Chapter 1165: The decisive battle is coming

Primitive Demon Realm, western battlefield, demon cloud pressure, Jialou Luo came into the world, Wang Wei was shocked.
Over the battlefield, the violent wind swept through, the dust was full of sky, eight peers ranked third peerless powerhouse appeared, everyone looked at the past.
In the cloudy sky, the dragons roared, echoing the coming people.
"Dragon, don't come unharmed."
In the void, Jialou Luo stood in the sky, looking at the two-winged dragon in the cloud in front, and said lightly.
"Galoro, congratulations on your freedom."
Long Zhong said, answering.
"Congratulations, don't use that. The Seven Emperor Demon Emperor came out here just to let me contribute. Now that the Heavenly Demon Emperor has fallen to such a point, even a few shrimps, soldiers and crabs will not be able to cope." Jia Lou Luo glanced his eyes. The distant army of the Holy Land sneered and sneered.
"Not careless."
In the dark cloud, the dragon public spoke with a heavy tone, "The strength of the golden lion clan is advancing by leaps and bounds, and the strong are like clouds, it is not so easy to deal with."
"is it?"
Gauluo responded lightly, stepping forward and walking forward step by step.
In the rear, in front of the Celestial Demon Army, Xuan Zhen looked at Jialou Luo's back, his expression slightly condensed.
Galuro, the variable among the eight, did not expect that the two devil emperors would release him.
On the opposite side, before the Sanctuary Army, the six Sanctuary Palace Masters in the Golden Warframe looked at the figure walking in front of them, and their eyes flashed.
"Garoro, ranked third among the eight, is second only to Tianzhong and the demon warlord Asura. This battle will not be too simple, be careful." Sha Luo said with a voice, reminding him.
The five lords of the Sanctuary Palace nodded their heads, and they have already learned the strength of the Dragon Congregation. Now, a stronger eight congregation has come. This war is becoming more and more difficult to fight.
"Who will come this time?"
The main house of the third house, Luo Jia, said with a solemn expression.
"I'm coming."
Dylu, the Lord of the Second House, walked out. His domineering body contained the power of the sky. He looked at the front and said in a deep voice, "Roga, Sharo, you two should observe his moves carefully. If you want to defeat him, you still have to It's up to you. "
Luo Jia's face condensed and said, "Be careful, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. My holy domain is not afraid of losing once. If you lose, you will immediately withdraw."
"Ok"
Ahead, Duru responded and stepped forward.
Between the two armies, the king confronted each other, and the strong men who also stood in the king's realm had different momentums.
The burly lord of the second house of the Sanctuary, Dylu, is domineering, and his bronze muscles are full of explosive power. Among the lords of the sanctuary of the twelfth house, the most powerful person in physical strength, even if the strength ranks the top two Roga and Charo In terms of power alone, it must be inferior.
On the other hand, Galou Luo stood in the void, his body was introverted, and he did not look outstanding. However, everyone on the scene knew that the people in front of him were truly powerful.
In front of the Sanctuary Army, Roga and Charo looked at the battle ahead, and there was a deep color in their eyes.
Dulu's strength is not weak, but the opponent is Garuro, this battle, I am afraid it will be difficult to fight.
Between the two armies, the king confronted each other, and the war was on the verge of being breathless.
Dyru looked at Galuro ahead, his body tight and alert.
"Don't you dare to shoot first, then come here."
Seeing that the former had no intention of shooting, Jia Lou Luo sneered, stepped out, and the figure disappeared instantly.
As fast as the limit, it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but in the blink of an eye, Gauluo has reached the main body of the second house of the Holy Land.
The claws split into the air, the wind screamed, and the sharp, sharp mangoes came through the air, tearing the chest of the former.
When the crisis struck, Dulu subconsciously stepped back, avoiding the sharp claws in front of him, and immediately screamed with a fist, slamming his fists and returning strongly.
"boom"
A punch with amazing power, breaking through time and space, directly blasted on the body of Galuro.
Outside of the battle, both the Demon Royal Family and the powerful in the Sanctuary looked nervous, concerned about the result.
"The strength is good, but it's too slow!"
In the battle ahead, in the violent airflow, the two figures were manifested, and in front of Gauluo, the wings were closed to block the heavy punch.
The wings that are comparable to Jin Shi are indestructible, and even though Dili's fist is amazing, it is difficult to hurt.
The offensive was not effective, Dyru looked down, and he sighed. The whole body was full of golden light. A steady flow of power poured out of his body. His right fist was raised, and he fell again.
"Only the reckless man of strength makes this seat less interested in fighting."
Galou Luo flashed a dull look on his face, flashed his figure, and came back to Dyrou immediately, and his palms burst out, falling on the former heart.
"Uh"
With a muffled sound, Dyrou's figure suddenly flew out of ten feet, blood splashed, stained with red gold armor.
"Dulu"
Before the Sanctuary Army, the look of the five Sanctuary Palace Masters changed, and no one thought of it. With less than three moves, Diru had been hurt.
"The speed difference is too large, and Duro's strength advantage can't be exerted at all." Roga looked at the battle ahead and looked heavily.
"Ready to shoot at any time." Salo began, reminding.
"Ok"
Luo Jia nodded his head, and his whole body was dark. There was no suspense in this battle. A victory or defeat is not important. What is important is that Dyrou cannot have an accident.
