Chapter 1715: Majesty of Demon

"defense!!"
Seeing the fierce demon in the sky, the hideous and distorted face, made Xishan's demon soldiers panic.
It was the first time that they felt the anger from the Demon Venerable. Before this anger came out, it had already shaken their hearts.
For a time, many magic soldiers were in place, turning the power of each formation to the extreme.
Even so, it can't suppress the inner tremor!
Buzzing!
With the roars, Xishan has become a space shrouded in formations, and the aura of power that agitated out made the surrounding monsters wailed and fled.
These monsters seem to realize that a terrible battle is about to break out here.
Mo Yuan stood in the air, staring at the formations rising one by one in front of him, his expression still indifferent, as if what was rising in front of him was not the formation with amazing defensive power, but nothingness, unable to stop his sharp eyes.
"Sand King actually arranged Xishan to this point?" The evil general frowned and looked at the battle ahead with a worried look. If it were him, he would not be able to break the defense line here, and would even be counter-killed by the opponent.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a net of heaven and earth!
He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yuan, his eyes flashing with worry.
Demon, what would you do?
Suddenly, Mo Yuan raised his hand and grabbed it, taking out the red Yan Prison.
With the emergence of Yan Prison, he surrounded him with a monstrous killing intent, mixed in the devilish energy, making the phantom fierce demon ferocious and powerful.
Seeing this long sword, the eyes of the evil general trembled slightly, whether it was the past, the present, or the future, their blood emperor evil generals all moved forward and retreated together with the demon.
Even if the blood emperor falls, but his magic weapon, Yan Prison is still there, it means that the soul of his blood emperor is still there!
Cang!
Yan Yu's sword trembled lightly, and a fierce sword intent was surging, which turned into red pikes, pouring out madly.
"Go!" Mo Yuan's eyes sank, and he sent Yan Prison out abruptly.
Suddenly, Yan Prison turned into a blood-colored angry flood, carrying countless red horses, and flew towards Xishan frantically.
Seeing the scarlet sky and the raging raging flood, Xishan's demon soldiers trembled.
"Be sure to block it!!" A demon soldier shouted, hurriedly greeted everyone to hold on to their position!
Boom boom boom!
With a roar of anger, the anger slammed into Xishan's first line of defense, and the terrifying power surged away, breaking and disintegrating everything around it.
A series of fierce training, like a sharp blade, cut large and small defensive formations.
With just such an impact, the demons all felt trembling and miserable. Is this the strength of the demon?
He only shook the many defensive positions of Xishan!
too frightening!
But this is only the beginning!
"This is to pay tribute to the blow of the blood emperor in the past." Mo Yuan said coldly: "You should remember that the blood emperor was for the demon world, sacrificed himself and held the line of defense."
"You owe him everything today!!"
His voice was not loud, but it was heard by every demons present!
"For the blood emperor!!" The evil general raised his arms and shouted, his expression excited, he couldn't help shouting for his brother.
Blood Emperor, have you seen it? He was dark in his heart. Today, the Demon Lord took your Yan Prison and launched a storm against these guys who are only profiting and putting the demon world in a dangerous place!