Mo Wentian clenched the Xuantian Spirit Sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and said firmly in his eyes: "It is not over yet, the victory or defeat is still unknown!
But no matter what, I want me to surrender to your demons and dream! "
"Well, since you are like this—huh?"
Before he finished speaking, the Demon Pioneer leader felt something and looked back.
Seeing the spatial fluctuations around the huge space passage about thirty miles away from him, he smiled on his face: "Have you seen, the reinforcements of our Purple Demon tribe have arrived, and where are your reinforcements?"
When the other demons of the Purple Demon tribe saw this scene, their confidence increased greatly, and all of them were very happy.
But Mo Wentian's heart sank.
Originally, it was a battle with a very small win rate.
Now that the Demon Race has reinforcements, although he does not want to admit it, he also has to admit at this moment that the Xuantian Holy Land is really going to be over today...
Tang Liuxue, Tang Wujian, Ye Qingyu, Lei Shixiao Bubai, Zhang Ling...All the people in the Xuantian Holy Land, their eyes fell on the space passage that belongs to the Demon Realm.
At this moment, they are all a little desperate.
Just when they were desperate, ready to fight to their deaths.
A figure wearing a black robe and her face covered in black mist.
Get out of the black hole vortex formed by that space channel!