Just as the two palace masters in the Sanctuary were ready to take action at any time, the battle ahead, the battle of Delu and Galuro became more and more fierce. The absolute strength was suppressed. Only a few tricks, Delu was already stained with blood.
The golden armor that shone with golden light was now stained with vermilion, and there was a broken gap in one place, and the blood continued to trickle down, dazzling abnormally.
A hundred steps away, Jialou Luo stood in the void, the claws on his hands protruded, and blood dripped down, making people tremble.
Dyrou stabilized his body, forcibly pressed down his body's injuries, flashed the color of decisiveness in his eyes, and the whole body of Zhenyuan was constantly rising.
In front of him, Galuro was a huge obstacle to the sanctuary. Before Roga and Charo figured out a way to deal with it, he could not be defeated that way.
"Hard Bull"
With a deep drink, behind Dyrou, a huge phantom of a strange beast appeared. In an instant, the sky of the entire battle situation shook violently, and it was difficult to bear this terrifying Wang Wei.
"Not good"
In the rear, Roga and Charo saw the desperate moves of the second house in front of him, their appearance changed, their figures swept out, and galloped toward the battlefield.
Between the two armies, in the battle situation, seeing the opponent desperately, Jialou Luo's face sneered even worse, his wings fluttered, like lightning, running into thunder.
The speed, fast to the limit, is completely invisible to people. When Delu hits heavily, one side of the world collapses.
"A man of recklessness will always be just a man of recklessness, who has made the same mistakes and is foolish."
Behind Dyru, Galuro appeared, and his claws penetrated through, directly penetrating the former's back heart.
"Uh"
The hot blood spewed out of Dyrou's chest, and his claws penetrated through the body, tearing the former's heart apart.
"Dulu"
Roga and Sharo came from behind and were shocked, their faces horrified.
Dyrou reached out and grabbed the claws of the main hole through the chest, turned hard, and said hoarsely, "Catch you, now is the real barren."
As the words fell, Delu's figure fell quickly, hitting the distant mountain.
At the next moment, a shocking tremor sounded. Outside the battlefield, a large mountain disintegrated, the rocks flew, and the rain fell.
After the great shock, the sky was full of dust and dust, and a figure with back wings slowly rose. The winner had no suspense, but he never had the previous calmness.
The blood in the corner of the mouth slipped silently, as strong as Garuro, and he could not be harmless in the final blow of the Lord of the Second House of the Sanctuary.
"Dulu."
Sha Luo flashed over, swept down to the mountain, and looked at the figure in the buried boulder, his fists clattered loudly.
In the void, Luo Jia blocked the way of Galu Luo, and his anger was hard to hide.
The war will rise to the extreme, the sky, and the dragons will descend from the sky. The strong breath makes people dare not ignore it.
"It is not advisable to fight again, retreat!"
Sharroh took the corpse out of Duro from under the boulder, reminded him by voice, and immediately swept away from the battlefield.
Luo Jia snorted, did not love war, stepped on, and walked away.
Before the Demon Army, Xuan Zhen looked at the two retreats of the Sanctuary Palace, and did not order chase. In today's battle, the two most powerful palace owners in the Sanctuary did not take action. Even if they ordered to chase, it was difficult to expand the results.
The holy domain fell to a palace owner, and the loss was not small. Since the beginning of the war, his demon family finally prevailed.
Thinking of this, Xuan Zhen looked at Galuro in the front battle, squinting slightly, not to mention Galuro's character and reputation. The top three peerless powerhouses of the eight tribes were really shockingly powerful. Taking it for his own use will be a huge boost for him.
The three imperial cities, the thirteen princes' houses, the front battle report came in. In the palace of the king, Ning Chen looked at the content of the battle report, his eyes flashed with different colors.
Galuro, the difference of the eight tribes?
It seems that he played a role in what the nine princes said. The two devil emperors failed to ask Ashura to send out Galuro, who was more difficult to control.
Four of the eight tribes have now appeared, namely Asura, Galuro, Ganda Po, and Dragon Congregation. Presumably, the remaining four will not wait too long.
The forces on the bright side are always easier to deal with than the forces in the dark. He must find a way to force out the remaining four of the eight members, so that he can find a way to cope.
Thinking about this, Ning Chen got up and walked towards the outside of the house.
Three Prince's Mansion, after Xuan Qing got out of the forbidden foot, the deserted Prince's Mansion once again resumed its former liveliness.
During the dozens of days, the crown prince's government continued to visit the royal family. No matter whether they had stood by and watched for the confinement of the third prince, now it seems that nothing has happened.
Xuan Qing also did not make it clear, and pretended that nothing had happened, and received the visitors one by one.
He knew very well that his battle with the crown prince and the elder thirteen would become increasingly fierce. At this time, any force must fight for it.
"His Royal Highness"
At this moment, outside the palace of the king, the bodyguard walked quickly, respectfully saluting, "Thirteen prince begging to see."
"Ok?"
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"welcome."
"Yes"
The bodyguard orders and gets up to leave.
Not long after, outside the palace, a figure of plain clothes and white hair appeared, step by step.
In the palace of the king, Xuan Qing got up, looked at the person coming, and flashed across his eyes.
Inside and outside the hall, the eyes of the two collided, and an unshakable pressure swayed open, making people afraid to approach.
(End of this chapter)