Under the dim sky, the figure of the Tonghe Demon King looked extremely weak, and compared to the imposing generals, it was even weaker and pitiful. For more exciting visits, please visit

Facing the Demon General of the Sky Peering Realm, Tong He slowly drew out his long sword, and his body flashed with phantoms in an instant.

The figures of the two people crossed over, and on Tong He's body, a force that shocked the Flame Lord flashed, and when he reacted, he saw the warlord of the Sky Realm looking down at his chest, where there was a transparent cave the size of a fist, and then, the general's body exploded in an instant as if it was loaded with a bomb.

At the same time, the hoarse voice of the Tonghe Demon King slowly sounded: "The Heavenly Demon Lord has an order, these flesh and blood are useful to him. Flame Lord, don't hurry up and collect it yet. ”

The Flame Lord was startled, and immediately reacted, at this moment, he had been branded as the Heavenly Demon Lord, no matter what his attitude, the fastest thing that could execute himself was definitely the Demon Monarch's magic sword.

The Flame Lord was afraid that Tonghe would report what he had just hesitated to report to the Optimus Demon Lord, so he immediately turned on his mana and began to collect the flesh and blood of the Demon Lord.

Of course, with insight into the cultivation of the strong, collecting scattered flesh and blood is just the simplest thing.

This is also the reason why the Tonghe Demon King himself does not make a move, and he is not worried that the Flame Lord will not be able to complete the task.

"So, the Demon King is going to rebel?" Inside the chariot, the young voice was not annoyed by the death of his subordinates, but used an extremely majestic tone to confirm the authenticity of this matter.

"It's not a rebellion, it's a war!" Tong He said slowly, "The Heavenly Demon Lord has never said whose subordinate he is, the Black Python Demon Lord is blocking my king's way, and he can only die." ”

Tonghe's words were like lightning flashes in the void, making the Flame Lord who was watching silently on the side tremble, almost spilling the flesh and blood he had just collected again, he could only watch silently, Tonghe's strength was beyond his imagination, at this moment, he could only stand aside as a small person, such a conversation, he knew very well that he was not qualified, and he did not dare to participate.

"Then the messenger will slay you first, and then the arrogant Optimus. The young voice said faintly, and in an instant, the wooden door of the chariot opened, and out came an extremely handsome but feminine man.

The young man also had purple eyes, which were brighter and more purple than the other fighters.

The man's right hand was opened, and a purple sword quickly grew larger from the palm of his hand, and finally he held it in his hand, and as he held the flying sword, the momentum on the messenger's body soared.

The Flame Lord was shocked and hurriedly avoided from afar, he couldn't guess the true cultivation of the envoy, because with the Flame Lord's vision, he had never seen such a powerful master.

And the purple long sword in his hand exuded a terrifying aura, and the Flame Lord silently guessed in his heart, could this be a legendary immortal weapon?

Clenching the purple long sword, the figure of the envoy flew out in an instant, pounced on Tonghe, and said coldly: "I want to see how arrogant that Qingtian is, and even sent only one subordinate to kill this envoy." ”

Tonghe didn't speak, his body rose from the ground, flying towards the extremely high void, he didn't want to destroy the fire demons below because of the battle, these fire demons were the most important clan of the Heavenly Demon Lord.

The messenger caught up, and the demon general who guarded him also rushed to the sky.

The Flame Lord stared at the top blankly, his body did not dare to move, and he secretly guessed in his heart that it should be the cultivation of the Mahayana realm. Even if it is Lord Demon Lord, a messenger is so powerful, what kind of cultivation is Lord Demon Lord, I don't know if he has become an immortal.

The messenger sneered and caught up with Tonghe's figure in the sky, and the purple divine sword was simply but brutally picked out, from the bottom up, trying to cut Tonghe in half.

Tong He's body quickly completed a hundred and eighty degrees inversion in the air, and under his head and feet, the slender flying sword in his hand slashed out.

"Even your sword dares to resist the immortal sword of this envoy. The messenger sneered and sneered disdainfully, "Break it!"

Tonghe was silent, the long sword slashed out, and there was a "ding" sound, and the two huge forces diffused at the moment of the exchange, and the seemingly simple hand-to-hand was extremely terrifying.

The messenger's gaze remained fixed on the place where the two swords clashed, and he seemed to see the next moment, the sword that led to the river was cut off, and then slashed across his body, cutting his body in half.

The demon clan is bloodthirsty, and such a bloody scene will only make him more excited.

In an instant, the envoy's disdainful expression condensed, and he stared blankly at the place where the two swords clashed, and the opponent's sword was unharmed.

With his current strength, using the immortal sword to slash out with one sword is enough to smash all Dao weapons, could it be that the other party's sword is also an immortal weapon?

Tonghe was silent, since the beginning of the battle, he had never worried about the problem with his sword, this sword, but when he fled into the demon world, the man handed it to him personally.

In his own hands, this sword is covered with dust, and he can't even exert one percent of its power.

These thoughts flashed through Tong He's mind, and then Tong He's sword was picked out again, each sword sinking with great strength, like a violent pure body cultivator.

"You, what realm is it?" The envoy flashed a trace of doubt, the other party was in the armor, not only could he not see his face clearly, but even the mana did not overflow, only when the swords were exchanged, he made himself feel that the other party was not as simple as he thought.

"Enough to kill your realm. Tonghe said slowly, and the long sword stabbed out again, and this time, the sword twisted a sword flower in the air, instantly enveloping the messenger.

"Arrogance!" The messenger shouted, holding a sword in his right hand to fight back, and the black light in the palm of his left hand soared, and a black thunderball formed in the palm of his hand.

The demon race is not only strong in physical strength, but also not weak in the cultivation of mana, it is precisely because of the dual cultivation of demons and martial arts, coupled with extreme cruelty, that the demon race is so terrible and is rejected by other races.

The remaining nine generals, holding battle axes at the same time, slashed towards Tonghe's body.

Tonghe's sword was extremely fast, and a sword slashed the messenger back again and again, and at this moment, by his side, nine battle axes came together.

Tonghe didn't even look at it, the long sword in his hand came out of his hand, turning into a cold sword light, slashing around like lightning, and the nine generals who had just rushed up suddenly remained motionless, and then their bodies exploded together, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

The messenger who saw this scene immediately withdrew from the battlefield, and his body turned into a streamer of light and went away.

At this moment, a scarlet cloak stood out in the void, blocking the messenger's way, and then the owner of the cloak reached out with his right hand, and easily grabbed the messenger's throat, causing him to struggle violently like a chicken.

"Meet the Demon Lord!" "Seeing the owner of the cloak, the Flame Lord immediately knelt on the ground